-At the last minute, Gu Qingshan gave up the idea of intervening, and this giant eagle covered in snow flew to the original forest.
Maybe this is the last moment of ape-man writing.
-but gu Qingshan wants to see what feather will do when facing the mana enemy.
After all, feather is the only hope.
If she wants to save everyone, she has this last chance.
But see feather hurriedly jumped from the stone and shouted at everyone, "Road! Road! "
Apes also saw the giant eagle in the sky.
Poor snow and ice fell from the giant eagle and completely frozen those birds into ice sculptures.
The languid forest gradually turned into a piece of ice and snow.
The beasts of the earth are gradually falling down.
Everything is frozen to death.
Many apes knew that everything would be destroyed and could not help crying.
Feather wave avenue "listen to me! Listen to me! "
Apes have looked at her.
Feather looked at everyone deeply and said seriously, "I can live if my life belongs to me."
The heads of the families have gone before the apes come and don’t talk.
"Daughter, my life is yours."
Qianchangdao
Feather nodded and put his hand on each other’s forehead and read something lightly.
Shout-
The former patriarch suddenly disappeared.
At this time, the camp was covered with frost.
Apes are panicking.
It’s better to belong to the feather heads if you stay here to die.
It’s not hard to figure this out.
Apes have shouted "Feather! Guiyu! Guiyu! "
Feather smiled and nodded gently.
Her whole body has become thorough, huge and smells obscure, just like those in mythology.
Gu Qingshan can’t help but lose his way when he sees this place. "The breath of the world will!"
The smell is too familiar to him.
Feather body exudes the breath of the world will.
-that is to say, she turned herself into a world.
Phase world! ! !
For a moment, I saw the huge feather change into a shadow and swept away in the camp.
All the apes suddenly disappeared.
Chapter one hundred and forty-seven Strange door
A completely closed steel chamber
Appear one after another.
Celestial immortals, powerful people, beastmasters, and some people who can’t see the origin of their identities.
-sequence messengers
Naturally, there are also some people who come from virtual monsters and barely hide in the crowd.
By the way, there’s another giant
Double-headed giant
No one appeared after counting the interest.
Everyone has arrived.
They are the saints who found the tomb and entered the battle for literature.