The two daughters have served by her side since the birth of the county lord of Mingling, and they know at least eight or nine times out of ten about her situation.

After all, the county lord of Mingling is the daughter of the first person in the zombie country, and they never think that she will be inferior to others, but now they can't help but worry a little more.

Ming Zheng suppressed a realm, and Mingling County mainly did not have the strength to suppress her peers, and she may not be able to withstand this pressure in the future.

Although the two women did not understand the anger of their masters, they were clear about the sense of superiority rooted in their hearts.

Just when the two were communicating, the three people outside also decided the winner.

Wang Ming still had a thin sword in his hand, but now it had become red, and even smoke was still emitting from the hilt, exuding the aroma of roasted meat.

As for Xing Punishment, he was holding a long axe in both hands, and his face was full of horror, especially with the burned head.

"Twenty-three thousand years, you are still so vulnerable!" "Dry Xingluo's body still exudes amazing heat, but it is not as scary as before.

Wang Ming's face was ugly, and the thin sword in his hand kept trembling, showing the unrest in his heart, and he turned a blind eye to the injuries on his hands.

"Young Master Xingluo is still better than us, let's leave. ”

Xing still has the means to punish him, but he also has it.

After all, it's not a life and death enemy, just distinguish the superior.

The giant axe in his hand dissipated half of its size and momentum, and looked at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming's eyes were dull, and the thin sword in his hand pulled a sword flower, cut it in the air, leaving a thin groove on the ground that was a hundred zhang long and a hundred feet deep, and it exuded a cold murderous aura.

Looking at the disappearance of the two, Dry Xingluo took back his disdainful gaze.

"Yoneshan, come here!"

Yoneyama is the fourth zombie within dozens of miles, that is, a spy before.

"Meet the young master, the young master Xiong Wei is the world!" Mishan used all his strength and knelt down in the position of ten zhang.

It's not that he doesn't get closer, the momentum of the other party makes it difficult for him to resist.

Dry Xingluo not only has a beautiful name, but also has a unique appearance, especially the temperament on his body, which is enthusiastic and unrestrained.

But Yoneyama didn't dare to blaspheme at all, and didn't even dare to take a second look.

"Tell me what you've discovered!"

As if sensing the other party's discomfort, the momentum on Dry Xingluo's body slowly converged.

Yoneyama breathed a sigh of relief and said the 1510 he had probed before.

"Gone? Isn't that still unfounded?"

Miyama was already a little afraid, but when he heard the other party's rhetorical question, his heart suddenly rose.

"Subordinates damn it, it's not good to investigate!"

Yoneyama buried his head in the ground, like an ostrich in distress in the desert.

"Forget it, after all, the other party is a master of the Zombie Realm, and he wants to have some means. You take them and find them. ”

They?Yoneyama wondered.

But when he raised his head, the confusion vanished.

Just as he was bowing his head, ten peaks of the Zombie Realm that were even more powerful than him had already appeared behind Dry Star Luo.

"Young Master Xie is not guilty of a small crime, and he must find out the two of them. ”

Dry Xingluo ignored it, just waved his hand and landed on a large rock.

"It's boring, as soon as the group heard that I was here, they all turned around and left. ”

Dry Xingluo, who was born in a wilderness, is one of the strongest in this year's shadows, and with his aggressive character, all the young masters are reluctant to provoke each other.

For them, it's not a question of whether they can win or not, but whether they win or not.

What's more, it is almost impossible to win.

The desolate path level exercise "Heavenly Fire Meteor Fist" contains two artistic conceptions, one that is inherently in line with their physique, and one that is known for its speed.

But all those who are at the level of dark sub are not the best in the same level.

Turning his head to look at the busy appearance of his subordinates, Dry Xingluo frowned and closed his eyes.

A flame emanated from her, and the temperature around her rose rapidly.

Cracking sound!

The vegetation around her quickly passed the burning threshold and turned into a sea of fire.

Yoneyama's heart tightened, and he searched more carefully.

"Is this warning me, young master?"

At this moment, Dry Xingluo's figure flickered, and he was more than three feet shorter.

It turned out that the boulder under her couldn't hold the heat on her body and melted.

"Humph!"

Dry Xingluo opened his eyes and snorted dissatisfiedly.

The bloodline of the drought is more magical than the bloodline of the generals, not to mention the strength, but also the endless potential hidden.

The so-called drought is definitely not a joke.

Even if the current Dry Star Luo is full of strength, it can also turn hundreds of miles into ashes.

Boiling heat flowed down the mountain, dripping onto the grass and trees at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly a fire spread.

Dry Star Luo hung in the air, and he didn't even look at it.

She didn't do too much of this kind of thing of burning mountains and boiling seas.

Dong Shi and Dong Ping secretly said that it was not good in their hearts.

A puff of black smoke slowly grew in the hole, which was nothing to them.

It's just that the fire burning outside the cave is nothing to them.

But without the vines, once the cave was exposed, the two had little chance of escaping.

Dong Shi stood up, couldn't help but clasp a one-time law magic weapon in his hand, and was about to walk to the entrance of the cave.

Dongping grabbed her, and the blood on his body surged, and he disappeared into the hole with her.

Eleven powerful zombies in the Zombie Realm, these hundred and ten miles could not withstand their rummaging at all, and they were all found in one fell swoop.

"It's over!" Mishan felt a little desperate in his heart, and led ten people to the location of Dry Star Luo.

Escape?

He didn't even dare to have this thought.

The faces of the ten people behind him were cold, there was no comfort, no reprimand, just like the previous momentum.

The young master in Mi Shan's eyes became clearer and clearer, the peak was already hundreds of meters shorter, and the surroundings were full of traces of burning.

Except for the ashes, there were rocks and bare dirt.

And also......

And also?

A glimmer of hope ignited in Mishan's eyes, and he suddenly accelerated with ten people, and in an instant, he came to a cave entrance.

"Be here. Yoneyama prayed secretly.

"Mishan, haven't you found it yet?" asked as soon as he approached

The already fragile hope was suddenly shattered by the problem.

With a thud, he knelt down.

"Young master, I ......"

"Coax!"

Before he finished speaking, Yoneyama became a living person, and his bones and fur all became incendiary objects of the flames.

Before he even had time to wail, Mishan turned to ashes and scattered in front of the cave entrance.

The faces of the ten masters who followed remained unchanged, but their faces were a little more respectful.

"Wasted so much of my time, not even a clue. Dry Xingluo's expression was extremely displeased.

"Go back!"

The ten people in front of the cave entrance did not hesitate at all and appeared beside Dry Star Luo.