"cough..."

The old lion king coughed out a mouthful of blood and looked at the second prince tiger in disbelief, the boss with staring eyes.

He is the oldest rank eight fighter! In the wild land is already regarded as the existence of the ceiling of combat power.

But the opponent gave him a second with just one punch, which made him accept this reality.

The second prince Tigerman just pulled his fist back, but was grabbed by the old lion king's hand. He frowned and looked at the old lion king somewhat puzzled.

The heart was pierced, and even if it was a Tier 8 warrior, it was fatally injured. This old lion is so persistent, what does he want to continue?

"Boy...what is your realm?"

The old lion king firmly grasped the second prince's arm and asked with his eyes widened.

"Have you heard of a spirit level? Old stuff?"

The second prince looked at him and smiled softly.

"Spirit level!"

The old lion king was startled and then relieved.

"Above rank eight, the legendary realm, haha, no wonder..."

The old lion king gave a wry smile, lightly opened the second prince's hand, and his pupils gradually dispersed.

The second prince could no longer hear what he said last, only the gurgling sound of blood in his throat.

The second prince sneered, stretched out his hand and picked up the old lion king's body, then walked to the top of Gaopo and lifted the old lion king high.

"Smelly lions! Your king is dead! Do you continue to fight? Hahahaha!"

The second prince laughed wildly, the crazy state was frightening.

Many Lions have seen the scene on the high **** just now.

The old lion king is the **** of war in the hearts of the lions, and the first warrior of the entire lion clan.

But when the God of War in his mind was instantly killed in front of his own eyes, the fighting spirit in many Lions' hearts collapsed in an instant.

As the saying goes, it makes sense to capture the thief first and the king.

The lion army, who was still fighting high just now, suddenly became a group of snails.

"Don't panic! Even if the king is dead, our army will still have overwhelming strength!"

In the panic, there are still a few generals among the Lion people who have not lost their sense.

They desperately maintained the order of the team, and this did not make the Lion Army defeated instantly.

"Haha, the army? Have strength? Hahaha! Then I will let you see what is a real army!"

The second tiger prince laughed wildly, then put his hand to his mouth and blew a loud whistle.

The sharp and long voice spread far and wide with the wind.

Neither the Lion Army nor the Tiger Army acted rashly.

Everyone was waiting with bated breath, wanting to see what the meaning of the actions of the second prince of Tiger people just now exist.

On the battlefield, the wind began to gradually rise.

With the wind coming to the battlefield, there is also the loud sound of wings flapping.

The entire battlefield quickly darkened, as if it was covered by a large dark cloud above his head.

The lion-man coalition forces could not help but look up, and their legs and feet were sore and frightened. Many people were directly frightened and collapsed to the ground.

What kind of dark clouds are there that obscured the light,

There are countless wings that cover the sky and the sun can not penetrate even a piece of sunlight.

In the sky, there are countless monsters with wings flying.

They are huge, with the smallest being three meters in height, and they are covered with dense scales, looking very fierce.

"Evil dragon!"

A lion warrior couldn't help but cried out.