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On the dark blue dead sea, there is a huge scale, extended by the dark red iron pillar totem that reaches to the sky, is a balance bar, on which two huge scales hang down with an ancient dark red huge iron chain.

Above the gray sky, lightning and thunder roared.

Two fifth-order figures stood on top of the 10,000-meter-high ancient Libra tray and fought.

"You're defeated. ”

A cold figure stood proudly at the top of the scale, looking at the depressed figure in front of him, his voice was cold. "The first person of the younger generation, known as the peerless genius who has the best hope of catching up with the footsteps of the gods in ten thousand years, is nothing more than that, just that, even just in vain. ”

The voice of the man who stood above the ancient witchcraft was so cold that it was emotionless, as if he had been born without any emotion, and was simply complaining. "Li Dinghuo, it's just a vain name. ”

Brush pull.

"Am I defeated?"

A young man on the opposite side, covered in blood, gradually stood up, smiling desperately and grimly.

This is an ordinary teenager with an extremely ordinary face.

It's not even the kind that doesn't come out of the crowd anymore. However, he was dressed in an extremely strange way, without arrogance, and with a mediocre temperament, like a passerby, and he carried a huge transparent crystal coffin behind him, on which lay the corpse of a serene but pale woman.

But at this time, Li Dinghuo didn't seem to be the first person of the younger generation, and he didn't have the pride of being the strongest genius, and he began to cry like an ordinary helpless teenager, and he crumbled his body at a loss.

"Wan'er, I'm sorry for you. ”

He gently hugged the coffin behind him, and burst into tears at the mortal woman's corpse, "I obviously said that I would abandon everything with you and live in seclusion in the mountains like a mortal~ Spend my life together, but... I hurt you. ”

Bang!!

Mu Eleven shook the folding fan slightly, and then kicked the crying young man in front of him away without pity, his voice was still cold: "You just crush the opponent with the strength of the fifth order, you have no fighting skills at all, and you are in a posture of pulling and tearing each other's clothes like a woman fighting." ”

"With all due respect. ”

Curtain Eleven's voice was still cold.

He looked at the young first person in front of him, Li Dinghuo, and his figure flashed again, easily kicked the pale young man to the ground, stomped on his chest with his foot, and said coldly: "Have you ever fought with someone, you have amazing qualifications and talents, but you don't know how to use them." ”

"Your qualifications, talents, and even those that are rare in the past few years are even better than me, but..." said Mu Eleven, bending down and gently patting his face, and slammed his chest again, gulping blood out of Li Ding's mouth.

"Let me take the liberty of asking, the first person of the younger generation, have you ever killed a chicken? Mu Eleven smiled coldly: "You shouldn't talk about fighting, don't talk about killing, you haven't even killed chickens." ”

"It's a shame for me that the spiritual object you possess is listed as a twin alongside my 'Heavenly Affection'. ”

Poof.

Mu 11 kicked the young man in front of him hard again, but Li Dinghuo vomited blood, but he still used his body to protect the coffin in his arms, preventing the corpse of the woman in it from being hurt in the slightest.

The figure flickered again.

Mu 11 came to Li Dinghuo, who had no power to resist, and his voice was still indifferent: "If my expectations are correct, with a person like you who has no ambitions, you will definitely not rush to the 'Mohai Dragon Palace' out of thin air to fight with people, just to make a wish and resurrect the woman in the coffin you are carrying, right?"

Poof.

Kicked Li Dinghuo away again.

Then Mu Eleven sucked the coffin hard with his hand, snatched the coffin in front of him, his face was already emotionless, his eyes glanced at the corpse of the woman in the coffin, and sighed softly: "It is a good wish to resurrect the dead." ”

"Give me back!"

Li Dinghuo's face changed, and he stumbled up.

He burst out loud and screaming, and suddenly rushed towards Makueleven with his seriously injured body, as if snatching back the corpse of the woman in the coffin in front of him was something more important than his life.

"Give Wan'er back!!"

Boom!

Mu 11 once again knocked Li Dinghuo away, but his face flashed with solemnity: "Interesting, you are growing rapidly, you have changed from a woman's tearing clothes to a street gangster's fighting method, and this set of undisciplined turtle king eight punches is very powerful." ”

It seems that Mu 11 has been drinking tea and cultivating in the "Sacrifice Heaven before", looking down and not looking up, and Lin Yuqing, a woman with a poisonous tongue, has been with her for a long time, and her tone has a vague vicious tone of that woman.

"He is a peerless genius that is difficult to come out of the ages. ”

Mu Eleven sneered, looked at Li Dinghuo in front of him with faint disdain, and said: "Even if you don't deliberately cultivate, your innate fighting instinct still makes you above 99 percent, but you must know that my talent is not inferior to you, and my hard work is no worse than anyone else." ”

"Give Wan'er back, give me back !!!"

As if he hadn't heard Makueleven's voice, the seriously injured pale young man screamed again, as if he had become a madman, desperate to get the coffin back from Makueleven.

Poof.

Makueleven once again gently knocked the young man in front of him to the ground.

began to stomp on his face with his shoes, causing his facial features to distort for a while: "Yes, this time you actually have the level of a street artist, you can go to the street to turn over a few fights and ask for a few money." ”

A place of blood red.

A large amount of blood gradually flowed out from Li Dinghuo's seven orifices who were trampled on the ground.

His resistance gradually weakened, and his whole body began to twitch faintly~ twitching, no matter how strong the obsession with retrieving the corpse was, he couldn't stand the exhaustion of his body, and even his mind began to gradually blur.

"That's it?"

Mu 11 looked at Li Dinghuo, who was falling in a pool of blood in front of him, and his voice was already unwavering: "I still have some expectations, the first person of the younger generation is so vulnerable, and he is just crushing the fourth-order person with the cultivation of the fifth order." ”

He was muttering to himself, but there was a subtle movement around him.

"Act Eleven, do you know you're playing with fire?"

Chen Xun's figure gradually climbed up from the dark red iron pillar totem.

This 10,000-meter-high distance wasted a lot of Chen Xun's climbing time, Chen Xun lowered his head, looked at the young man Li Dinghuo who fell in a pool of blood, and then looked at the female corpse in the coffin next to him.

"Do you dare to provoke the host of the 'Crazy Demon', aren't you afraid of death?"

Chen Xunyou sighed faintly, as if it was none of his business, spread out his palms and smiled lightly: "He is a well-deserved protagonist of heaven and earth, a typical protagonist in the storytelling story, you even mocked and tortured him step by step, I will wait for you to be beaten to death." ”

"Because he's so weak, he's really too weak. ”

Mu Eleven's tone was still flat, and he looked at Chen Xun and said, "I just want to see, the tenth 'infatuated demon' tied for my ninth 'Heavenly Love', the infatuation of the human world and the ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao, who is stronger?"

Urn...

Between the two of them, Li Dinghuo, who suddenly fell in a pool of blood, shook slightly...

An inexplicable and terrifying aura gradually evaporated from the seriously injured body of the unconscious teenager, as if something terrible was brewing, which was terrifying.

"I guess I'm about to wake up, so you wait to be beaten to death. ”

Chen Xun hurriedly flashed, retreating hundreds of meters away, with an attitude of watching the fire from across the shore.

sat cross-legged and prepared to watch, and whispered to himself: "There is a good show to watch, it is like a bridge section of a restaurant storytelling, the upright and upright protagonist of heaven and earth, who broke through in the hands of the demon who died a lot, saved the heroine and killed the chattering villain." ”

"It's another storytelling story. ”

The sense of déjà vu of this picture inexplicably reminded Chen Xun of the leisurely man who sat indifferently next to him and secretly surrounded the audience in the Poison Mist Valley before. "It has nothing to do with me, you can sit down and watch, if at this time, there is tea and some snacks. ”

(To be continued.) )