Chapter 448： Long Xiao Nine Days

{} Chapter 448 Long Xiao Nine Days

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448 Chapter 9

No shot, it was amazing.

This is the little ball, this little guy once again made Feng Hao look at it.

It does not have the ability to attack, but its speed is absolutely invincible. It can ignore the defense without the slightest power. Otherwise, the men are not as simple as blind eyes, but directly headshot.

Therefore, they looked miserable, but in fact they were not badly hurt. The blood on their bodies was just a wound of skin and flesh, and the most serious wound was their eyes.

They should be blind all their lives!

"This little thing ..."

Feng Hao did not expect that this time he was saved by this little thing, a joy in his heart, quickly mobilized the medicinal properties of the Pesticide Codex, and quickly repaired all wounds inside and outside the body.

He must escape!

Although the little guy caused them confusion, he couldn't stop their steps. When they all reacted, he still couldn't escape, he must cherish this precious time!

...

"Such a psychic!"

The look of humanity in the eyes of the little ball he saw, the old man's heart stunned, and it even strengthened his determination to arrest it.

"Master, kill it!"

A small glance at the small ball, Qin Run's heart fluffy, said to the old man sideways.

"I have my own share."

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he did not take his words to heart, thinking about the arrest strategy in his heart.

Such a young beast has different speed talents, and even the old man is ashamed of himself, and so psychic, it must not be an ordinary high-order beast ...

Is it the descendant of the legendary holy beast?

It was just a thought, the old man's calm heart was agitated, and his breathing was a little quick.

Holy beast, that's a big fierce that can compete with saints!

A young animal has such talent, which makes the old man think far away.

If you can own this cub ...

Just thinking about it, he got excited.

With both hands slightly squeezed, a majestic swell like a mountain, slowly swaying from all directions, besieged towards the small ball, enveloped.

Seeing the little ball sitting there, there was no response, and the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth became stronger.

He slowly gathered power, layer by layer, gradually narrowing the distance, but he did not find that the bright eyes of the small ball flickered disdain.

"Rumble! ..."

Magnificent, as if a mountain collapsed, the surrounding land directly subsided as much as half a meter, and the subsided area slowly approached the ball ...

Ten meters ...

Seven meters ...

Five meters ...

Three meters ...

one meter...

The small ball still didn't move. It didn't seem to feel the changes around it. It seemed that there was no way out, and it was normal to grab it.

Looking at the confident smile on the old man's face, Qin Run frowned, he always felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't tell.

A young animal should not be able to escape the imprisonment of a king of war?

With a casual squint, he saw that Feng Hao, who was already dying, stood up, smiled strangely at him, and flickered toward the core area of ​​the Barren Dragon Realm like a phantom.

Looking at the still beast at the end, an inexplicable fear rose in his heart.

"Master, Hao Fen fled!"

Qin Run called out loud, his voice filled with haste.

This is a conspiracy, using the beast as a bait in exchange for his recovery time, and at this point, he has succeeded!

Thinking of this, he shivered suddenly.

"He can't escape!"

The old man naturally also discovered Feng Hao's dynamics. His face was so cold, there was a scorn of disdain in the corner of his mouth, and his hand accelerated the speed of gathering.

In his opinion, a man with a dirty body can escape from his own hands, which is no less than Tian Fang Ye Tan.

This is trust in one's own strength.

"Rumble! ..."

The sullen thunder rolled, the area over there had collapsed for about one meter, and the surrounding space was slowly advancing with ripples of energy visible to the naked eye.

Half a meter ...

At this time, the little ball stood up and cast a stupid look on the old man. It turned into a white shadow and swept away in the direction that Feng Hao disappeared.

That layer had a few meters thick energy barrier, and it looked like nothing, and it didn't even slow down its figure.

"This..."

The old man froze directly, his eyes rounded, and his eyes were filled with an incredible look. "There are such talents ..."

He was breathing shortly, his body trembling with excitement.

Descendants of the Holy Beast!

He was almost certain.

How could there be such a talent without the descendants of the Holy Beast?

"He fled, he fled!"

Qin Run's eyes trembled, and the godless murmur in his mouth.

He didn't expect that under these circumstances, Feng Hao could escape from the dead. Such enemies were truly frightened.

"Master, you can't let him go, you can't let him go!"

His screams roared, and there was a sense of sorrow and murder in his eyes.

"Don't worry, he can't escape!"

The old man's eyes shone, it seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and his mouth sneered with a sneer, whispering, "It seems that it is necessary to kill the kid first and let it become an ownerless thing, before it can surrender!"

"A few of you are waiting here, I will come and go!"

After that, he turned into an afterimage, and disappeared in situ in an instant, leaving Qin Run and a few blind men there.

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In the jungle, it was so deadly dead that even the worms and beasts roared away. It seemed that there was another thing they feared. When they were close to a hundred miles, they turned around and didn't dare to step in.

"Oh!"

A white shadow came, standing on Feng Hao's shoulder.

"Have you caught up?"

Seeing the arrival of the small ball, Feng Hao knew that the old man in the realm of Wu Wang had certainly caught up, without looking back, and darted toward the core of the barren dragon domain.

It was just a little, a wave; the coercion that made him chilled down was from behind him.

"Oh!"

Feng Hao had taken precautions. At this time, the bones of his back were shattered, and the internal organs of the body seemed to be cracked. His eyes became dark with severe pain, and he vomited blood and flew away. After knocking down several towering ancient trees, he stopped. The man passed out and lay in a pool of blood, motionless.

"Humph!"

The figure flickered, and the old man rushed to see Feng Hao, who didn't know how to live and die. He sneered disdainfully, and when he wanted to make up for it, he was suddenly changed.

"Oh! ..."

Just like the real dragon was resurrected, the dragon shouted for nine days, thousands of miles, all the beasts surrendered, all kneeled down and shivered, and the eyes with fear were all looking at the same area.

There is a barren dragon field!

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