"Hey!" Mountain king roar loud, a gust of wind swept in, rolled up sand and stones, and lost everyone’s eyes. The horse was in a state of chaos for a while

As soon as this monster made a move, he hit Chen Xiong’s weakness. It is natural for the army to maintain the corresponding formation to exert its greatest power. Although his troops are forbidden, after all, it is a new army that has never seen such a scene. The formation is chaotic in Chen Xiong, and it is a delusion to try to unite the army.
At this moment, Chen’s ambition sank. At present, this tiger demon has a very high intelligence, otherwise he would not choose to act in this way. His carelessness was actually disrupted by the other side and fell into a passive position.
"Don’t be afraid, it’s just a tiger demon and I haven’t seen a stable formation!" Chen Xiongyin’s ear rings with calming power, which makes the already flustered soldiers gradually calm down. This is a letter established in combat and training.
Calm down, foot soldiers rely on their past training habits to find their own partners to restore the formation. In just a few minutes, the formation will be in good shape. Chen Xiong can feel the strength from everyone again. He holds his head straight and his iron gun emits a faint light, which makes Shan Jun look askance.
"Starpower?" Shan Jun looked at the faint silver light on Chen Xiong’s pike face and muttered to himself, he is a monster. It is a necessary skill for every monster to huff and puff the moonlight, so he is more familiar with the starlight accompanying the moon.
At this time, he remembered that people said that every time there was chaos between heaven and earth, Tianxing Jun would choose some children from his own talents to make them become the trendsetters of the times. Anyone who would call Tianxing a star should live in the stars, and if such people should fulfill their destiny, even those monsters who have become great in practice should stay away.
At the thought of this, Shan Jun’s eyes flashed a cold mountain, so that his opponent could not stay, or he would become a menace sooner or later.
Chen Xiong, with a strong sense of murder, immediately felt a chill from the soles of his feet and instantly enveloped his body. There seemed to be a gorgeous tiger in front of him, opening his maw to choose someone to eat.
Cold sweat keeps flowing from Chen Xiong’s face, and his will is fighting with this fear from his soul. If he fails, he will know that the shadow of failure will sink from now on.
A good Chen Xiongshi has always been tempered by his mind and lived in sunset mountain for a while. He has long been accustomed to monsters and ghosts. Now at this point, his past experience has become a broken key. There is light in his heart, and he has done his best to be brave and angry, and instantly washed away his fear.
"Drink!" Chen Xiong drank a look of clear fighting spirit and looked at the tall and burly mountain gentleman not far away and said, "If you want to fight, you must use this means."
Shan Jun seems quite surprised. He didn’t expect Chen Xiong to get rid of the influence of murder so easily, sublimate his mind and pay more attention to Chen Xiong.
He also put away his contempt and said, "Good, so that the soul is worth being a ghost."
The words sound just fell and his figure turned into a black flash, which rushed over rapidly. Chen Xiong hurriedly held a gun to meet them, only to find that Sen Han Tiger Claw was just around the corner. If the body could not react to the blow, Chen Xiong would have been killed on the spot.
这一击掀起了山君进攻号角一双虎爪化狂风骤雨不断向陈雄袭来陈雄不敢有丝毫大意调动军阵力量将一杆铁枪舞密不透风
两千将士力量于一身陈雄堪堪能够抵挡山君攻势但是随着时推移山君攻击频率越来越快而陈雄却是渐渐气力不支那从众将士身借来力量渐渐虚弱铁枪挥舞速度逐渐变缓不一会身便添了几丝血迹情势已经到了危急时刻
就众将士感觉到绝望际黑暗中突然亮起一道圣光光而又温暖如同一柄利剑刺破黑暗听得一个稚嫩音响起“陈雄你真丢你师傅人这样一个小妖怪都解决不了”
音虽然稚嫩但口气却是极大山君一听勃然大怒自己虽算不得那些威名赫赫妖王但毕竟是修行多年大妖怪竟然被一个黄口小儿这般羞辱
“哪来乳臭未干小还不给山君滚出来我听着年纪不大口气却是不小”山君愤怒发出咆哮
“出来就出来你这头小老虎脾气倒是蛮大”孩童一般音再次响起一个粉雕玉琢一般小男孩一蹦一跳从圣光中走了出来
望着一旁气喘吁吁陈雄笑着说道“真丢人看我替你出气”说完还举了举自己小拳头中奋力挥舞了一模样可爱
周围军士们望着这个如同瓷娃娃一般孩心中十分不忍心对面虎妖凶残恐怖粉雕玉琢小白象形成了鲜对比
There is a small white elephant in Chen Xiong’s heart. He knows how many powerful demons there are in the sunset mountain. This little ancestor is as good as a baby. That’s a real record
Shan Jun looked at the child who came out of the light, but he gave birth to a strong fear in his heart, which was a kind of fear from blood. Seeing him seemed to see natural enemies.
"Who are you?" Shan Jun was very wary and asked, "Words involuntarily bring weakness, and repression comes from the blood, so that he can exert his own strength."
"What a cute little tiger! You look delicious." The little white elephant said with a smile, and his innocent face showed a bright smile.
However, this mountain gentleman, who smiles like an angel, smiles like a demon in his eyes. His burly body can’t help shivering in front of the little white elephant.
Once the pride of being a king of beasts made Shan Jungen unable to accept his weakness. He growled angrily, but the roar came out of his mouth and became weak like a cat meowing.
Blood pressure is so terrible. Shan Jun finally failed to break through the blood restriction, so he was restrained by the little white elephant. The fire burned in his heart, and there seemed to be a flame on the dark surface. This is Shan Jun burning his soul.
The proud king of beasts could not accept such humiliation even if he died, so he chose to burn his soul and relieve the oppression from his blood.
The effect is very obvious. Shan Jun can clearly feel that his courage and pride seem to have returned to himself from the gradual weakening of blood pressure.
"I will tear you apart!" Get rid of the repression, the mountain king roared, and his mind became blurred because of the burning of his soul. His scarlet eyes stared at the small white elephant not far away, and his murder was cold and wanton.
Xiaobai laughed like watching Lai Shanjun perform quietly before chatting, with a small face and a bad drama hanging on it.
This smile deeply hurt Shanjun’s proud heart and made him on the verge of madness. He completely broke out and went crazy and attacked the little white elephant.
At this moment, Shan Jun seems to have a beast left. He can attack the little white elephant like a crazy tiger, but he doesn’t even touch the little guy’s skirts.
However, at this time, Shan Jun doesn’t seem to feel tired, and he still keeps launching attacks. When he sees a tiger mountain with sharp claws, he will press the small white elephant.
The little white elephant jumped in the air and let the fierce attack of Shanjun fall.
Gently falling the white elephant is like a naughty child riding a mountain, and the mountain gentleman feels that he seems to have crushed a mountain. The heavy pressure makes him crawl, but he is unconscious. After a while, he swings wildly and leaves a deep hole in the earth.
But as far as he is concerned, the little white elephant is sitting steadily, and his back has not changed at all, as if he had just struggled and roared, which is a funny farce.
As time passed, Shanjun’s reason gradually returned to his own madness and his struggle stopped. At this moment, he was no longer arrogant than weak, looked up at the little white elephant and said, "Kill me! Kill me!"
Than pride, he can accept his own failure, but he can’t accept his own failure, so he appealed to the little white elephant to let the other side end this humiliating act and give him an end.
The little white elephant wanted to continue playing for a while, but when he saw Shanjun’s eyes, he suddenly felt that all this was boring, so he jumped into Shanjun’s body and threw up all the holy light to the sky. A huge white elephant with bright holy light appeared in the valley and was swallowed by Zhongshan Jun.
When the white icon appeared in front of him, Shan Jun suddenly felt the memory from his blood. It was in ancient times that a tiger was crouching in the forest and eating its prey. Suddenly, a white icon appeared in front of him.
The icon is full of bright brilliance and seems to be fighting with something terrible. The huge aftermath swept the mountains around the world and was turned into powder in an instant by the wave. The tiger was frightened and fled. I don’t know how long it took to stay away from the edge of the struggle. There was a terrible wind blowing head-on. It was a battle that set off waves.
The icon of indomitable spirit has been firmly imprinted in the depths of the tiger’s mind for life, and it has been inherited from generation to generation with his blood.
"It turns out that there is such a thing in the world!" Before he died, Shan Junlin muttered to himself that he felt as if he had seen a brand-new world, a different world, a world that people yearned for, but he didn’t have a chance to appreciate it again.
After the giant icon swallowed the mountain king, it quickly dissipated and gradually turned into a cute little white elephant, but no one thought he was cute anymore. It was this cute-looking guy who swallowed the terrible monster in one gulp.
"The taste is average!" The little white elephant smashed a mouth and said with regret.
Then he turned his head and looked at Chen Xiong and said, "Chen Xiongkuai thanked me. This is my wishful fairy. It’s good for you. What’s delicious? Take it out quickly."
Chen Xiong gave me a wry smile. "I, my white ancestor, have something important to do today, but I don’t have time to play with you."