It seemed that all Ling Tian could do was hold Su Jiuer tightly.

"Tsk, tsk, what a touching scene!"

"However, you have nothing to be sad about. If you are hit by my blood evil arrow, you will die too!"

"Let's be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks!"

The nine-headed dragon anaconda was suspended in the sky, sneering again and again.

It seemed like I was watching a pair of ants perform.

"Dragon Anaconda, do you know the consequences of angering me!?"

"I, Ling Tian, ​​have said that I will never let the people I love and love me deeply die for me!"

"Today, I will not let you go!"

Ling Tian hugged Su Jiu'er, his face fell tightly, his eyes were dull, and the blood arrow penetrated him and Su Jiu'er, making his and Su Jiu'er's bloodlines seem to merge together along the blood arrow.

Anger and hatred like never before.

There was never any intention to kill.

Since ascending to the fairy world.

Ling Tian had never felt such hatred for killing a strong man.

At this moment, Ling Tian's eyes began to gradually turn blood red.

"Ha ha!"

"Why, you, a human ant, still want to struggle!?"

"Come on, use all your cards. I want to see what other surprises you can give me!"

Dragon Anaconda didn't care at all.

The veins in Ling Tian's arms bulged out, and his mind surged, ready to be swallowed up by the killing intent of the God of War.

"Ling Tian, ​​leave this guy to me, meditate!"

"Let Yaoyao take a look at this nine-tailed fox."

But this time, a voice suddenly sounded in Taoyuan.
Chapter completed!