Chapter 422
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Feng Yixiu fell into a dark space. It was very depressing, and there was no light at all.
"Is this the spiritual space of the Wildbolt Tyrannosaurus Rex? Is this the inside of the Dark Crevice? "Feng Yixiu asked curiously.
"Crackle, crackle …"
Then, a trace of white lightning appeared on Feng Yixiu's fingertip, and the surrounding environment slowly appeared.
It was as terrifying as purgatory. There were pitch-black trees everywhere, and the whole world was gray.
At this time, the Wildbolt Tyrannosaurus Rex had fallen into a coma.
"Clang!"
Feng Yixiu immediately formed a lightning spear and stabbed it at the Wildbolt Tyrannosaurus Rex's heart with all his strength.
The lightning spear was shattered, and it could not penetrate the steel-like skin of the Wildbolt Tyrannosaurus Rex.
"There's no other way! It seems that I still have to rely on you, Xiao Bailou! "
Feng Yixiu did not dare to be careless. He immediately summoned Xiao Bailou and threw out three magic cards at lightning speed.
Two Jade Unicorn Snakes rushed into the sky. However, at this time, Feng Yixiu heard a strange laughter.
Immediately, Feng Yixiu's hair stood on end. He looked around nervously and found that there were no living creatures around.
Then, he realized that this might be the sound from the outside world.
Then, a sharp voice came, "Kekeke … Today is the death anniversary of your Wildbolt Hunting Group. From now on, my Greedy Wolf Hunting Group will become the strongest Level 2 Hunting Group, and dominate the second quarantine area!"
Feng Yixiu frowned and said to himself, "Damn it! The Greedy Wolf Hunting Group is so despicable. How dare they sneak attack us at this time! "
"Xiao Bailou, fly faster, fly faster!" Feng Yixiu said anxiously.
…
At this time, the outside world was a different scene.
The Greedy Wolf Hunting Group's flag had surrounded the Wildbolt Hunting Group, and the Dragon Tide was still raging wildly, restraining all the members of the Wildbolt Hunting Group.
A thin man in a red robe stood in front of the team with a sinister smile on his face, staring coldly at Zhang Heng and the others.
Beside him stood a man with a big belly. If Feng Yixiu was present, he would definitely recognize this person. It was President Ma!
The entire Wild Iron Hunting Group was struggling at death's door under the onslaught of the Dragon Tide. Captain Zhang Heng and The End Of Summer stood in front of Feng Yixiu, looking nervous.
"Xue Lang, you're despicable!" Zhang Heng's face was pale as he said viciously.
"Jiejiejie … As the saying goes, a great man must be ruthless. However, this is all thanks to your little follower!" Xue Lang said as he looked at the little fatty beside him with a strange smile.
"Leader, you promised me the position of vice leader and a reward of five hundred thousand alliance. When will you fulfill it?" Yuan Ji stood at the side and said flatteringly.
Xue Lang faintly smiled and extended his slender hands. His fingernails were very long and blood-red in color.
"Oh? I don't remember when I promised you. Did you remember it wrong? "Xue Lang smiled evilly, coldly glanced at Yuan Ji, and said indifferently.
"You … How can you do this? We already agreed. How can you go back on your words!" Yuan Ji was unhappy on the spot. He pointed at Xue Lang's nose and scolded.
Whoosh!
A pair of blood-red hands directly pierced through Yuan Ji's heart, and the beating heart was held in his hands.
"You betray your master for money. Your heart is indeed black!" Xue Lang directly threw Yuan Ji away. He carefully looked at the bloody heart in his hand as if he was playing with a piece of art.
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