Chapter 1215

"Senior brother Xueyu is senior brother Xueyu of Xueyu peak."

"Senior brother Xueyu is coming, madman, wait to die!"

"Bold madman, dare to break into the blood refining peak without authorization, and kill people. See how rampant you are."

"Senior brother Xueyu, a pair of blood wings fly to the sky and escape to the ground. They rank among the top 700 in the peak. Bastard, you're dead."

“……”

Here comes the strong.

Blood feather peak blood feather, blood refining peak ranked 674, golden immortal peak, with a pair of blood colored wings condensed by the magic method, flying to the sky and hiding from the earth, omnipotent.

The arrival of this person instantly made the ordinary disciples of Xuelian peak who had been suppressed by Lin Hao's ferocious anger raise their heads and drink angrily.

Lin Hao didn't move and was still involved in the blood cloud.

Looking down from the sky, Xueyu was angry: "bastard, I call you an assistant. Can't you hear me?"

The sound is like thunder.

Lin Hao stopped decisively, because the blood cloud had dissipated and all the blood pills were condensed.

Then the small amount of blood pill disappeared out of thin air and was sealed into his orifices.

Such a scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding people, and it was another shock.

Although physical cultivation is not as rich and magical as the mainstream yuan cultivation in the fairy world, it also has a very unique place.

For example, open the orifices and acupoints, take yourself as a container, and accept Xumi in mustard.

Really speaking, this method is more magical than the storage ring, and it is safer to store things.

But not everyone can do it.

Unless there is a very unique method, to achieve this step, you need at least the golden immortal peak.

At present, among all the people here, except Xueyu himself, including Hexi, no one can do this.

It just doesn't scare Xueyu.

"The master of the blood feather peak has been practicing for 2000 years since the day when the lower world soared. He has gone through countless fierce battles and never killed unknown people. Who are you? Please report your name quickly."

The strong must look like the strong.

The presence of the strong, that aura and that belief are absolutely invisible to ordinary people.

Lin Hao looked up and thought, "the emperor doesn't like to talk to people with his head up, so you'd better come down!"

With five fingers open, without warning, he held his arms in the sky and looked down. The hovering blood feather fell straight.

In the dull eyes of the crowd, like a weak chicken, the pair of blood wings of blood feather were held by the wing roots.

Before Xueyu could be shocked, Lin Hao said faintly, "Lin Hao, the emperor, kills people without asking their names. The most under his hand is the nameless ghost."

You don't even bother to kill. You can extract the power of Qi and blood directly.

The blood feather screamed and his face was very distorted.

Suddenly someone said in a deep voice, "bold madman, don't stop."

……

At the entrance of the blood refining peak, the blood storm intensified, but the center was full of birds and flowers.

In the bloody hall, a handsome and elegant man in a brocade robe is lying on his side on the soft collapse of the high platform, pretending to sleep. Around him are a group of beautiful fox girls, either kneading their shoulders and beating their legs, or shaking a PU fan, gentle and small, admiring others.

Suddenly someone came to report: "elder martial brother Feng, it's bad. Someone broke into the blood refining peak without permission and claimed to kill one peak after another without paying anyone."

The sudden sound, with a little anxiety, broke the peace.

The girls are still the same, not surprised.

The man frowned slightly, "let him kill such a small thing. Don't bother us in the future."

In the long years, Xuelian peak has also accumulated many people. There are many famous peaks alone.

As the first person of this generation of Xuelian peak, he doesn't care that someone intrudes into such a small matter, because it's impossible to intrude.

As for who broke in and who he wanted, he was not interested in knowing.

His discontent was just that he was disturbed and clean, that's all.

Hearing his dissatisfaction, the reporter woke up with a start. He was sweating profusely. He didn't dare to say anything and hurried back.

That is, on this site, the meeting hall is only a hundred miles away, in an underground bloody cage.

Pop!

When a whip was whipped up, Xiao Quan said with a grim smile, "bitch, I have good news and bad news here. Which do you want to listen to first?"

The so-called Cheap slave is Fengwu.

During the conflict on that day, Feng danced brilliantly and almost killed Xiao Quan under the sword.

Even though he was outnumbered later, he was still arrested and imprisoned here. It can be said that although he was defeated, he was still proud.

Because of this, Xiao Quan especially hated it and thought it a great shame. He came to whip and beat when he was free these days.

Feng dance is a little out of shape at this time.

Her limbs were nailed through, her whole body was bloodstained, and her Qi was like a hairspring. At this time, she seemed to be out of her mind.

But she was still stubborn and let the barbed steel whip beat on her without humming.

As for Xiao Quan's words, bah, they disdain to pay attention to them.

To put it before, Xiao Quan must be angry, but not this time.

"It seems that you don't want to know, but it doesn't matter. If you don't want to know, I have to tell you."

"You know, your son, Lin Hao, he came back alive."

This is the so-called good news, which he has just heard.

For Feng dance, this is really good news. At this moment, her look has changed greatly.

Like a reflection, she said in surprise, "what are you talking about, childe? He's back?

That's great. The young master is back. He's not dead. I knew he wouldn't die... "

Cried.

For days of torture, she didn't hum or shed a tear. At this time, she burst into tears.

Xiao Quan smiled and lost his whip. "Don't be happy too early. Although he came back alive, he will die soon."

"What? What did you say? "

"I don't believe it. The childe won't die. I don't believe it. Let me out. You let me out."

Feng dance couldn't care to cry. She struggled frantically to earn the jingling of those thick iron locks.

But she can no longer feel the pain. At the moment, her heart is only anxious.

Xiao Quan laughed: "it's no use if you don't believe it. In order to find you, that fool broke into the blood refining peak without authorization. He's even more ashamed to wash the blood refining peak. There's no accident. He's dead now. Ha ha -"

Crazy laughter echoed in the cage, like a poisonous snake swallowing the heart of Feng dance.

"Why?"

"Why are you so stupid?"

"Childe, I'm not worth it. Xiaowu is not worth it."

“……”

His mouth whispered and his tears fell like rain. The whole person was crazy.

Under the strife of extreme grief and anger, quietly, "Bo", it seems that something has broken.

Ice and fire are swirling. In recent years, the power of practicing cold ice body training and burning fire suddenly gets out of control, drills out of the blood and flesh orifices of the whole body, and wanders madly in the body.

The wind spread its wings. In the dark, she saw a giant bird in the hurricane with its wings hanging down and rising into the clouds.

Suddenly a clear cry rang through her mind. She raised her head, opened her arms, blessed her heart and opened her mouth.

Chirp--

The Phoenix is singing in the sky, and the sky is thundering!!!