Chapter 3825: 4.1425 Jealousy

Chapter 3825 4.1425 Envy
Now he is just dying, and he runs away for a long time.
A ramp suddenly appeared under my feet.
Shi Lang was almost out of control and nearly rolled down the slope.
Suddenly a scream, Yaohong rolled down from them first.
Everyone's face changed, and they stopped running.
Wang Kuang, however, still had a bit of love for this woman, and quickly followed him when he saw it.
Suddenly, the sound of spiritual collision erupted under the slope. Shi Lang and others were almost scared to urinate, and they conditionedly wanted to run back.
However, as soon as I turned my head, I found that a large group of white bone skeletons had been surrounded by Wu Ya at this time.
If they dared to rush up, it would be like sending sheep into the tiger's mouth.
The crowd could only run down the slope, and looked up to see that the white bone skeletons were just surrounding the hillside and never came down.
As soon as Shi Lang's group ran down the slope, they were suddenly hit by several spirits coming over, and they suddenly fell down in wailing.
"What kind of people are you?" Wang Kuang fell to the ground, his hands were tied by the divine power, half of his face rubbed against the ground, and a large sole imprinted on his head.
He was staring at the opposite with a hate in his face, a freak man with a red monster on his side, and he would not hesitate to turn his hands on the red monster.
"Pop." Even when Wang Kuang faced a slap in his face, he couldn't help secretly shocking.
He is a 14th-level master spiritual master, whose strength is very clear, but he was bound by divine power at the first sight.
The deformed man with ugly looks and different lengths of his left and right hands was actually a powerful god.
"I've found it." An old man with a good eyebrow nodded with a smile. "They came just right, and use their blood to break the battle."
"What?" Wang Kuang and others showed a frightened expression.
But seeing the old man snatching up the last 12th-level spiritual master mercenary in the Shi Lang mercenary regiment, kicking people into a swirling wind in his fierce scream.
Everyone could clearly see the flesh of the man was blown away by the wind, and the whole human figure crooked and twisted, and smashed into the eyes.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
With the sudden start of the loud noise, the entire matrix barrier disappeared instantly.
Wang Kuang and others were pleased to find that they really appeared in Fengmu Lin again this time, and even smelled the grassy aroma unique to Feng Mulin.
"Huh?" Lao Hang twisted his eyebrows and gave a faint sigh, his eyes fell on a person less than five meters in front.
A young girl wearing a white robe with skin-snow and unusually delicate eyebrows is sitting under an old tree, with a swirl of aura swirling above her head.
"You will be promoted to God's State at such a young age." Lao Hang smiled, with a hint of envy in his tone. "It really makes people jealous."
"It's a shame to continue." The ghostly man grabbed the woman's waist with that malformed short hand.
Demon Red only felt that deformed little hand, as if a touch of soft poisonous snake, stroking back and forth between her waist and hips, making her whole body stiff, with a hint of panic in her face.
"Oh, I hate those young men and women who are too young to rely on the inheritance of the family. They are mad at their young age." Of the four desperate men, a healthy man sneered with his arms crossed.
"This array has caused Laozi to lose so much energy for a long time. We must not spare this little lady lightly."
(End of this chapter)