"No, I'm enough for me alone," Miao Zong took a step forward, and the cultivation level of the six-turn golden elixir on his body suddenly burst out.

The three demon dragons roared, and under Miao Zong's control, they directly shattered the blood tiger condensed by blood energy.

Chu Kuangren groaned, but did not retreat, and still smashed it down with a golden iron stick in his hand.

............

"Bang!"

Chu Kuangren's body hit the ground from the air, his body was covered with blood, and a large piece of flesh and blood were missing on his left arm, and the shimmering bones inside made people clearly visible.

Chu Kuangren was in Miao Zong's hands for even half a quarter of an hour, and he was almost crushing against him with his six-turn cultivation level.

Chu Kuangren's three friends were all lying on the ground in miserable shapes at this moment.

Everyone was seriously injured, and one of them was dug up in one's eyes.

If Miao Zong hadn't given the instructions before, they would have died at the hands of the tribe leaders.

At this time, Zhang Jing was still on the way...

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