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At the moment when Ling Jian's pupils contracted, he almost had no reaction and disappeared directly from the original place. The next moment he reappeared after a hidden mountain.

"Where to go?" Ling Jian's low voice was like thunder. His speed was even faster than lightning. He appeared directly in front of a group of blood shadows.

There are seven people in this group of blood shadows, and their breath is extremely powerful. None of them is weak, almost all of them are strong in the realm of King Kong.

Ling Jian passes over these blood shadows, but his eyes scan the blood shadow before the six.

This blood shadow is different, and his breath is more powerful.

"Longlijing." Ling Jian is shocked. He takes back his eyes, but he has spiritual power in his body.

In addition to the figure like Shura, there is a middle-aged man who has a terrible breath. Now he is looking at Ling Jian.

This person is actually the late period of eight heavy days!

The middle-aged man's eyes were as sharp as a hawk falcon. He looked at Ling Jian fiercely. His voice was hoarse and low. "Boy, are you impatient or not?"

With that, he stepped out of the room one step at a time. The amazing mist surged inside himself. The blood red spirit power swept all over his body, and an extremely terrible pressure rolled over Ling Jian.

This kind of coercion is extremely powerful, which is obviously stronger than that of the later King Kong.

Although jietianyi was also a strong man, he was very weak compared with this man.

However, if it had been changed to before, Ling Jian might have been scared, but unfortunately, now he is a strong dragon.

Although this kind of pressure is very strong, it's no doubt that he's playing tricks in front of him!

Whoo!

Ling Jian gave a low drink, and his inner spirit didn't work, but it was hidden in his body surface. Immediately, he stepped out with one step and hit the middle-aged man with a simple punch.

Peng.

Fist and pressure contact, the next moment seems to be into the ocean, but after a few breath, there is a wave of spiritual power swept by.

Poof.

The other middle-aged man's chest a stuffy, the next moment a sweet throat is directly with a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out.

Pen!

The fist vibrated and the middle-aged man's body began to shoot backward. At the same time, a look of horror flashed across his face.

The middle-aged man's face appeared as if he had seen the ghost. His body was like a shell. At the same time, Ling Jian's body was close behind him, and his plain fist was like a ghost.

If this is hit in the body, I'm afraid the middle-aged man will not die.

"What a brave man!"

And just as his fist was about to hit the man's chest about three inches, the man behind him, who was like a Shura, suddenly gave a sharp drink. With his voice falling, the aura around him seemed to be thick, stabilizing the figure from the inverted shot.

At the same time, the Shura like man directly clawed at the speeding fist.

This claw, also is not the slightest spirit mixed, plain.

Whew.

Fist claw contact, like thunder around, two people at the junction of a sudden shock, endless power swept away, immediately the two figures back.

"Damn it The blood robed man's face was overcast. He looked at the boy who had stepped back five steps, and his heart was filled with a faint sense of killing.

Ling Jian shook his numb arm, and his face was also a condensation. He grinned and said hoarsely, "I didn't expect that there was a cruel man in the middle of long Lijing among a group of mice!"

He looked at the blood robed man who just stepped back three steps, his heart was tense. He had left a heart before, so after the middle-aged man took the hand, he directly used the black inflammation's hegemony and fist fusion, otherwise, it would not be as simple as stepping back five steps.

"Jie Jie, you have a good luck. You have refined the dragon and tiger magic power and successfully promoted it." The blood robed man's eyes were cold. He had been thinking about the dragon and Tiger God Lizhi for a long time. If it hadn't been for the beast in the deeps of the emperor lion mountains, it would have been his turn?

Today, Ling Jian has completely refined the Dragon Tiger magic ganoderma and melted it into his body. Although there is no raw material for the Dragon Tiger magic ganoderma, he has always been devious. Even if he has been absorbed and refined, he has his own blood refining method.

Moreover, his advantage is not without it.

Within the realm, it strongly suppresses the strong in the Dragon Power realm. Although such strong can still kill the warriors in the Vajra realm, there are not many of them.

At present, both of them are successful in physical cultivation, and the other seems to control a strange kind of black inflammation.

But the flesh of the other party is not as powerful as he imagined, that is to say, the flesh of the latter is not as good as him.

"I didn't expect that even big rats like you are coveting dragon tiger magic power Zhi!" Ling Jian is a Leng, spin even if is disdain to satirize.The other side is obviously afraid of the emperor Shitian, so they haven't finished the dragon and tiger magic power for so long. Instead, they let Ling Jian finally get it and successfully refine it.

However, although the refining is successful, Ling Jian is not complacent. If this person starts the sneak attack mode on his refining way, it will cause fatal damage to him, and even the people of sanzong will be bloody on the spot!

Ling Jian's intention of killing did not weaken at all.

And just at this moment, the wind broke behind, and a series of figures emerged. It was the Shenfeng group that came to this place.

Obviously, they were also aware of the wave here, and immediately looked at the six blood robed men in the opposite direction.

But when they cast their eyes on him, their eyes are stinging, and when they focus on the man with blood robes who confronts Ling Jian, it is a sudden change.

His eyes were full of fear.

It's like a cat meets a tiger.

Longlijing

"GA GA GA, even God wants me to destroy you." The blood robed man's eyes are red and he looks at the coming Qingxuan and others, with a smile on his mouth. Now there are so many people from the sect who have become obstacles to Ling Jian's attack, which is good for him.

Of course, even without these people, he is not afraid.

But now, it's a lot more convenient.

"Boy, I'll release 80% of your blood. I can consider letting you live. Otherwise, not only you will die, but also all your friends will die!"

"No, he's the king of the blood temple!"

"It's the one with blood cloud howling!"

Thousand heart son suddenly remembered, complexion suddenly big change, fierce voice is terrified extremely.

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