Chapter one hundred and thirty-nine

After a month, outside the secret realm of the Law Saint. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the high platform, the patriarch of the Shanli tribe sat cross-legged, his gray hair was frost white, and his rough face was vicissitudes, and he closed his eyes.

It has been seven months since the clansmen of the Zhishanli tribe entered the Fa Saint Secret Realm.

Looking at the dimmed name on the light tablet, Blazing Bear felt sorrow in his heart, and he knew that it meant that his people had lost their lives and fallen in this bloody trial.

Beside him, the black wolf sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly sunken, looking extremely cold.

Looking at the white-haired fierce bear, the corners of his mouth flashed a cold smile.

Immediately, he looked up, and on the top of the bronze, the name of the Black Xuan stood brightly, and the light was dazzling!

It was his youngest son, far less gifted than his eldest son, but it was also extraordinary.

After this year, the Shanli tribe should also disappear from this world!

The black wolf murmured inwardly, overjoyed.

He had been waiting for this moment for more than a hundred years.

The pale face was flushed, the momentum was looming, and the black wolf's face was happy, he sensed where the barrier was!

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, the black wolf's face changed slightly, and his brows frowned.

At that moment, the qi and blood in his body were surging, as if he was on a whim, and he felt a touch of worry.

"Could it be that something happened to him?"

The black wolf's thoughts raced, and he immediately raised his right hand and waved it suddenly. A curtain of light suddenly appeared in the air!

The picture is blurry, and a white figure staggers and flees frantically.

Even if he can't see clearly, the familiar back, the black wolf knows that it is his young son!

Behind him, a figure in a blood-colored robe galloped, carrying a man behind him......

"Shaft, you dare?!"

The black wolf's face changed and he roared. The light in his eyes became cold and murderous.

Beside him, the Patriarch of Shanli was shocked, and he immediately opened his eyes. The black wolf's roar woke him up.

The Blazing Bear Patriarch raised his head, his dim eyes suddenly bloomed, and his essence flickered!

Even with the frosty white hair that made him sad, he knew it was him, the little boy who had lived in the tribe for three years.

The expression of the Fierce Bear Patriarch changed, and the black wolf saw it in his eyes, he seemed to be aware of it, and looked at it intently, and the figure of the blood robe faintly had a sense of familiarity. He remembered the young man in the Shanli tribe who was searching for the Seven Realms of the Mountains seven months ago......

In his mind, the young man's figure slowly merged with this blood-robed figure!

"He's from your tribe?!"

The black wolf's expression was indifferent, his voice was extremely cold, and he never concealed his murderous intentions.

The momentum burst out, and the suppression went down!

The Blazing Bear Patriarch even sensed that his bones were rattling, if it weren't for the fact that he was not allowed to fight here, I believe that the old guy at this moment would definitely attack him.

Under the momentum, the white hair flew, and the corners of the fierce bear's mouth flashed with a touch of ridicule, but he didn't say a word.

"Whew!"

The black wolf exhaled deeply, his face gloomy as water. However, he did not dare to make a move here and offend the adults on the mountain. Otherwise, even if you don't die because of Tian'er, you will inevitably be punished!

"If my son dies, in five months, I will destroy the Shanli tribe!"

The black wolf roared inwardly, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes. In silence, he quietly looked at the blurred light curtain.

In the picture, the ancient trees are towering, the sun is dappled, and the white figure is vertical and horizontal, and behind him, the blood-colored figure is chasing after him.

Half an hour later, the white figure and the Futu fearlessly clashed, the momentum was magnificent, and after a bloody battle, the black Xuan body fell!

"No!!"

The black wolf roared sadly, and the momentum of breaking the mountain in half a step rose to the sky, and in the light curtain, the white clothes were stained with blood, and the vitality disappeared. As soon as the black wolf thought about it, the light curtain dispersed, he stood up, Huo Ran glared at the fierce bear, his face showed a hideous color, and the majestic mountain power palm evolved!

He's going to kill him!

Suddenly, a terrifying sense of crisis appeared, and the black wolf almost suffocated.

It was a gaze, majestic and powerful, the corners of the black wolf's mouth suddenly flowed blood, and the mountain power in the palm of his palm slowly dissipated.

The momentum retracted, and the black wolf turned away from the high platform.

His back was full of sadness, and the death of his young son reminded him of a scene ten years ago, when the previous patriarch of the Shanli tribe was also like this.

When he came to the place where the gang gathered, he gave an order, and the people of the Fallen Soul Forest left with the black wolf.

Sen Leng's momentum dispersed, this matter is not over yet.

In the so-called Law Saint Secret Realm, you can kill wantonly, there are no rules, and you can't retaliate for it afterwards, it's just because of the question of ability.

In ancient times, there were strong people who died on 'trumped-up' charges, and today it is not unavoidable?!

Blazing Bear knows that the Shanli Tribe will once again face a life-and-death situation. But he didn't blame Futu for being fearless, if he could enter a good sect, the black wolf would be bold, and he wouldn't dare to make a move against the tribe!

But now, there is still a need to take precautions, and as soon as he thought of this, the Fierce Bear Patriarch stood up and walked off the high platform.

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In the Remnant Immortal Realm, in the Ancient Forest.

Fu Tu stood fearlessly with a sword, and in front of him was a white-clothed corpse.

The young man's bloody clothes faded away, and his robes turned gray. With the bamboo horse in his waist, Futu fearless was puzzled.

"Celestial wolf, what's wrong?"

On her back, the girl asked. The wounds on her body were gradually healing, and even the bones on her hands were already growing.

However, she was also seriously injured in her body, and the self-explosion at that moment hurt the girl's origin.

"This man ......"

Fu Tu muttered fearlessly, frowning, suddenly, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "He's not dead!"

"What?"

The girl was surprised, and looked at the corpse on the ground, which was lifeless, and was obviously dead and could not die anymore. Don't......

The girl seems to have understood.

"Is it ......?"

"Hmm!"

Fu Tu nodded fearlessly, he knew that Twenty-Three understood what he meant.

This man is not dead, this is just a puppet. Unexpectedly, the young master of the Fallen Soul Forest actually mastered this secret technique, but why did he let himself "kill" him?

For some reason, Fu Tu Daring did feel as if he had been calculated by this person.

On her back, the girl groaned, and then said: "I have seen this kind of puppet in ancient books, it is condensed with blood and manipulated by the soul. But a puppet in the realm of backing the mountain, there is no need at all, the death of the puppet will hurt the master's Daoji!"

"Then why would this man create a puppet to kill me?"

The boy was puzzled.

"Let's go, leave it alone. It doesn't matter what kind of puppet it is, kill it, kill it. The girl's right hand clenched into a fist, and Huo Ran waved.

"Hmm!"

The young man bowed his head and left immediately.

If it weren't for the fact that the battle exploits on the back of his hand had not changed, it would be difficult for him to see that this person was actually a puppet!

The two left. The corpse remained, not as annihilated as the other monks.

As night fell, a black figure appeared, and he glanced at the corpse on the ground, silent.

"Is this a loophole?"

The black shadow murmured, and with a move of his right hand, the corpse disappeared instantly.

The black robe obscured most of this person's face, and suddenly, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of Fu Tu's fearless departure.

Under the moonlight, a pair of scarlet lips appeared, extremely bewitching.

"First person, don't let me down!"

A murmur spread, and the figure of the black shadow flickered.

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(To be continued)