However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?

In addition, Li Huan didn't believe that Yang Zhu would really be unaware of this, after all, the news of "there is a connection between companions and humans" was still Yang Zhu who came over to tell him in person.

However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?

In addition, Li Huan didn't believe that Yang Zhu would really be unaware of this, after all, the news of "there is a connection between companions and humans" was still Yang Zhu who came over to tell him in person.

However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?

In addition, Li Huan didn't believe that Yang Zhu would really be unaware of this, after all, the news of "there is a connection between companions and humans" was still Yang Zhu who came over to tell him in person.

However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?

In addition, Li Huan didn't believe that Yang Zhu would really be unaware of this, after all, the news of "there is a connection between companions and humans" was still Yang Zhu who came over to tell him in person.

However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?

In addition, Li Huan didn't believe that Yang Zhu would really be unaware of this, after all, the news of "there is a connection between companions and humans" was still Yang Zhu who came over to tell him in person.

However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?

In addition, Li Huan didn't believe that Yang Zhu would really be unaware of this, after all, the news of "there is a connection between companions and humans" was still Yang Zhu who came over to tell him in person.

However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?

In addition, Li Huan didn't believe that Yang Zhu would really be unaware of this, after all, the news of "there is a connection between companions and humans" was still Yang Zhu who came over to tell him in person.

However, he was relieved when he thought about it, Sun Wukong, who turned the world with him, was an existence that he had devoted himself to cultivating for hundreds of years after becoming a Buddha, and the Sun Wukong known by the black-robed people was probably some innate spiritual creatures who had cultivated seriously for three years to become immortals.

At the same time, Li Huan probably understood from the words of the black-robed man what his identity was, or what he was.

If I'm not mistaken, he's not a living thing, he's something like a ghost. The wailing bone dragon next to it is the best proof of this.

And for this kind of thing, Li Huan treats it as a ghost, and there are not a few ghosts he killed in the last world.

Ghost kings, ghost generals, ghost fairies, ghost Buddhas...... He's done it all. Although he doesn't have the strength of the "God King" level now, he is not afraid of this kind of monster at all.

The golden hoop stick was gently propped up on the ground, and Li Huan shouted, "Rat, do you really dare to kill me?" ”

He was tall and burly, and he looked up at the black-robed man on top of the bone dragon's head at any time, but people couldn't help but have the illusion of a strong man.

The black-robed man seemed to be annoyed by this temperament, and with a wave of his hand, the space behind him cracked an ugly tearing mark, and countless bone racks were densely drilled out of it.

Judging by the shape, these skeletons are different creatures, and each skull has a dark blue flame burning.

Li Huan raised his eyebrows, he could see that this was not some kind of prop, that is to say, these little things were involved with the soul of this black-robed man.

Then if he destroys all these things, this black-robed man will also be injured?