Storm of Kings

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Wan He is furious!

He was injured, a severe injury that was difficult to recover, and a pair of big claws remained on the battlefield forever.

"Damn it, if I didn't use the power of the human monk to increase it, I'm afraid I would have really planted this time! Slime spider, do you think I can see your details? Huh, I will settle accounts with you after I return."

Wan He was full of hatred in his heart, and he gathered a bit of strength and said, "Little Scorpion, are you still going to keep hiding? You know I am your ancestor, and you have my blood flowing on you."

After waiting for a while, nothing happened.

Wan He roared in a low voice: "Okay, I see, this is your attitude. Little thing, I wanted to keep a favor, but you angered me! Asshole, if it wasn't for you, how could I get it done? How miserable? You caused all of this, and now no matter how you avoid it, you can't stop the flogging from the source of blood."

Zhou Lie knew that this old poison was really angry. The hatred and anger came from deep in his heart, but he still didn't respond, and even had some expectations for what Wan He would do next.

There is no roar, no signs, all changes occur suddenly.

Sure enough, Wan He used the power of his bloodline to start to instigate certain rules. He was going to crush that little guy to death, causing him to burst like a blood bubble.

Zhou Lie felt that there was an obstacle in the dark, and his body was particularly unsound!There was evil inside and out. At first, he was irritable, but quickly turned into auditory and visual hallucinations. There seemed to be nests of small worms in his body, trying his best to rebel in his internal organs.

He remained motionless, his mighty mental power ignored these influences and even slightly conveyed a sense of contempt.

Wan He was so angry that he could feel that little thing despised him, absolutely despised him.

But the annoying thing is that no matter how many methods he uses to search, he can't find the other party. This little scorpion is like a fine, more difficult than those who are extremely close to the ancestor.

"Roar, you forced it!" Wan He felt that he was about to lose his mind.

Originally he felt painful when he was seriously injured, and he had to fight this tricky little thing, no matter how good his restraint was, he would soon wear out and run out...

Zhou Lie clearly sensed that this old poison was truly devastating, and even if he didn't get it, he couldn't let other Zerg get it.

The bloodline resonates.

This is not a good sign, a certain top-to-bottom bloodline rule is undergoing earth-shattering changes.

"Dead!" Wan He made a decisive move this time.

He is no longer in the mood to spend time with this little scorpion. With his understanding of Anlong, the old guy who is both black-hearted and face-saving will never give up easily, and it is bound to set off a storm.

Time is running out, he can't continue to be distracted, forbidden curse rune is more important than natural life.

Zhou Lie made a sound of unlocking in his body, and the blood quality of the mother earthworm and the ancient jade cicada suddenly soared. It was necessary to suppress Wanhe at the source of the blood, and it was more pure than anyone else.

Unexpectedly, the bloodline resonance caused by Wanhe quickly suppressed the ancient jade cicada and formed a stalemate with the bloodline of the mother earthworm.

This situation proves that Wan He's heels and feet are beyond imagination, he waits for the same ancient jade cicada living in the world, and even waits for the same living earth mother worm.

Zhou Lie yelled in his heart: "I'm going to drop the sky! Bull ah, no wonder you can climb so high, the source of blood must be at the level of the earth mother. In that long past, there was at least the second generation of insects, the third generation of insects. , The talent is far above the same group, and the worst is a lucky person who has returned to the realm of defying the sky."

After a little understanding of Wanhe's roots, Zhou Lie stood in place and shook his head, unfolding a Tai Chi picture "swish" under his feet.

Without waiting for the pressure from Wanhe to soar to the apex, I saw his figure "slap" on the ground, turning into a somewhat awkward graffiti, completely unable to see his true colors, so he greeted a wave of strength. A wave of resonance.

For twenty minutes, Wan He was dumbfounded!

"Impossible, why is this? The influence of blood resonance on that little thing is getting weaker and weaker. How did he do it?"

Wanhe scratched his heart, thinking that he must have delved into the taboo area of ​​many epochs, and was accidentally mastered by a small thing under extremely coincidental circumstances!

Yes, it was an accident, it was definitely an accident, and it was mixed with his painstakingly sealed relics from that dazzling era.

All the results come from the hunting zone laboratory. This is his great pioneering work. It was easily plagiarized by a small scorpion. It is unbearable and unbearable!!!

Wan He became more and more angry, and he shook his body suddenly, completely ignoring the defensive power provided by the purple salamander's flesh and blood, stripping off his ferocity.

Anyway, the splitting energy of flesh and blood has been consumed almost when he flees, and he is extremely sure that the little scorpion is hidden somewhere in this flesh and blood, and he does not believe that destroying it can not force this little thing. .

The scorpion moved, Wan He was good at using poison, he lost a pair of tongs and did not lose the scorpion, now he poisoned Xiaoya quite well.

"Puff puff puff..." The invisible and colorless poison revolves endlessly, this kind of killing is too powerful, even if the flesh and blood of the purple salamander is extraordinary, it will collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye when it encounters such a poisonous.

This collapse is extremely thorough, directly shaking the basis of material existence, creating a unique lack of time and space every minute.

In this way, it only took three minutes to corrode all the flesh and blood, but the little scorpion that made Wan He furious never appeared from beginning to end. This situation made Wan He unavoidably suspicious.

"No?"

"How could it not?"

"Have I been deceived by that little thing? He just left a breath of blood and used some ingenious method to lead me to put it on. In fact, he had already slipped away?"

Thinking of this possibility, Wan He hated his whole body, and the little things were not here at all. Who would he show him after a mess?

"Ahhhhh, I will kill you..." This was an anguished roar.

Suddenly, the darkness raised a layer of ripples.

Wan He was shocked. He hid so tightly that he revealed his stuff?

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, quack quack..."

Two dark shadows appeared out of thin air, before the breath came, the strange smile came first.

Wan He glanced at it and shouted: "So, that purple intestinal worm nurtured the body of our twelve ancestors, and you Anlong was responsible for nurturing the dark mind! It's a good calculation, but I don't know what to look at when scales? The spider pretends to be vivid, you don't even know that there is an evil beast hiding by your side, right?"

"Oh?" The two black figures looked at each other, and then said coldly: "You mean the scales of the twelve ancestors are slime spiders?"

"Hahaha, you really are in the dark." Wanhe laughed continuously, and his figure disappeared into the void.

"Hmph, it is impossible to perform the same trick twice in front of us..." The two shadows chased them down, without even looking at the poisonous pus floating nearby.

In this way, the place where Wanhe stopped like a dragonfly calmed down, but just an hour later, Ziguang appeared and left poisonous water. The battle of the ancestors seemed to have subsided. I don't know what the result will be.