Muyan sword pointed at the tip of his finger and suddenly impacted the bravery on his body.

At this point, suddenly someone across the street asked out loud.

“If we can help you get the Pharmaceutical King's inheritance, can we be allowed to join the Good Chen Army? ”

One hundred people sparkle with their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

Good Chen army!

Now who knows, this is the wealthiest, most scenic, most arrogant organization in the entire sky.

Fu Lu, Dan Yao, Vanity, that's all there is.

However, Liang Chen's army is very united and cohesive, and the examination of participants is very strict.

Powerless people like them, with less clean backgrounds and scattering, would certainly not have a chance.

Originally, I was accustomed to being a fierce monk, and I didn't want to be a part of any organization.

But I can't stand it, Ye Liangchen is really too strong.

Strong enough to scare them all, overcame them.

Now, they think it's good to follow such a tough, tough, all-powerful boss.

Brother Golden Dan, who inherited space, brightened his eyes.

The flower sister and grandpa Ma outside were almost abusive.

What the hell dare you threaten Ye Dashen at this time and want to join the Good Chen army?

Well, these bastards, even if they do join in, they have to torture them first.

However, no one in or out of the inherited space has waited for a response from Mourne.

A bloody figure has risen and fallen directly into the crowd.

“Beckoning for half a day and not even daring to fight. Do you still want to join the army? ”

“If you want to join the Good Chen army, kill me first!! ”

……

Tick, tick!

Blood drips from Muang's white bone Sensen's hands and winds down into a river of blood on the ground.

She's got a big fist hole in her abdomen.

My left shoulder was almost cut off, too.

Almost no piece of meat is intact.

In addition to falling on the ground, blood also dripped onto the leaves of the spiritual planting stem tied to her left hand.

At this point, the turquoise stem leaves reveal a hidden red color.

And on the branches dried, there was a bright red flower that seemed to drip blood, blooming brightly.

This is the only one left of the nine flowers.

And the only one not contaminated by dark spots.

But flowers are flowers, not fruits.

Moe shook her head and everything in front of her began to turn into a shadow.

Her body was cold, heavy and empty, as if she had no control at all.

And there was a buzz in her ear, and she couldn't hear anything.

More than a dozen Brothers Kim Dan remained opposite, holding the blade in his hand tightly, but unable to move forward or move.

A dozen people have red eyes.

But not because of anger or fear.

It was an unparalleled shock.

How many waves has this girl killed?

Is it the fourth wave or the fifth?

Is it true she didn't even want her life when she blew up Numen and Hatsumi over and over again?

How can someone be so hard on themselves?

How could anyone be so strong?!

Their slaughterhouses, their killing hearts, have been wiped out.

But what about her? Scales all over his body, but his eyes are stunning.

There is nothing more than an unprecedented decision.

Not a single step backwards.

Muang shook his head again, holding on to the shaped sword that was almost impossible to muster in his hand.

She won't back off!

We won't let go of any chance of getting stronger!

She doesn't want to be the weak man in her past life who can't even protect her own son.