Dragon Soul Pill Emperor

Twilight is approaching.

After the draw, Lin Hao and others returned to the restaurant.

The third round of the game will be held tomorrow, and the schedule is very reasonable.

Give the remaining forty-four people a night of rest, so that they won't be too tired in the next game.

In the secluded room, Lin Hao was running the Dragon Soul Technique, keeping himself at its peak at all times.

For this Dragon Tiger Conference, he spent nearly two months to restore all the remaining three dragon souls.

At this moment, the four dragon souls surrounded him, greedily absorbing the Spiritual Qi in the air.

At midnight, outside the Juxiang Building.

A trace of Ruo Ruo Wu permeated, hovering around Lin Hao's room from time to time.

"Huh?" Lin Hao frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, a flash of cold light flashed across his deep eyes.

There was a spiritual formation in the room, so he didn't pay attention to it at first, only if there was a Practitioner passing by.

It's a pity to turn a blind eye, but to encourage the arrogance outside.

In a short while, Lin Hao had already noticed that there was a lot of more aura outside.

"Finally can't help but want to do it?"

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then with a big wave of his hand, a ray of pure vitality urged out.

squeak--

With a slight abnormal noise, the window of the room opened wide, and Lin Hao flew out.

"Shoo!" With a strong dance of wind, Lin Hao's figure fell on a railing of the restaurant.

Looking around in the moonlight in the vast night.

There was no one everywhere, and all the aura of the talent disappeared. It seems that the hidden Cultivation Techniques are all good.

At this time, a breath suddenly leaked from a distance, which was clearly transmitted to Lin Hao's perception.

In this case, the fool knew that the enemy was getting him to the bait.

However, Lin Hao just smiled indifferently, and flew out directly, chasing in the direction where the breath came from.

This is not the tiger, but the result of his serious thoughts.

The Dragon Tiger Conference is not over yet, it is the most lively time in Xingyue City.

There are no fewer than a few imperial realm powerhouses in the city. If someone dares to send an imperial realm Practitioner to assassinate, even if the aura is restrained, the other imperial realms will be aware of it in battle.

At this time, assassinating contestants, no matter who they are, will fall into public criticism.

It is not the same if it is below the imperial realm. At most, it is considered a small friction in the place where the Practitioner gathers.

After all, this kind of thing is not uncommon in every event, and it will not jump out to be nosy.

Just after a moment of thinking, Lin Hao figured out the key.

It was expected that it would never be the imperial realm Practitioner, so he pursued it without hesitation.

This mind is really terrifying.

Under the vast moonlight, Lin Hao followed all the way, and swiftly shuttled through the roofs of the city.

From time to time, there was breath coming from the front, as if he was afraid that he would be lost, deliberately using breath to lead the way.

Not long after, Lin Hao fell on the wall in the east of the city.

This is where the breath finally disappears, and it is obvious that the other party is ready to do something here.

Lin Hao stood on the high wall, letting the cold wind beat him.

The exquisite blood-red python robe is hunting.

"Huhu."

Except for the howling night wind, there was nothing unusual around him.

Lin Hao understood in his heart that this was the tranquility before the storm.

I saw dark clouds in the sky, and the rain was about to come.

At this moment, a bright lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the night sky.

"Boom!" Then a thunder blasted the sky, covering up all the voices in the world.

In the howling wind, a black arrow cut through the sky and suddenly shot from Lin Hao's right side.

The speed is as fast as a meteor in the night sky.

At this moment, Lin Hao's perception had reached its maximum.

Finally, under this unfavorable time and place, a very weak murderous aura was captured.

In a hurry, Lin Hao turned sideways slightly, his right hand suddenly protruding out, shooting like electricity.

In an instant, the black arrow had reached the center of his brow.

The wind was like a knife, his skin hurt, and Lin Hao's hand was about to grab the black arrow.

Suddenly, his deep pupils shrank, and he found that the arrow close at hand was covered with purple venom.

"Despicable!" Lin Hao cursed secretly in his heart, and a wisp of Sword Qi burst out of his palm.

"Boom!" The sharp Sword Qi hit the black arrow with precision, and instantly exploded into pieces in front of his face.

Lin Hao's eyes were quick and fast, and while tilting his head, he covered it with the sleeve of his left arm, which saved his handsome face.

When he lowered his arm, four black figures suddenly appeared around him.

All four were dressed in tight black clothes, three men and one woman.

One of them is holding a large bow, and it is obvious that the arrow just came from him.

Lin Hao turned his eyes slightly, and soon found a familiar face, it was the ghost foot that lost to him on the battlefield during the day.

The breath of the other two is also somewhat familiar, surprisingly it is Guishou and Murong.

Four of the gold medal killers of the blood knife gate came all at once. It seemed that they had lost their blood, and they were determined to keep Lin Hao here.

In the face of the four people with horrible killing intent, Lin Hao's expression was as usual, and there was no one to be afraid of.

He lifted his eyes slightly, and glanced at the sky filled with dark clouds.

Tick!

A drop of rain quietly fell on his face, icy cold and bleak.

The next moment, thunder and thunder, lightning and thunder, stormy.

Obviously, this storm, thunder and heavy rain, was created deliberately by an expert in order to cover people's eyes and ears.

"How about coming prepared?" Lin Hao sneered in his heart, letting the heavy rain fall on him.

An aura of killing quietly bloomed and swept across the four in an instant.

"Boom!" The cold killing intent violently collided in the air, and the big raindrops seemed to freeze.

When the killing intent climbed to the highest point, the two sides of the confrontation instantly moved in unison.

"Shoo!" Murong Yuanli bloomed, and countless Flying Daggers cut through the rain curtain and flew towards Lin Hao.

The two brothers Guishou Guizu also made moves at the same time.

A big ghostly hand smashed directly behind Lin Hao.

And that young man is just like a full moon, waiting for the opportunity.

As long as Lin Hao reveals a trace of flaws, the sword of vitality that is full of momentum will instantly penetrate his body.

When it seemed like a dead end, Lin Hao took a deep breath, and the pure and vigorous vitality instantly concentrated in his chest.

When the fierce killer moves from all directions approached, he suddenly let out a roar that resounded across the sky.

Tianlongbo!

"Roar!" Under the thunder and lightning, it was like an ancient thunder dragon roaring and roaring.

Suddenly, the rolling sound waves are like ripples in the water, instantly sweeping out in all directions.

The propagation speed of sound is comparable to the speed of light, with the latter coming first, and quietly entering the ears of the four.

Hum——

For a brief moment, the brains of the four of them buzzed, and all of them lost consciousness.

And those blooming attacks, without the support of the body, also freeze.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Hao stepped out, like a dragon.

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