"Excessive!"

He really doesn't want to say anything more.

In the distance, on a certain hillside.

Lu Daosheng's face turned slightly red, his palms were tightly clasped, and a ball of black mist was wrapped around it. These black mists were devouring Yuanli like living creatures.

The man standing in front of Lu Daosheng had short limbs, exactly the same as the man who controlled the war beasts before, and even his face was seventy-seventh-century.

At this moment, the man sneered, "Lu Daosheng, didn't expect it, did you expect it."

Around them, the powerful men from Rizhao Sect and Yanhua Sect were fighting against each other, and they were hard to distinguish.

"Jin Luo, I didn't expect that if you didn't comply with the joint regulations of the sect, you would actually practice this kind of evil skill that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth." Lu Daosheng said coldly. He had just suffered a small loss.

"Haha." Jin Luo had an ugly face and laughed out loud: "The joint regulations of the sect? That's just the regulations of the strong on the weak. I, Jin Luo, don't care about these, what? My corpse demon soul Yuangong tastes pretty good."

Then he raised his hands and his eyes flashed with a crazy look, "I tortured tens of thousands of people before I could cultivate the corpse demon soul essence to the eighth level. It was full of a strong smell of death."

Sudden!

Dozens of Rizhao Sects from afar ran away in panic.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Jin Luo asked in a gloomy tone when he saw these disciples.

Those who escaped disciples, when they saw Jin Luo, were bloodless and then panicked: "Senior Brother Jin is not good. The war beast is out of control, and the disciples collapse completely and can no longer hold on."

"What? Where is my brother?" Jin Luo's expression changed drastically when he heard this.

But Lu Daosheng breathed a sigh of relief. The war monster was out of control, that would be fine, at least it would not cause a complete defeat.

"He was pinched to death by the war beast." As soon as the disciple finished saying this, a ball of black mist instantly enveloped it, pustules bulging all over his body, and with a bang, a ball of pus exploded.

And the disciples around them are also like this, and the death is extremely tragic.

"Ah!" Jin Luo's eyes were blood-red and he whistled, "My brother..."

When the two were born, they were extremely ugly, with short limbs, and were later discarded. From childhood to adulthood, they have been growing up by others' ridicule. Later, by chance, they obtained an evil skill, and they specialized in torture, so that those who had ridiculed them all died under the evil skill.

He hated those who were healthy and gradually became bloodthirsty and crazy, but his younger brother was his only relative. Now that he was dead, how could he bear it?

"Lu Daosheng, I want you to die."

The surging black fog boiled, and it contained terrifying power. All the flowers and plants around it withered and withered.

Lu Daosheng's whole body shook, his energy burst out, and his palms were burning like two rounds of scorching sun, dispelling the black mist wrapped around his palms.

"Jin Luo, I will kill you here today."

"Then it depends on who dies first."

...

Lin Fan has now been chased by this war beast and has no temper at all.

"lottery"

I just killed many disciples and accumulated 3,200 points, which is enough to make a wave of things.

"I want to draw ten consecutive times."

Draw the bronze lottery: Thank you for your patronage, continue to work hard.

He was already convinced, and the chance of winning was too low.

I missed ten, is this a death toll?

He was not convinced, but he was really dissatisfied. This was simply unreliable.

"Fuck, can you really force someone to death?"

He really doesn't want to talk now. How could his hand be so black? It's a bit too black.

The disciples of Rizhao Sect have been disrupted by this war beast. The disciples of the eighth level and the ninth level of body tempering do not dare to get close to them.

"Run quickly."

The Rizhao Sect disciples ran away in panic. They had collapsed. As their war beasts, they actually put a foot of death on them, which made them feel broken.

In everyone's mind, Lin Fan is already at the hero level.

But they didn't know that their hero was helpless at this moment.

Draw silver lottery: Congratulations on winning the top-level cultivation pill, Lion and Tiger Pill.

I want to cry but no tears.

The points are like a waste of water, and I can't stop talking at all.

"I'll draw for the last chance. If you don't win the draw for me, I won't run away, I can't beat you and get resurrected."

Consumption of one hundred points.

Draw the bronze lottery: Congratulations on winning a 82-2 oval grenade.

"Damn!"

"It's so fucking bad. Just threaten it and you'll know it."

When Lin Fan heard this prompt, he almost flew up. It was so refreshing.

This is a fucking rhythm.

"Senior Brother Lin, be careful."

At this time, Lin Fan realized that when he found that all the disciples of Rizhao Sect disappeared, he was a little confused.

When the disciples of Yanhua Sect saw that Senior Brother Lin was hunted by war beasts, they didn't know what to do, and they didn't know how to save Senior Brother Lin.

This war monster is really terrifying. With their strength, they can do nothing at all.

Lin Fan saw so many disciples looking at him and felt that he had to show off.

Then he stopped suddenly, reached out his hand, and shouted, "Stop it for me."

The war beast that was attacking wildly stopped, and endless flames of resentment burst out in its hideous eyes.

When the disciples of Yanhua Sect saw this scene, they were all shocked.

"What are you doing with your senior brother?"

Lin Fan looked at the war monster angrily, "Dog thing, you are addicted to chasing me. Now I won't run away. I want to fight you one-on-one and try my unique hidden weapon."

Holding the "rotten egg with flies" in his hand, he then used a fierce force to throw it towards the war beast.

roar!

The war beast roared angrily, trying to crush Lin Fan, but at this moment, the rotten egg hit the war beast's nostrils accurately.

Bang!

The egg burst and yellow liquid filled the nasal cavity.

An unbearable smell spread out in the nasal cavity of the war beast.

Wow!

The war monster couldn't help but vomit, but it looked like it was roaring no matter how it looked.

Lin Fan was stunned. He didn't expect that the rotten egg would have such great power that even the war monster could not bear it.

At this time, a skeleton was spit out by the war beast. When the war beast looked at the skeleton that had lost one arm, its angry pupils suddenly shrank, as if they were recalling something.

The ferocious roar seemed to be incredible.

When Lin Fan saw this, he was immediately happy. Without saying a word, he jumped up suddenly, skewed into the mouth of the war beast, and shouted at the same time.

"Dog thing, let you see my best trick."

"Senior Brother Lin..." The disciples of Yanhua Sect shouted heart-wrenchingly when they saw this scene. They thought that Senior Brother Lin was going to die with the war monster.

"It's so terrible." When he came to the mouth of the war beast, he couldn't stand it anymore, and then he pulled the grenade and counted down.

Bang!

The power of the explosion erupted in the mouth of the war beast.

For the disciples outside, I only felt that the body of the war beast was shocked suddenly.

Under the gaze of all the disciples, the war beast actually fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Senior Brother..." The disciples of Yanhua Sect looked at everything in front of them, and their eyes became dull. They couldn't believe that the senior brother was dead like this.

Lu Qiming looked ahead in despair, "Junior Brother Lin..."

Gao Dazhuang burst into tears, "My friend..."

Ten seconds later.

With a bang.

All the disciples were suddenly shocked, and a figure broke through the head of the war beast and appeared in everyone's sight. The figure was carrying both hands, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight.
To be continued...