Chapter 33: Good things, I want it (seek tickets!)

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The Chiyang Magic Monkey was accidentally killed. The most tangled is Lin Fei.
Lin Fei was hiding in the cave. He originally planned to take the opportunity to leave. The things harvested in the wolf's nest were enough for this trip. I don't know how many people are jealous.
At this moment, Lin Fei is in a bad mood and should be said to be very bad!
The martial arts is eight heavens, the suffocating master, the tiger's eye, not far from the wolf's nest, the previous Thunder strike, Lin Fei's heart has a lingering, the powerful and fierce Chiyang magic monkey can't stop it, ruthlessly killing, even though it has a certain amount of water, Really martial arts eight-day master, no one dares to ignore!
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"The son waits a little, the old slave takes out the blood of the ancient monsters for you!"
Zhao Wen's momentum is like a normal old man, standing not far from the Chiyang Magic Monkey, his brows are slightly wrinkled, and he immediately looks at the wolf's nest.
"Get out of the blood of the ancient monsters!"
Zizi Gongzi excitedly said, "If the young master uses the blood of the ancient monsters, blood and body, the strength will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, big brother, second brother, how good the talent is, this young master still tramples them!"
"The old slaves once again congratulate the son, the Chiyang magic monkey would rather give up the resistance, still have to return to the old nest, presumably there is a heaven and earth in the old nest, and recover the injury after taking it. According to the old slaves, there is only one companion on the mainland. Chiyang Magic Monkey, can grow up, want to come to the old nest, there will be mature Chiyang fruit!" Zhao Wenyi looked up, his eyes moved and smiled.
"What? The legendary red fruit?"

Is it a red fruit that is strong after taking it? Is it the red fruit that everyone dreams of?

"Shenli fruit? A red fruit adds three kilograms of strength? How is this possible, how can the Chiyang magic monkey find the already extinct Chiyang magic vine?"
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Zhao Wen’s words suddenly caused a huge reaction.
Zi Shaowen, the son of the purple dress, is distinguished and knowledgeable. After hearing the words, he still can't conceal the accident and excitement. "Uncle Wen, are you sure that there is a mature red fruit in the nest?"
What is the role of red fruit? They are clear from the big door, and they know what is precious.
Zhao Wen nodded. "The son of the son entered the mountain this time. It is a double happiness, the blood of the ancient monsters, the physical defense, taking the red fruit to make up for the physical defects, the amazing power, the combat power increased several times, the old slaves congratulate the son!"
The words outside, without exception, fell in Lin Feier, his face was weird.
"Rely, isn't Laozi sent again?"
Lin Fei can't think of it anyway, the red-hot fruit will have this magical effect, and almost thought it was wrong.
Natural power is a kind of innate talent.
The high man of Shenwumen is one of them. He has certain advantages in practicing martial arts. Lin Fei has been envious.
"As they say, a red fruit can increase the strength of three thousand pounds of meat, and three red fruits go down. Then I am not trying to increase. If it is, then it is really cool."
Unbelievable, unimaginable!
After a brief excitement, Lin Fei once again showed a dignified look, and the situation was extremely unfavorable to him.
"I wanted to take the opportunity to go out. It seems not easy now. My biggest advantage is that in the dark, they are in the clear, I don't know that the red fruit is taken by me. If I know it, I will die, so I want to leave here, chance." just one time!"
On the palm of his hand, a black medal appeared on the palm of his hand. He entered the river and lake medal once, and once it was displayed, the speed was +1.
"Light work with the wind, and with the first entry into the rivers and lakes medal, in addition to the old man of the martial arts, the rest of the people have no threat to me, should be able to escape!"
Lin Fei is self-sufficient in the strength of the six-day martial arts. With the magical knife method, he reluctantly fights with the martial arts seven-day battle. He encounters the martial arts eight-day heaven, protects his body and swears, and has no slash, no one is a good move.
"Refining! Refining!!"
The red-yang monkey, which was killed by a knife, was suspended in the air, the green-green flame, ruthlessly burning, and the body of Sanzhang kept shrinking.
Zhao Wen is refining the Chiyang Magic Monkey and getting a trace of the blood of the ancient monsters in the eighth-order monster. Even if it is a trace, the countless people are still attracted.
Three feet size!
Two feet in size! !
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The flesh of the Red Sun Monkey is constantly burning, from the huge body to the size of the fist at the moment.
Refining and refining an eighth-order monster, not a martial art, eight heavens and strong, can not, even so, Zhao Wen folds his face, still reveals a rare pale color, visible consumption is not small.
"It is!"
After half an hour.
The eighth-order demon beast, the red-yang monkey, became a golden blood of the thumb size, floating in the air, dazzling, golden blood group, blurring a virtual shadow, it is the red-yang monkey, a hegemony, ferocious, transparent A long-lasting breath spread along the blood cell.

It’s really a trace of blood that contains the ancient monsters!

Cheng Shaowen couldn't help but be shocked. The greed of the eyes was revealed in the eyes. The blood of the ancient monsters will belong to him. He knows that this blood group is the essence of the Chiyang Magic Monkey, and it is worth the price.
"Wind blows!"
At the time when everyone was amazed and shocked, the accident appeared in vain.
There was a breeze coming from the forest, and there was no response from the recent white cloth disciples.
"Good things, I laughed!"
With the sound of ridiculousness falling, a white palm appeared from the air, calmly and freely, under the eyes of everyone, caught in the golden blood of the group, and floated out again. After a few breaths, it appeared outside the fifteen feet. The speed is incredible, too late to react.
They never thought that someone would dare to grab a meal.
"No, stop him!"
"Block him, he took the treasure!"
"Damn, kill him, can't let him escape!"
Everyone's subconscious is a surprise, no matter how unexpected, some people dare to grab things in front of their swords.
Knife Shenzong, not falling dynasty, the three major sects, when was robbed of things in person, the tiger hunted for food, no less than a slap in the face, burning pain.
Cheng Shaowen's face was a black face, completely suffocated, and the things he got, the eyes were taken away, and the best things would be completely crazy.
The first reaction was to be a white disciple. Without saying a word, the three knives were swaying, forming a blockade line, blocking the way, and leaving this arrogant black robe.
"Since you are here, why bother to go, it is better to stay!"
Cheng Shaowen was sullen and still kept calm. He was a good person, but his eyes seemed to be eating people.
PS: This chapter has been written for a long time. The following will be a big climax. Let me think about it!
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