God Killer

() Although Dingxiang's mother and daughter were not swallowed by Voldiron, when they fell out of Voldiron's mouth, they were still smashed.

When she was swallowed by that unknown thing, the cook's daughter-in-law thought that she was going to die this time, so she hugged Lilac tightly. The cook's wife could die by herself, but she definitely couldn't let her own daughter, the only blood of the dead cook, die. Lose.

So when she fell out of Voldelon's mouth, the cook and his daughter-in-law were suffocated, their heads were bleeding profusely, but Lilac in her arms was not injured at all.

The cook and daughter-in-law didn't care about her bleeding, she quickly looked at Lilac in her arms, touched her arms and legs, and looked up after making sure that Lilac was fine.

The cook's daughter-in-law was still a little dizzy, and suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure, but she couldn't see it clearly. The cook's wife blinked vigorously, and finally saw clearly that it was the pair of beggars standing in front of them.

Although the cook and daughter-in-law didn't know what happened, she probably understood that it was the pair of beggars who saved the lives of their mother and daughter.

"But why is that bastard wearing my clothes?"

When the cook's daughter-in-law looked surprised, Eggy didn't turn her head back, and said behind the tattooed man, "It's dangerous, run away."

Eggy's face was flushed at this time, of course he didn't look back, not because he was being cool, but because he really didn't have the face to look back, if Ding Xiang's mother and daughter saw his current appearance, he would have to die of inferiority, he was born ugly Well, he has no choice but to dress like this despite being ugly, it is really unforgivable, he should be struck by a thunderbolt.

After the cook's daughter-in-law was stunned for a moment, she immediately turned around and ran away holding the frightened Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang curled up in the arms of the cook's daughter-in-law and shivered, shouting incessantly: "There is a boa constrictor, there is a boa constrictor..."

The tattooed man turned his head and glanced at Ding Xiang. That Voldemort hadn't cultivated a spiritual body yet, it was still a small idea, which is not something ordinary people can see.

But now is not the time to think about these things. For tattooed men, it is quite a surprise to meet this Voldemort. The general is not poisonous, and the idea that Voldemort belongs to the category of monsters, his magic weapon and god will be used to capture this Voldemort monster is simply perfect.

The tattooed man was motionless with his balls on his back, his eyes were shining brightly, and the Voldemort was also extremely shrewd, as if he had sensed the threat from the tattooed man, lurking underground without showing his head.

The corner of the tattooed man's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sneer. He stretched out his fingers and bit his lips, blood flowed out, and there was a smear on his forehead. A vertical eye.

A golden light that is difficult for ordinary people to see erupted from this vertical eye, and after scanning the ground for a moment, it froze. Under this golden light, at a depth of 20 meters underground, there was indeed a baby dragon gnashing its teeth lurking.

It's a pity that the Voldiron cub didn't know that he had been locked by the golden light, and was still preparing to observe the enemy's details before devouring him in one gulp.

After finding the Voldiosaurus cub, the tattooed man shouted: "Erlang, general, get rid of the filth!"

A gigantic snake exploded out of the Erlang Soushan Map on the tattooed man, and dived into the ground with a whoosh. Voldelon, who had been waiting for an opportunity, was startled when he saw the giant snake. Turn around and run away.

The god of decontamination is a big idea that condenses the spirit body, and Voldemort is just a small idea. The difference between the two is like a man in his prime and a childish urchin. When he sees a big idea, Voldiron naturally holds The tail ran away.

In fact, in terms of quality and growth space alone, Voldiron will have more room for growth in the future, and the two cannot be compared.

Although Chu Hui is a god general, but limited by his physical aptitude, if there is no great opportunity, the highest achievement can only be a god general.

And Voldemort is different, the dragon character on Voldemort's name is definitely not for nothing, it is a true descendant of the dragon clan, and the future achievements are limitless, as long as you continue to practice, you will not be killed or captured by others. Treasure, his achievement, even the sky can't stop it.

But Longyou Qianshui, at this time Voldiron is just a cub, and no matter how high his future achievements are, it has nothing to do with him now.

Zhu Yuanzhang will be the emperor in the future, but he may not have been beaten when he was a young beggar.

"What is that?" Eggy asked curiously.

The tattooed man smiled and said: "Good thing, a monster belonging to the dragon family, but unfortunately it's just a cub. But it will be different if it is confined to my search mountain map and raised for decades. Find a demon in the mountain map!"

Eggy didn't know much about these things, so she nodded understandingly.

At this time, the two vans drove back, Nalan Jinfeng got out of the car, and there were seven or eight men in black suits behind him.

The dead eyes of the tattooed man immediately fixed on the ghost horse with an empty expression.

In the eyes of tattooed men, the empty shell of a cultivator is also a good thing, which can be refined into meat treasures.

Cultivators can use meat treasures as avatars, lurking their thoughts in them to control the body. Of course, it is extremely difficult to refine a meat treasure, and it is often the path taken by crooked immortal cultivators.

For tattooed men who control hundreds of thousands of soldiers and generals with many thoughts, this kind of meat shell is very precious, and basically it can be used.

It is very difficult to get a complete flesh shell of a cultivator whose soul has been shattered. Unless the other party is willing, there must be a cultivator who can heal other people's wounds.

Immortal cultivators have the magical means to repair themselves, but not everyone has the magical power to heal other people's injuries.

This kind of supernatural power is not acquired through cultivation, it is often innate, even if it is not innate, it is instilled into the embryo by a master before birth, and the talent is poured into the embryo and conceived.

In short, this method is an innate supernatural power, not something that can be obtained through hard work the day after tomorrow.

Immortal cultivators who have just died are hard to find, and immortal cultivators with innate supernatural powers are even rarer.

The tattooed man couldn't help laughing, today seems to be a good day, that Voldemort and the body of this immortal cultivator are treasures that can't be touched normally.

Eggy felt the joy emanating from the tattooed man, and asked curiously: "Dirty! Are you so happy to see that woman?"

The tattooed man snorted.

"But this is going to be bad! There are so many of them. You can see that those black suits look like gangsters. They are all big and round. It seems that they can beat you ten without any problem."

Nalan Jinfeng's velvet coat was thrown on the car. At this time, she was wearing a clean tights, her long hair was tied up, her crystal-clear skin glistened, and she exuded a heroic posture.

Her eyes were still murderous at first, but when she saw the tattoo on the tattooed man, she had to narrow her eyes slightly, and said, "Erlang searches for the mountain map? Are you a hermit?"

The man with the tattoo was not too surprised that the other party knew the picture of Erlang Soushan on his body. After all, the existence that can organize immortal cultivators is not simple, and each of them is a giant.

Most of these organizations have thousands of years of inheritance. Perhaps the sect of cultivating immortals existed in the Qin and Han Dynasties, or it may be the Wendao sect formed in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

The vast majority of these family sects took advantage of the opportunity of Shen Xianfan's tearing up to go to the fairy world, and only deliberately left one or two branches for incense inheritance. Considering the current situation in the fairy world, they can be regarded as the best of these family sects. The predecessors had some foresight.

Each of these elite factions can be said to have a long history. It is not uncommon for a top existence among these people to be able to glimpse a few claws and half claws from the Erlang Soushan Map on his body.

The voice of the tattooed man was slightly hoarse, and he said: "The name of Dao Hermit has been passed down for at least 500 years, and now fewer and fewer people know this name, but unfortunately I am not the Dao Hermit who sells Dao. "

The sound of the Jing flute in the distance was getting closer and closer, Nalan Jinfeng said after thinking for a while, "Please give my regards to the Hermit of the Great Dao. I don't know what is the relationship between you and that pair of mother and daughter. Since what happened today You have made a move, no matter what, I will not hurt that mother and daughter again, the police are coming, there is no need for us to do it, right?"

The tattooed man didn't speak. Nalan Jinfeng took a deep look at the tattooed man, and then slowly backed away with the men in black suits behind him. Nalan Jinfeng never dared to take his eyes off the tattooed man.

The ugly young man lying on the tattooed man showed a surprised expression at this time. He never expected that this beggar-like weak guy who was carrying him was very famous. Seeing the expression of the woman opposite him, he seemed to be quite afraid of him.

The ugly boy suddenly asked, "That face of yours that scratched Lilac? I...I want him to die!" It was really not easy for a boy who had never had a bloody hand to say the latter word.At first, it was a little bit reluctant, but later on, the murderous intent of the ugly boy began to vent, and Ding Xiang was like the boy's relatives and sisters, and no one would allow anyone to hurt him in the slightest!

Nalan Jinfeng was about to retreat to the side of the car, at this moment she paused slightly, her eyes fixed on the ugly looking 'girl' wearing a pink skirt on the tattooed man's back.

Uncle Lin showed a ferocious look on his face, and then he glanced at the two men in black suits who were driving with Ding Xiang.

The man in the black suit playing with the knife immediately had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, then took a deep breath, and stood up with trembling legs.

The man in the black suit took a look at Nalan Jinfeng, knelt on the ground with a thud, bowed to Nalan Jinfeng, then turned around, facing the tattooed man and Eggy, with deep hatred in his eyes, fingertips With a spin, the dagger that once left a bloody gash on Lilac's cheek appeared in his hand.

Then the short knife cut the throat of the man in the black suit. The cut was so deep that it directly severed the bridge between heaven and earth on the spine. His neck was almost cut into two sections. Hot blood gushed out and splashed everywhere.

In this way, it can be regarded as an explanation to the tattooed man.

The cold light in Nalan Jinfeng's eyes flashed again and again, but it was fleeting, and then he waved his hand, and the Heishi decoration fairy behind him was about to get in the car.

The blood of the Heishi Immortal Decorator on the ground has not yet been sprayed out, and his body is still twitching. The tattooed man suddenly said, "Don't move the mother and daughter? I never believe the promise of the Immortal Cultivator."

Following the tattooed man's words, Nalan Jinfeng stopped boarding the car immediately, and fixed his eyes on the tattooed man.

Deceiving too much!

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