As for that tall person, whole body skin dark colored, likely is together the carbon, he comes Barbarian, at this time, his face ponders looks at Lin Ming, as if hunts for into to size up own game to be ordinary.
Tracing of Lin Ming motionless sound to spatial ring, a whole body Yuan revolution, even though because of the difference of practice system, he was unable to feel the cultivation boundary of opposite party really accurately, but can actually judge approximately according to Qi Power, at present these two fellows, absolutely be much more formidable than Gu Yue.
„Hey, does not need to be anxious, we are two Martial Artist, relax, we will not kill your, does not permit because of the rule.”
Lin Ming not accident it, compared with Gu Yue obviously formidable entering, is very normal from second.
„Two do look below makes what?”
„We look for you are think that you help our one slightly busy.” The black cape Dwarf Demon yawn said that Dwarf Demon Clan Martial Artist, is also black including the tongue, seems like the tongue of frog.
„Sorry, does not have the interest!” Lin Ming wants not to want then the cold voice decline.
„Hey, leaves anxiously rejection, otherwise, you will possibly regret.” Black cape Dwarf Demon self-confident saying, saying, him, as soon as fires refers, plate turning round revolving, in midair float, on a plate, layer on layer the numerous and diverse grains flash, an image reappears baseless, the picture in image, Lin Ming just had stayed Martial Artist service center.
„Um?” Lin Ming is startled slightly, he first time sees this type of strange illusion plate.
In the image, Lin Ming saw is teaching Wang Dong's Xu Yan, saw has gotten out of bed washing Wei Niang, saw just had washed the clothing to oneself, Waner who was preparing to sleep.
But at this moment, a strange grey energy has covered the Martial Artist service center, all into as if lost the soul to be ordinary, Wei Niang and Waner fell down directly, Xu Yan has supported several rests time, was falls down, lost the consciousness.
Is Spirit Attacks!
The Lin Ming face sinks, „do you want to make what?”