At the same time, behind Yuan Zhen, there was a flash of bright red light. In the red light, the three giant lions roared and showed up in the red light. They were the souls of the lion god, the elves from the king of hundreds of beasts in Africa. Thump, thump, thump, thump. In the red light, there were also the sounds of war drums of the natives!
"Master, master!" Sima Ming struggled back to his feet and spoke with his last bit of strength. His face was covered with white Hell Qi and frost. It was obvious that he had been in the Hell Plane for too long that there was already a small change!
"Sima Ming, you've worked hard. Don't worry! I'll definitely eliminate this evildoer!" Yuan Zhen, who had become the lion-faced king, sneered and said in a loud voice, "Although using the mask of Lio
