Wu Xuan's voice was very loud. He said it aloud, letting people who didn't know about the caravan heard.
The kind of pride in words, the adoration (love) is clear.
All of a sudden, the caravan's eyes (shown) (hot r) in the eyes of the hot hope of looking at Zhang Xing's back.
The legend of Zhang Xing, especially in the recent period, hardly anyone knows.
The person he is worshipped has the title of Dragon Warrior, and the person who hates him is described as a **** mad!
He can destroy nearly ten million people in Tianya Mountain with the strength of one person in Kowloon.
He lost his helmet and armor with the coalition forces who could fight with the strength of one person and one ride of Kowloon, and fled.
He easily destroyed the Li family with the power of one person and one ride on Kowloon, ending their Li family dynasty.
In this way, the great gods were with them in a caravan and rescued them in time.
Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, it is God's weeping (爱 i), let them not die!
When the nine dragons appeared, the bald-tailed magpies circling in the sky felt the breath of the dragon, and they all lifted off into the distance and hid in the distance.
And the nightmare wolves on the ground also retreated ten meters away in horror. If they were under normal conditions, they would either coax out and desperately escape.
Either he shivered and fell to his knees, showing his surrender.
But they are already half-controlled. Although they are struggling inside, they can't help themselves.
Seeing their performance, Zhang Xing confirmed that somewhere in the night, the undead mage was hidden.
If he hadn't been able to find the undead mage before.
But now, hehe!
"Molly come out and get me the undead mage out."
Zhang Xing waved and summoned the Dark Knight Mo Li.
As soon as Mo Li came out, the red (color) flames in his eyes jumped twice.
"Yes! Master, I'll get him out!"
As soon as the Dark Knight pulls the reins of the Undead Warhorse, the Undead Warhorse rises into the air.
The burning flames on the limbs, like the magma that never goes out, burn the air, making crackling noises from time to time.
Zhang Xing suddenly felt a wave of super (strong qiang) soul from Mo Li's eyes.
This wave is like a hydrogen bomb explosion, which instantly swept across all nightmare wolves on the ground, and all bald eagles in the sky.
Huh!
At the same time, those nightmare wolves flashed red in their eyes, all bowed to the ground obediently, showing their surrender to Zhang Xing.
The bald-tailed magpies in the sky were all lined up, swooping down, and forming two huge circles on the top of Zhang Xing's head.
Among them, one team rotates clockwise and one team rotates counterclockwise.
It's like being reviewed by Zhang Xing.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the caravan was shocked again.
"This ... what is this? Why are all these nightmare wolves kneeling? They seem to be kneeling at us?"
"I don't know anything. They don't seem to attack us."
"This ... how could they bow down to us?"
Most of the caravans are baffled, and they whispered in disbelief.
"Fools, they don't bow down to us, but ... bow to Zhang Xing!"
Bai Feng saw the door and said loudly.
"Kneeling to Zhang Xing?"
The people looked at Zhang Xing subconsciously, and then carefully observed the eyes of the nightmare wolf.
"It's really like this, it's amazing!"
Everyone else in the caravan discovered this weird phenomenon, all of them (exposed) were extremely surprised (color).
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