Dragon Soul Pill Emperor

Overcast clouds, murderous intent surged.

A strong sense of oppression sank and soon enveloped this area.

People raised their heads and looked up, feeling a sense of depression.

Lin Hao's eyes were cold, condescendingly overlooking the crowd, looking for those familiar figures.

Soon, he noticed the chubby on Qin Yulong's back.

That pale face was hit hard at first glance.

The icy gaze wandered, but after all, he couldn't find the figure of the monk.

Xi Yan beside her was even more worried, closing her eyes to perceive the killing aura.

"call out--"

Lin Hao swooped down suddenly, and Xi Yan followed closely behind and fell beside You Ruo's trio.

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but back away.

Not only was he shocked by Lin Hao's strong killing intent, but also the imperial aura that Xi Yan revealed.

"Little fat, tell me who hurt you like this!" Lin Hao said solemnly.

Xiaopang smiled bitterly, and then looked at Fan Yipei on the Mount Magneto.

"Hahaha good, it's Ben Shao!"

Fan Yipei laughed wildly, his expression was extremely triumphant: "The surnamed Lin, came here just right, this place today is your burial place!"

Lin Hao's eyes were cold, he locked on Fan Yipei, and said indifferently: "The grievances between us, you shouldn't touch my brother!"

"Hehe, it will be death sooner or later, why bother back?" Fan Yipei sneered, disapproving.

At this time, an evil aura came out from the base of Magneto-Sacred Mountain.

Lin Hao's pupils shrank slightly and frowned slightly. This unusually evil feeling seemed to be familiar.

"Isn't it?" Lin Hao already thought of the result, and asked You Ruo busy: "Where is the monk?"

"Just below the black mountain!" You Ruo sighed.

"This guy won't be enchanted again!" Lin Hao whispered softly.

Suddenly noticed the blood flowing backwards from the ground cracks, converging towards the bottom of the sacred mountain of magnetism.

"Monk!"

Lin Hao shouted, and his figure flashed immediately.

Nine steps!

As soon as the exquisite Movement Technique came out, the phantoms continued again and again, and the whole person slew towards Fan Yipei like a smart dragon.

"Swish—"

The gust of wind whizzed past, and Lin Hao's figure suddenly appeared on the sacred mountain of magnetism.

He put his fingers together, and the golden sword light spouted from his fingertips with a sudden stroke.

One sword forever!

A golden Sword Qi burst out, growing in an arc, straight to Fan Yipei on the top of the mountain.

Feeling the strong killing aura contained in Sword Qi, Fan Yipei couldn't help but move slightly.

He knew how terrifying Lin Hao's strength was.

At the moment Sword Qi swept across, Fan Yipei had no plans to fight with it, and retreated quickly.

With so many people here, avoiding their edge is the kingly way.

"Huh!" Fan Yipei's figure flickered and quickly disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already fifty meters away.

After Yijian forced Fan Yipei back, Lin Hao took advantage of the situation and came to the foot of the Magneto-Sacred Mountain.

boom!

A violent tremor came out, and it seemed that something giant was about to come out under the Magneto-Sacred Mountain.

Lin Hao hurriedly stopped when he saw this.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the Magnetic Essence Mountain slowly moved upward.

Immediately afterwards, the tyrannical aura of the killing monk gushed crazily along the seam of the ground.

"This" Fan Yipei in the distance was directly dumbfounded.

This is not dead, even trying to hold up the tens of thousands of kilograms of Magneto Divine Mountain.

What kind of monster is this?

"what"

Accompanied by a roar, the killing monk lifted his hands in a gesture of support and directly lifted the majestic mountain.

At this moment, his body was covered with black magic patterns.

The whole body is surrounded by black energy, like a series of evil floods.

"Sure enough, it's in a half-devil state!" Lin Hao whispered softly, a look of worry appeared on his face.

The most primitive power of the demons is beyond the control of ordinary people.

Even if it is based on the most orthodox Dharma, it is difficult to fully control it.

Fortunately, the killing monk had no magic lines above his neck, and he barely remained awake.

During this short period of time, the killing monk bent his knees slightly, and immediately used his force to directly throw the huge magnetism sacred mountain out.

Yuanci Shenshan drew an arc in the air and fell directly into the crowd.

Bang!

The thick voice sounded, and the whole earth was shaken.

In an instant, the sound of wailing was endless.

Twenty or thirty people were directly smashed into fleshy by Yuanci Shenshan, and the red blood stained the earth.

"Close!" Fan Yipei hand-seals with both hands, the magnetism god mountain shrinks rapidly and flies towards him.

"Qiang!" The killing monk stretched out his hand, and the killing knife on the ground instantly returned to his hand.

Immediately, his figure flashed and rushed directly into the crowd.

"Monk." Lin Hao wanted to stop him from being impulsive, but when he saw the strength of the Ninth Stage that killed the soul, he gave up immediately.

Realm spanned such a short time, it seemed that it had absorbed Long Yuan.

Coupled with the half-devil state, the ordinary king realm is not his opponent.

At this point, Lin Hao directly locked onto Fan Yipei.

At this time, Fan Yipei was moving through the crowd, and had no plans to fight Lin Hao head-on.

"Huh, do you want to be a turtle?"

Lin Hao sneered, and immediately speeded up and swept forward.

Huh!

A wind sounded, and Zhao Long's figure suddenly stood in front of Lin Hao.

"The Underworld Shura, don't think that daddy doesn't know, your rumored imperial realm is just a bluff!"

Zhao Long joked and smiled gloomily.

Lin Hao recognized this person as the little leader of Tsing Yi Danwei transferred by Tong's grandmother.

"Get out!" Lin Hao shouted in a deep voice, burning with anger in his heart.

In the face of this person's obstruction, there is no intention to slow down in the slightest.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Long's expression sank, and immediately pushed out with a fierce palm.

"Boom!" The raging palm strength rushed towards Lin Hao like a rolling tsunami.

Lin Hao's eyes flickered with a strange green light, and a residual sword appeared in his hand while turning his hands.

Under the Consummation Sword intent, the aura of killing was soaring, and it was slashed with a random sword.

"call out!"

The dazzling sword light stretched toward the front, reaching several tens of meters in an instant.

Bang bang bang! !

The surging palm strength and bright sword light swelled fiercely, and bursts of sound came out.

Under Zhao Long's horrified gaze, he saw Consummation Sword intent smashed and smashed, breaking through the waves of heavy palms all the way.

The dazzling sword light was infinitely magnified in Zhao Long's eyes.

"What a strong Sword intent!"

Zhao Long's heart was shocked, and he immediately mobilized his original strength, directly attracted the people close to him, and threw it into the dazzling sword light.

Pouch!

The blood suddenly appeared, and the Ninth Stage Practitioner of the Yuan Dan realm died unexplainably.

The end was extremely miserable, and the bright sword light strangled it into several segments, leaving only a blood mist.

"He is cruel, and even own's subordinates don't hesitate to sacrifice!"

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes, staring at the blood mist in front of him.

The blood mist suddenly surged, and Zhao Long's figure suddenly shot out from it.

"Die!" Zhao Long swelled his sleeves and punched with all his strength.

The violent Yuan Li turned into a horrible beam of fist strength and directly blasted towards Lin Hao.

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