"Ha ha ha ha!"
The golden lion laughed and his eyes were full of scorn.
Although it was dropped by Su Mo, it is still fierce, which does not mean that anyone can bully it to step on it.
Huang Jinshi, after all, is fierce and violent in the bones of pure blood and fierce animals.
This Nandou Sect monk is ashamed and looks even more resentful!
This time, Su Mo didn’t reprimand it, but his eyes rested on the distant horizon thoughtfully.
Just then, there suddenly came a long whistle in the sky!
A strong breath is rapidly approaching here, and the clothes are fluttering, and people are rushing to break!
"I wish you a brother!"
"Yes, I wish my brother is back!"
Nandou sent all the people very excited and cheered.
Su Mo looked calm and not surprised.
As early as before the noise sounded, he had already noticed the noise coming from there.
This monk Zhu’s surname dares to be seen in the ancient battlefield alone. There are indeed some things.
What’s more, there are at least hundreds of thousands and millions of real people entering here, and even more!
However, there are a total of 100 positions on the then vision list, and people who can occupy a seat in the face are by no means idle.
Chapter six hundred and forty-four If I don’t let?
If the bearer’s face is cut with a knife, his body is strong and his bones are strong, but it seems that he is not focused on wearing a dark black cassock, and his breath is strong!
Su Mo just glanced at it and knew that this dark black tunic was not simple.
There are stars on the surface of the robe, which are like lines, but also faintly reflect the shimmer to dazzle the eyes!
If you don’t guard against this robe when you fight, the bright stars will stimulate your opponent’s eyes, which will immediately make your opponent lose heart!
Of course, this robe is a threat to Su Mo.
He practices candlelight to look at the sun rising in Ran Ran every day and naturally won’t be afraid of this little starlight.
Brother Xuan’s eyes are sharp, and his face suddenly sank in Tang Shiyun and others.
"This is Brother Zhu Yuezhu."
Tang Shiyun said to Su Mo first, and then Yang Dao said, "Brother Zhu, this is Su Mo Daoyou. Thanks to Su Daoyou, we can escape this time."
I wish the more eyes rested on Su Mo.
At first glance, this man is too ordinary, wearing an ordinary blue shirt with a handsome waist and no patriarchal token.
At first impression, it’s not like a practitioner, but like a weak student.
How strong a practitioner is, most of his strength can be reflected in his spirit.
Some people are so popular that they can shock everything without making moves!
Some people’s eyes are fierce and surrounded by blood!
And Su Mo is really ordinary in the eyes of Zhu Yue.
The only thing that surprised him a little was that Su Mo’s lion was black and golden, and it seemed to be Huang Jinshi clan.
But Huang Jinshi’s figure is much bigger than this one!
Moreover, this lion looks faded and listless, and there is no domineering and ferocity of pure blood fierce beasts.