World Destroying Demonic Emperor

"There are some places where the ointment can't be smeared. You can help me paint it." The tone of the night was very flat, as if it was a normal thing.

"Oh, good." It turned out to be this matter, Lan Ling took the ointment in her hand.

Then, he noticed the back of the night, the scars on the thighs, and the large pieces of blue and purple.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed his feelings, and then spread the ointment on his hands and smeared it on the wound behind the night.

"Yeah." Night stunned feathers slammed.

"Is it painful? I am lighter." Lanling Road.

"No, use force to let the medicine go deep into the muscles and bones."

Lan Ling suddenly worked harder to wipe the ointment one inch and one inch for the scar behind the night feather. And his gaze, forcing the greatest will, his eyes only on the scars of the night, but not to other places. But how can you not see it?

After a quarter of an hour, the ointment was finally applied.

Lan Ling was sweating all over the body, but it seemed to be more tired than hunting the giant snake. The heart should jump out of the throat.

"Well, you go out and wait for me for a while." The night was scared, and she said she climbed up straight.

Lanling seemed to be stunned and immediately turned and walked out.

......

100,000 Dashan, inside the poisonous snake tribe.

The black widow of the stunning stunner is bathing in the flower soup, and caressing every inch of her skin.

"Next." Her voice was really soft and beautiful, as if to melt people.

Suddenly, a tribal warrior pressed a human man into it, and he was handsome, almost one hundred.

The human man was full of fear. When he saw the black widow, he was completely shocked, and even completely forgot his fear.

There is such a beautiful woman in the world, this kind of stunner, let him get close, he is willing to live for ten years.

The beauty of the black widow fell on his fascinating face, and suddenly he said: "It’s okay to grow up, it’s just awkward, don’t.”

Suddenly, this human man was suddenly disappointed and directly dragged out.

Then, a tribal warrior stepped forward and slammed a knife directly on his throat, suddenly bursting out of blood, and he fell down directly to death.

The black widow disappointed and sighed: "Is this human? Isn't there a beautiful man, how can I **** blood? I haven't sucked blood for a few days, isn't there a super super handsome? Man, let me do another vampire bride?"

At this time, a tribal warrior came in quickly and held a secret channel in his hand: "The patriarch, a letter from the northern human kingdom, four feathers."

The black widow took the letter lazily and opened it, and immediately saw a portrait.

In the portrait, it is a very handsome and beautiful man. It is very vivid, and it is our Lanling (Sauron).

The black widow was beautiful and covered her chest. She was excited: "Lang Jun, my baby Lang Jun, I am coming! I am coming to you!"

......

Every day, Lan Ling and the nightly feathers went out to hunt for the beasts every day.

After the special intimacy that morning, the words of the two people became less, but the degree of tacit understanding increased significantly.

The night stunned feathers also found that the Lanling cultivation method is very weird. It is very keen on hunting and killing different animals, but it is not for increasing the shooting experience, but for another purpose, but she never asks.

Whenever she had the chance, she still had to take two showers every day, but she no longer warned Lanling every time. Of course, Lanling never peeks. Moreover, he should have seen it before, and he has all read it.

However, during the next period of hunting, there was no luck in hunting the blood-horned snake.

Most of the hunters are ordinary beasts, almost one level with the blood cloud leopard, the blood dragon power exceeds the flaming red bull, but it is not very high.

With the increase in the number of hunting, Lan Ling's mental locking target is getting farther and farther, and it has been able to lock in the target of shooting 55 meters away.

In the beginning, hunting blood cloud leopards requires four or five arrows, but now it is an arrow, up to two arrows.

In this way, he can kill more than a dozen different beasts every day, and every day, he devours Dragon Power.

Lanling’s arm strength has also been raised. On the third day after hunting the giant snake, it broke through 180 kilograms.

On the eighth day, it broke through 190 pounds.

On the 20th day, it broke through 200 pounds.

However, after breaking through two hundred pounds, it seems that it is much harder to improve the power.

The increase in the dragon power of the venomous blood cloud leopard and other beasts has been very weak, and even dozens of hundreds can not be promoted.

The second phase of hunting, a whole month has passed.

At this time, there are still twenty-seven days from the graduation exam.

Lanling's arm strength is still stuck in two hundred kilograms, and there is still one hundred kilograms away from the target.

The mental locking distance is only a breakthrough of 65 meters, and then it is difficult to enter. And the goal he has to accomplish is at least one hundred and fifty meters.

Now Lan Ling knows how difficult it is to break through the second-level samurai shooter. At this rate, it is difficult to break through within a year, let alone less than a month.

......

Another day of hunting is over, and now the wild animals are really difficult to bring more breakthroughs to Lanling.

The night stunned feathers were kneeling on the legs of Lanling and massaged him whole body.

Every night, she will stretch the muscles and massage the muscles.

After the back massage was completed, then Lan Ling suddenly felt a sinking, soft, and a bullet.

It turned out that the night stunned feathers sat directly on his waist, and suddenly the heart of Lanling jumped and the breath was rushing.

This, this night, the feathers are too far away, and her **** is so round, so bombing, so sitting on his waist, not afraid that he can not stand.

The night stunned down and slammed the legs of Lanling with his fists, as if he didn't feel anything wrong.

"Sauron, there are still twenty-seven days from the graduation exam, and it takes at least seven days to get on the road, so there are only twenty days." Night shocked: "At present, it seems to break through the second-class samurai shooter within 20 days." It’s impossible, what do you do?”

When this was said, Lan Ling suddenly lost all his thoughts.

Yes, it seems completely impossible to break through the second-level samurai shooter for the twenty-seventh day. It is completely impossible to win the noble warrior medal.

The strength of the arm is a hundred kilograms away from the target, and the mental strength is farther apart.

After a long time, Lanling said: "Not at the last moment, I will not give up."

"Well..." The night was not talking, but continued to climb down and began to massage Lanling's calves.

At this point, her entire upper body was almost pressed against Lanling, and Lanling accelerated her heart rate again.

Then, the whole tent fell into silence.

"Why didn't you ever ask me and Tuoba's things?"

Lan Ling thought for a while and asked: "Do you like him very much?"

Who knows, after the question was asked, the night was not heard, and it was completely quiet.

A trip to Lanling, is this question so difficult to answer?

Then, the night horror suddenly turned over and slammed the body of Lanling.

His heart is violently jumping. What is this going to do?

"Be careful, there are enemies outside." The night feathers whispered in his ear: "Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen..."

Counting back, the night stunned no more, because the enemy is so many, so that her mental strength can not be sensed to lock so many goals.

"Prepare..." The night was whispering, and then gradually embraced Lanling.

"run……"

Then, the night-stricken feathers rushed out of the tent, holding the horse and rushing straight out.

Under the moonlight, Lan Ling clearly saw that hundreds of shadows were slowly surrounding his tent.

These people are wearing scalp, their faces are ugly, nearly two meters high, their eyes are narrow, their noses are collapsed, their heads are scattered, their bodies are full of tattoos, their faces are pierced with holes, gold and silver are stuffed inside, and other metals are alive.

In short, this group of people is better like a beast than a human being. Lan Ling suddenly realized that this is the barbarian of the 100,000 mountains. It is no wonder that the Wrath Kingdom is not worried that some people will use the fake barbarian to take the plunge because these barbarians are completely different from the human kingdom and cannot be faked.

These barbarian warriors saw the night-stricken feathers riding over and rushed over, suddenly burst into a slap, and then speeded up and rushed.

In front of the horses in the night, there were a dozen barbarian warriors blocking them, holding a terrible long knife in their hands and madly coming to the stables.

Lanling sat in front of the night's horror, and immediately bent and bowed.

"Hey..."

This distance, such a big goal, does not need to aim at all, and immediately shot three arrows.

A terrible, three barbarian soldiers were killed.

At the same time, the body's black stars squirmed and swallowed the blood of their bodies.

After he killed three, there were still a dozen barbarian soldiers in front, smashing toward the war horse.

Do not kill, just kill the horse.

I saw a night of stunned feathers, and the scimitar slammed out in the hand.

Suddenly, like a curved lightning, all the mission barbarian warriors in front of the road were killed and their heads fell.

Longli crit, screaming to kill more than a dozen people.

At this time, Lanling clearly felt that the energy of the dragon blood of the ten barbarian warriors was floating from the body. However, because it wasn't for him, the demon star couldn't swallow it at all, watching the dragon's energy completely dissipate and return it to the world.

This moment of hard work, the dozens of barbarians who were blocked in front of the road were killed cleanly, and the night-sounding feathers took Lanling and quickly rushed out of the encirclement.

Behind him, hundreds of barbarians, chasing after madness.

Lan Ling rounded the body of the surprised feathers, bent his bow and took the arrow, and frantically shot the arrow at the chasing man behind him.

"Hey..."

At a distance of forty or fifty meters, he has completely and easily locked his aim, almost every hundred.

"Hey..."

The barbarians fell one after another, and despite a few tens of meters, the demon star still swallowed the blood of these barbarians.

Devouring, swallowing, swallowing! Crazy devouring!