Lin Hao's body trembled slightly, and an inexplicable omen emerged from his heart. His face changed instantly, and there was an inexplicable and irresistible force gathering in his body. As his realm improved, he increasingly found that this power was extremely

fear.

How could it be so fast...

Lin Hao's face turned ugly.

The magic of nine deaths!

The fifth death actually came at this moment, and it came so suddenly. Lin Hao could feel that in half a quarter of an hour at most, the Nine Deaths Art would completely come.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong?" Tai Xun asked quickly.

"It's okay, I suddenly had some realizations. Brother, I'm going to retreat. Let's talk next time." Lin Hao said.

"good!"

Tai Xun nodded, and immediately the silver mark disappeared.
Chapter completed!