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"Help Lord, what should we do if this is the case?"
In the end, an old man stood up and tentatively asked. For more exciting novels, please visit
Zhao Kun's face was gloomy and gloomy. He looked at the two corpses on the ground, and said coldly: "Go, send the corpses of the two of President Du to Feihu City, and say that they were killed."
After hearing the words, the disciples trembled, and the old man showed a surprise: "Help the Lord, I know what to do."
"Go, this is done, you will be the general manager in the future." Zhao Kun said lightly.
"It's me to do it now"
The old man was ecstatic, and he quickly greeted his disciples, carefully put the corpses of the two of them, and then sent it to Feihu City.
He knows that helping the Lord do so, it must be afraid of the mysterious teenager, and the person who can be afraid of the help of the Lord is either a master or a special identity.
In short, that mysterious boy is not easy to provoke.
And they couldn't bear the sigh of relief, so they decided to let Feihu City shot.
Because, General Du is the master of the master of Feihu City. If you want to come to the death of President Du this time, you can definitely make Feihu City Lord angered.
That's a stronger warrior than Zhao Kun, and is the real respected
Lin Xuan didn't know the small movement of the Green Wolf Gang. At this moment, he had left the broken mountain city and according to the instructions of the blood map.
I have to say that the map given by Zhao Kun is very detailed, at least more detailed than he bought.
He found a fastest way, showed his body, and hurried to the road.
The place where Lin Xuan is still belongs to the edge of the blood domain, so there are fewer cities, and it is a dark red.
Half a half later, he suddenly stopped, frowned slightly.
Due to the perfect mood of the wind, Lin Xuan was extremely sensitive to the flow of the surrounding wind. At this moment, he felt that there was extremely unusual wind fluctuations in front of him.
This breath is very strong, very violent, and it is by no means a general wind.
Soon, Lin Xuan saw the red fog at the horizon in front of him, like a sea of ​​blood, and Pentium was more than.
Accompanied by the sound of the ghost, it was very harsh.
"This is a storm"
Lin Xuan's pupils have shrunk slightly, and he has never seen such a powerful storm.
The red storm was fast, and the blink of an eye had come to the nearby.
The wind swept the trees, and the trees were rooted, and countless dust fluttered, and rolled it to the sky.
It seems like a dragon -colored dragon, roaring in the air.
The sky whispered, as if it was torn, red cracks appeared, and the power of horrible wind swept the Quartet, destroying everything.
In this case, it is impossible to escape.
When the ordinary warrior encounters a red storm, he can only pray, and Lin Xuan is different. He has a great and perfect artistic conception, and his strength is extremely powerful.
The next moment, around him, he swayed a blue air flow and held up his body, like dreams, and erratic.
With this artistic conception, the impact of the red storm was small. Lin Xuan fluttered with the red storm, looking at the raging storm, and felt a sudden insight in his heart.
It has been a long time for his style of wind, but he has not reached the point of wind. He knows that this kind of thing cannot be rushed.
Unlike the sword soul, the artistic conception of the wind is completely understood by him, and there is no shortcut to go, so the degree is not as good as the sword.
And now, in the face of the sky's red storm, he suddenly had a touch of understanding.
This process is very short, only a moment, but it is enough.
Because of his direction, he knew the path after the artistic conception.
As long as he enlightenment, it won't be long before he can condense into a wind soul.
The wind is getting smaller, the red storm is like a giant beast.
Soon, it completely disappeared in this area and ran towards other places.
Lin Xuan recruited the Dark Red Dragon and asked him to protect the law.
"Damn, kid, are you a demon?" The Dark Red Dragon is dissatisfied, and you can understand it if you catch a road. Are you sure you are not intentional?
Although the Dark Red Dragon is dissatisfied, it still sets up a defense formation.
Lin Xuanpan sat on the ground, and kept deducting the situation where the red storm appeared just now, and realized it carefully.
He felt that his understanding of the artistic mood deepened a lot. At the same time, he realized his own crazy style based on the scene of the scene just now.
One palm waved, the wind rolled up, the waves were rolling, the horror sounded, as if the red storm was reproduced.
The earth collapsed, the trees fluttered, and it turned into powder in the air, and the peaks in the distance exploded.
This palm is similar to the red storm, full of violent destruction.
"Ah life -saving, the red storm is here again"
In the distance, a exclamation sounded, very miserable and desperate.
After listening to Lin Xuan, he looked surprised. He waved his palm, wiped the move, shaking his body at the same time, and rushing towards the voice.
The red storm is very horrible, and the place where it is destroyed is very serious.
Among these ruins, there is a lean young man who is screaming at this moment.
"Oh my god, isn't the red storm only appeared once, why did it appear again this time?"
"Damn, I don't want to die"
The young man roared randomly.
Lin Xuan was surprised. He couldn't expect that under the red storm, there were still people who could survive.
As soon as the corner of his mouth was raised, Lin Xuan was like a breeze, silent, and came to the young man of the bamboo pole, and then kicked with his toes.
Suddenly, the young man in the bamboo pole trembled, and roared crazy: "Ah, come, it's really here"
Lin Xuan was speechless, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He could only say: "Hey, no storm, you don’t have to be afraid."
In this sound, the young people on the ground stopped trembling, then turned their heads, and looked at the Quartet, which was relieved.
He sat up, patted the soil on his body, stared at Lin Xuan, and hummed coldly: "Do you want to scare me to death without the storm"
This guy complained.
Lin Xuan felt funny, and at the same time he was curious. The guy on the ground was not very high. How did he escape the red storm?
"Hey, what kind of eyes are you," the young man on the ground was dissatisfied, stood up.
"Although Xiao Ye is not strong, but in terms of the survivability of the blood -colored plain, the extreme warrior may not be compared with me."
Youth is very confident.
"What's your name" Lin Xuan asked.
"Yu Fei." The young man said, then stunned, "Why should I tell you"
He stared at Lin Xuan and looked bad: "You guy is so clean, did you not encounter a red storm"
"Boy, who are you"
"Newcomer." Lin Xuan shrugged, "You said that your survivability is strong, this blood -colored plain, in addition to the storm, what else is there?"
Yu Fei's eyes widened, staring at Lin Xuan for a few seconds, and then disdain: "It really is a rookie"
"Boy, you listen to it"
Chapter completed!