Chapter 65： 8 kills

Boom!

Lin Chuan fell on the ground and stepped on his feet fiercely. The three-meter-long ground collapsed in the shaking. A wolf figure jumped out of it. The moment he saw Lin Chuan, it seemed like a ghost. When he called, he turned and ran. The eighth floor of the gas refining period was completely decorated. I saw Lin Chuan's fireball burned and killed more than two dozen people. He still had a little resistance.

"How? How did he find me, I hide so cleverly ..." The man was horrified, such a remote place, such a hidden underground cave, this white-haired boy came here so quickly At the same time, it made him feel terrified, and a sense of despair rose up in his heart.

Lin Linchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand was raised, the meridians and acupuncture weaknesses in the other person's eyes were so clear. The next moment, the immortal chakra in his body rushed towards the tip of his right finger.

"Bone Vein · Finger Puncture!"

In the 25th quarter, the white phalanx blasted out like a bullet, and brought a burst of sound, which was directly nailed to the acupuncture point of the person's body.

With a snoring sound, the blood burst out, and the man fell to the ground and never got up again.

Several Lin Linchuan came up and down beside the corpse, and indifferently retrieved the five knuckles, then cut off his head with the bone dagger in his hand and put it in a pocket.

"The first one and seven more!" Lin Chuan said softly, and then his eyes turned away, looking for the remaining ones again.

In just half an hour, Lin Chuan killed all seven of them, and cut off his head and packed them in a carry-on pocket. These people were either hiding in a hidden cave or hiding in a remote tree hole. It seems that the hidden place is seamless, but Lin Chuan's white eyes perceive it one by one, it has no meaning at all.

On this way, Lin Chuan met other monks more than once, but no matter whether the monks were strong or weak, there were many people and few people. When they saw Lin Chuan's white hair, they ran away in fear, fearing to block. The road to Linchuan was shot and killed by Linchuan. In their eyes, Linchuan's existence is even more horrible than those monks who murder and treasure. It is simply a murderous monster.

Lin Chuan was too lazy to pay attention to the idler. He only wanted to find the last one. At last, during an investigation, the figure of that person appeared in Lin Chuan's vision. Unlike other people, this person did not hide. Instead, he hid in a team of more than thirty people, hiding his face and figure in a wide black robe, trying to avoid Lin Chuan's pursuit.

"Da Yin hides in the city! If you are an ordinary person, you might really be fooled by you, but you have no way to retreat against me who has three major pupils and white eyes!" Lin Chuan snorted, his figure flickered towards the person. The invisible team left quickly.

After a short while, Lin Chuan's figure slammed in front of the group of thirty people, staring at the black robe man hiding in the middle of the team with his eyes violently bursting out of the meridians.

He was a ninth-level monk in the gas refining period. He was one of the leaders in the previous thirty-six team. Because he was the highest, he was not injured when Linchuan blasted the fireball in the end.

The moment he saw Lin Chuan, the cold sweat on his forehead gushed like spring water. Lin Chuan's eyes clearly did not look at his position, but in his heart weirdly had a feeling of being caught by Lin Chuan. Feeling creepy, as if his life and death were between the other's thoughts.

"No, no, he must not find me. He came here only for inquiries. Don't be nervous, don't be nervous ..." The monk said quietly in his heart, trying to calm his erratic mood.

The sudden appearance of Lin Chuan surprised everyone in this team. The white hair and the weird white eyes in the eyes made everyone feel hairy, because they knew that the teenager in front of him was not an ordinary gas-gathering period. That is a monk who can use spells. Don't look at their large numbers. As long as Lin Chuan thinks that a fire spell will continue, at least half of them will be wiped out.

"People I want to kill, you can't save them, let them go!" Lin Chuan didn't make nonsense, directly explaining the intention.

"Is this brother mistaken? We don't have the person you want here. My team came here this time to pick Red Flame Red Lotus, and you haven't seen it before." Nine floors of a gas refinery period The monk stepped out and grinned, the sweat on his forehead was clearly visible.

With so many monks, it is almost possible to walk sideways on this small No. 44 hunting ground. Even if they meet other teams, no one will want to touch them, but the person they are facing is Lin Chuan, even if there is only one person, let them stand on their backs.

He Linchuan raised his right hand and pointed directly at one of the opposing team. "The person I want is him. If you want to stop, be ready for funeral!"

The leader was shocked after seeing what Lin Chuan was referring to. He did not know how Lin Chuan discovered it, but that person was indeed the person who had previously worked with Lin Chuan ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He was taken in by him, and he felt lucky that Lin Chuan could not find it, but now it seems that Lin Chuan must have a special method to find it.

"Uh ... that person is a member of our original team, because it looks ugly, so you always dress like that, you ..." The person still wanted to be confused, but Lin Chuan's method was simple, just hanging his waist One of his huge pockets was untied and dropped on the ground.

Hiss!

Twenty-three people took a sip of cold air almost at the same time, and the seven **** heads that rolled out of them let everyone's back stand up with cold hairs, such as falling into an ice cellar.

"If you don't want to die, you can leave. If you want to be buried, I don't mind killing more!"

The cold-blooded killings revealed by Lin Chuan's cold eyes left everyone with no luck anymore. Seeing that the leader was still hesitant, the members of the team immediately stepped out in pairs, as if eager to draw a clear line After throwing a fist in front of Lin Chuan, he immediately turned around and disappeared into the forest. A team of more than 30 people fell apart instantly under the prestige of Lin Chuan.

The monks on the ninth floor of the Qi-refining period saw that the situation had gone and raised their hands. The remaining dozen people followed him and left, leaving only the man in the black robe standing trembling.

Flop!

The man knelt directly on the ground, scratching his head in front of Lin Chuan, without the slightest resistance, "Please, please let me go, I will never dare, you can let me do anything Please don't kill me ... "

Lin Chuan glanced at the man in disgust. He went straight to the man with his feet, and the bone dagger in his right hand passed by. A **** head was thrown high, and then hit the ground with the other seven heads. Get together.

So far, all 36 people have died!