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In ancient times, the fierce animals were extremely poor.

It was born in accordance with the way of heaven and nourished by human evil thoughts - evil beasts.

No longer hesitating, the old man in blue robe got up from the ground again. Beyond the eyes of the people, he forced his nearly dry meridians to burst out spiritual power again and forced his body to fly upward.

It's already very slow. To be exact, you can't even say it's flying. You just take yourself up.

"Stop him!" Lin Hao immediately yelled. His soul burst out and flew to the old man in blue robe.

With his ability of exploration, he knew that the old man in purple robe was still alive, but it was just not dead. If the old man in blue robe went like this, he would never come back alive!

But the other party is aware of something, suddenly a smile on his face, eyes also toward Lin Hao, with his eyes looking up at a collision.

It was this casual look that made Lin Hao stunned for a moment. His climbing soul power suddenly gave him a meal. The old man in blue robe waved his robe to shake his sleeve and flew away in response to the strange blood.

Lin Hao always looks disgusted. He always treats Yu Wenhu as his younger brother, but it's also a bad thing for everyone to do together, and the good for everyone to share together.

For the sake of this fat tiger, he can go through the whole canglan Dynasty, or he can openly challenge Yao Guang and make friends with his brother.

If this poor strange ate Yu Wen Hu in front of him, would Lin Hao let others stop him? Would he listen to the so-called saying, is it better to live than to die?

He won't.

No matter whether he is dead or alive, Lin Hao will do his best to peel off the beast's skin and drink with its skull. It's not like death to torment the other person, and it can't solve his hatred.

That's what the old man in blue thought.

He opened his arms and let poor Qi swallow himself. In the dark, he chewed his legs. However, he still grasped the silk thread in his hand and found the dying old man in purple.

The other side has no temperature, only the mouth is still spitting blood, eyes have been white.

The blue robed old man held each other's wrists, and the silk thread stabbed into their skin instantly, and got into their meridians. His face changed and he bowed down in pain, but he still clenched his teeth and connected their meridians together.

"You and my brothers, how to say, are also eight level emperor." The old man in the blue robe said jokingly, and then he lay down tired and closed his eyes.

"If we don't teach this beast a lesson, won't we let the younger generation look down on us?"

The familiar wave, as the master of the evil emperor, Lin Hao could not understand more.

I saw a dazzling fire burst out from between the poor and strange lips and teeth, with a huge spiritual power, directly cut off its sharp teeth, even half of the mouth were fried bloody.

The sharp roar of anger burst out from its throat, but it turned into a hoarse howl in half. The bloody head hung down in pain, and the broken half of the face could not stop bleeding. Even the spine had been bent up in pain, and the huge body was close to the ground.

The blood can hardly be said to drip, but it is like a waterfall, constantly slapping on the ground, dyed the boots on people's feet, a robe or armor, even the hair is all scarlet blood.