Chapter 22: That's a temperament

　　 "Too much!"
　　 He really didn't want to say much.
　　 In the distance, above a certain hillside.
　　 Lu Daosheng's face was reddish, his palms clenched tightly, and there was a cloud of black mist wrapped around it. These black mists, like living creatures, were engulfing Yuan Li.
　　The man standing in front of Lu Daosheng has short limbs, exactly the same as the man who manipulated the war behemoth before, even if his face is similar.
　　At this time, the man sneered, "Lu Daosheng, did not expect it, you did not expect it."
　　And around, Rizhao Sect and Yan Huazong's powerful landlords are fighting each other, and it is difficult to distinguish.
　　 "Golden Gong, I didn't expect you to follow this sect's joint regulations and even practice this kind of evil spirit that the world can't tolerate." Lu Daosheng said coldly that he had just suffered a small loss.
"Haha." Jin Luo's face was ugly, and he laughed loudly: "Zongmen's joint regulations? That's just the regulations of the strong to the weak. I don't care about these things. What's the matter? My corpse demon soul Yuan Gong tastes good. "
　　 Then raised his hands, his eyes flashing insanely, "I have tortured tens of thousands of people, and then I practiced the corpse demon soul Yuan Gong to the eighth level, it is all a strong taste of death."
　　 Suddenly!
　　Distant dozens of Rizhao Sects fled in panic.
　　 "Stop, what are you doing?" Jin Luo asked, looking at these disciples, his face changed, and his tone was somber.
　　 Those disciples who fled saw Jinluo, who suddenly looked bloodless, and then panicked: "Brother Jin is not good, the war beasts are out of control, and the disciples have collapsed in an all-round way, and they can no longer support it."
　　 "What? What about my brother?" Jin Luo's face changed greatly when he heard it.
　　 But Lu Daosheng was relieved that the war beasts were out of control, that’s good, at least it would not lead to a total defeat.
"He was pinched to death by the war behemoth." The disciple had just finished saying this, and suddenly a cloud of black mist shrouded him instantly, and pustules bulged all over his body. .
　　 And those of the disciples around him are also like this. The appearance of death is extremely tragic.
　　 "Ah!" Jin Luo's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a long roar, "My brother..."
When the two were born, they were extremely ugly, with short limbs, and they were discarded. They grew up in the ridicule of others from small to large. Later, due to coincidence, they got a wicked merit and specialized in torturing people. Let those who laugh at them all die under evil merit.
　　 He hates those who are healthy and gradually becomes bloodthirsty, but his younger brother is his only relative, and now he is dead, how can he bear it.
　　 "Lu Daosheng, I want you to die."
　　The monstrous black mist boiled up, which contained the power of terror, and the surrounding flowers and plants withered and withered.
　　 Lu Daosheng's whole body was shocked, Yuanli burst, the flames of both palms burned, like two rounds of blazing sun, the black mist wrapped around the palms was dispersed.
　　 "Golden gong, beheaded you here today."
　　 "Then see who will die first."
　　……
　　 Lin Fan has lost his temper now that he has been chased by this war beast.
　　 "Draw"
　　 just beheaded a lot of disciples, and the points accumulated 3200 points, enough to be in a wave.
　　 "I want to draw ten consecutive times."
　　Bronze lottery draw: Thank you for your patronage and make persistent efforts.
　　 He is already convinced, and the chance of winning is too low.
　　 missed ten, is this a death?
　　 He was dissatisfied, and he was really dissatisfied, which is simply unreliable.
　　 "Fuck, do you really want to kill someone?"
　　He really doesn't want to talk anymore, how could his hand be so dark, the black one is a bit too much.
　　 The disciple of Rizhao Sect has been disturbed by this war behemoth. The disciples of the eighth and nineth-quenched body dare not come close.
　　 "Run quickly."
　　 Rizhao Sect disciples fled in panic. They had collapsed. As their war beasts, they even laid down death feet on them, which made them feel collapsed.
　　Lin Fan is already a hero level in everyone's mind.
　　 But they did not know that their heroes were helpless at the moment.
　　Silver Draw: Congratulations on getting the top-grade cultivation medicine, Shihudan.
　　 Want to cry without tears.
　　The points are like floating water, so I can't hold my mouth.
　　 "Last chance, I will draw again. If you don't give me a chance, I won't run anymore, I won't be able to die and be resurrected."
　　 consumes one hundred points.
　　Bronze draw: Congratulations on getting an 82-2 oval grenade.
　　 "Lying trough!"
　　 "It's really cheap, threaten it, you know it's given."
　　 When Lin Fan heard the prompt, the whole person was almost flying. It was refreshing, but it was too refreshing.
　　 What is the rhythm of flying?
　　 "Brother Lin, be careful."
　　 At this time, Lin Fan reacted, and when he discovered that all the Rizhao Sect disciples had disappeared, he was a little ignorant.
　　Yan Huazong disciples saw Brother Lin being hunted down by a war beast, they didn't know what to do, they didn't know how to save Brother Lin.
　　 This war beast is really terrifying. With their strength, they can't do anything about it.
　　Lin Fan saw that so many disciples were looking at himself, and felt that he must express himself.
　　 Then stopped violently, held out his hand, and shouted, "You stopped me."
　　 The beasts of war that raged came to a halt, and the flames of endless resentment broke out in those fierce eyes.
　　Yan Huazong disciples were shocked when they saw this scene.
　　 "Brother, what are you doing?"
　　Lin Fan looked at the war behemoth angrily, "Dog thing, what kind of chasing your idiot is addicted, now I'm not running anymore, I'm going to single you out and try my unique hidden weapon."
　　 holding the "rotten egg stinging flies" and then violently threw it towards the war behemoth.
Roar!
　　The war beast roared and wanted to crush Lin Fan, but at the moment, the rotten egg was hit in the nostrils of the war beast accurately.
boom!
　　 The egg burst and the yellow liquid filled the nasal cavity.
　　 An unbearable smell spread out in the nose of the war beast.
Wow!
　　 The war beasts couldn't help but spit up, but this looks like it is roaring.
　　 Lin Fan was stunned. He didn't expect this rotten egg to have such great power that even the war beast could not bear it.
　　 At this time, a skeleton was spit out by the war behemoth, and the war behemoth looked at the skeleton that had lost one arm, and his angry eyes shrank suddenly, as if to remember something.
　　Big roar, as if unbelievable.
　　Looking at the situation, Lin Fan was suddenly happy. Without saying anything, he jumped up and strode into the mouth of the war beast while shouting.
　　 "Dog stuff, let you see my strongest trick."
　　 "Brother Lin..." The disciple Yan Huazong saw this scene and shouted heartbroken. They thought it was Brother Lin who was going to die with the war beast.
　　 "It's really stinky." When he came to the mouth of the war behemoth, he couldn't stand it, and then he directly pulled the grenade and counted down.
boom!
　　 The power of the explosion broke out in the mouth of the war beast.
　　For the disciples outside, UU reading www.uukanshu.com only felt that the body of the war beast shook violently.
　　Under the watch of all the disciples, the war beast fell to the ground with a bang.
　　 "Brother..." Yan Huazong's disciples looked at everything in front of their eyes, and their eyes became dull. They couldn't believe that Brother Si died.
　　Lv Qiming looked forward desperately, "Brother Lin..."
　　Tall and strong tears burst into his face, "My friend..."
　　 Ten seconds later.
　　 bang.
　　 All the disciples were shocked, and a figure broke the head of the war beast and appeared in the sight of everyone. The figure carried his hands on his back, his chin lifted slightly, and squinted at the moon in the sky.
　　 against the moonlight.
　　 That figure is so holy, so domineering.
　　Lin Fan feels this posture very well and puts it in place, his eyes reveal a temperament of being alone.
　　It's just how it feels chilly below.
　　It doesn't matter, posture is the most important.
　　 "Brother!"
　　 disciples who won the war couldn't help cheering and rushed towards Lin Fan.
　　 Lin Fan's mouth showed a smile, it was a calm smile.
　　 But then.
　　 "Lying trough, who caressed my chicken, and gave me a hand."
　　 A beautiful female disciple could not help cheering.
　　 "I encountered Brother Lin's chicken."
　　I can't guarantee it in the morning.
　　……
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