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Chapter 2013 You, can you hear (3)

Xie Bing's heart was filled with conflicts and was uneasy!

On the one hand, I long for the Blood Ancestor to return to the earth, but on the other hand, I don’t know if the saint is leading the saint to come this time. My father and I disobey the Blood Ancestor’s intentions. Will Lord Blood Ancestor be extremely disappointed?

My heartbeat was like a drum beat. Xie Bing followed Yao Rao closely behind him without leaving a single step.

"I'm staying here?"

Ying Tianqing's tone rose, and his stubborn temper also instantly emerged!

"Then the same as that of the Shenzong, it is clearly my Ying family's belongs to me. How could I not keep up with the things related to the Ying family?"

Seeing the attitudes of Xie Bing and the enchanting, and the historical records in memory related to the Thirteenth Blood of the Murderer, Ying Tianqing's heart rose!

Stars are found in his eyes.

"The ancient madman is not dead yet?! And it has something to do with my Ying family!"

"Wait for me!"

With a long roar, Ying Tianqing rushed forward hurriedly!

The enchanting sea of ​​fire was surging with the earthly evil spirits. When the evil spirits came to block the evil spirits, they tried to put out the fire when they encountered fire. The battle between the four directions was so lively that she could not tell the internal injuries she had suffered before.

"This girl's chicken blood is fully opened!" Ying Tianqing was amazed at the enchanting spiritual energy and energy in her heart.

Because even if Yaorao stopped him, he still felt his throat dry and his spine was like a mountain of Tai! The world in front of him was a top-notch blood evil place that he had never seen in the Demon Realm in this life!

The land is divided into good or bad luck. It has nothing to do with the creatures living here.

The terrain that can gather spiritual energy and echo the power of heaven and earth is auspicious. Like the main altars of the four sects, all belong to a very good place. The underground dragon vein naturally gathers qi and maintains health, making people's eyes clear, five senses clear, and the meridians are cleaned by natural spiritual energy. Illusion cultivation is twice the result with half the effort. Even the savage man who never knows what the summoner is, can live long and live a hundred years old.

The place where the spirits gather evil is evil is evil. It not only makes people's breath stay and their hands and feet are stiff, but also the characteristics of breaking blood and bones and constantly shaking the summoner's foundation for cultivation.

Generally, it is difficult to find good fortune, and it is even harder to find evil places. For example, the vast area in front of you is so vast that you can't see the end at first sight. Just on the edge area, it makes him a very dangerous place with a half-step summoner's aura of a half-step realm, which is even more difficult to find in the world!

This is what no one can get close to for tens of thousands of years... Dragon Transformation Blood Pool!

"Master! Master, I'm here!"

Yaorao was not tired at all, she opened her arms and pinched the bones all the way.

From afar, she saw a towering mountain!

The mountain is composed of black stone and the karma fire lava that has been passed down!

Eyes tingling!

Because the lava rivers winding across the black stone mountains gathered into a "momentum" between them!

The momentum of suppression!

All the evil spirits gathered here are poured into the mountain, and the gravity of thousands of pounds and eternal evil omens are deposited here, so that from a distance, you can see a majesty that tear apart the human soul and unshakable evil!

The pressure is vast!

The three of them suddenly felt that they were walking forward with the mountains on their backs, as if their spiritual energy was about to be squeezed out of their bodies by the evil aura in the air. If Yaorao had not endured most of the evil aura, Ying Tianqing and Xie Bing would not have been able to go this far.

I don’t know how long I ran like this. Although there were monotonous black stones, lava and the giant mountain that would not change its size no matter how hard I approached, Xie Bing still saw that the range he rushed into with the enchanting Saint Maiden was far deeper than the range he could enter when he and his father protected the Blood Ancestor.

Now the three of them are moving forward in the forbidden zone of life. Their bodies are wet with sweat and enduring inhuman pain.

"What a strong and enchanting saint!"

Xie Bing secretly praised.

"His Highness the Holy Maiden has never lived under this evil spirit, but the distance he rushed in has surpassed the Demon Cloud Elders of all generations."

Looking at the enchanting and trembling body, Xie Bing shouted in pain: "Saint Madam, you have already gone deep into the land of death. Don't fight hard! The evil spirits here are really strong enough to instantly transform bones!"

Xie Bing's voice has not yet fallen...

Click!

A crisp sound suddenly came from Yaorao's body! As expected, Xie Bing said that she had no idea which bone on her body had made a crisp sound under this heavy pressure.

But Yaorao didn't take this little injury to heart!

"Why don't your master respond to me?"

Yao Rao ignored the scars and turned around and stared fiercely at Xie Bing's eyes.

She kept shouting at the master's name, but there was no sound in the lonely mountains and boundless land where the dragon and bone-destroying were heard.

"Didn't you say that the descendants of Demon Cloud are all listening to my master's teachings from thousands of mountains? Why did he not speak out even if I had reached such a close range?" Yao Rao looked at Xie Bing and questioned continuously with a momentum.

Under her enchanting gaze, Xie Bing really couldn't answer her question.

Yaorao's mood at this moment changed from excitement to extremely worried.

If Xue Thirteen does not make any sound, does it mean that Xie Huozi's estimate is wrong? The old man of Blood Ancestor can't hold on for two hundred years, and after driving away the believers of Demon Cloud, he has already...he has been unable to do it anymore?

When I thought of this, the enchanting eyes were filled with water.

She didn't allow herself to look for it for so long. She had to worship his corpse from afar before she could actually see the true body of Master!

"I've obviously worked hard for so long."

The Hualong Mountain in front of her is at least hundreds of miles away from her feet, and the evil spirit here has corroded her body so fragile. You can imagine what kind of difficult life would it be for the bloody old man who was buried at the bottom of the mountain to endure the evil fire alone?

"Is the old man blood still here?"

Hearing the shocking sound of bone cracks in Yaorao's body, Ying Tianqing was immediately frightened and used her hands to catch Yaorao's elbow.

Seeing Xie Bing, who did not speak under his questioning, but lowered his head guiltily, Yaorao's heart was even colder, so she simply did not think about the answer to this question.

She shook Ying Tianqing's hand away and then took another step forward!

One step away, the evil spirit is a hundred times higher! There is no chance of luck or hard work at all.
Chapter completed!
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