Chapter 120: Burning with Anger

"Linlin, Xiaojie, don't stop me."

In the hundred-meter forbidden land, the Huaxin monk said with a somewhat expressionless face.

Side.

The second daughter of the moon department has already burst into tears, crying into tears.

Seeing that the flower heart monk spoke, he didn't say much, just jumped up, and took the first step and rushed in the direction of the young dragon pass.

The flower heart monk did not stop it.

He quietly watched the movements of the second daughter, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of sadness.

As for tears.

It's long gone.

"How can you live alone, isn't that too boring?"

After muttering softly, the flowery monk straightened his neckline and patted the floating ash on his hem.

Striding forward, he began to stride forward.

Step by step.

Walk through the Hanabe brothers, a road made of flesh and blood.

Stepping on the steps of the War Brothers, built with their bodies.

Walk through the Snow Brothers, dousing the nameless black fire with blood, and leaving behind the sheep intestine path.

Wade through the Windbe Brothers, a swamp of poisonous mist filled with corpses!

Until he came to a knife mountain, he was also his lover, the last level of the flower impact led by Yue Caiyi!

It was supposed to be covered with blades, and the knife mountain hell.

But at this moment, the blade embedded in the mountain was dotted with mottled blood stains.

The dark red color will be sharp and rotten, so that the entire knife mountain will become without a trace of sharpness!

Unconsciously.

Tears flowed down again.

The flower-hearted monk was speechless and choked, and raised his feet and stepped into the knife mountain!

The blunt knife rotted by blood, though unable to inflict fatal damage on him.

But it also brings endless suffering.

The blade wore out his shoes, and his new robes became ragged.

A pair of fleshy feet, even more by the only remaining sharpness, cut one by one, became flesh and blood.

Tingling, warm, coming from the soles of the feet to the mind.

Instead of a trace of pain on the face of the flower heart monk, a strange smile rose on his face.

"Your blood... It's hot, I feel it! ”

With his arms outstretched, the flowery monk closed his eyes.

The pace under his feet couldn't help but speed up by three points!

It's better to be cautious.

But such an action naturally brought a more brutal blow to the soles of his feet!

The soles of the feet are worn off!

Six of the ten toes have been cut off!

The pace staggered, and his face turned pale because of excessive blood loss!

Finally.

A fresh breeze blows.

Topic: The flowery monk slowly opened his eyes and found that he had reached the top of the mountain!

"Haha, one more step, just one step, I can do it!"

Look at the young dragon pass that is close at hand.

The flower-hearted monk cried with joy.

Carrying the hopes of everyone, his heart was wide, as if a big stone had fallen from his shoulder.

Relaxed!

Without hesitation, he stepped forward.

The flower heart monk looked at the sword mountain behind him with a slight slanted gaze, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Caiyi, wait for me! When I'm done, I'll go see your parents! ”

Bang!

A foot fell.

The pain on his feet did not shake the heart of the monk in the slightest.

He hurriedly looked ahead.

There was still yellow sand and black clouds in front of him, and his feet failed to step into the Hatchling Dragon Pass, and he still stepped on the forbidden land within 100 meters!

And in front of me, there is still a long way to go from the Hatchling Dragon Pass!

"Why!"

The flowery monk was furious, and once again raised his feet and stepped forward!

However, the distance was like the end of the world, and he couldn't step into it!

One step at a time, and then a big stride!

Until he was exhausted, the flower heart monk found out in despair that he had failed!

Blankly, he turned his head to look behind him.

The knife mountain was already far away from him, and it became a small dot.

A series of blood-colored footprints also told him that he was not standing still!

But why? What went wrong? ”

The flowery monk was at a loss.

For a while, my heart was like ashes.

"Are you going to give up? It carries the hopes of so many people, it would be a pity to give up like this! Look, isn't there one more step in the young dragon pass? You're working hard, and you might just get there! ”

Like a demonic whisper, it rings in my ears.

Swaying the confused heart of the flower monk.

Yes, the brothers have given so much, how can I give up?

Slowly get up from the ground.

The flower-hearted monk staggered forward step by step.

The blood-colored footprints under his body were gone, leaving only a bloody trace.

I don't know how long I walked.

The body fell again.

The strange voice came back to my ears.

Let a force resurface in his body.

With his feet smoothed, he crawls forward with his hands!

Ten fingers finally wore off.

The figure of the flower heart monk stopped again.

As his consciousness became more and more blurred.

The eerie whispers became more and more frequent.

"Hurry, hurry! You see, the young dragon pass is coming, and it's still a little close! Just a little! ”

Raise your head and look at the young dragon pass that seems to be accessible as soon as you raise your hand.

The flowery monk let out an unwilling roar from his mouth!

"Uhh

Smoothed out, leaving only the right hand of the white bones, slammed into the dirt!

Ignoring the sound of broken bones.

A slight move forward!

"Not enough, not enough! Try again with your left hand! ”

The sound in my ears is constant.

The flower heart monk looked blankly at Qi Gen's severed right arm, and slowly stretched out his left hand.

"Enough!"

Suddenly.

A suppressed voice came from behind him.

Let the flower heart monk's movements stagnate slightly.

Slowly tilt your head and look behind you.

I saw a familiar figure appear in front of his eyes.

"This figure seems to be the boss~"

......

Looking at the flowery monk who had passed out in a coma, Liu Mang's eyes seemed to have a surge of anger brewing!

It's been a long way.

The five encounters are vivid.

A long howl came out of his mouth, and he pointed at the sky with a slanted finger in his hand.

"You... Damn it! ”

The sound is like a wave, rolling out.

The sky thundered and thundered for no reason, and the rain poured down!

Blow away the black clouds in the sky, and wash away the haze that shrouds the 100-meter forbidden land!

For a time, the illusion was shattered, and the sword mountain, fire, sea of fire, and swamp stone forest all disappeared.

Only the five tribes of Fenghua Xueyue fell to the ground horizontally and vertically.

And each of them had a dark and rich demonic aura lingering on their bodies!

The demonic energy was like a spirit, wriggling in everyone's body.

It's like sucking.

And every time you allow to absorb, you will lose 5% of the experience bar of the five tribes!

"Humph!"

Snorted.

Peerless spears dance.

Bai Mang runs through the heavens and the earth, covering all the members of Wind Flower Snow Moon City.

With a vague roar of the basalt beast emerged.

Between heaven and earth.

Suddenly it became wet and heavy!

And the black demonic qi attached to the members of the various tribes, like spring and snow, began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye!

With a painful grunt.

One of the Wind Tribes was conscious and sat up from the ground.

It's like initiating a signal.

Soon, next to Liu Mang, there were 5 members standing next to him!

Everyone was glazed over at first.

When he saw the back of the demon lord alone facing the huge law in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Is that you! Top dog? ”

"Boss!"

"Great, the boss is back!"

For a while, the cheers resounded on the plain.