Everyone is evil, and the only one is astringent.

Before the war began, Thirteen Lang's well-intentioned persuasion brought countless ridicule, and only the bald man showed hesitation. At this moment, his spirit puppet was destroyed, and his courage fell to the lowest.

The call for mercy came out of his mouth, and Dahan was keenly aware of the shift in Shisanlang's gaze, and his fist also turned in the air, and rushed towards the young man on Dahan's side.

Ecstasy swelled in his heart, and Dahan did not hesitate at all, and moved viciously.

"Ah...... Hah!"

It wasn't the sound of laughter, it was the roar of the great ape.

His mouth opened wide like a snake to the jawbone, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed that he could see something with a round hole in the big man's throat. A circle of light gray ripples formed in his mouth, and the big man's mouth was elongated, like a pipe sticking out a few inches, and then suddenly retracted.

Gray ripples spat out of his mouth, and the big man's face instantly turned gray as paper, but his eyes couldn't contain the ecstasy, roaring and roaring.

"Voice of the Gods, see what else you can crack!"

There is a god in the mountains, the divine voice comes into the world, the world is prostrate, and the earth is cracked and the mountains collapse. This magical power is not recorded in any Taoist classics, and it was obtained by a Yi woman at a great cost before he was admitted to the hospital, and the power is ...... Indescribable.

If it weren't for the fact that this magical power was quite restrictive, if it weren't for the reluctance to spend so much essence, if it weren't for the fact that he had no protective ability to perform this technique, why would he need to show weakness in front of everyone, and why would he need to endure until now, and wait until Thirteen Lang was close and did not attack him before killing him.

The ripple was not fast at first, and the ring quickly expanded to the size of a wheel. The edges of it are constantly jumping and flickering, like countless rings constantly folding together. A hissing sound sounded in the air, as if hundreds of millions of poisonous snakes were spitting out letters in unison, intersecting and superimposing each other, evolving into a scream that could burst the eardrums.

Sharp! Extremely sharp! The ripples are still fluttering in the air, and the ground and the surrounding space can no longer bear it, and it rumbles and explodes. The sand and gravel swept up by the strong wind did not have time to fall. They all turned into powder, and Thirteen Lang's clothes flew around, as if they were pierced and outlined by thousands of tiny fire needles. Dense red spots appear on the skin and spread quickly.

"Boom!"

"You're going to die......"

"Knock knock......! Ang!"

The roar of laughter and shouting continued, and thunder roared again in the air; The big gray drums with his mouth and his hooves beat the drum, and knocks four thunder sounds in a row.

Add another dragon's roar.

The confrontation between sounds and sounds, the entire battlefield was filled with crackling and crackling sounds, the surrounding array flags were unfurled in unison, and circles of light curtains surged up, enclosing the extended power in it.

There were four roars, four roars, centered on a certain point between Thirteen Lang and Dahan, and the ground within a radius of three zhang seemed to have been cut by a grinding knife. Qi Qi sank two feet.

The four drums and the roar of the dragon still couldn't completely dissolve the trembling ripples, and if the great Han's magic power was fully exerted, it was enough to threaten the life of the Yuanying monk.

The remnant ripples covered the dust, and its unsightly but extraordinarily smooth fur instantly seemed to be doused with boiling oil. The flesh rolled up, emitting a scorching smell.

"Eang!"

The retracted front hooves burst into flames, the big gray lips spilled blood, and the eyes burst into manic flames, intertwined with a rebellious and violent red glow that could not be vented without killing.

Two huge front hooves raised high, raining down on the head of the stunned and desperate man. At that moment, the donkey man stood in the air, like a mountain held up by the gods.

"Puff, puff!"

Like a hammer smashing into a pile of rotten meat, the big man didn't even have time to scream, and his head was first knocked into a rain of blood, followed by his shoulders, his chest, his waist and abdomen, his legs, and even his feet. ...,

"A dog will never have the right to show weakness, no matter how frightened he is in his heart, he will make fierce gestures to intimidate his opponents on the surface. Otherwise, the master will not raise it anymore, and your performance is so fake that you can't fake it anymore, and be a fool like you?"

At the moment before he died, Dahan heard Shisanlang's reply, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that all the people I killed before were stupid?

"This god is disfigured!"

Ash was still immersed in rage, roaring and raging at the corpse of the Great Han, and it was not until Thirteen Lang instructed him to clean up the Great Han's inheritance and never leave the roaring treasure unobtrusive, that the Great Ash came to his senses, and quickly opened his mouth and swallowed the mud and meat piled up on the ground into his stomach.

Its demeanor was unusually focused, and its movements were careful and full of anticipation, as if a diligent old farmer was facing the autumn fruit of the courtyard, and he thought proudly.

"It's the safest, no one wants to take it away. ”

The bloody scene fell into their eyes, and people watched the "rotten donkey" happily devouring the corpse, all of them shivering uncontrollably and almost wanting to fall.

"I heard...... Donkeys are herbivores?"

", if you don't eat meat, you have to be eaten, you are stupid to be a donkey!"

"It's just, you stupid donkey. ”

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The boy is afraid of the boy.

The owner of the Spirit Destroying Needle is a young man, with clear eyebrows and an amiable demeanor, and from a distance, he looks a little similar to Thirteen Lang. The difference is that his face is slightly gray, and there are a handful of black hair on each of his lips near the cheeks, which greatly affects the overall appearance and shows a bit of treacherousness.

Since he took the stage, the boy has been smiling, and as the muscles of his face trembled, the two pinches of black hair also jumped, not vicious, only vicious.

However, at this moment, the young man could no longer keep his smile sincere, his skin was a little wrinkled, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times from time to time, showing the panic and despair in his heart.

It's too fast!

Even those opening sentences are counted, and the time has passed at most forty breaths, if the two-headed brothers are counted as two people, and Thirteen Lang kills one person in ten breaths, without a moment's pause and delay.

He came towards him, ignoring the voice of the big man's lips, ignoring the golden lion that swooped down viciously, ignoring the surrounding sea of fire and smoke, miserable and vicious, and swooping down on him desperately.

When the two-headed brother Yuan Shen left his body, the young man's heart welled up with lightness. Then disappointed; the moment the Spirit Destroying Needle stabbed Thirteen Lang, the corners of his lips flashed with a smile, and then he felt panic; when the Great Han's lore failed, and Thirteen Lang rushed towards him with scars and tiredness, the young man had almost no fighting spirit in his heart, but he was in deep despair.

"We still have five people, and you're already hurt. I have the magic weapon given by my ancestors, we make peace, and we count it as a draw!"

Try to get out of all the ways you can get your hands on. The young man's body quickly retreated, pulling a handful of black hair in each hand, and shouted sharply, "Don't come here!"

"Dog mongrel. ”

He was answered with a foul language that was extremely insulting. The young man could not believe that the young man in front of him, whose face was pale, but still cold, and whose face was almost as painted by a painter, could say such unbearable words. He opened his mouth in astonishment, and stared at Thirteen Lang in a daze, as if he was puzzled.

“weishenme？”

"Yesterday you won two games, and Purple Cloud City has two more cripples. ”

The cold words echoed all around, echoing over the battlefield, like rolling thunder sweeping in all directions.

"Kill him!"

"The Thirteenth Young Master killed him, kill him!

"Destroy his spiritual roots, and turn him into a waste!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The sound of killing was bursting, and the sound of killing was sweeping. The murderous spirit is like a wave, and the evil spirit is like a raging wave.

The young man's face was gray, and he roared like a mournful scream at the two cold and cold gazes. ...,

"I'll fight with you!"

His hands tugged hard, trying to sacrifice the hole cards he relied on to survive. However, I don't know Weishenme, his movements are slightly stagnant, obviously pulling out, but his fingers have an extra action of pressing in and out.

"Six Desires ......" The young man's face turned pale instantly.

He suddenly realized a problem, weishenme had always been ruthless and determined that he would be so unbearable, so cowardly? But as he just said, there are still five people on his side, and there are still several magic weapons attacking around him, and Thirteen Lang has been injured and his mana has been greatly damaged.

In such a situation, would you be so afraid?

weishenme？weishenme！

"It's the Seven Emotions, and the Lust Divine Power is not the patent of the Ran family, and it is not even their original. ”

A hint of mockery flashed in Thirteen Lang's eyes, and he raised his hand and tapped it.

Thirty-seven forbidden rings surged, scrambling to pounce on the young man's body, firmly binding his limbs while bringing seven different feelings.

"Joy, sorrow, sorrow, fear, and fear, except for worry, you are empty!"

The shadow of his legs flashed, his fists flickered, and the young man's slightly thin body was kicked into the air by Thirteen Lang, and then he kept rising and falling under the staggered swings of the two fists, like a boat in a wandering torrent.

That kick severed his lumbar spine, and the fist that followed was pure torture, even redundant.

In the third punch, the boy no longer felt the pain, but he watched himself jump up and down, and the sound of crackling and breaking kept coming from his body, but he didn't feel it at all.

The feeling made him desperate and frightened even more, and the boy screamed in the air, his mournful voice echoing around him, like a ghostly cry.

"Don't fight, don't fight, don't ......"

"Kill me, kill ......"

The moment he shouted for mercy, Shisanlang punched him in the mouth, and also tore off the two handfuls of black hair for unknown purposes and put them in his pocket.

"You can live and you must live. ”

Thirteen Lang raised his leg and kicked the young man's sack-like body to the side, raised his hand and pointed at the golden lion that jumped forward, and said coldly: "Destroy it!"

"Quack!"

The red and green lightning swept out, and the Tianxin toad opened its big mouth, staring at the prey ten times bigger than it, and licking its lips.

The next moment, the lion's tail with the scorpion hook and the long tongue were tangled together, and the two exerted force at the same time.

The red shadow flashed back and sent it out again, along with the broken tail, into the golden lion's gaping jaw.

"Roaring ......"

The golden lion let out a half-mournful roar, and its huge body was lifted high like a stone and flew dozens of meters away.

Its body shrank in an instant, twitching on the ground like cramps, and its two big blazing eyes sunken into it like a thirsty fish.

"It's time to catch your breath. ”

Thirteen Lang fell back to the same place for a long time, and nodded lightly in the face of the remaining horrified gazes.

"From now on, let's play slowly. ”

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