Battling Records of the Chosen One

"What happened here?"

A group of black scorpion dog strong, sitting high above the spirit ride, eyes stunned, surrounded by this area, water leaks.

The night is deep and the atmosphere is depressed.

In the distance, there are some of their companions, who are looking for clues in the devastating battlefield.

If the wind language family is the most well-informed group in the ancient wilderness area, then the keen sense of smell of the black-headed dog family is unique, but no one can be escaped by the enemy they are eyeing.

The opening is a young man in a black cloak, with a fair complexion, a handsome face, a sly sly, and a cold and cruel taste.

His name is Yu Dong, the leader of this team.

Hua Qingchi and others looked uncertain, and they were all cold. They didn’t even think that the devil-like teenager just walked away, and then came a more vicious role.

Blackbirds!

This is a huge ethnic group that has caused countless strong people in the ancient wilderness to talk and change. The means are **** and savage, killing and arrogant, and it can be said that it is full of evil and full of poison.

Even some ancient Taoism, do not want to have an intersection with this ethnic group.

puff!

Seeing no one answered, Xiaodong smiled a little, and in the next moment, he suddenly raised a narrow blood knife with sharp teeth.

The blood is flashing, and a **** head is thrown out!

It was a great monk who had been ravaged by the wheel. He had already suffered heavy blows in the previous slaughter, and he was so weak that he could not resist it and was directly killed.

The blood flow is like a waterfall, the scarlet is hot, and Hua Qingchi and others are screaming, and they are angry and stunned. They never thought that the other party would kill if they didn’t agree!

The coldness and bloodiness of the black-headed dog family can be seen.

"Our time is precious, I hope you can cooperate with some."

The sound of the winter is low, with a cruel and cold taste. "If not, you are afraid that one can't live."

Hua Qingchi was stunned and angered to the extreme. But he finally sighed and said: "We just wanted to ambush a target here, but I never thought about it. It attracted a mysterious master, which caused us to suffer heavy losses. One of the elders in Lianzongmen was unfortunately robbed..."

He looked mournful and angry, full of grievances, but did not mention Lin Xun, but instead of killing the murderer of the elder grandson Sun Hao, instead of being a "mysterious master."

puff!

After listening to the winter, I was expressionless, but I slashed my head again with a knife and said: "I have to listen to the truth."

Another person died!

This made Hua Qingchi all want to collapse, feel the despair and anger that has never been seen before, and their Lingbi faction is also known as the big faction in Huo Lingzhou.

But now, the elders of their martial art are like grass and mustard, and they are unceremoniously degrading their heads. This is undoubtedly the biggest contempt and trample on them!

"Kill it! My spirits sent the elders to death, and now they have suffered heavy losses. The old man has long since refused to live!" Hua Qingchi got up and glared at the winter.

In the winter, the eyes of the enchanting luster were stunned, and he immediately smiled: "Yes, it is me, and I will not cover the enemy at this time."

As he said, he waved his hand and ran in a hurry under the ruins of the battlefield.

"How?" asked Dongdong.

His subordinates said: "According to the clues left over here, it is certain that just now, there is a half-step king who died. The murderer should have used some kind of horrible treasure, killing the enemy..."

There are some movements in the winter, and the coldness of the scorpion is surging: "No wonder the movement that has just been made will be so big. It turns out that there is a confrontation between the half-step kings... Can you determine the identity of the murderer?"

Shaking his head: "There are too few clues to determine."

At this time, a black scorpion dog strongman on the battlefield in the distance seemed to find something, and called: "Winter singer, there is a trace of the little scorpion left here!"

Suddenly, a group of black-and-white Tengu strong people sitting on the spirit ride swayed and smashed the horrible murder.

The winter scorpion stared at Hua Qingchi for the first time, and took out a picture in his hand and unfolded in the void. He said, "Old guy, have you seen this girl?"

On the scroll, a picture of a childish and beautiful girl is depicted, her eyes are large and clear, and her eyes are beautiful.

Hua Qingchi and others are all staying, feeling confused and unbelievable. Is it that the black scorpion dog strongman appears here, just to chase such a girl?

Only the lack of Korean language has become somewhat unnatural, and he recognizes that this is the summer bug!

Almost at the same time, he felt a sharp and sturdy scorpion instantly locked himself, making him a stiff, screaming bad.

Seeing the winter face with no expression: "Let's talk."

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Winter gaze glared at Han Yan's lack of half a voice, and then he regained his gaze. He immediately ordered: "The message to the young master, the target appeared here, and did not escape with Yan Wenjun!"

Hey!

Not long after, a dazzling **** fireworks rushed up and was fascinating in the night.

This is the "Lingxun Blood Flower", a unique treasure of the Black Skull Tengu people, with the magical effect of a thousand miles of communication.

In just a moment, a black arrogant was squatted by eight black-skinned Tengu strong men, traversing the void.

"Seen the Lord!"

Suddenly, everyone including Dongdong stopped their movements and bowed to the ceremony. The scene was actually the ultimate in Zhuangsu.

"The little girl escaped from here?"

In the black pride, a light and elegant voice sounded.

"It should be!"

"Oh, this woman of Yan Wenjun really does not give up, thinking that as long as the little girl is alive, will there be a chance to reverse the fate of their family? Unfortunately, their Qingqi Tianhu's gas is absolutely out, destined to be back. Little days!"

In the black arrogance, the laughter sounded uncomfortable. "And this time there is a ‘big man’ shot, then there is no longer a way to live!”

"Less Lord, according to our analysis, the girl should have just left, and there has been a war in this place. There is a mysterious figure who is suspected of being a half-step king."

Dong Dong said, "We suspect that it is very likely that this mysterious figure took the girl."

"Half-step king?"

In the black pride, there was a shocking voice. "I didn't expect that Wen Wenjun was so embarrassed, but he could still ask for a half-step king."

"However, this struggle is destined to be in vain. Don't say that the half-step king is a true king. If you dare to hinder our actions, you must pay the price of your life!"

This remark is very casual, but it reveals an invisible arrogance.

"In any case, this gimmick is the body of the 'Xuanhu's blood'. After all, the physique is extremely rare. In the whole age of the Qingqiu fox, only a few people have these physiques. Once they rise, they are doomed. Will have immeasurable horror power."

The young master said: "Fortunately, this girl has not awakened this power. Although there are not many threats, it can be a hidden danger. This time it must be erased."

Speaking of this, he did not hesitate, and told him: "Get started, this girl has already become the heart disease of the old monsters in the clan, they are all waiting for our good news..."

boom!

The next moment, a group of black-and-white dog breeds set off, like the ghost of hell, arching the black sedan up and plunging away from the mountains.

In the original place, only Hua Qingchi was left. They witnessed everything. They were frightened and feared that they were destined to suffer today.

I never thought that from beginning to end, they were like air, completely ignored!

"I didn't expect that this time I could live, just because the other side never put us in the eyes..." Hua Qingchi bitterly described it as dry.

Everyone else is also empty.

Today, for them, it is like a nightmare, too cruel and heavy, which makes them unacceptable until now.

And the reason for everything is only caused by a glimpse of greed in their hearts.

They don't know what to regret, or should they hate it. Perhaps, this is the price that greed has to pay? But the price is too big!

......

The mountains are long, and if the big rafts are empty, there are many treasures of Lingshan Xiushui, but more of them are poor mountains and waters.

Compared with the city, the mountains outside the wilderness are undoubtedly dangerous. The beasts are crouching, the murderous birds inhabit, and there are still many unknown disasters buried in them, mysterious and sinister.

Lin searched on the knees of a beautiful show, and was meditating and recovering.

This mountain is not high, but it is quiet and refined, the ancient pine is green, the waterfall is flowing, and the smog-like silver aura is filled with transpiration, just like a treasure.

It was originally occupied by a white-eyed big demon. When Lin sought to resist, he did not do anything at all. It was just a breath. Let this big demon who had already opened the mind to detect the danger, and rushed away.

Lin Xunbao is solemn, and his nose and mouth are sprayed with light and graceful light. He is full of steaming and radiant, and his pores are dizzy, and his body is boiling.

In the hands, one piece after another, the essence of the essence is turned into powder, but he is unaware.

At this moment, his heart is ethereal, the essence of the spirit and the body perfectly fit, the body is shining and shining, there is a kind of ethereal and fine rhyme.

In the body, the inexhaustible spiritual power is recovering at an astonishing speed, like the roaring tide, swaying around the body.

Compared with the high-order Lingjing, the spirit of the essence of the Chinese product is undoubtedly more pure and huge, which also greatly speeds up the speed of forest search and refining.

The power that used to take three or five hours to recover can now be shortened in one hour!

However, although the spirit of the Chinese product is good, it can be too expensive. For today's Lin Xun, it is almost a luxury, and it is better to use it at a crucial moment.

If you regard it as a daily cultivation, you can't afford to find Lin's family.

Suddenly, Lin Xun, who is in the midst of cultivation, suddenly had a warning sign. In a faraway place, someone was secretly watching and was captured by him for the first time!

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PS: The fifth night before 12 o'clock.