Oh!
A large group of blue wolves flooded into the terrible and silent village, a green light gleaming with greedy bloodthirsty light, it kept rushing to the corpses on the ground, gnawing, some of them were fighting for it. For a while, this village was the world of coyotes.
I will not!
A corner of the back hall suddenly jumped out of a **** palm, clutching the mud, and seemed to stand up.
Oh!
A wolf was biting the remnants in the hall, sniffing his nose, walked into the back hall suspiciously, and stopped, because he saw the slightly angry palm, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes suddenly turned red. A dead body can't taste alive! Then he came over! Bite the palm of your hand!
Above the sky, a figure fell directly on the poor village, the lights spread out, revealing a person, wearing a golden crown, wearing a yellow robe, a fat face, a red face, not like a sufferer. A Taoist ruled by rules, he is wearing a yellow robe, his face is fat, and his face is red, he doesn't think he is a Taoist with clear rules and disciplines. There was dust in his left hand and a wooden sword on his back. He looked like a spirit hunter. When he saw corpses and wolves surrounding him, his face changed and he looked sad.
"Brother, I'm still late, sorry."
The wolves around them were not afraid of the eccentric Taoist priest, because they did not feel the fear of the latter, and howled one by one.
"Ignorant wolf, die!"
Looking around at the wolves, the Taoist's face became cold, and his hand dust suddenly moved into tens of thousands of needles, which immediately pierced hundreds of wolves around. The harvest of pointed heads, in the village, there are the remains of hundreds of wolves! "You will be buried with my friends"
Hundreds of wild wolves are about to be killed. The wolf can’t even escape. You know, this wolf is called the green wolf. It is a very ferocious animal. It likes to live in groups. It is only a batch. The strongest is six times the temple in the world. The power of Qibu Dan, but it was still killed by a Taoist in the dusty moment. If Ye Hao were here, he would be very excited, because this person was more terrifying than Qi Zi or even Lao Mei's protection law. For such a strong person, there is a special name on the road: Master Nirvana!
After venting the anger in his heart, the Taoist priest moved his mind and body, and then he appeared directly behind the temple, did not move the dust, turned into a sharp blade, directly separated the wolf from the corpse, and then picked him up from the mud . It was a child who barely breathed. There was a terrible crack in his chest, a fatal wound. There was a small probe on his palm and a round pill in his arm. He hesitated for a while. It was put into the child's mouth.
"Wake up!"
The Taoist patted a child's face, but the child seemed to fall asleep. The Taoist priest did not respond at all, except for breathing a little bit thicker, as if he was dead.
"It seems that the injury is more serious than I thought, ah, we have to take it back to the mountain and ask Master to help him."
Without being alive for the second time, the Taoist priest held the child in one hand, and a little shock, it turned into a shock, and swept the sky.
Under the cliff four to five hundred miles away from the impoverished Tumo tribe, two people were dressed in tattered clothes, with various scars on their bodies, their hair was disheveled, and their hair was messy.
"Wu Mo, it has been a long time since I was so embarrassed."