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When they were separated before, the smiling tiger also swore that he would repay the grace of saving his life in the future, as long as he said a word, the other party would go to the soup and die without hesitation, and now I think about it is a dog fart, and the performance at that time was completely hypocritical, it seems that the words of this person in the bloody killing organization must not be trusted!

Suddenly, Luo Lin, who was furious, seemed to notice that something was wrong, because he had been scolding the smiling tiger for a while, but the smiling tiger on the other side stood there without saying a word, and even his expression and movements had not changed in the slightest!

"This, this...... No, the smiling tiger is ......."

However, at this moment, suddenly a wanton laughter came from the other side, and the source of the laughter was none other than the red-haired Mosul!

"Hahaha...... Rollin, looking at you now, it seems to understand why we are suddenly here and blocking you here?hahaha...... That's right, it's him, it's your former friend, Smiling Tiger, yes, you see it right, he's dead, and now he's my undead, I found out by probing his memory, his nose has a very magical tracking effect on you, hahaha...... When he was in the Mayan Mountains, he chased you for more than a thousand miles, and he remembered your smell in his bones, so you couldn't hide anything!"

Speaking of this, while Luo Lin was stunned, Mosul suddenly waved his arm and slammed the evil spear magic that had just been condensed towards Luo Lin's side, and at the same time, his figure flashed and rushed towards Luo Lin.

"Your Highness, let's come!" the black-robed old man beside Mosul hurriedly said.

In this regard, Mosul couldn't help but wave his hand and said: "It's okay, I know what you mean, if you fight here for a long time, it will definitely attract the attention of the people of the Light Alliance, don't worry, I won't give Luo Lin a chance, within ten breaths, no, five breaths, I will definitely end up with Luo Lin!"

For the enemy who killed his beloved disciple, Luo Lin, Mosul naturally wanted to kill the other party with his own hands, so that it was the most enjoyable, in addition, after leaving the Martial God Tower, he fought against Luo Lin, and it was a temporary draw with this junior, and even Luo Lin also seriously injured his colorful Sky Swallowing Python, which Mosul has always been worried about.

The previous battle was a shame for him, he, a necromancer who had been cultivating for three hundred years, had not taken down a hairy boy who had only been cultivating for more than ten years, and the arrogant Mosul naturally couldn't accept this fact.

So, after returning to the Dark Alliance, Mosul was driven by this hatred, desperately cultivated, he had been cultivating for a full three hundred years, after breaking through to the seventh-level magician in the Martial God Tower, and then under the desperate cultivation, he accumulated steadily, in just a few years, he stubbornly cultivated from the beginning of the seventh level, all of a sudden to the peak of the seventh level, at this moment, whether it is magic power or spiritual power, he has reached the extreme of the seventh-level necromancer, and Mosul may enter the eighth-level necromancer at any time！

Therefore, now that Mosul's cultivation has risen sharply, it is natural that he will come up and personally clean up his life and death hatred!

The black-robed old man Aqina and the white-robed old man Seth Black couldn't help but glance at each other, both of them saw a wry smile in each other's eyes, their Holy Son His Royal Highness Mosul, naturally didn't say anything about cultivation talent and perseverance, but there was one thing that was not good, that is, he was too arrogant and didn't put anyone in his eyes, and now, for the sake of a breath, he went up to fight Luo Lin alone, and put them two holy domain level powerhouses aside.

According to the meaning of Aqina and Seth Hei, it is natural that they will take matters into their own hands, quickly kill this great tribulation Luo Lin, and then leave this place quickly, so as not to let the people of the Light Alliance discover their whereabouts and cause unnecessary trouble, but now, since His Highness Mosul said so, if he does not give him face, even if the two of them are strong people at the level of the Holy Domain, but they are His Highness the Holy Son, that is, His Majesty the Pope of the Dark Holy See in the future, how can they afford to provoke it.

However, sigh to sigh, these two Sanctuary powerhouses are still extremely confident in His Highness Mosul, they have personally watched Mosul's cultivation from the early stage of the seventh level, in just over two years, suddenly improved to the peak of the seventh level, although Mosul has endured for a full three hundred years before, and it is a thick accumulation at the moment, but his cultivation speed is still staggering!

For Luo Lin, who had just broken through to become a seventh-level magician in the Martial God Tower at the same time, the two Sacred Domain powerhouses naturally thought that their Dark Holy See's Holy Son Highness must have made a move, at most, it would be a matter of taking a little more effort.

"Snort!", "Snort!", "Snort!", "Snort!", "Snort!", ......

With a series of sky-breaking sounds, a full twenty-four sharp short spears exuding an evil aura came towards Luo Lin ****.

Because there are two Sacred Domain level powerhouses watching from the side, Luo Lin knows that there is no possibility of escaping at all, and at this moment, seeing Mosul attacking, he is naturally happy to fight with the other party, delaying time is one thing, if he captures Mosul alive and uses him to blackmail those two Sacred Domain powerhouses, there is a great hope of survival!

Therefore, for this battle, Luo Lin takes it very seriously, win, must win the other party, and try his best to capture the other party alive, so, for the **** to come to the twenty-four evil short spears that exude a cold light, Luo Lin snorted coldly, took out the golden trident with a flip of his hand, and swung it towards the evil short spear that was already within his attack range!

"When!", "When!", "When!", ......

With the sound of a series of gold and iron clashes, the golden trident in Luo Lin's hand suddenly collided with the evil short spear from the other party.

"Shhh...... This wicked short spear is so powerful!"

As soon as he came into contact with the **** short spear, Luo Lin suddenly found that the attack power of this black evil short spear was violent, and the golden trident in his hand was almost taken out of his hand, you know, after Luo Lin became a seventh-level martial artist, the strength of his body has gained a qualitative leap, if it is an ordinary evil spear, Luo Lin can block it with no effort at all, but now the evil short spear released by Mosul is somewhat dwarfed. (To be continued.) )