Peerless Beauty: The Concubine Fights the Sky

The two saw Winter Melon smiling and blinking at them. They looked at each other, and for the first time, the burning heat and absolute excitement of survival were ignited in their eyes.

Xiaoguo grabbed the bricks that Yaoguang got from Yunhuaxing, and after two bricks went down, the indestructible cross was chopped off like tofu.

Winter Melon and Little Bones cooperated tacitly, and took out something from their belly pockets. The moment the cross fell, the thing waved towards them.

Immediately, Bei Mingheng and Shengyan were directly stored in the jar that was shaped into a vat.

With a snap of their fingers, Winter Melon and Little Bones flinched and ran away.

And the moment their hands ran away, the Fluctlight who had been watching this side coldly in mid-air suddenly lit up and tapped his fingertips lightly.

In this light tap of the fingertips, eighteen powerful roars suddenly came from the sky, almost swallowing the clouds and covering the sun.

Soar through the clouds and ride the fog, as fast as a shooting star.

In this earth-shattering roar, eighteen figures shook the earth, and their huge figures almost covered the sky.

"Gaotie, it's Taotie..."

"Eighteen gluttonous, this..."

"Ah, this is the imperial beast..."

The spectators from afar were shocked. There was Tianluoyan before, and there was Sheshenbow here, and now there are eighteen gluttons. Is there any mistake? All these are things that ordinary people can't easily see. .

Today is not in vain, not in vain.

"Glutton?" Seeing this, the patriarch of the holy clan frowned, his face full of shock.

Taotie, but royal beasts, other people on Pluto cannot have them, and this time there are only eighteen, could it be...

"No, the person was rescued." In his brief astonishment, the Patriarch of the Holy Clan suddenly felt something was wrong, and waved his sleeve in the direction of the altar, which was wrapped in Tianluoyan.

There, it was empty, and there were traces of Beimingheng and Shengyan.

"Roar..." The eighteen gluttonous breaths swallowed mountains and rivers, rushed towards the already chaotic place, and roared in unison. Eighteen breaths that could almost explode the sky rushed towards the altar below. down.

Gluttonous food is delicious, never enough to eat.

Its hard work and its power have always been consistent.

These eighteen auras are eighteen missiles in the rock eye.

"Boom..." The sound shocked the sky, and no one in a hundred miles could not hear it.

Dust filled the air, covering half of the sky in an instant.