The old patriarch didn't seem to have the intention of erasing Xia Xu, his face was anxious, but he didn't kill him. The villagers who were ordered to shoot did not use weapons, and several monks with qi refining cultivation did not use any spells or magic weapons.

The blood-red Xia Xuan opened his teeth and claws, his mouth was blood-red, but his thin body had the strength of a thousand catties, and the sturdy ox and the fat black pig fell to the ground under his arms.

The mouth that stretched out the four fangs and bit down on the scalper's neck, and the blood like a pillar instantly splattered. Both cattle and black pigs were bitten to death after letting out a wail.

Chen Yuan had seen the picture of slaughtering pigs and cows, and before he became a monk, he ...... every year

Chapter 162 of "Immortal Road Dust": Tomb Keeper, the back hand of the Qili Divine Venerable is hitting the hand, please wait a while,

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