Mysterious Devouring the Heavens Powerhouse

Oh, Beaver turned in an uncertain direction.

It seems that this guy's anti-investigation and anti-tracking capabilities are not weak.

But Obi has a downside.

In the flash of a pair of wings, the blue thunder does a lot of work.

The power is not small, but the breath left behind is also very large.

A few days after the passage of O'Half, interested people can find out where the beaver is based on the lightning waves in the air.

There is also a road sign.

That is, the body is scattered on the ground, bombarded.

These people are baffled by the great interest in green bulls, who are catching beaver dreams.

He was blown up by Beaver without exception and became a complement to Beaver's restoration of power.

On the gallon surface, the main road between the city-states, a flat road, mixed with the gravel, mixed with the soil, and the magic of turning the dirt into stone, condensed a wider, smoother road.

Of course, the road between city-state and city-state is long, and the spell "turn mud into stone" is used once and for all, and the cost is huge.

These costs are mainly borne by the commercial associations traveling between the city-states.

After all, these business associations are the main beneficiaries of these wide, smooth roads.

Yan Lin No. [-] sat eating in a small restaurant by the roadside.

The road can bring the flow of people, and the flow of people means wealth.

Anywhere, any kind, this is true.

The four golden eagles changed their faces, munching on gallons of food with interest, and laughing with the young waitresses who delivered them.

Ordinary gold coins, and Yan Lin sprinkled them on the collars of these young waitresses and sewed them on the belts.

The maids were delighted with these generous guests, and they dressed as if to resist, but were actually catering to Yan Lin's caress.

"Steal half a day of free time. It feels good to be a normal person."

I don't know how many years I haven't enjoyed this leisurely Yan Lin smile, with a smile of enjoyment on his face, without seeing any pressure.

There are more and more, tracking Olympians, and forming several different large ones.

Oh, Beaver, no matter how capable, can't escape the stalking of so many.

As long as you follow, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the general direction of Olhafer's escape.

However, the exact location of r is indeed difficult to grasp.

Zhou Feng is tired of these maids.

The same goes for "Flying Tiger" and "Stone."

The more tracking, the less likely the three of them will benefit.

The reason the trio are still holding on is purely because of betting on luck and the idea of ​​chance.

The four people are all wearing ordinary clothes now, shaped like waves, just a few ordinary monks.

The friar, who swept across the sky from time to time, didn't notice the few people laughing with the rude roadside waiter.

"Oh, Yan Lin, that little white face over there seems to be the one who killed your wife on the stars in the sky."

With good eyesight, he looked around Zhou Feng bored, and suddenly left this roadside shop a mile away, a red escape light, and flew east.

In the afternoon sun, Zhou Feng's electric eyes clearly saw his face.

Zhou Feng immediately realized that this was the old friend that the golden eagle met, the little white-faced Yulong?

Zhou Feng has a deep memory of the old enemies that Eagle encountered, and because Yulong was only an early practitioner who laid the foundation, he unexpectedly came to the position controlled by the God of Light decades ago. This is really strange!

How many brothers are on the throne of the Lord of Light, and how much does it cost?

Yulong hurried to the road in a hurry, not passing under the escaping lights in the air, it seemed bland, and no one paid attention at all.

"really?"

Yan Lin immediately raised his head, with blue-black light flashing in his eyes, looking at the light that had disappeared.

Just after a few glances, the red heat immediately made Yan Lin sure that this was the breath of Yulong.

"Come on, let's keep up and see what this little thing is called."

Yan Lin was very curious.

Several people hesitated to look at the flying tiger.

"Oh, so much, after chasing O'Half, what do you think you are, the opposite of all the men?"

Then take a good look, let's go! "

Just like that, stand on the ground, stand up.

There are seven or eight meters away.

In broad daylight, in order to prevent the appearance of jade dragons, Yan Lin only used various terrains: sacred art.