Voldemort's mouth tightened more and more, Zheng Xian struggled hard, but his feet and hands were all held down by Voldemort's hands and feet like barbed dragon claws, and he couldn't get rid of the strange power of the ghost horse that became Voldemort's dragon for a while!

The sound of broken bones sounded!

Voldemort Dragon tore off half of Zheng Xian's shoulder, with the flesh and bones, and swallowed it all with a bang, and then Voldemort Ryuji sneered and showed a look of unfinished after enjoying it!

Then he opened his mouth and bit Zheng Xian's neck again.

The wound on Zheng Xian's shoulder, which was as painful as half a basin, was burned by the corrosive saliva and bubbled with green bubbles and curling smoke.

Seeing Voldemort's big mouth and bite towards his neck, Zheng Xian was horrified in his heart, and at the same time, he hurriedly twisted his neck and almost avoided this bite!

Voldemort's mouth hit the ground directly, making a dull loud bang, the floor tiles were completely shattered, and the flying rubble left several small wounds on Zheng Xian's face!

The fierceness in Zheng Xian's heart was completely stimulated at this time, and after avoiding Voldemort's bite, Zheng Xian opened his mouth violently and bit Voldemort's neck!

Voldemort never thought that it would always be him who would bite others, and today someone would dare to bite him!

Zheng Xian squeaked in the middle of the neck of the defenseless Voldemort Dragon, the neck of the Voldemort Dragon was full of raised scales like bone spurs, and ordinary people bit on it, let alone bite the neck of the Voldemort Dragon, I am afraid that he will first break his own teeth!

However, Zheng Xian is not an ordinary person, at this time, Zheng Xian mobilized the power of life and death to pour into his mouth, and while strengthening his teeth, the cheeks on both sides of Zheng Xian bulged high, and the orbicularis oris muscle here was instantly increased by more than ten times by the power of vitality, and the bite force was raised to an extremely terrifying level!

With a click, Voldemort's neck was really torn off by Zheng Xian with a large piece of flesh.

Voldemort's artery was bitten off by Zheng Xian, and the hot blood immediately shot out! In the final analysis, Voldemort's dragon at this time occupies the human body of the ghost horse, not the real Voldemort's own body, if it is Voldemort's own spirit body, Zheng Xian bites it, and may be able to bite the flesh and skin, but the blood on Voldemort's body is all turquoise high-strength corrosive liquid, Zheng Xian tore off Voldemort's skin and flesh at the same time, a mouthful of teeth is estimated to have been melted away!

But this body, which is simulated by the body of a ghost horse, cannot have many of Voldemort's original means, and this will be Zheng Xian's success!

Voldemort had never suffered such a big loss, he let out a miserable scream, and then he was dozens of times more fierce, regardless of his blood-spurting neck, he suddenly turned his head and bit Zheng Xian's neck fiercely again! Zheng Xian just tore off a piece of his flesh in one bite, and he was enough to bite Zheng Xian's neck off in one bite!

This time, Voldemort's neck was like a rubber made of rubber, and it suddenly stretched out by more than ten centimeters, not giving Zheng Xian any chance to dodge, and a mouthful of fine sharp teeth bit Zheng Xian's neck fiercely!

Voldemort let out a cruel sneer, his sharp teeth pierced the skin of Zheng Xian's neck, as long as he continued to increase his strength, he would be able to bite Zheng Xian's neck alive, and then suck out the bridge between heaven and earth and eat it!

For Voldemort, it was the supreme delicacy of the world!

Seeing that Voldemort Dragon, who had a happy face, was about to bite down hard, the three-inch spirit of the ghost horse also showed a look on his face that it was time to end, and seeing that the next moment, Zheng Xian's neck would be bitten off alive!

But at this time, Voldemort Dragon suddenly certain, as if he had been immobilized, his whole body stiffened, and even the tail that swung back and forth was frozen in the air, motionless!

And the three-inch spirit of the ghost horse sitting on the door of the dragon's brain immediately showed an extremely nervous expression.

At this time, under Voldemort's body, Zheng Xian finally broke free from the pressure of Voldemort's claw-like palm, this hand did not try to push Voldemort Dragon to relieve the siege, but was pinching Voldemort's crotch and pinching the pair of extremely deadly things of the ghost horse!

Zheng Xian's eyes showed a trace of bloody madness, but his voice was so cold that it was cold to the bone, "I'll count one, two, three, let's work together to see if it's your first egg to break or me to be in a different place, whoever lets go first and loosens his mouth, who is a bastard bastard!"

Voldelong, who occupied the body of the ghost horse, seemed to be also shocked by Zheng Xian's crazy momentum, and he actually stopped for a while and did not continue to bite!

And the ghost horse's face showed a hint of awe, obviously he couldn't let go of the ball that was grabbed by Zheng Xian, and he was very obsessed!

One!

Voldemort took a deep breath!

Two!

Onima took a deep breath.

This half breath had just been inhaled into his stomach, and before the back had been inhaled, the ghost horse suddenly hummed and screamed!

The most terrifying voice in the world suddenly sounded!

The volcanic dragon lying on Zheng Xian's body let out a scream suddenly, all the muscles and veins on his body jumped up, his waist and back bent like a lion roaring mountains, and in the midst of the screams, the big mouth unconsciously let go and bit Zheng Xian's neck.

At this time, Voldemort's body began to contract violently, the sword fins on his back turned into billowing blood, burrowed back into the body of the ghost horse, and the spur-like scales on his body also stretched out again, becoming a thick pores, and the pair of dark eyes also reborn the whites of the eyes, and the three-inch ghost horse sitting on the door of Voldemort's head also disintegrated into a thought, burrowing back into Voldemort's body.

Voldemort's possession was broken by the severe pain caused by Zheng Xian's pinching!

"Bastard, you didn't count three!" the ghost horse hissed with anger and pain on his face, as long as it was a man, if that thing was pinched and exploded, it would become exhausted!

Zheng first looked at the wet palm, but unfortunately did not see the egg yolk overflowing.

The other hand was holding the shoulder that was bubbling with billowing smoke and turquoise bubbles, and the vitality of Zheng Xian's body was surging to repair the wounds on his shoulder, and the amount of corroded force was just the same as the amount of repair.

Looking at the ghost horse who was played by Zheng Xian and roared again and again, the corners of Zheng Xian's mouth twitched slightly, stepped forward, and stepped on the shoulder of the ghost horse fiercely.

"I need your immortal cultivation cheats, hand it over to save you from death!"

The ghost horse covered his crotch with both hands, and the original momentum had long since dissipated without a trace, and at this time, the ghost horse's face was distorted, and he roared angrily: "You want to get my cheats? You are dreaming! You have broken my body, I want you to pay for it with blood......

Zheng Xian was condescending, and his eyes were cold!

Then he raised his foot violently and trampled on the head of the ghost horse!

The face of the ghost horse, whose mouth was extremely hard and his face was distorted, instantly showed a look of horror, which was an unavoidable desperate gaze that would only appear in the eyes of the existence that foresaw his life and death!

"You didn't count to three......"

With a pop, Zheng Xian's feet slammed on the ghost horse's head, and the ghost horse's head burst out, like a watermelon dropped from the tenth floor, and the blood and bone skull slurry centered on Zheng Xian's thick footprints, and scattered violently all around, and these flesh and blood were even steaming!

You didn't count to three, and it became the last words of the ghost horse!

At this time, Zheng Xian's body was scorched and burning, and the gloomy aura and dead air gathered together, completely surrounding Zheng Xian.

At this time, Zheng Xian was like a demon who had fallen into hell for eternity and never saw the slightest bit of sunshine, and when an ordinary immortal cultivator touched it, he would definitely turn around and run!

In the convulsive body of the ghost horse, the three souls and seven spirits all burst out, and one of the more secret souls had turned into a karmic fire, tangled and entangled with the person who killed him.

It was like a firewood thrown into the fire, and with a bang, the dead air on Zheng Xian's body was turbid, and the burning karmic fire grew a lot stronger.

In the city, there were people drinking coffee in a coffee shop, and the weak woman with an impatient face suddenly cried and spent the heavy makeup on her face, left behind the four bodyguards in black suits, kicked off the valuable high heels on her feet, ignored the eyes of passers-by, lifted her skirt, and ran wildly all the way......

"Three, is it important?" Zheng Xian looked at the spirit of the ghost horse that dissipated in the air with a little confusion.

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Is the ticket important? Do you still need to ask, the princes who have eggs?