"Ha-ha, the intruder is too weak this time."

One of the cows laughed loudly, and it was strange to say that Xia Chen could barely understand their language. It was supposed to be some very ancient ancient language, which Xia Chen had also known.

Summer Chen can only laugh bitterly. In the mouth of these taurens, he has become a synonym of weakness. Nevertheless, who makes him unable to bear the other party's roar, these three tauren, each emitting a terrible breath, although there is no breath of the main road, but it is the pure power has far exceeded the ordinary Great Magic, perhaps infinitely close to those absolute...