PS: Thank you for your support. From the end of the morning, invincible killed all the way to the public list "flying skills follow the wind, and then cooperate with the order of newly entering the lake. Except for the old man of the eight heavy days of martial arts, the rest of the people have no threat to me and should be able to escape!"

Lin Fei is proud of the strength of the sixth heaven of Wudao. With the magic Sabre technique, he barely fights with the seventh heaven of Wudao. When he meets the eighth heaven of Wudao, he protects his body and vigorous Qi, and his sword is vigorous. None of them is a powerful move. His chance of winning is not one.

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"refining! Practice

The Red Sun Demon monkey, who was killed with a knife, is suspended in the air, with a green flame, burning mercilessly, and its body is constantly shrinking.

Zhao Wen is refining the Red Sun Demon monkey to obtain a trace of ancient demon blood in the eighth level monster. Even a trace of it still attracts countless people's hearts.

Three Zhangs!

Two Zhang size!!



The flesh and blood of the red sun monkey is constantly burning, from its huge body to the size of its fist.

Refining an eight level demon beast is not necessary for those who are strong in the eight levels of martial arts. Even so, Zhao Wen's wrinkled face still shows a rare pale color, which shows that the consumption is not small.

"It's done!"

Half an hour later.

The eighth level monster, the red sun monkey, became a mass of golden blood the size of a thumb. It was floating in the air, dazzling. Among the golden blood, there was a vague shadow. It was the Red Sun Demon monkey. It was a tyrannical, ferocious, long-standing breath, spreading along the blood cells.

"It is worthy of containing a trace of blood of ancient monsters!"

Cheng Shaowen could not help being shocked, and his eyes were greedy. The blood of the ancient monster will belong to him. He knew that the blood group was the essence of the red monkey and the monkey was very valuable.

"The wind blows

At the same time when people were praising and shocked, the accident appeared in vain.

A fresh wind came from the forest and drifted past several disciples in white recently. There was no response.

"Good thing, I'll accept it!"

With the sound of abuse falling down, a white palm appeared from the sky, calm and free. Under the eyes of the public, they grasped the golden blood and floated out again. After a few breath, it appeared 15 Zhang away. The speed was incredible and there was no time to react.

They never thought that some people would dare to snatch food.

"No, stop him!"

"Stop him, he has taken the treasure!"

"Damn it, kill him, don't let him run away!"

...

people were all surprised subconsciously. However, they did not expect that someone would dare to rob something in front of their daoshenzong.

Dao Shenzong, not falling Dynasty, the three major sects, when they were robbed in the face, the mouth of the tiger snatched food, no less than a slap in the face, burning pain.

Cheng Shaowen's handsome face has become a black face. He is completely angry. What he has got is robbed by others. No matter how good things are, they will be completely crazy.

The first reaction came from the disciple in white. Without saying a word, the three swords were cut in the air to form a blockade line to block the way, so as to keep the arrogant black robed man.

"Since your excellency is here, why hurry to leave? It's better to stay."

Cheng Shaowen's face was gloomy, and he remained calm. He was worthy of a good family background. However, his eyes seemed to eat people.

PS: this chapter has been written for a long time. The following will be the climax. Let me think about it!

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