The big priest disagreed, and then asked the night rebirth, "The demon thinks whether this seat loses or win?"

Ye Chong's words are simple: "Lost!"

"Haha, you are right, but in my eyes, there is no winning or losing. If you lose, you may not really lose, and the winning will not really win." After the priest said this meaning, he took out the flute and played himself.

When the 20,000 puppets heard the sound of flute, they immediately walked towards the forest outside. The neat team, the horror footsteps of shaking the mountain forest, let the whole silent forest shook.

Ye Zhongsheng's cold eyes followed him, and there was doubt in his heart. What did the priest want to do?

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On the other side, Hua Qianzheng took the army and entered the periphery of the black prison forest.

"Come!" She looked squeezed, and when she heard the huge footsteps in the forest, she was walking here.

The surrounding soldiers were suddenly tight and clenched their weapons. They knew that this was the last battle. This battle must be more fierce than before. They all made preparations with the big priests, and they must be destroyed to eliminate them.

Great priest.

"In such a short time, the priest should not make a lot of puppets, listening to footsteps, it should be less than 30,000." Qi Shuangtian frowned, puzzled, "So few puppets, why do priests let the priests let the priests let the priests let it

They take the initiative to attack? "

Hua Qianzheng's heart is also doubting about this. If the priest is not stupid, he should be hidden in the forest and let themselves bring them in. They ambush, so that they can maximize the power of these puppets.

Isn't it just to give yourself a chance to come out such a big battle?

Sure enough, it is the masterpiece of the priest.

Instead, Hua Qianzheng had greater tension in his heart, and mentioned the full spirit: "Everyone pays attention, although the number of other people is small, but we have to prevent it, they have tricks."

The whole god's alert, raising the alertness to the highest point, ready to go.

The atmosphere of the entire periphery is suppressed to the boiling point, making people dare not breathe loudly, and tension is extremely tense.

However, the footsteps of the puppet were still neat and consistent, and slowly walked out. It was no different. Hua Qianzheng's mood became inexplicable and weird, and felt that there was an ominous feeling rising from the bottom of the heart.

After half a minute, I finally saw a brigade with black pressure and blood pouring out of the forest. They still shed the blood of the blood pool, and the roads came over became a wet blood road, which was very terrible.

Hua Qianzheng looked at it. The number of people was only about two or 30,000, not many. It seemed that after the creation was created, the action was very late.

She didn't dare to breathe, because she saw the priest's back defense in the team, riding on the beast and the king of the beast, holding a hole in a leisurely, and instructing the puppet in person.

Behind him, follow the moon to make Bihua Meng, and ... the expressionless night is born again!

Hua Qianzheng really did not expect that the priest would appear in person, and the battle in front of her eyes made her wonder.

Does the great priest think that the 20,000 puppet can win her more than 100,000 elite soldiers? But he was sitting on the tiger king, and the expression of Youyou had no sense of crisis.

It made her not sure.

What are the priests, what are the trump cards?

Hua Qianzheng's gaze was reborn overnight, hoping that he could give her a reminder, but he did not dare to stay for too long, so as not to be seen by the priest.

But Ye Zhongsheng did not give her any reminders. Hua Qianzheng sank. It seems that the night rebirth does not know what medicine to sell in the big priest's gourd.

The priest took the flute from the lips and turned his face to Hua Qianzheng.

"You are faster than I think, and the last battle is finally coming, are you excited?"
Chapter completed!