狮成皇巨大的脑袋当即化为一蓬血雾!
吴尘一击得手,身体一旋手中雪无痕一挥!
“叮叮...”
“咻...”
九柄流星飞刀顶着一个小黑点向前方的狮群轰去!
与此同时,魔音无量钟祭出,刀浪之墙出手!
吴尘紧跟其后,这明显是个陷阱,他得尽快逃离此地,若被数万凝灵的妖族包围那可不是闹着玩的!
“嘭嘭...”
“啊...”
“轰轰...”
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