In the 100,000 mountains, you can see everywhere to seek money, kill people, kill people and seize treasures, if you want to live here, people's hearts have to be ruthless and big. The heart is not ruthless, and there is no one to collect the body when he dies, and his soul is gone. The heart is not big, and I am worried all day long, don't say that others are murdering, even if I intrigue and take advantage of my mouth, I can be half angry, my heart is depressed, and my heart is full of demons, and it is difficult to save even the gods at that time.

Therefore, the people here do bad things frankly, even if they dig up graves, they can have a clear conscience. This is also the strength of the demon, the heart is big, and the ridicule of the flowers on the ordinary mouth can also spit on himself, and no matter how bad it is, he can comfort himself. Of course, this is also a helpless move, who makes them incompetent.

And those who stand at the top, they live much more freely. After all, the world is always tolerant of the strong. Villainous behavior, people will say that he is real and unpretentious. As a hypocrite, people say that he has a big heart. In short, no matter what kind of personality and behavior, there will be someone to help you round the field, as long as you are strong enough.

Zhang Tong is not strong, and he is one-armed. So it's inevitable to be ridiculed. can afford to provoke and beat, then kill a hundred on the spot. If you can't afford to provoke it, then put your face in your pocket and laugh with each other. But although the face is useless, don't lose it, carry it well. After all, if one day Feihuang Tengda can also take it out and wash it and put it on, Meizizi smiles.

Zhang Tong has not yet reached the time to wear the dough, and he is not qualified to wear it. So in ordinary times, he doesn't do less faceless things. The molestation at this time was irrelevant to him. But I'm afraid it's a different taste to be Tang Shi. This is because of a wild monkey who blows people up.

Sure enough, Tang Shi smiled and sentenced the other party to life and death. Zhang Tong's skills are still stronger than those who stir up trouble. Tang Shihui's eyes were like torches, although he looked down on this one-armed, but he would not let Zhang Tong die, and he would lose his face in vain. In his opinion, Zhang Tong is his own dog, and he can't just let people kill him.

I hid in Black Wind Ridge and worked as a person for a few years, but I didn't expect to end up being a dog again. Zhang Tong sighed in his heart that the world is impermanent, but being a dog is better than being a ghost.

If you know it in your heart, you will have energy in your hands. The body was violent, and he swung his fist with one arm, and one punch hit the opponent's door, and when the opponent's head was confused, he pinched the trick with one hand. The cloth pocket around his waist flew up in the air and hung above Zhang Tong's head.

It turns out that the cloth pocket is not only swallowable and spitting, it is indeed a treasure to take advantage of. The cloth pouch hanging high above his head was open, like the blood of a wild beast.

"Whoa~"

The pocket spat out a dark and smelly liquid, like a flood that broke the gate, engulfing the other party in an instant. The pitch-black liquid is not small, like sulfuric acid, corroding the skin and muscles of the other party.

The man couldn't stop wailing, but in three or five seconds, the man showed his bones, his chest was skinless, and his heart was beating under the bones. At first, it was strong, but it didn't take long for the black liquid to erode and his heart stopped beating.

"One-armed Zhang, are you crazy?! He's the nephew of the Black Tiger Daoist! ”

"Xuanshui is immersed, not to mention that the root bone is the original god will also be dissolved, and the shot is so vicious, what kind of grudge does this one-armed Zhang have with him?"

As early as the moment Zhang Tong made a move, many people had already discovered the strangeness, until the Xuanshui gushed out, and everyone was dumbfounded with a ghostly expression. It's not a big deal to see the excitement, although they were surprised, but no one stopped them.

The one who was dying was the nephew of the Black Tiger Daoist, who was one of the few demons in the 100,000 mountains, and he was a first-class master in the early stage of the Earth Immortal. This person has a tyrannical temperament and will be retributed, and there are more than a dozen sons, but he loves this nephew. It is rumored that the two are called uncle and nephew, but they are actually father and son. At the beginning, the Black Tiger Daoist had an affair with his sister-in-law and gave birth to a son, who was born with great talent and was very favored by the Black Tiger Dao people.

So even if this person's ability is low, and he is facing the Black Tiger Daoist behind him, everyone can only pinch their noses and admit it. I never thought that Zhang Tong was so bold that he dared to kill, not only killed but also wiped out the Yuan Shen, which was afraid that he had been holding grudges in his heart for a long time, and finally broke out. Everyone couldn't figure it out, the monkey said a word, and Zhang Tong dared to kill someone. What is the identity of this monkey?

Looking at it curiously, they couldn't see the depth of Tang Shi clearly, as if a deep pool was bottomless. Why didn't you find this monkey so powerful before? What a hell of a life! But where did such a powerful monkey come out of a hundred thousand mountains?

Everyone was horrified in their hearts, compared to the death of a nephew by the Black Tiger Daoist, this kind of thing is not worth mentioning. When people die like lights going out, they are all devils with their heads pinned to their waists, and they look at the dead very lightly. Of course, this kind of thing is also divided into distant and close relatives, for the Black Tiger Dao people, the nephew is dead, that is a big deal.

In the blood cave, the Black Tiger Dao people were eating wine with people. At the beginning, Youquan raised his arms and called out the followers like clouds, and the Black Tiger Dao people were the most active among them. Since coming to this bloody cave, he has relied on the first to come, and he has regarded himself as a patriarch. Youquan didn't bother to care about big things, and he seemed to be sitting on the position of the patriarch after coming and going. However, he is also a smart man, and the so-called patriarch is just an excuse, and he has no idea of superiority. On the contrary, through the identity of the patriarch, he has a close relationship with the people around him. After a long time, they gradually became familiar, and everyone said that this person was so proficient in the world, but he doted on his nephew, which was really strange.

The wine was only three rounds, and the Black Tiger Daoist suddenly felt that his heart was warm. Reaching into his arms and touching it, his face changed drastically.

He stood up with a bang, causing everyone in the banquet to look at each other.

"Brother Black Tiger, what's going on so panicking?"

The Black Tiger Daoist took his hand out of his arms, and there was a glass bead in his palm. The beads are dull and covered with broken lines, with a faint yellow glow on the inside.

"Whose soul bead is this? Why is it so dim "Soul beads are such a thing, and the decent life lamp is the same way." However, it is not as good as the life lamp, the soul bead can only record the life signs of the target, and if it dies, it doesn't even know who the enemy is. This point of life lamp is much more advanced, not only knowing life and death, but also recording the enemy when he is dead.

The soul bead in the hands of the Black Tiger Dao man was dim, proving that the target was in a state of serious injury. Seeing that the soul bead soul fire was about to be extinguished, he didn't care about explanation, and flew straight towards the blood cave. The blood cave was deep and tortuous, and the Black Tiger Daoist was tossing and turning in the cave, and the distance was only halfway through, when a slight clicking sound was heard.

Spread out the palm of his hand, the soul bead in his hand was broken into two halves, and the soul fire was extinguished. The Black Tiger Daoist looked at his palm in a daze, and after a few seconds, a roar shook the blood acupoint.

"Ding'er!!"

This voice was so terrible that everyone could hear it clearly even outside the blood cave. Most people don't know what's going on, and can only vaguely tell who the voice is coming from. The demons around Tang Shi knew the inside story, and when they thought of the people of the Black Tiger Dao, they couldn't help but feel a spirit.