See just fly out of the crowd that a group of blood-eyed crows at this time is around the crane and the spirit tiger attack constantly bite.

After all, Xiaohe is a demon, and the blood-eyed crow can protect itself when besieged.
But Linghu doesn’t know how to fly, and he has been injured in many places. He growled in situ and kept resisting being stretched.
"Ice wind!"
Cold and soft, when I saw this, my fingers were always half-pointed.
A cold wind swept over the blood-eyed crows, and many crows were covered with frost and fell to the ground, falling apart and dead.
This is the spiritual power!
Because of the cold and soft hand, the crane rushed out of the encirclement and gasped slightly, and there was no fear in his eyes.
It stays in Zongmen all the year round. Where has it seen such a bloody killing scene?
"You take a small crane and leave here temporarily!"
Su Mo quickly said 1
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Just then, a burst of arrogant laughter came from the depths of the cave.
A group of people came out of the cave. The first man in a gray robe said, "Leave this for me if you can’t leave today!"
"In the late period of building a foundation!"
Xiao pang’s pupil contracts violently and exclaims.
Speaking, the grey robe monk turned out to be the late foundation!
And the only one of them, Lu Yangrong, has been in the mouth of the necromancer mine in the middle of the preconditions.
Not only that, but also a steady stream of practitioners came out of the hole, and at first glance there were more than 30 people!
The terrible thing is that these 30-odd practitioners are all monks of Tsukiji!
Except for the monk in grey robe, there are still nine people in the middle of the foundation, and all of them are in the early stage of the foundation. There is no practitioner!
"it’s over!"
Jin looked at more than 30 monks who surrounded them, and their faces were turned to despair.
Xiao pang was nervous with a huge axe in one hand and a flying sword in the other.
Cold and soft flying sword hangs in front of you, although it looks cold, but the palm of your hand is also sweaty.
Four people only Su Mo is calm and looks around.
"We are monks of Dimly discernible peak. Who are you?" Jin took a deep breath and looked folded and asked
"Hehe"
The friar in the first gray robe chuckled and raised his eyebrows with mockery. "Is the dimly discernible peak amazing? Yesterday, a dimly discernible peak brother was killed by me! "
If not, I believe that my younger brother is already dead.
When Liu Yangrong died in the early abode of fairies and immortals, Su Mo realized that it was impossible to be good today.
Jin still has a glimmer of hope and shows weakness first, saying, "All friends, what you seek is the spiritual mine in front of us. We just have to give up the ethereal peak and kill it all."
"Besides, this spirit mine is just a spirit mine, which is also ha ha for us." Jin Qiang smiled.
"Lingkuang?"
Friar Grey shook his head and sneered, "Correct this! This place is Zhongling Mine!"
"Ah?"
When Jin’s look changed, he finally realized that all the monks who appeared were Tsukiji.
If it’s a Zhongling mine, it’s enough to attract Godsworn Tsukiji!
If it is known in advance that this is the sending brother of Zhongling Mine Dimly discernible Peak, it is absolutely all the younger brothers, and the strong one is likely to be led by Chengdi!
Su Mo didn’t speak and looked on coldly.
He looked carefully at the 30-odd monks in front of him, dressed in different styles and without any identity tokens, all of them were scattered.
What on earth brought this group of scattered practitioners together to rob the Lingkuang here?
I’m afraid this monk in gray robe is not qualified enough.
Although he was strong in the later period of Tsukiji, others did not follow him and took risks, so he offended Dimly Peak.
Jin Jiang calm sink a way: "you friends don’t tell the truth, we have already informed Zongmen that my brother will come soon …"
"Hehe, you were already a group of dead people at that time."
Jin words were interrupted by the grey monk before he finished.
Friar Grey said cheerfully, "Besides, by the time you Friar Dimly discernible peak arrived, we would have left."
"Ha ha ha!"
Friar Tsukiji around laughed wildly.
The monk in grey robe stared at Jin’s face and flashed a strange smile in his eyes. "And this Taoist friend, don’t you find anything wrong with your body?"
Chapter one hundred and forty-four Can all be killed!
Hearing this, Jin’s face turned big and his body trembled faintly.
Su Mo raised eyebrows at the sight that Jin’s cheeks were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles emerged as if all the blood in his body had been forcibly taken away by external forces!
"ah!"
Jin roar a spirit force broke out desperately, but it also prevented this strange situation.
Jin turned his head to look at Su Mo, whose eyes were full of panic and fear, and his pupils became gray and dim.
This scene is the same as the mortal death in Fengcheng!
"ho ho!"
Jin stretched out his arm and seemed to want to say something, but there was a strange sound deep in his throat.
Xiao pang got a fright and stepped back half a step.
No one made a move on Jin, but Jin became this appearance in a blink of an eye, and it was already run.
It’s amazing!

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