Chapter 1589 terrible old maniac

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The burly big man turned his head and looked at the tail behind him. A pair of brilliant eyes showed a disgusting color.
But it seems that there is nothing to do with it. The distressed scratching his head, the blood of the whole body is filled with blood, and a red armor changes in the blink of an eye. Then he reaches out and puts the tail of the donkey into the pants to cover it. go with.
Don't look at his pace like a normal person, but it is like shrinking into an inch. It takes only a few tens of meters to go out in one step. It just disappears without a trace.
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Lop Nur lost the sea of ​​death, a ragged, all-faced beard could not see the old man who was facing the old man with a large kitchen knife leaning his legs, closed his eyes, squatting in the sun and basking in the sun.
Suddenly, it seems that I feel a sense of open old eyes that are turbid and ignorant, and look at the direction of the magical direction with my head sideways. The eyes of the confused and innocent eyes shot a sultry light and restored a clear line.
Just a little sinking, just like a ghostly Huo Ran stood up, the large kitchen knife in his hand raised, and smashed toward the empty ground.
The strange thing is that this knife does not seem to have any effect. There is no earth-shattering ground that has been cut into huge pits, and there is no horror of destroying the earth, just like a random knife.
When the old man slashed out, he never looked at it again. He turned and stepped out. When he settled, he stood on the huge kitchen knife. As soon as the meteor-like black light flashed, the kitchen knife actually carried the old man and disappeared. In the sky.
Five minutes later, in situ, a violent spatial fluctuation came. A light door quietly emerged.
In the light door, a big thief thief’s head stretched out his head, looked around and looked around, and then rejoiced in a strange language:
The old madman is gone.

"Is it really gone? Great, MD, this old madman, has blocked my family for more than 40 years, and we can only shrink the damage."
A hoarse voice of grievance came from behind the light door.
"No way, this old madman is really amazing. Together with the rejection and suppression of our three wills, we can't play the real power, it is not the opponent of this old madman."
Dahan is also a grievance of his face, depressed.
"Be careful, although the old madman is not normal, but he is very scheming, be cautious, or make sure that the old madman really left, let's go out."
Another calm voice came from behind the light door.
"Hey, Misri, twenty years ago, because of your timid and cautious, the old city of the old madman was counted, and the evil family missed a good opportunity to leave the secret. This time, it’s hard to wait until he leaves. And what is still in the ink, we must move all over the country this time, all left here."
The hoarse voice is dissatisfied with muttering.
"Cough, where do I know that this old madman is unclear and will still use it? I am also thinking about the safety of the tribe."
The owner of the calm voice, Misri, said a little embarrassed.
"Oh, don't look for reasons here. I have been trapped in this secret for more than 40 years. I am so mad, go, and leave immediately. I must never look back and miss the opportunity to leave."
The hoarse voice interrupted Misri's explanation impatiently, and couldn't wait to show his figure from the light door.
"That...Jimiya, it’s still safe. Let’s go and explore the road and make a decision. If the old madman kills a carbine while we are moving, we will be finished.

Misri still felt uneasy and tried to dissuade him.
"Enough, Misri, don't use caution to cover up your timidity. Don't forget, the three of us are powerful, but although they are not able to use the power beyond the holy world, they are old. The madman is not the same? Even if he kills a carbine, there are three of us joining forces to let other tribes flee and integrate into these humble indigenous people. Even if the old madman has a great ability, it is impossible to find everyone. What are you afraid of? of."
Jimmy replied impatiently, and turned to look at the big man, gloomy face: "Allen, what do you say?"
Hey Dahan doesn't look rough, but it seems that there is no opinion. He said: "No matter what, this is an opportunity. It is worth taking a chance to try, but Misri said it makes sense. We must be careful, otherwise, old. The madman really wants to kill a carbine. We are afraid that it will be unlucky."
"Hey, Allen, you are so white and so big, it’s more awkward than Misri’s coward. Isn’t it an old madman? Are we going to be afraid of him?

Jimmy saw Allen's ambiguous answer, a pair of sinful appearances on both sides, suddenly furious, full of contemptuous roar.
Allen looked black and gloomy: "Jimiya, you didn't have the current cultivation, and you didn't see the horror of the old madman. I and Misri could have witnessed it at the scene. Is it true? Do you think that the three adults of Kay, Varos and Proca will be weaker than the three of us? But what about the results? The three adults were both seriously injured and injured. Only Kay escaped to the secrets and is still retreating. Healing, otherwise you think we will be so jealous of the old madman? Was he alone for 40 years without dare to show up?"
Jimmya heard a glimpse, although he also heard the horror of the old madman, but he never had a real witness, plus he is a rising star who has not risen for many years in the family. As one of the three leaders of the ethnic group, the heart naturally expanded, and I always felt that Allen and Misri were too conservative.
At this moment, I heard that Allen held the old madman so high, and naturally felt extremely unconvinced, and immediately snorted: "This time and for a while, the indigenous people here are limited, and the old madman is already high," Uncertain strength has long since declined."
"Although this is possible, it can't be taken lightly. After all, it is related to the safety of our entire ethnic group. This half-day old madman has not appeared. It should be far away, but in order to be safe, we must first send people to explore around. If you find that the old madman is back, we can also withdraw the secret in time, so that it will not be caught by him."
Misri’s character is calm and cautious. He knows that Jimmy is becoming more and more arrogant with his status as a breakthrough, and his character is not arrogant. However, for the sake of the overall situation, he always gives three points of courtesy, and at this moment he euphemistically put forward his own views.
"You don't have to send someone, the old madman must have gone far. If you don't feel relieved, I personally investigate, you organize the people to leave."
Misri is the person in charge of the appointment of Kay, and is an absolutely authoritative figure among the three chiefs, always pressing Jimmy and Allen.
Alan had no opinion on his nature, but he had no objection to the incident, but the self-sufficient Jimmy was very unconvinced and thought that he was the best leader. Seeing Misri’s cautious look, he was very disdainful. .
"This, is it too risky?"
Misri shook his head silently, but Allen felt that something was wrong and said something.
Although he is very accustomed to the arrogance of Jimmy, but after all, the three strong people in the ethnic group who have turned into the peak of the gods, and all the glory and loss, he still does not want to see the accident in Jimia.
"Which is so dangerous, don't talk nonsense. If you have already done this, you have already done so."
Jimmy sighed with a sigh of relief in her heart, and said something impatiently, she went out.
what!
But the next moment, Jimmy gave a terrible tragedy, and the sly Misri and Allen were like a housewife, and they sneaked back into the secret world. They looked at the screaming Jimmy with their eyes wide and horrified. And my mouth kept muttering: "How could this be? How could this be?"
It turned out that the knife that the old madman had thrown before leaving was seemingly motionless. In fact, it was hidden from the horror of the knife. Jimmy’s big head was plunged in, and the unrestrained corpse was broken. There was only one shelf left, and the black blood was scattered with the broken meat.
Fortunately, what MiGiya said is also the power of the gods and peaks. The soul has been tempered and perfected. Although it is suppressed, the body is destroyed and not fatal. Just like the real soul suddenly abandons the flesh and is full of horror. A smog broke into the secret light door.
"Close the door, close the door."
Misri’s face was white and his voice was screaming.
Allen, who was frightened, reacted. He hurriedly and Misri joined forces to close the door of the secret. After a burst of space, the light door disappeared.
But since the old madman has a backhand, it is so simple, and Migiya has escaped into the secret world. She hasn’t had time to catch her breath. The horrible knife is like a skeleton, and it’s in his soul. Rolling, making a scream of screaming.
"Not good, the sword is in the soul, send Megiya to the epidemic to heal."
Misri shouted in panic.
More than a dozen people on their side hurried around, using a special secret method to lift the spirit of Jimia to the clinician to heal.
Misri and Allen flashed a sigh of relief in their eyes. They knew that the knife was not so well resolved. Whoever touches Jimmy will be entangled in the knife.
It is also a matter of sacrifice to sacrifice these low-level people. After all, people are selfish. As a leader, they naturally do not take risks.
Ah!
A scream of screams came, these tribes who fled to Jimia were all repaired as low-ranking warriors, where they suffered from the smashing of the sword, and the souls that were killed in the blink of an eye were scattered and died, leaving only the ground. A pile of broken limbs was dip in the black blood.
These low-level people succeeded in thinning the horrible knife, and the pressure on Jimia was greatly reduced. The residual knife was not enough to destroy his spirit, but he was able to suppress it.
Jimmy's painful eyes closed and didn't dare to look at Misri and Allen's slightly pitiful eyes. His heart was desolate, because he knew that he was about to step into the footsteps of Kay, and it would take decades or even A hundred years of time have gradually wiped out the knife.
Even, he was even worse than Kay. After all, Kay’s body was not destroyed, and he only had a broken soul. He wanted to reshape the body and it was hard to go back to the previous repairs.
Misri sighed and waved the bones of those low-level people into nothingness. This re-screamed some elite warriors and sent Jimmy to the epidemic to recuperate.
"It’s terrible. It’s terrible. I didn’t expect the old madman to grow up with his age. Not only did he not retreat, but he became even more terrible.

Allen's big mouthful of gasping, his face is full of heart and heart, the heart is madly jumping.
Fortunately, my heart was secretly glad. Fortunately, I did not listen to Jimmy’s unauthorized investigation. Otherwise, it’s my own time to go to Jimia.
"The old madman's back hand has been taken over by Jimia. Maybe we can try to go out."
Misri swallowed and took a deep breath.