Is it to hold? Is it a breakthrough? Is it in time? Still a step too late......

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And at the same moment, the nearest Lizhou city from the capital city of Wangtianya.

"Wang, it seems that Luan Feng Feipeng is in the direction of the capital, and he is heading towards the southern checkpoint with the red fox and the finch of the city." In the Lizhou City Lord's Mansion, Yan Fei frowned.

They Lizhou is only a thousand miles away from Kyoto, and together with Luan Feng Feipeng, the intelligence officers in the middle distance immediately passed the news.

But it was earlier than the southern checkpoint thousands of miles away.

"Red fox chaffinch?" Yun Jitian's face moved slightly when he heard this, and he raised his head suddenly.

"Yes, I'm afraid it's Feng Chengguo's poison-tailed bee." Yan Fei nodded and said in a deep voice.

Yun Jitian slowly stood up when he heard the voice, his hands behind his back, and his expression was cold and surprisingly shocking: "Luan Feng Feipeng and the Red Fox and the Finch race are not compatible.

As a last resort, Luan Feng Feipeng will never be dispatched to take the red fox and the finch away. ”

A deep voice lingered in the room, and Yun Jitian's eyes suddenly sank, and his five fingers clenched into fists: "The southern level is missing." ”

Yan Fei also realized it in an instant, and his face suddenly changed.

Luan Feng Feipeng and the red fox finch do not get along, and they can't get along at all.

At this time, it was Luan Feng who brought it, which must have been a coercive technique, in order to grab time.

Grab the time, that south checkpoint......

"Send the order back to Beijing, and be ready to open the final checkpoint of Sand City at any time." The sound of the clouds killing the sky is as cold as ice, and the body is sharp and astonishingly sharp.

Sand City, after the southern checkpoint is broken, it is close to the last barrier of Kyoto to look at the end of the world.

But this barrier is by no means as strong as the southern level, and this is the end of preparing for the southern level to be breached.

"Yes." Yan Fei groaned for a moment, then turned around and went down quickly.

The night wind was cold, whirring and blowing, with an endless state of slaughter.

The wind blows through the world, and tonight, the killing machine is surging.

The land of a small country in film.

Feng Chengguo's dense reserve team was escorting hundreds of thousands of words of poison-tailed bees towards the southern checkpoint of the end of the world.

The rich night rendered this long black line more and more black and endless.

"General, fifty miles ahead is the southern checkpoint of the end of the world."

Ahead, in this dark night,