The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

But for Chu Heng, now that he knew who the mysterious black-robed man was, he had a countermeasure in an instant.

Chu Heng even felt a little sorry for the beast god, and said in a flat voice.

"I've heard the name of the Beast God a long time ago. Back then, Linglong Miko created you with all her powers of good fortune. Thinking about it now, it's still amazing."

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"Do you know her?" A complex expression suddenly appeared on the face of the man in black robe, with resentment, love, and memories, his face fluctuated from bright to dark, gnashing his teeth one second, but trapped in memories the next second.

"Of course I know her." Chu Heng said in a flat tone, "In the legends of this world, Linglong Priestess is the one who fascinates me the most. She has almost reached the top in witchcraft. After her, there is no Man can create living things out of thin air."

Speaking of this, Chu Heng's eyes turned to the beast god, "Am I right?"

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Chu Heng's words were from the bottom of his heart.

The power of witchcraft and the beauty of good fortune are vividly displayed in Linglong's hands.

Even though Chu Heng had never met such a person, he was still fascinated by it.

Chu Heng has never admired anyone, but Linglong, the witch, made him feel from the bottom of his heart that she is an unrivaled genius.

"Linglong! Linglong!"

The Beast God roared the name twice in succession, the blood in his eyes flickered.

The expression was somewhat nostalgic, but also somewhat resentful.

Maybe even Beast God himself doesn't know how he feels about this name.

"Beast God, seeing you, I was thinking, how strong is that Linglong's method?" Chu Heng suddenly felt a sense of longing.

But these words fell into the ears of the Beast God, but it had a different taste, and the Beast God suddenly sneered.

"You want to see her method?"

The Beast God's eyes on Chu Heng suddenly changed, as if he was looking at an enemy with a deep hatred, almost roaring at the top of his lungs!

"You think that with some adventures and some people's praise, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with her."

"No no!"

"No one can compare to her, no one can compare to her!"

"Again, no one can match her!".

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Chapter One Thousand and Eighty Seven

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In the heart of the Beast God, Linglong is supreme even in the face of deep hatred. kuuhuu

The Beast God looked at Chu Heng coldly,

"Since you want to see it, then I'll tell you how strong she is!"

"She left, leaving me alone, but I want this world, and I will always remember her reputation!"

What the Beast God said was true. Although the Linglong Mistress was tyrannical, it was unheard of for people in the Central Plains.

If Chu Heng hadn't known the original book, he wouldn't have known that there was such an extraordinary woman who had appeared among the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

the reason is simple.

First of all, Linglong is not a person who likes fame. She has spent her whole life in southern Xinjiang, and has never walked out of the [-] "five-three-three" mountain.

Secondly, Linglong's talent is really too strong. When she became enlightened, she was only a few dozen years old, and when she created the beast god, she was only a hundred years old.

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It seemed that he was moved by Chu Heng's words.

And it seems that at this moment, my heart is full of the figure of that woman.

I saw the beast god laughing and roaring, but the black smoke behind him gradually faded and turned into wisps of green smoke. kuuhuu

The green smoke was lingering, and it was really the figure of a woman.

She stood quietly behind the beast god, didn't speak, but looked forward gently.

It seemed that all eyes were on the beast god.

This is not the power of the beast god.

It was the imprint left on him by Linglong Miko.

Chu Heng stared at the figure, but found that the beast god had already started to tremble.

The beast god's eyes were much gentler. Although he didn't look back, he seemed to see the gentle gaze behind him.

"Let's fight side by side one more time."

The black smoke on the beast god's body suddenly turned into a mysterious light, and a brilliance like ink emerged.

But the phantom behind him emitted a white radiance, which was incomparably pure, and fell on him glisteningly.