A large mouth of blood fell.

"Babble, I'll fight with you!" The imprints of the little fairy bridge beast's hands had been completely condensed, and the palm-sized body burst out with a supremely terrifying and powerful aura.

At the same time, in Ye Luo's pocket, the little paper figure and the mark in his hand have been condensed.

"Don't move!"

However, Ye Luo suddenly opened his mouth at this moment.

In Ye Luo's eyes, a touch of cold ruthlessness flashed, and I saw that Ye Luo took out the blood-red sword from the beads, and after that, the sword in Ye Luo's hand was directly towards himself, and the heart that had not yet healed, and was pierced by the Xingyue Holy Son, a sword, stabbed down again.

Blood splattered.

The blood-red sword entered the heart one inch.

In the heart, hidden, the immortal beast, the breath of the body remained, dozens of inch-long red threads, as if they instantly felt a powerful threat, two of them, suddenly along the wound, shot out.

The breath dyed by the ancient fierce beast was also revealed at the moment when the two silk threads shot out.

The terrifying crocodile, which had already opened its bloody mouth and wanted to bite it down, seemed to feel something at this moment, and its body suddenly stopped.

Its cold, evil eyes shrank fiercely. Then, its body suddenly took two steps back.

Two one-inch-long red threads, swaying silently in front of Ye Luo.

The crocodile stared at the two red lines, and there was a faint hint of deep jealousy and even fear in his eyes.

Ye Luo's expression was cold, and the blood-red sword in his hand was pulled out from his heart, and in the depths of Ye Luo's heart, the other twenty or thirty blood threads immediately blocked the wound in his heart the moment Ye Luo's sword was pulled out.

They are like creatures parasitic in Ye Luo's heart, if Ye Luo dies, they may also die, before, the sword of the Star Moon Holy Son penetrated the heart, the reason why Ye Luo did not die is because there are these twenty or thirty roots, which should have been on the body of the ancient beast, remained in his body.

Ye Luo's face became more and more pale.

The heart had been ruptured twice, and although the red line exuded a strange aura, trying to repair the heart, the effect was only barely enough to stop the heart from bleeding.

They seem to be good at killing, but they have never saved anyone.

"Babble, uncle, uncle, why are you stabbing your own heart?" The little fairy bridge beast was startled, and its two small claws quickly condensed a mark, and a holy white light poured into Ye Luo's wound.

"I can't die, don't waste energy on me, if you want to live here, maybe it's not that simple." Ye Luo's gaze looked at the terrifying crocodile.

"Roar!"

The crocodile's voice sounded again, the sound was terrifying, it seemed to be intimidating the two red threads as thin as hair, but those two seemingly insignificant red threads were just faintly swaying, motionless in front of Ye Luo.

A moment later.

The crocodile turned around and left unwillingly.

It seems to have a kind of jealousy of those two red lines from its bones, and it is unwilling to provoke those two things for an ant.

The crocodile turned around, Ye Luo's body fell backwards suddenly, gasping for breath, a trace of abnormal blush flashed on his pale face, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth again.

The body was already on the verge of collapse, and in the face of the terrifying and powerful crocodile, the heart was stabbed again, even if the body was extremely strong and there was blood in the heart, it was a miracle that Ye Luo could survive.

What's more, Ye Luo was exhausted in the craziest layout of the ages, overdrawn all his mental and mental power, and the whole person has been in an extremely tense state, and Ye Luo is far from recovering from that terrifying exhaustion.

"Uncle, uncle, are you okay?" The little fairy bridge beast was shocked.

"I'm fine." Ye Luo gasped, silently secretly using the remaining devouring power and sacrificial power to slowly nourish his body, and at the same time, Ye Luo spoke again: "Xiaoqiao, I need three hours to recover the most basic walking ability, you help me protect the Fa." ”

"Okay, uncle!" The little fairy bridge beast nodded hurriedly.

Ye Luo sat up with difficulty, and his hands condensed into a strange mark.

An hour later, under a plane tree embraced by twenty people, Gu Hongjiao, and a powerful and domineering young man with a strong breath and a spear in his hand, the group had stopped, their expressions were vigilant, and they were seriously discussing something, and a few people were on guard.

"How could the powerful and terrifying ancient crocodile retreat?" Voices, from time to time, came from the crowd.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, like a girl in Nanjiang, took advantage of this kung fu to quietly walk back the way she came.

Long.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, cautious and extremely vigilant, returned to the position where the crocodile chased her before, she took out a handful of paper money from the storage ring in her hand, as well as some fruits and the like, and opened her mouth as she walked, and said: "Woo, you are the first person to look at me, our Mo family has rules, and the person who can see the body of our Mo family girl can only be the husband on the wedding night." ”

She walked, and then said: "If you die, you can't be my husband anymore, even if you don't die, you can't do it, you are so old, you have only practiced the fifth layer of qi, if my family knows, they will definitely not agree, they will also kill you."

Anyway, you're dead, that crocodile, it seems to be gone, I'll be in the place where you died, burn some paper money for you, and put some of my favorite spirit fruit for you, and you can go on your way. ”

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old, adolescent girl, spoke as she walked.

The girl approached step by step, and passed through a few more trees, she finally reached the place where Ye Luo was lying before, she couldn't bear it, glanced towards that position, and her body couldn't help but freeze.

She suddenly saw that Ye Luo was sitting cross-legged, with blood stains on his body that had not yet dried up, and in front of her, there was a chubby thing the size of a palm, standing in front of Ye Luo.

And, the moment she appeared, the palm-sized thing suddenly looked at her.

Ye Luo also seemed to feel something at this moment, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

"Ahh You, you're not dead! The girl's eyes couldn't help but stare for a moment.

Ye Luo was slightly stunned, paused slightly, glanced at the yellow paper money and spirit fruit in the girl's hand, suddenly smiled, and said, "It's you, heh, thank you Longsha." ”

"Ah, no, no thanks, that, you, why are you still alive, crocodile, crocodile, why didn't the crocodile ......" The girl seemed to rarely talk to men, and her tone was a little nervous.

"That thing, as if it was afraid of your dragon sand, it saw the dragon sand, as if it was afraid of the breath on the dragon sand, and roared a few times and left." Ye Luo smiled again.

"Really, really?" The thirteen or fourteen-year-old, pure-eyed, girl-like girl in the south of the Yangtze River seemed to be a little stunned when she heard it.

"Really? Will crocodiles be afraid of logas? Quietly, a voice with a noble tone came, a woman with a noble breath, exquisite face, and a perfect figure, coming from a distance.