The more than 20 saints all raised their guns and pointed them at Wen Zilong and Wen Yuqi.

Seeing this, the coolies all sighed secretly.

Although this big bird is very powerful, it is impossible to escape under the guns of so many people.

And this oriental girl is going to die here with it.

A good person doesn't live long.

Those Gvanians wanted to stop them at this time.

After all, Wen Yuqi attacked the saints in order to save their tribe.

But they were still very scared of the black muzzle.

But at this time, a Guvanian remembered.

"It's... the crocodile god?!"

After he said this, several other tribe members also began to remember.

Two months ago, when the Crocodile God left, he flew away in this form.

But it wasn't that old.

And the color is slightly wrong.

In addition, when they saw the image of the crocodile god, they all hurriedly worshiped the ground in panic.

So I didn't see the form of the crocodile god clearly at all.

Therefore, I didn't recognize it for a while.

At this time, he was reminded by the clan members and then recognized him.

At this moment, the saints pulled the trigger.

Tatta--

Tatta--

Those bullets attacked Wen Yuqi and the others like they didn't have money.

Wen Zilong spread his wings and his eight-meter wingspan easily protected Wen Yuqi and the coolies behind him.

Ding Ding Ding--

Ding Ding Ding--

The bullets hit Wen Zilong, making a sharp sound as if they were hitting metal.

Wen Yuqi remained motionless in this bullet, like a mountain or a mountain.

After the people finished shooting a magazine, they stopped one by one.

However, a scene that shocked them happened.

I saw that the strange bird was completely unscathed.

Not even a single feather fell off.

"How is this... possible!?"

"Oh my God...monster..."

"Oh no, it's not afraid of bullets!"

The saints exclaimed, quickly retreating while protecting the magazines.

At this moment, Wen Zilong sneered: "Have you played enough? It's my turn."

Then a pair of long legs suddenly took off, and in just two steps, they came to the center of the saints.

The wings spread out and roared: "Death Gyro!"

The body suddenly turned.

Above the wings, the bone blade pops out.

It's like a five-speed electric fan spinning among the crowd.

Chichichichichichichichi--

Heads of people flew up immediately.

In just three seconds, more than ten people were killed.

Seeing this, the saints all had their legs weak.

"Oh my God, it's not a monster, it's a devil!"

"Escape quickly, this devil!"

"It's over, it's over..."

Wen Zilong naturally would not let them escape.

Death top, death harvest.

Wherever the top passes, there is no vitality.

More than twenty holy waiters, and before they even arrived ten seconds, they were destroyed by Wen Zilong's death gyro.

At this point, all of these forty saints were destroyed!

Although this scene was bloody, Wen Yuqi still came to Wen Zilong and asked with concern: "Mosquito, are you okay?"

The Gvanians crawled on the ground and bowed in great devout manner.

"Crocodile God..."

"Crocodile God..."

Other coolies, although they don’t know what the crocodile god is.

But when they saw that these Gwanians worshipped, they all followed the way of the Gwanians and bowed one after another.

Wen Yuqi looked at them.

Behind the wings, the eyes are majestic.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at all the coolies.

When he was scanning, no one dared to look at him and lowered his head.

At this moment, the king's majesty was fully demonstrated.

The next moment.

"vomit……"

Wen Zilong could no longer hold it in, so he opened his mouth and vomited it out.

I just used his own trick, and when the death gyro was spinning too fast.

Dizzy.

Wen Yuqi hurried over and patted Wen Zilong's back.

As he asked, "Mosquito, how are you?"

Wen Zilong finished vomiting and said, "It's a bit embarrassing."

I originally wanted to pretend, but I made a small mistake.

But I pretended to be a pussy and kept pretending with tears in my eyes.

He wiped his mouth, raised his wings, and said, "Let's flat."

"Thank you, God of Crocodile!"

"Thank you, God of Crocodile!"

The Gvanians stood up one after another.

The others also stood up.

A coolie said at this time: "We must leave as soon as possible. When the gunshots sound here, the other saints will come soon."

Wen Zilong licked his lips and said:

"It just happened to come here. I haven't started a massacre for some days. If you want to kill my woman, then I will destroy the entire Holy Light Legion!"

Although Wen Zilong's tone is very plain, it makes people feel a sense of domineeringness.

When Wen Yuqi heard this, a feeling of happiness as thick as honey surged in his heart.

Although she is a strong woman.

But in my heart, I still hope to find a man I can rely on.

Now, she has no regrets in her life if she can say that there are mosquitoes.

I've accompanied you to the cliff.

I have also accompanied you on the top of the mountain.

To be alone for you,

I will accompany you to smile at the world.

Although this stinky mosquito is often not in a regular shape.

His style of conduct often has nothing to do with these lyrics.

However, he is such a person!

Wen Zilong did not notice the light flashing in Wen Yuqi's eyes.

He just waved his wings and said to the more than twenty coolies:

"Those saints want to kill them? Then let's kill them!"

In just two short sentences, a sense of domineering spirit is undoubtedly revealed!

All the coolies present took a breath when they heard this.

"That... Lord Crocodile God, there are 500 saints in this city. More than 40 have been killed just now, and more than 550 have been killed."

"Yes, Lord Crocodile God. We...we should run away quickly."

The people who speak are not Gwanians.

They did not believe in any gods, nor did they see Wen Zilong's previous methods.

The reason why he is called Wenzi Dragon Crocodile God is just because the Gvanians call him that.

In their opinion, although Wen Zilong is powerful, he is just a more powerful bird.

Facing the remaining 450 saints, the ultimate is that they are unable to defeat four hands with two wings.

So, it's better to run away quickly.

As long as this so-called Crocodile God can escape with more than 20 coolies, it will be a great luck.

Wen Zilong looked at them and his heart moved slightly.

These people don't believe in their own strength?

It seems that it's time to show off your face real technology.

Thinking of this, he strode towards the center of the city.

When he was in the sky just now, he saw clearly that there were the most saints in the middle of the city.

Seeing this, the coolies all frowned slightly.

It was already possible to escape, but the crocodile god insisted on going.

They had no choice but to follow the crocodile god.
Chapter completed!