Han is a beast first, but he is definitely not a crazy beast. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He found something in himself in the mass of natal essence blood above his head, and instinctively drove to take it back, but how did he know how to have it again, so he thought of teeth.

Swallowing into the belly is also a kind of re-incorporation, although it is a little rougher, gnawing on the blood, when it is bloody, but this simplicity is indeed very effective.

Han Xianyi felt the abundance of his soul, and he also felt the heat of the Dao.

On the face, body, and skull, there was a trace of blood, which was even more dependent on the hideousness of the beast.

And Han Xian's heart was also full of bitterness, although his soul made up for it, but his body seemed to be a great supplement, and the mass of essence and blood entered his abdomen, burning in his chest like a fire.

It was as if the body was about to explode.

If Han Xian hadn't used starlight to suppress it in time, I am afraid that he would have been wiped out in Zuo Mu's stunned stupidity, but in front of Zuo Mu's Wanzai cultivation, the unrestrained star could not restrain his manic blood, and he would have the momentum of breaking the embankment at any time.

"First, let's fight. ”

An abrupt sound suddenly woke up the person in the dream, the corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly hated in his heart: "Senior brother, when you really appeared, the reminder was just right. ”

Of course, the demon knew this sarcasm, and said with a smile: "Hehe, in fact, this big tomb is quite worthy of you, this is the specification of the emperor's funeral, and ordinary people don't have the opportunity to enjoy it." ”

"Hmph. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth, but a pair of eyes did bloom with terrifying blood light, at this moment, he thought that it was not a pity, what he wanted was a waste, a waste.

When a punch is struck, the momentum is terrifying, and the blood is surging.

But Zuo Mu was like being frozen by Han Xian's soul, his eyes were glazed, and he stood in the air stupidly, waiting for his fist to add to his body, as if waiting for the god of death to harvest his life.

This work is really a hundred turns.

Once in front of him was a glorious road to heaven, but in the unfairness of the long sky, it collapsed, and once there was a proud life in front of him.

But the tricks are exhausted, and in the end, it is indeed a merciless mockery of Changtian.

"Has the world changed after 10,000 years?"

Zuo Mu couldn't believe it, those eyes didn't look at Han Xian's fist, his head actually raised, saw through the top of the tomb, and directly questioned Changtian, and roared in his mouth: "Why are you so ruthless." ”

"Bang~"

Blood from teeth splattered in the air.

A majestic streamer cut through the gloom and smashed directly into the dust of the tomb, Han Xian's smile on his face was as beautiful as a thousand flowers in March, and said: "Let you be blind, your uncle and I are truly ruthless." ”

"Ah~~"

As soon as Han Xian's March flowers bloomed, they were quickly swept away by the fierce wind and rain, and they immediately dimmed and withered.

Zuo Mu was like crazy, ejecting out of the dust, with no knife in his hand, only a pair of flesh fists, like lightning and light, directly beating Han Xian fat, and even blinding the color on his face.

"Huhu~~"

This punch and kick is unknown, but it is very enjoyable.

Every punch that Zuo Mu landed on his body was undoubtedly tempering that manic blood, and the redness on Han Xian's face and the dryness on his body finally had a stable momentum under this storm.

But the only fly in the ointment is that this face has also become a pig's head.

"Bang. ”

The corner of Han Xian's mouth was punched again, and the already loose teeth suddenly made a soft sound, and the steel teeth were already shattered in one place, and this was just the beginning, if Zuo Mu was allowed to go crazy, I am afraid that this body bone would fall apart.

Although this beating is very good for himself, Han Xian will not accept Zuo Mu's love, and no one will love to fight with fists and feet.

The light on his arm appeared, and Han Xianyi thought that Zuo Mu was tired, and it was time for him to make a move.

With a sweep of his eyes, Zuo Mu's fist came again, a sneer rose in his mouth, and he sighed in his heart: "It's just right to come, what I took you should be given to you." ”

At the beginning of the day, Han Xiandang was very confident at this moment, his body did not move, he did not dodge Zuo Mu's fist and left, with the idea of competing with each other.

Zuo Mu must have been afraid, but at this moment, the person who is almost lost in the madness of his heart must be fearless, and he is very brave, and his fists are not avoided or allowed.

"Bang~"

With a trembling sound of muscles and bones, Han Xian's figure had already regressed again and again, and there was a look of disbelief on his face, and his eyes swept on Zuo Mu's body, although he was also retreating, but it was just a stumbling step, why did he still lose.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, you think you can be his opponent if you swallow that ball of essence blood, you think he has lived on a dog for ten thousand years" The demon laughed mercilessly.

But this can be regarded as an explanation of the doubts in Han Xian's heart.

Really, Han Xian had proudly fantasized that he could kill Zuo Mu and get out of the ghost place, but now it seems that there is still very little hope.

Han Xianyi stopped his figure, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Zuo Mu's body again, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

Those cold eyes are the real beasts, and there is no doubt that the small victory in the fist confrontation made him regain his confidence, and the corners of his mouth were even more sneering, and he whispered: "You are still mine." ”

"Hmph~"

Han Xian snorted lightly, swept his eyes away from the dust smashed by Zuo Mu, and whispered, "Do you have that ability?"

This humiliation in Zuo Mu's eyes did not have the effect of Han Xian's heart beating like thunder, but made him even more cold, could he have any trickery.

"Haha. ”

Zuo Mu laughed, and his gaze moved away from Han Xian's body to fall on the coffin that had sealed him for thousands of years.

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed in his heart: "Senior brother is not good, this person is really cheating." ”

What does Zuo Mu mean? The demon didn't want to know.

But he did find a trace of relaxation and joy from the huge coffin, why did he come, his struggle was to survive, he snorted coldly in his heart, and said: "I know that it must not have been taken first, it was born for me." ”

The cold color of ridicule had already flashed on Zuo Mu's face, and he roared in a low voice: "Brother Wolf, do you still want to stand by and watch. ”

Han Xian's face was suddenly shocked, could it be that there were still others hiding here.

"Brother Zuo, what does your fight have to do with me?" the rebellious voice resounded through the grave.

Who is this man and why does it feel familiar. Han Xian's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face turned into hatred, and he roared in his mouth, "The Heavenly Wolf is you." ”

Han Xian roared endlessly, but the shocked grave was indeed completely cold.

Zuo Mu's face was full of ridicule, and he sighed faintly: "Hey, Brother Wolf, your name is powerful, such a hairy boy actually knows, it seems that it is difficult for you to think of it, if you are escaped by this yellow beard, then the red line evil girl will come to the door, don't blame my brother for not wanting to help." ”

Before the voice of the heavenly wolf could rise, Han Xian's indulgence had already resounded through the tomb.

yelled: "Haha, who should I be, it turned out to be a tengu, I don't need to take action from Sister Hongxian, I Han first swore to kill you to vent my hatred." ”

Han Xian's roar was much better than Zuo Mu's temptation.

"Whew~~"

The wise and martial self has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and Han Xian's ridicule made the wolf experience the pain of falling from a noble and free wolf to a watchdog again.

On the huge coffin, the mist surged, and the shape of it was clear every minute.

"Hiss, hiss~~. ”

In the dim tomb, there was actually a trace of holiness overflowing, and it was deepening, Han Xian's brows were deeply furrowed, and his eyes looked towards the fog shadow to the extreme, but it was indeed more hazy.

'Pounding, pounding, pounding~~. ’

The center of the chest jumped: "Is this your own?"

Although he was shocked, he was not at the point of scaring his heart and roaring, and of course this sound could only come from the senior brother's 'demon'.

"Senior brother," Han Xian said softly.

"First, please, get it. The demon roared in a low and excited voice.

Although it was still hazy and what this holy color was, Han Xian still nodded firmly and said, "Senior brother, I will take it for you first." ”

"Hiss~. ”

And when Han Xian's eyes looked at the coffin again, his heart was suddenly shocked, a cold light had actually hit his cheeks, and the skin on his face had been stinged by the strong wind.

Although the heart is frightened, but the body is not panicked, the dodge is basically hopeless, this head can not be lost, the neck is tilted back to avoid the cold of the claws to the greatest extent, and the bright yellow in the hand has already floated, regardless of whether there is an enemy in front of him, he waved it directly.

"Whew, hiss~~"

Four sharp claws grazed Han Xian's cheeks, and suddenly broke his appearance, and a little blood immediately flew up, and Han Xian's punch smashed into the air.

But he was still very glad about Han Xian, if there was no interference from this punch, it was very likely that the claw of the Heavenly Wolf would have played with his head as a ball.

His eyes didn't care about the trace of the heavenly wolf, and he landed on the coffin again, and his heart was shocked: "Lingdao Tianhua Tree, it's still there." ”

But at this moment, how can there be the shape of the spiritual path, the withered yellow and sparse leaves, and the pure white of the original pimple spiritual path 'raw' fruit is also dyed with a trace of black gas, and he said happily in his heart: "Senior brother, this is what you are asking for, it seems to have been broken." ”

The demon didn't answer, but you could see from the hot heartbeat how determined his will was.

Although there were turbulent waves in his heart, there was indeed a hint of playfulness on his face, and he sighed: "After ten thousand years, this sneaky disposition still can't be changed." ”

The expressions on Zuo Mu and Sky Wolf's faces were suddenly startled, and they roared repeatedly: "Who are you?"

Han Xian smiled: "Debt collector." ”

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