She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 237 His Strength 2
A thunder came suddenly
Hua Rong dodged sideways and easily avoided it.

I saw that the thunder was so straight on the ground, splitting a crack in the ground, and the current flashed.

This thunder is not even counted as an appetizer, and there are continuous lightning flashes!

Every time, Hua Rong was able to dodge easily, and then disregarded the lightning that split the ground into a mess.

Trapped in the square, the demon cultivators with unparalleled casualties stared wide-eyed.

Watching the "comrades in arms" who rushed up to give away their heads one after another were knocked down.

Some were transformed into their original forms, and some were burned to a pile of ashes.

Huarong is like cutting watermelon, one knife at a time.

Come to a pair of fire!

Zhou Ling glanced at the sky dully, and Hua Rong looked away with just one glance, and smiled.

A faint smile flashed by, and with a wave of his sleeve, he cut the neck of the sneak attacking Yaoxiu with a knife.

Hua Rong lifted the goat's head and threw it casually with a cold brow.

The goat's head spun a few times in the air and then rolled down to the bottom of the cliff without even an echo.

The square was completely silent, and the entire space was filled with the vibrations of thunder and thunder splitting the sky and the earth!
There are only dozens of remnants and defeated generals left on the ground, led by the Black Dragon King and Mingzhu.

Staring closely at the figure in mid-air.

Can't kill him.
Immortality is so powerful!

The Black Dragon King and Mingzhu looked at Huarong's indifferent killing appearance, and at the same time had a bold idea in their hearts:

If you drink his blood and eat his flesh
Is it possible to live as long as heaven and earth?

At first, they held the idea of ​​using the power of the Three Realms to capture him, and imprisoned him in the bottom of the windless sea, this time for ten thousand years!
Now, once the strange idea was formed, they looked at Hua Rong like a hungry wolf, their eyes sparkling.

Hua Rong glanced at them coldly, raised his eyebrows, he was too familiar with this look.

For thousands of years, all the playmates, friends, and brothers he met who later betrayed him saw him in this way.

The Moxiu man brought Zhou Ling and Zhou Aiai to the Black Dragon King.

"grown ups"

Lien Chan, the Black Dragon King, is about two meters tall, with a burly figure and a majestic square face. A vertical line on his forehead is the eye of the sky.

His figure was as fast as lightning, and Zhou Ling and Zhou Aiai were lifted into the air with his shot.

His robes were flying, and he laughed loudly against the deafening thunder.

The hoarse and rough voice could be heard clearly from all over Beiyuan.

"Huarong, a sister-in-law who adores you, and a woman you love, what do you say?"

Lien Chan dragged aside a little girl to gossip about Master Ling Wang

As a result, the monks who watched the excitement in every corner opened their spiritual consciousness one after another.

Chi Mo clutched his heart, thrust his sword into the white jade platform, and leaned his whole body on the two disciples beside him.

He coughed heavily twice, forcing out a little blood.

Scarlet liquid trickled down the corner of his mouth.

The former film star played his weakness after a big defeat vividly.

"Master!"

"Master!"

On one side, a big disciple frowned, looking anxious.

Chi Mo waved his hand, "Nothing"

The two disciples were still worried, and one of them said: "I'll go to Qingling to find the head of Qingqiu!"

Chi Mo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and he didn't care about the "excessive injury", so he directly swept the stunned disciple over with his spiritual power.

That imposing appearance and the one who was so weak that he had to be supported just now, it seems that he is not the same person?

"You! Serve me right here!"

The stunned head nodded, looked at Chi Mo's stern face, and looked confusedly at his companion who was also dumbfounded.

in the air
Hua Rong glanced at Zhou Ling, the puppet who couldn't even cry well, and Zhou Aiai, who had been blown away from the wicker hat and hood.

Hua Rong looked at Lien Chan expressionlessly and said a word.

Lien Chan's expression looked like dry land, cracked in pieces.

"Then kill it"

　Zhou Ling: Hua Rong saw through my puppet at a glance!
　　Hua Rong: I can recognize you as a sow at a glance!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)