When Lin Hao thought that he was going to sleep with MengYue until the new year, he suddenly felt a violent fluctuation of spiritual power in the distance. Then he saw that there was a floating aura in the sky in the distance. The storm swept by, and it turned out to be a peerless sculpture flying over. Lin Hao fixed his eyes and saw the human faced scorpion tailed Falcon!

Yo, this is a good thing. It's not because the Falcon is a rare and precious monster. It's simply because of the food.

That's right. Unlike the ordinary medium level demon king, the human faced scorpion tailed Falcon can only be moderate in strength, and none of them is outstanding. As a demon king, normally speaking, it should have very strong racial talent.

For example, the Golden Lion King has the same enhancement means as the national war wolf, the Xuanjia turtle has super eight shells, and other demon Kings also have the talent instinct that has been strengthened to the top of the race. However, the human faced scorpion tailed falcon is very willful, not only does it not have any outstanding advantage over the flesh, but also does not show the racial talent it should have By virtue of the level of repression.

It's just so hot!

In fact, there is nothing powerful about it. Among the demon kings of the same level, it is the lowest level. Even the only threat Lin Hao can think of is that the scorpion tail of the human faced Falcon may be a little poisonous.

However, if you look back, Lin Hao's Xuanwu blood can be completely suppressed even if it is highly toxic. Lin Hao will only belch the most when he drinks three or five Jin of human face scorpion tailed falcon.

"Good guy, this hook has attracted such a good target. I'll add chicken legs to the evil emperor tonight!"

Lin Hao secretly praised himself that although the evil emperor was in the pimping business for the first time, he was really a pimp genius because he was able to achieve such a good goal.

Lin Hao here has sentenced the other party to death, but the human faced scorpion tailed Falcon has no number at all.

At the moment, the Falcon falls from the sky. Its broad wings are like a cloud covering the whole world. Although it is the bottom of the demon king, it is also a level five demon king. The momentum of the Falcon is very abundant.

What Lin Hao saw was that half of the world was gloomy, and the wind was raging everywhere. It was as if the wind had suddenly hung up between the heaven and the earth. What he was carrying was a word of great momentum.

"King of the golden lion?"

On this side, the human faced scorpion tailed Falcon doesn't know what happened. All he knows is that after the first world war yesterday, the smell of the king of the golden lion suddenly reappeared here. Strangely, the smell of the king of the golden lion was mixed with other flavors, and it didn't look like the king of the golden lion at all.

Anyway, this place is in the depth of the battlefield, and behind it is the base of monsters. Most of the monsters in Fenglin are gathered here. Does anyone dare to make a mistake here?

At the moment, the scorpion tailed Falcon doesn't mean to be alert at all. He still counsels a hammer at his own door, which is probably this kind of psychology.

As a result, the Falcon doesn't hide his own breath at the top of the mountain. He is as grand and magnificent as he wants to enter the stadium. When he enters the stadium, his eyes suddenly light up when he sees the evil emperor

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