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Picking up the knife and walking back to the black skeleton again, Dongfang Xiaoshu frowned, and finally swiped the knife towards his fingers.

The turtle king eight mung beans, there is no bleeding, only a white mark!

"Is it that the meat has not become sharp enough after cutting with a knife?"

"No, no matter how you say it, you're also flesh and blood, have you really become so skinny?"

Dongfang Xiaoshu thought suspiciously, but he didn't stop in his hand, and continued to cut himself twice, but the result was still to no avail.

In order to make Dongfang Xiaoshu's body able to withstand her stay, the mysterious girl in the ancestral land of Baitou Mountain forcibly quenched his body, almost reaching perfection;

In the mud and straw house at the foot of Baitou Mountain, not only absorbed the essence of the dragon pill, but also ate one-third of the dragon pill, so that the perfect realm tends to be perfect;

When hunting in Baitou Mountain, the white tiger and the unicorn wantonly destroyed, and finally fed back after being swallowed by the Tianhe, and finally made the oriental small tree quenching body realm more perfect.

It has reached a terrifying point, and ordinary swords can't hurt it at all.

"Stupid, what a stupid! Master, I want to bleed, look for Xiaobao, Xiaobao is the best at this! ”

Xiao Bao, who was squatting next to the stone wall of the cave, heard Dongfang Xiaoshu's heart, and finally opened his mouth to echo and jumped over.

As a result, after some mouth pecking and scratching, there was no blood, and Xiaobao, who had some red eyes, finally moved his liver fire.

The fur on his whole body bulged, his small mouth opened wide, and a red thin sword erupted from his mouth, slashing through the fingers of Dongfang Xiaoshu, and then returned to Xiaobao's mouth.

Xiaobao collapsed to the ground on all fours, foaming at the mouth and gasping violently, while Dongfang Xiaoshu's fingers finally turned red.

Dongfang Xiaoshu raised his eyebrows, glanced at Xiaobao with bright eyes, and hurriedly inserted his finger into the black flame of the black skull.

According to the record, some obscure words came out of the mouth according to the gourd drawing, and after that, the Dongfang Xiaoshu waited for the end of the black flame's bloodsucking.

The dying black flame wrapped the fingers of the Dongfang Xiaoshu tightly like a life-saving straw, and drank the blood of the Dongfang Xiaoshu like a whale drinking water.

At first, Dongfang Xiaoshu didn't care, because according to the records, the more blood the Black Flame sucked, the greater the future achievements.

In a few breaths, Dongfang Xiaoshu's face turned pale, his legs trembled, and it was obvious that he had lost too much blood.

The black flame did not stop there, but increased the intensity of blood sucking, Dongfang Xiaoshu instantly had a creepy feeling, and if he took a few more breaths like this, he would definitely become a dry corpse.

As soon as the idea of pulling out his fingers was born, Dongfang Xiaoshu collapsed to the ground like mud, and he didn't have the strength to drive his arm at all.

Most of the essence and blood in the whole body had been lost, and the dying black flame was finally like eating a great tonic pill, the flames were high and full of energy.

The black skeleton even raised a skeletal arm and slowly stretched it out between the neck of the Dongfang Xiaoshu, and the open bony hand pierced the throat of the Dongfang Xiaoshu like a sharp blade.

At the moment when the Dongfang Xiaoshu was about to die, the ancient scroll of the Dharma Enlightenment that occupied its heart trembled slightly.

Black Flame instantly let go of Dongfang Xiaoshu's fingers, and the bone hand that stabbed him in the throat also stopped at the last moment.

The distance between the bone hand and the throat is tightly separated by a piece of paper.

Dongfang Xiaoshu had never felt so close to death, let alone expected the black skeleton to be so dangerous.

What a fucking insidiousness!

Dongfang Xiaoshu only had time to give birth to the idea of such an evaluation, and then he lost consciousness.

The black skeleton stood up on all fours, and after surveying the environment in the cave like a human, it sat down next to the small tree in the east again, guarding it like a guard.

The black skeleton is called the Celestial Guardian, and it is a product of the emergence of a new inheritor in the Tianhe Holy Land.

When the inheritor accepts the inheritance, the Tianhe Holy Land will derive different gifts such as weapons or secret methods according to the environment around the inheritor.

This was not uncommon in the world 10,000 years ago, and Tianwei was one of the gifts.

It's just that the formation of the Tianwei is too harsh, and the inheritance requires not only thousands of corpses, but also thousands of Yin Souls.

The most important thing is to show strong malice to the inheritor, just imagine who will slaughter 10,000 people first, and then accept the inheritance when the land of 10,000 Yin Spirits provokes a war, so no one in Tianwei has it for ten thousand years.

Immortal cultivators even use "against the harmony of heaven" to describe Tianwei, believing that Tianwei is a kind of thing against the sky and a kind of bad thing.

Because when Tianwei climbed out of the Tianhe Holy Land, although he was extremely weak, he had his own independent consciousness.

During his weakness, the inheritor must use the secret method of blood sacrifice to turn the Celestial Guard into his faithful servant, his own shadow.

Otherwise, when it recovers, it will not be controlled by the inheritor and will become the inheritor's lifelong enemy;

The most important thing is to kill the master and replace the inheritor.

In the records, it seems that there has really been a matter of Tianwei killing the lord in the past ten thousand years, but there are only a few strokes, not very detailed, and it is inevitable that there is a suspicion of chasing the wind and catching shadows.

This is also the reason why Tianwei touched Dongfang Xiaoshu's gaze and wanted to escape, and when he practiced the secret method of blood sacrifice, his bone hand stretched out to his throat.

Because he was unwilling, he wanted to run away, so he wanted to kill the master.

As long as the secret method of blood sacrifice is completed, Tianwei will become the most faithful servant and shadow of the inheritor's life, because Tianwei is immortal.

In the extreme north, in the Ice Palace, the Demon Lord's trembling hands turned into clenched fists, and a cold and violent aura suddenly rose, and the Demon Lord's voice sounded in the empty Ice Palace:

"Old man, don't sleep in, haven't you always wanted to go to the place where the spring flowers are blooming?"

"Now the opportunity has come, protect the Holy Son from dying, this time, the old man will be free, and when he returns to the ancestral land, the Lone Society will inform him in advance!"

The white bear opened his big mouth and yawned a lot, and with the words of the Demon Lord, his squinted eyes lit up, and he shook the hair on his whole body, and walked out of the ice palace with a yawn step by step, until he disappeared.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, since you are not from my clan, what if you get the inheritance of the Holy River, it's not that you haven't been killed, you don't mind one more time!"

In the Ice Palace, the Demon Lord muttered to himself, and with a wave of his hand, a shadow flashed away, and the Ice Palace fell silent again, and the Demon Lord disappeared.

In the moonlight, the god fell under the wall, and thousands of troops shouted to kill.

The demons launched the largest attack since the construction of the Godfall Wall;

The god fell on the wall, ten thousand arrows were fired together, and the rolling wood thunder stones rained down from the sky like hail.

The Terrans fought back, defending to the death, screaming, blood red.

Bloodshed, regardless of time or place;

Death happens all the time.

The age of life like a mustard.