Even though it was an unfilthy glaive, it was soaked red from the inside out with the blood that flowed out.

Erlang Zhenjun scolded: "You evil obstacle, look where you are still fleeing!"

Although the Roaring Sky Dog is a divine dog, it is a rank that has been promoted because it is the pet beast of Erlang Zhenjun, and it is an empty god position. So in fact, it doesn't have enough cultivation to transform itself into a human form, or use spells to attack, it retains the characteristics of a canine, so its attack method is still the same as its nature, biting and tearing, it is the simplest and most ferocious attack.

However, the Howling Sky Dog is not an ordinary dog after all, its bite force has a strong divine power, even if Lin Suqing desperately tries to break it, he can't break its mouth teeth that are tightly clasped on his shoulders and neck.

The blood was bubbling like a stream, and Lin Suqing and the Howling Sky Dog rolled together. He simply grabbed the throat of the Howling Dog with his other hand, picked up his fist and slammed it into the head of the Howling Dog, smashing its eyes, smashing its ears, and smashing its nose.

"Loosen up!" Lin Suqing roared hoarsely, but the Roaring Sky Dog still did not loosen, not only did it not loosen, but because of Lin Suqing's shot, it tore more and more fiercely.

The shoulder and neck seemed to be torn apart immediately, Lin Suqing gritted his teeth in pain, he couldn't care about anything, he used all his strength, picked up his left fist, and made a gesture to hammer the throat of the Whistling Sky Dog, just when the left fist was swung away, suddenly!

Erlang Zhenjun was shocked, why did Lin Suqing's fist have such a glow? When he was stunned, he saw Lin Suqing's fist smash towards the throat of the Howling Sky Dog.

"Evil obstacles!" Erlang Zhenjun threw out the halberd, and a shot pierced Lin Suqing's left shoulder, pinning his raised arm to the ground.

At the same time, the Howling Dog quickly loosened its mouth and dodged to the side.

Erlang Zhenjun saw the blazing glow of Lin Suqing's punch, while the Roaring Sky Dog sensed a burst of strangeness and danger, they all knew that if Lin Suqing's punch really smashed down, the Roaring Sky Dog would definitely die!

They saw it, but only Lin Suqing himself didn't see it. He didn't know anything, and he wasn't even sure that his punch would make the Howling Dog pull away in pain.

His eyes were red, and he glared at the Howling Dog, glaring fiercely. The Roaring Sky Dog was actually a little afraid of Lin Suqing at that time, and was inexplicably afraid of him, and it thought that it was afraid of death. Fortunately, Zhenjun made a timely move, even if it was a little late, I was afraid that its neck would break immediately.

Fortunately, fortunately, the power on Lin Suqing's fist only appeared for a moment, and the moment he swung it, it was immediately stabbed open by Erlang Zhenjun, and then the unexplained power carried by his fist dissipated like smoke.

The Roaring Sky Dog looked at Lin Suqing lying on the ground tremblingly, as if asking Erlang Zhenjun: "Is this really a mortal?"

Lin Suqing lay on the ground in a daze, unable to move. Blood was dripping from both shoulders and necks, staining the mossy ground under him crimson.

In a moment, the blood actually flowed out of a ditch, all the way down the cliff, and fell into the valley.

The wind carried the smell of blood, as if it contained fine blood spots, swirling up from the secluded valley. The mountain wind was blowing wildly, blowing the treetops of the towering giant trees on the high mountains on all sides, covering the sound of Lin Suqing's heartbeat beating faster and faster.

With the loss of blood, he couldn't see Erlang Zhenjun who was staring at him condescendingly, and he couldn't hear the chaotic sound of the trees in his ears, and he couldn't hear the rest of his faint heartbeat.

He didn't know if he still had the strength to make a sound.

He grabbed the body of the halberd's spear, raised half of his face with difficulty, gritted his teeth and asked, "At least let me know the reason, right?"

Back to the incident in Sitian County, he was wronged, and he did not kill Old Man Xu's daughter-in-law. What's more, with the Lord as a guarantee, Erlang Zhenjun has no reason to come to seek revenge.

"Reason?" Erlang Zhenjun snorted coldly and pulled out the halberd, the three-pointed and two-edged halberd glowing with a sharp cold light in the vast night.

Erlang Zhenjun lowered his eyelids and looked at Lin Suqing contemptuously, like contempt for a poor ant, and in that contemptuous gaze, there was spit, disgust, and hatred.

He said righteously: "If this monarch wants to do the right thing for heaven and get rid of calamities, do you need a reason?"

Lin Suqing vomited a mouthful of blood, he struggled and raised his hand with the only strength in his body, wanting to grab the placket of the three eyes and ask clearly, but Erlang Zhenjun thought that he was going to fight to the death, and stabbed down with another shot, this shot was aimed at Lin Suqing's heart.

As soon as the halberd stabbed away, the wind that drove it was like a howl, Lin Suqing was stunned, his eyes were round, and he didn't have time to react at all.

But when the halberd stabbed him in the chest, when the tip of the spear just touched his chest, he saw a red flame appear on his chest, and then turned into a flame-like tentacle entangled the halberd, hindering the penetration of the tip of the spear.

He loaded the halberd behind him, lifted Lin Suqing's collar, and asked, "What are you hiding?!"

Erlang Zhenjun couldn't help but say, so he leaned into Lin Suqing's arms, and took out the Yi Marrow Sutra hidden in his arms, when the Yi Marrow Sutra was taken away by Erlang Zhenjun, Lin Suqing was stunned when he saw the scripture, he grabbed Erlang Zhenjun's wrist, and looked carefully at the book cover - the hot stamped phoenix was gone.

The shadow of the phoenix that was originally printed in the lower left corner of the book cover suddenly disappeared?

When Lin Suqing was stunned, Erlang Zhenjun shook off his hand and took away the scripture, he flipped through a few pages casually, but found nothing, which made him a little impatient.

"Could it be that the seal that was added to this book?" As soon as Erlang's myth came out, he immediately understood, and he said ruthlessly, "Actually taught a scourge to cultivate! The one from Danxue Mountain is simply becoming more and more presumptuous!"

Erlang Zhenjun pinched the scriptures, and the scriptures immediately began to turn into golden scale fragments from the upper left corner and gradually disappeared in his hands, Lin Suqing was shocked, he hurriedly went to grab it, when he grabbed the scriptures that were about to disappear, he accidentally touched a little sleeve of Erlang Zhenjun, and was thrown away by Erlang Zhenjun with extreme disgust, and when he went to grab it again, the scriptures melted away instantly, and he grabbed the air.

Because of excessive blood loss, he was very weak, and at the moment when the scriptures disappeared, it seemed that the little strength left in his body was taken away, and he dropped his hand dejectedly and grabbed Erlang Zhenjun's sleeve.

He tugged at his sleeves, grabbed Erlang Zhenjun's wrist by the way, and asked angrily, "Why do you say that I am in trouble? That's my book, why did you destroy it?!"

Last time in Sitian County, Erlang Zhenjun said that he was a disaster, and he still kept it in mind, and as soon as he met it today, Erlang Zhenjun called him like this. He didn't have time to ask why, and this time he swore he would find out. Even if you die, you must ask why!

Erlang Zhenjun shook off Lin Suqing's hand, twisted his eyebrows and looked at the bloody handprint that Lin Suqing left on his sleeve in disgust, and spit on it: "Just because this monarch is a saint true monarch, and you! ”

Lin Suqing was thrown away by Erlang Zhenjun and threw himself on the ground, that force was with divine power, it was with attack power, Lin Suqing was swept by divine power, and he fell on the ground and coughed up a few mouthfuls of thick blood.

Just when he thought that he would never be able to get up again, he tried his best to half-prop himself up again, he looked at Erlang Zhenjun with disdain, and said with a dry smile: "Heh, hehe...... That's why don't you come to get rid of my scourge when there are Ziyin Saint Monarch and Wind Chasing Divine Monarch by my side on weekdays? Not to mention them, why don't you dare to come when there is only the Mountain Cang Divine Monarch?"

Lin Suqing sneered, and said with difficulty and weakness: "Are you afraid that they will know? Maybe you are actually just unwilling because you failed to get rid of me last time, so you took the opportunity to seek personal revenge?

These are Lin Suqing's guesses, very ridiculous guesses. In fact, when Lin Suqing asked these words, he hadn't figured it out yet, because he felt that it shouldn't be because of such narrow reasons.

But he couldn't think of anything else.

"Just because I offended you, I'm going to die?" Don't guess, he doesn't know anything about the world here, and it's unlikely that he can guess the crosshairs based on his guess alone. Since you can't ask, you can only force it out.

Although deliberately provoking Erlang Zhenjun will only make his situation more dangerous, but does he still have a choice now? The only thing he can fight for is to ask himself why he wants to die before he dies.

"Besides, why do you think I'm a scourge? Zhenjun, I'm afraid you can't even answer yourself, right? Actually, you have no reason at all, right? Isn't killing without reason indiscriminately killing innocents? Can immortals kill innocents indiscriminately?"

Regardless of this reason, Erlang Zhenjun can't say it, just talking about this reason, maybe no one can answer the reason, after all, in the current position, no one has enough evidence to prove that he Lin Suqing must be a disaster.

The absence of sufficient evidence is not a convincing reason. Therefore, in the end, everyone is just judging Lin Suqing by their own intuition.

However, it is not without basis. Because all the immortals who have seen Lin Suqing have such intuition, and the intuition of immortals is not the intuition of mortals, the intuition of immortals represents prediction, and they have the ability to predict the future.

Although the intuition of the gods cannot usher in a completely certain result, for the calamity that is very likely to endanger the lives of all beings, it must be better to kill by mistake than to let go!

"Benjun doesn't need a reason to kill you!" Erlang Zhenjun said with a wide range of teeth, "Benjun killing you is no different from pinching an ant to death." ”

"You are a robber, and you think I am a scourge. Then I can also think that you are also a disaster. Lin Suqing looked down on him, "Heh, it's a pity that I'm just a mortal from another world, I can't say you, I can't beat you, heh, it turns out that the gods are nothing more than this, and the immortals are also bullies." ”

"Even when you are dying, you can still be so hard-mouthed!" Erlang Zhenjun sneered, "Yes, Benjun can give you this chance again." ”

Opportunity?Lin Suqing sneered disdainfully: "I'm seriously injured now, I'm a dying person, what can I do if I have a chance?"

Lin Suqing was only concerned with arguing, only trying to find out the reason why he was going to die.

And Jiro Zhenjun tried to punish his anger and control his anger, lest he leak something that should not be said because of impulse.

None of them noticed that Lin Suqing was just a weak mortal, and he was so seriously injured...... Actually, there was no sign of checkmate at all.

Even if he was only slightly weakened by pain at first, then he spoke sonorously as his emotions rose......