Chapter 558： Eucharist

Night fell.

In addition to Zhuangzi, the second ancestral land of the Yanshi tribe, there is a small village. This village was developed to support the second ancestral land of Shizu and to provide various living materials.

The small village is not far from Zhuangzi, only two or three miles away, and it can be said that it is connected with the ancestral land of the Shi tribe.

The old man from Erhai Lake is a hunter. He drives a beast cart every day and sends his prey and the village's fruits and vegetables to the village. He pulls it in the beast cart and sends it to Zhuangzi.

It was late, and the old man with a dry pipe lying on the chair leaned on the chair, "clicking" on the cigarette **** and vomiting mist.

"Little Master has changed so much? In the past, he was just a child who had been bullied. In the blink of an eye, it turned out to be a reborn. What kind of heritage is left in the ancestral land of the Shi clan?"

The old man from Erhai Lake thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed again, "I have old arms and legs, so why bother with it? An'an live on and on!"

Ye Yefeng was cold, and the sound of sobbing wind faintly revealed Xiao Xiao.

"Ok?"

The old man in Erhai suddenly burst out of a faint light, and suddenly stood up. His old and slightly sloppy body suddenly stood upright, with blood and blood flowing like tide, and the spirit like sky rushing into the sky.

"The old man just wants to live in peace. It seems that some people don't want the old man to be safe!"

The old man from Erhai Lake turned his head and looked out of the village. In the dark night, Xiao Sha's night wind swept up, rolling up countless dead leaves, one after another.

"If you want to be safe, you shouldn't have much trouble. People who have trouble don't live long."

In the dark night, a figure came on the wind and drifted silently into the village, as if it was a drizzle of rain, entering with the wind.

"Rain?"

When I saw this figure floating like a drizzle, the old man's face was solemn, "You rain clan, dare to invade the ancestral land of the stone clan? Rain clan, do you want to destroy the clan?"

只要 "As long as I kill you, who knows where I've been? Without evidence, even the Emperor Shi will not easily blame our rain clan."

Wu Qingyi looked at the old man sneer with a sneer and reached out his hand. A slender and sharp spike appeared in his hand. "Old man, you shouldn't be nosy. Nosy will not live long."

The figure flickered, the figure of the Tsing Yi steward fluttered silently, seemingly fluttering and powerless, but the spikes burst out into the air, like a flash of thunder and a shock of stone.

"Dripping water and rock!"

Wu Yingying Shuiguang condensed on the spikes, with extremely strong penetrating power, pierced through the void, and stabbed fiercely towards the old man in the sea.

"Rain Tribe!"

The old man's face changed greatly, and the pipe in his hand burst into a splendid rune radiance, bursting out his whole body strength, and blocking himself in front of the spike.

Even if he resisted with all his strength, the old man's complexion was still very dignified.

The old man in Erhai Lake has the cultivation of Dongtianjing, but he is just a wild road, without deep inheritance.

The Tsing Yi man in front of his eyes is also Dongtianjing, but he is from the rain tribe, and has the orthodox heritage of the rain tribe. His strength is far more arrogant than Ye Luzi's casual repair.

"Boom!"

The chimney pipe and spikes slammed into each other, making a loud noise.

Huge strength rushed up, and the cigarette **** in the old man's hand burst with a click, and he stepped back, his mouth squirting blood.

"Hum! The stubborn repair, dare to mix things with the prince, I really do not know how to live or die."

The old man was blown away with a single blow, and the manager in Tsing Yi snorted coldly. He gave the old man a dismissive glance, and the spikes in his hands trembled, his body flew up, and he killed the old man.

"Old man is not bullying!"

The old man from Erhai screamed, his hair was upright, snarling like a lion, rushing forward, and mingling with the Tsing Yi steward.

The movement of such a fight has shocked many people in the village. However, these ordinary people did not dare to blend in the fight between such monks, closed the portals one by one, and did not dare to speak out.

"Huh? Over there ..."

The movement of the fighting also shocked Shao Hao. Shao Hao stepped out, looking at the direction of the fighting, and was startled. "That's the direction of Grandpa Hai's house. Is there something wrong with Grandpa Hai?"

Wu Shaohao rushed forward and rushed towards the old man's home.

The huge blood and blood are like the Yangtze River, surging and surging. The young figures, like Mercedes, are like giant dragon elephants, galloping in the wild, with heavy footsteps, as if the earth is shaking.

"Grandpa Hai is not panic, I am here!"

In the footsteps of "Boom", Shao Hao's figure was like a huge mountain, and slammed into it.

"Ok?"

Wu Qingyi's supervisor repelled the old man, and sharp spikes pierced a hole in the old man's shoulder.

Xun was about to continue, but suddenly saw Shao Hao's fierce and violent figure, like a mountain hitting him, the Tsing Yi supervisor was startled, "Who is this?"

"Little Master, hurry up!"

The old man in Erhai bathed in blood and saw Shaohao rushing in, suddenly anxious, and yelled anxiously, "Little Master, this is a rain people. Hurry up! Hurry up and leave!"

"People of the rain tribe? They came to me!"

After hearing what the old man said, Wu Shaohao immediately understood the ins and outs. The Tsing Yi man must be here because he had killed the thieves who attacked the village before.

"He thought it was Grandpa Hai who killed those people, so he took revenge on Grandpa Hai?"

Wu Shaohao snorted coldly, and the fiercely crashed figure never stopped, but his pace was a little faster.

"So you're the little cub?"

The Tsing Yi manager also understood the identity of Shao Hao ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Seeing that Shao Hao was full of blood and strength, he was stronger than the dragon and tiger, and Tsing Yi's manager shrank his eyes. "The young man who is only three years old has Such a domineering physique? Isn't he a substitute? "

The spikes in the hands of Wu Qingyi's manager were raised, with a slight smirk on his face, "Whether it is a stand-in or not, since it is delivered to the door, it is just solved together!"

The figure shook, and the figure of the steward in Tsing Yi rushed to Shao Hao. The spikes in his hands broke through, and the sharp spikes pierced Shao Hao's head severely.

This breakdown of the golden crack stone!

If Shao Hao is stabbed, he must be pierced with a skull, and die tragically!

"Thief!"

Wu Shaohao leaped up and avoided the spikes punctured by the Tsing Yi supervisor.

"Dang!"

With a roar of Wu Shaohao, Jin Guang's brilliant fists were raised high, and the mighty divine power swept the world.

The splendid radiance erupted in the whole body, and the mighty golden light showed a mighty ocean of surging worship behind Shaohao.

"Boom!"

He slammed his fist fiercely, and the air exploded.

"嘭!"

Wu Qingyi did not expect Shao Hao to be so capable, and caught off guard, he was immediately hit by this punch.

"噗!"

A bite of blood squirted, and Tsing Yi's steward was blown out by a blow from Shao Hao!

"Little Master ... so strong?"

The old man in Erhai Lake was stunned when he saw this scene.

It is simply incredible to have physical strength.