The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Chapter 487: The Thunder of the Eyes!

Shepherd Lee killed the red-eyed ghost baby he had adopted, so he wanted to kill him himself.

If Shepherd Lee didn't kill the red-eyed ghost baby he was raising, would you kill him yourself?

Definitely to kill.

So, whether he killed his Red Eyed Ghost baby or not, why would he say that to himself?

“I'm so stupid.” The flowerless monk slapped himself over his bald brain door, grinning with his big mouth.

Shepherd Li looked sad.

Fools like this can practise breaking the border, and they can all achieve this kind of achievement. As you can see, this guy is at least a good player in idle clouds.

I don't know if he has really done anything, but if he's still hiding, he's afraid he's going into desolation, or he's about to.

Breaking the border is simple and subtle, that is, hard work and luck.

Some people are still denied access for the rest of their lives. Some people are born with magical power, and a little bit of dialing can emit a brilliant glow.

During the Great Jubilee Period, the natural demon Li Yuanbao, single-handedly beat the bull, tore off the tiger with both hands, relying on brute force to defeat many heroes of the time good hands.

This flowerless monk is a bit like Li Yuanbao's reprint. Of course, I heard that Li Yuanbao is handsome and is the object of the admiration of thousands of little daughters. This flowerless monk is just an ‘ugly and disgusting version’.

The figureless monk reached out and the giant axe that hit the deep hole on the ground fell into his hands.

“Let Grandpa chop you up. ”

While his mouth was howling, his body flew down rapidly, hitting towards the sheep of Li.

With a big bronze axe flashing red flame in his hand, a hidden tiger roar came and chopped him in the head towards Lee's shepherd's head.

Whirling Axe!

The tigers roared the sky and slaughtered everything.

I didn't expect this figurine monk to have the same sharp instrument on the Treasure Spectrum.

Shepherd Li quickly retreated, and the whirring axe ‘boom’ hit him in the position where he had just stood.

Clicking

Above the ground, there is a huge divide.

The trench continues to spread in all directions as the strength above the axe releases.

Ice and snow melt and rocks fly.

Above the ground, like a centipede roaming around and punching holes.

One shot down empty.

The flowerless monk rose again with the giant axe and struck it again in the direction of Lee's shepherd's escape.

Boom! Boom!

In the sky, there was a red flame, like a rainbow.

Shepherd Li fled again, and the flowerless monk chopped off again.

"Cloud Cloud Cloud Rain Tips" has been extended to the extreme, people like clouds, leaving no trace.

Above the sky, there is only one illusory figure.

The flowerless monk had an axe and an axe, chasing and chopping.

Shepherd Li obviously felt that his pursuit was slower and slower than his own.

It was also evident to Shepherd Li that he was waving the axe less and less vigorously, and sometimes chopping it out was an empty memory.

A flowerless monk is not stupid.

Or not as dumb as Lee Shepherd thought.

However, there is a time when manpower finally fails.

The tears of Li Shepherd and Dragon King merge, and the body has the resilience of a dragon. He also struggled to fall during the war with Muding.

Not to mention the big man, the flowerless monk, doesn't know how to do anything about it.

When the flowerless monk once again chopped off his head, Lee Shepherd knew the time was ripe to fight back.

Li Shepherd drank furiously and rushed towards the flowerless monk above the sky.

Straight to the figurine monk, like crushing his enormous body with his own flesh.

“Just in time.” The flowerless monk laughed. “Eat another grandpa axe."

Once again, the flowerless monk waved a huge axe in his hand.

Boom!

Li Shepherd waved his fist as well.

“Go to hell.” The whirling axe in the hands of the flowerless monk was cut in the air.

The air was burned by that scorching energy, and the space thundered.

When the axe fell, it was like a bronze mirror had been chopped to pieces, and there was an irregular hierarchy of space, with countless mirrors reflecting the sheep of Lee.

Psst.

Li Shepherd's body was cut in half.

No, cut into countless halves.

Because the countless sheep in that mirror turned into countless sheep with two halves in their heads.

“Dead?” The figurine monk laughed.

Suddenly, his body tightened as if he had been suddenly attacked by a rogue tiger as a child.

He turned sharply and his pupils swelled instantly.

Shepherd Li is not dead.

Shepherd Lee appeared behind him.

“Go to hell.” The corner of Lee's shepherd's mouth floated with a grin.

Then, Li Shepherd punched the flowerless monk in the head.

Boom!

It's like ripe watermelons getting punched in the face, and it's like sparkling fruit getting crushed in a hand.

[incomprehensible]

The figurine monk's body fell heavily on the ground, smashing the snow into a huge pit.

The whirling axe in his hand fell beside him, and the ice was also broken and stuck in the dirt.

Li Shepherd's body slowly landed, looked at the flowerless monk and died.

He was so relieved that he looked at the war situation on the side of Lu Qingming.

This glance immediately gave me a sense of impatience.

Lu Qingming is under siege by three people, and all three of them have been seen by Li Shepherd.

One was the sacrificial black fly next to the first Emperor Chu Xianda, who suddenly started behind his back and killed Chu Xianda's loyal servant, the white bear.

This man is skinny and small, he is a dwarf, but his whole body is covered in black smoke, he is flexible, his hands are harsh and he is unprotected.

It is precisely he who caused great distress to Lu Qingming.

The other two smoked blank robes, tall and skinny, a pair of poker faces.

Shepherd Li did not know their names, but also knew that they were the offerings of the first Emperor Chu Xianda.

It has to be said that Chu Xianda still has a lot of hidden strength around him. All these years, he recruited horses and went around networking talent.

Who would have thought that all the people around him had been bought by the old man from the Song family?

Those who became the culprits of a knife in the back were guilty of subverting the imperial power.

Playing with old things like Song Lonely is taking its own humiliation and suffering.

Shepherd Li knew that he had met an opponent like Song Lonely. He immediately killed him and couldn't kill him, so he fled quickly, lest he kill him.

During the war between himself and the fighter-free monks, Lu Qingming was fighting with one or three enemies.

Most importantly, while he was struggling with people, he was constantly following the battle situation on Li's side of the sheep.

Because he knew Lee was weak before the sheep were herded, his body could not stand at all. Even if I can stand up now, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with too good a master.

If Lee's sheep are in trouble, he has to rush to help anyway.

Lu Qingming is now full of fire.

Though he felt powerless in the face of the extinct masters of Mu Dingyi and Song Lonely. But when his opponent is at the service of these courts, he can calm down a lot.

However, as a result of several successive vicious wars during the previous escape, the body was seriously injured and its strength was severely compromised. And now the right hand of the left branch, with several new injuries added to the scarred back of the front chest.

Shepherd Li looked so distressed.

Although he had not yet been able to accept that Lu Qingming was his father, he had subconsciously believed that Lu Qingming was his father.

“Lu Qingming is his biological father. Those scum are hurting his father."

Li Shepherd burned in anger, howled, his body vacated, applied the "Cloud Cloud Rain Tricks" the ghost's unpredictable figure, and suddenly brought out one of the twins.

“Dead.” Li Shepherd slapped his chest.

With two to three, Li Shepherd's joining immediately relieved Lu Qingming's burden.

Lu Qingming saw that Li Shepherd was safe and sound, his body was not injured, and he also looked full of spirit when fighting with people.

Therefore, Lu Qingming relaxed his mind and focused on dealing with the two masters in front of him.

“Sheep herding, be careful.” Lu Qing Ming said in a voice.

“I know." Shepherd Li answered loudly.

Lu Qingming felt comfortable in his heart and fought his son back-to-back. He responded to each other and watched over each other. There was an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

You've got a son!

“It's good to have my son back.” Lu Qingming thought in his heart. “I'm sure my father would be very happy to know."

Clicking

Shepherd Li slapped a poker face, leaving his body to turn into a bloody water under that fierce and powerful destruction.

Psst.

Lu Qingming's long-gun knife picked a poker face in a white robe in the middle of the sky. His pupils swelled and his mouth sprayed with blood. He looked dead.

Li Shepherd and Lu Qingming glanced at each other. The father and son had a rhinoceros in their hearts, surrounded by a dwarf named Black Fly.

The dwarf was in a bad mood and turned to flee.

Unfortunately, despite his curiosity, he was still captured by Shepherd Li.

Shepherd Li appeared behind him and punched him in the back of his heart.

Although the black fly reacted very quickly and tried to escape quickly, it was wounded by the punch and the body was blown out.

Boom!

His body fell to the ground and he spit blood in his mouth.

Li Shepherd jumped and stepped on his chest, trying to break his ribs and send him to hell on the 18th floor.

“Dragon phage, really.” An old voice came through.

Li Shepherd raised his head and saw a skinny old man in a grey robe floating in the air. He was standing high and looking at him with a slight smile on his face.

Song Lonely!

Thousands of miles away, Song Lonely rushed in between interest rates.

“Song Lonely," Li Shepherd sighed. "You old dog.”

“Song Lonely, where's my father?” Lu Qingming saw that Song Lonely was more emotionally excited. The fear of forced repression was still exposed instantly.

“He's dead.” Song Lonely said softly, with a revered look on his face. “There was no ancient man before that shot, and there was no coming after. ”

“Song Lonely” Lu Qingming shouted.

Pfft.

A bite of blood erupted.