Chapter 849: I Don't Believe It

"Hey, they all say that dwarves are not tall and have a high tone, so I don't believe it. ”

It was not Luo Yan who replied, but Ye Ling, who appeared beside Luo Yan out of thin air, and the one who smiled was called a charming being: "Today, I believe it." ”

As he spoke, Ye Ling deliberately moved two steps in front of the short one, holding his head high, showing off his long figure.

Dressed in a red robe, described as evil, coupled with a long and perfect figure.

Stand in front of the short man,

Good guys, one peerless, the other is peerless.

A peerless handsomeness, a peerless ugliness.

The extreme contrast has an impact on the two of them.

"Wow" a strange cry, the short man jumped like thunder, crazy.

In his life, the most jealous and unbearable thing is his height and appearance.

But whoever is jealous of him, as long as it falls into his hands, will all end up with life worse than death.

The extreme distortion in his heart made him hate the handsome male cultivator who was taller than him.

Even more hateful, those proud female cultivators who saw him short and ugly, regarded him as a flood beast, or simply turned a blind eye.

It is better to die than to die if the male cultivator falls into his hands.

The nun fell into his hands, and even life was worse than death, which became a luxury.

An obese cultivator who knows the shortness of his temper

, the fat hand grabbed the short one who was about to rush out into the crook of the arm.

Looking at it at this time, there is an inexplicable sense of joy.

Obese cultivators, although their bodies are fat, they are not short, not only are they not short, they are even two points taller than Ye Ling.

His hug is like an ugly doll with teeth dancing and screaming wildly in the crook of his arm.

Seeing this, Ye Ling couldn't hold back, and immediately laughed.

Ye Ling smiled, and Luo Yan also smiled.

This picture is really unbearable.

The two laughed, and the short one was even crazier.

Crazy to the point of madness, the cultivation was explosive, and he directly broke free from the arms of the obese cultivator.

Like a jumping monkey, it swooped straight into Ye Ling.

The speed was so fast that Ye Ling was surprised.

But it's just surprise.

You rush, let you rush, you hit, I will stand still and let you hit.

The short one really hits.

It's just that it wasn't Ye Ling who hit it.

Three feet away, a head door collided with a sudden light shield.

There was a loud "bang", the light shield waved in the microwave, and the short man flew upside down for dozens of miles.

It was a real collision, but it was a mistake.

This collision made me dizzy and dizzy, and my eyes were full of golden flowers.

The golden flower dispersed, and in the middle of the forehead, there was an extra corner.

The short man had a headache, came back to his senses, and let out a strange cry of "wow".

From dozens of miles away, it rushed back in an instant.

Hit again.

Not only did he collide, but he also had a black machete in his hand at some point.

"Wow" roared, raising a machete twice as tall as him, and slammed into the light shield with the knife.

The knife rises, the knife falls, and the shield of light falls from the sky.

The light shield cracked, and the timing of the crack was just right.

will knock the short man into the shield.

Jumping by, the short "haha" turned into a laugh with an angry face, laughing hideously, like a demon pounced on Ye Ling.

In the eyes is unspeakable lewdness & evil, inexhaustible viciousness.

With just one glance, Luo Yan could see countless disgusting dirty thoughts in his eyes.

Luo Yan was furious, this thing disgusted her.

touched her bottom line of tolerance, and also touched her reverse scales.

Without waiting for Ye Ling to deal with it, he raised his hand to make a punch.

is already a small hand, how big can the fist be swung out?

The short man smiled and stiffened, and the oncoming giant fist was dozens of times larger than his size.

A real punch to the sky.

"Bang" was another loud bang.

This time, the sound was accompanied by the power of thunder and fury.

'Heaven's damnation' iron fist, a punch hit, instantly turned into tens of millions,

The same giant fist numbered in the tens of thousands, and in the blink of an eye, the short man was drowned.

Thunder and phoenix roared, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Lei Ting's anger or the phoenix's angry roar.

The thunder flashed, the magma gushed, the short man couldn't scream, and the vicious laughter was silent.

There were only bursts of heartbreaking, terrified, and painful sounds of relief.

Luo Yan didn't look at any of them, and said indifferently: "It's so disgusting that the master, you still dare to beg for mercy?"

Drain your soul and send you to purgatory to repent obediently. ”

Soul drain is really soul drain.

A ray of ghostly light turned into a net of thousands of dark silks, and in an instant, it caught the soul of the short man.

'Soul Breaker' sentences life and death, and breaks the soul.

The five fingers of the right hand are clenched into fists and recycled.

In front of the cultivators, Shengsheng pulled out the short soul,

The left hand turned into a circle, and the entrance to purgatory appeared, and he really threw the soul of the short man into purgatory.

The cultivators can see it clearly, and they will never be mistaken.

Before and after, it is just a few breaths of time, a sentence of effort.

It was almost too late for the obese cultivator to sense that it was wrong, and when he wanted to make a move, it was too late.

The short man went to purgatory to 'repent'.

The only body that remained in place was a body that had been beaten to the point of not being human.

Killing a short man, Luo Yan seemed to have pinched a bedbug to death, her face was full of disgust and disgust.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he coldly saw the fat cultivator, "You just said that you want justice?"

As the words came out, the smile returned to his face, and there was a hint of evil spirit: "How are you going to seek justice?"

"Daoyou's attack is so vicious, it's no different from an evil demon. ”

The obese cultivator didn't seem to hear Luo Yan's question, and directly put on a demon hat.

On the fleshy face with kind eyebrows, there is also a righteous face.

"Vicious?" Luo Yan smiled, "Compared to what this dwarf winter melon did, the master only felt that the shot was too light." ”

Without further ado, there is only one part of the Divine Marrow Source Liquid,

There are many of you, and you can't make up your mind about who to give it to or not to whom.

Otherwise, you discuss the result first, and send someone who can convince you and others to come and get it. ”

Luo Yan said, there was a small porcelain bottle in her hand, and the mouth of the bottle was wide open.

What was emitted was the rich source power of the Divine Marrow Source Liquid.

It's really the Divine Marrow Source Liquid!

The Tianqing cultivator, who was originally shocked by Luo Yan, suddenly changed his expression.

Even his breathing became rapid.

Dozens of people, a small bottle of divine marrow source liquid, only three drops.

To whom?

Everybody wants it.

"Fellow Daoist, don't waste your time.

What a conspiracy to sow discord.

Want to use this to provoke us to kill each other?

The idea is very good, but it's a pity that it will disappoint the Taoist friends.

The Divine Marrow Source Liquid is something that my Tianqing Continent Tianqing Divine Sect swears to obtain, who dares to snatch it.

There are dozens of cultivators here, no matter who you give it to, it will not cause a dispute. ”

"Oh~~" Luo Yan chuckled and shook her head, "I don't believe it." ”

Lightly three words, the porcelain bottle in his hand was shot and thrown into the air.

Luo Yan didn't move, and neither Ye Ling nor Jun Mochen moved.

The Divine Marrow Source Liquid was thrown into the air, and dozens of cultivators, how could they bother to avenge the short man.

In an instant, his eyes were red.

Three drops of Divine Marrow Source Liquid are enough for one person to cultivate to a great realm.

Especially the seven cultivators who had reached the late stage of the ninth transformation of the Divine Realm.

It's even more crazy.

Among them, of course, includes the fat cultivator who was righteous and awe-inspiring, full of righteousness, and full of confidence to tell Luo Yan that no one would compete for him.