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I saw nothing behind them, where is the figure of Di Jun?

Only the chilly wind and the endless biting chill...

At this time, Zu Long seemed to have a group of mud horses whizzing past, running wildly in his heart.

His face was flushed with anger, the two dragon whiskers at the corners of his mouth were raised high, his nostrils were so wide that a big apple could be stuffed, and he was still blowing out his anger.

At the critical moment, this Dijun actually ran away? !

He ran away! ?Funk? !

Leaving them to fight alone, against Nine Swords and Star Pattern Grass?

Isn't this letting them jump into the fire pit for nothing?

Emperor Jun!This stinking bird!

Wo tender stack!

It's numb!

What the hell are you crawling on! ! !

When he goes back, he will take off Dijun's three legs!

let him run! !

Chapter 371 Carry it back, let's eat meat!

The sword energy of the Nine Swords Star Grass is too strong, and the old bones of the patriarchs of the three clans are about to fall apart.

Seeing that Emperor Jun still didn't die after calling out for a long time, Yuan Feng's beautiful eyes instantly lit up with anger, and she complained dissatisfiedly.

"Where's Di Jun? Is he dead? Why don't you come over and help!"

"I really can't stand it anymore!"

Shi Qilin endured the severe pain and uttered a few words, his body staggered and trembled violently.

They really can't hold on anymore!

"He is not dead, he is running away!"

Zulong's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and instantly stunned Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin in place. Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin were not well.

what?

Di Jun ran away?

He actually ran away? !

Do wool!

The last glimmer of hope in Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin's eyes was instantly extinguished, replaced by thick anger, and they wanted to strangle Dijun to death at this moment!

This stinking bird!What is the result of sincere cooperation?

End up running faster than rabbits, just leave them alone!

They shouldn't have believed Di Jun's nonsense and made it through this world, what the hell!

If they were allowed to go back alive, they would definitely pluck Di Jun's hair, cut off his three legs, and turn him into a spicy cumin roasted golden crow!

One bite at a time, wipe him clean, the kind that doesn't even spit out the bones!

Di Jun fled in front of the battle, and the patriarchs of the three clans were so angry that they cursed directly.

In the face of anger, how could they care about the image of a saint?

Anyway, their old face has already been lost to grandma's house, and they don't care about losing it again!

"Mist Grass! Dijun, you run away, you don't talk about martial arts!"

"Di Jun, Wo Nendie!"

"Di Jun, you despicable and shameless stinky bird! When I go back, I will cut off your three legs and make you run again!"

A sound of angry cursing resounded through the sky, shaking the entire heaven and earth.

Now all the prehistoric creatures know that the majestic demon emperor Jun fled in front of the battle, betrayed his faith, and stopped talking about martial arts.

What's even more exciting is that they also knew that Di Jun was the son of Zulong, the patriarch of the three clans.

At this moment, Di Jun, who was on the run, heard the angry curses of the chiefs of the three clans, and of course he also heard Zu Long's words "Wo Nen Die".

Di Jun immediately retorted: Fuck you!I don't have such a useless father as you!You do not deserve!

Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass swung down another sword while the patriarchs of the three clans were incapable and furious, directly smashing the attack of the patriarchs of the three clans.

The attack of the patriarch of the three clans was as fragile as tofu in front of the Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass, and he shattered into slag with just a casual blow.

The aftermath of the sword energy came directly towards the patriarchs of the three clans, knocking them to the ground.

With several "clicks" in succession, the old bones were instantly smashed to pieces, and the patriarchs of the three clans fell limply on the ground like a fallen puppet.

The Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass made a good start for the human race. As soon as he beat the patriarchs of the three clans to the ground, Nu Wa rushed over with a mighty human army.

Zulong, Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin couldn't help looking at each other when they saw the darkness in front of them, and the human army approaching them.

Again?

Is it over?

They are really powerless to fight anymore!

Their old bones were broken by this broken grass, hey!

The human army is gradually approaching!

The voice is like thunder, and the air is like a rainbow!

The leader of the human army is the Holy Mother of the Human Race—Nuwa.

She was dressed in gold and white clothes, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, and her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, as if she was startled by everything.

But it was such a beautiful, glamorous and charming girl with two cold lights and contempt that could not be ignored from the bottom of her eyes.

Nuwa's face is cold and cold, and she refuses people thousands of miles away.The coldness and majesty emanating from the whole body make people dare not approach easily.