Arrogant Snake King: Snake Concubine, give me a hug

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Ling Xiaotu stared blankly at this, then couldn't help laughing, and shook her head:

"It's just a communication with each other, and it can make such a big noise. It really deserves the style of a domineering snake man."

Observing from a low place obviously couldn't see exactly what Xuanyuan Xuantian 'said'.

So she motioned to the little radish demon to lift her up. Although the little radish demon was petite, it was powerful enough. Its vines wrapped tightly around her waist and slowly sent her into the air. [

Ling Xiaotu leaned over and looked over, the traces of broken stones looked extremely eye-catching on the ground, and the huge handwriting lay across the road that would be destroyed. "I'll give you a minute to come here."

Next to the gigantic handwriting is a huge arrow pointing directly at the poor billboard shaking in the wind.

Ling Xiaotu stared at each word as big as a house laughing, and muttered to herself:

",,,, God, can this guy's movement not be so loud?"

She knew that Xuanyuan Xuantian had never been able to do those meticulous micro-manipulations, such as using Xuanqing Qi to chop out some palm-sized small characters on the ground.

But is it really necessary to come up with such a big word?

Although Ling Xiaotu didn't take it seriously in her heart, she obediently let the little radish demon put herself down, and returned to the billboard map that locked everyone inside.

After a while, some destroyed roads appeared on the ground in front of the map, and those broken roads were being spelled into other Chinese characters.

The size of the characters this time seems to be restricted by the place, and it is much more restrained than the magnificent message just now, but the size and side length of each Chinese character are at least nearly three meters.

,,,, "I'll start timing right away, half a minute. Destroy this when No. 30 hits."

Then, a huge stone pit suddenly appeared on the ground next to it.

That's the beginning sign.

The pits appeared one after another, making not-so-light noises.

Like a urging talisman, the nearby ground was soon bombarded like a honeycomb.

What a unique way of timing.

Ling Xiaotu was a little nervous. After all, this is not a technical job that can be repeated if the number is wrong.

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