The thunderous roar gradually spread from the sky to the ground.
Ti Luo, the leader of Heitian Ridge, crossed his arms with a playful smile on his face and slowly walked towards the sinkhole.
"Yan Qingmang, this kid, has been practicing well in the past few years. It seems that he is not far from the second level of Yijin. Tsk, this power is a bit interesting..."
Tiro touched his chin, and the blue-black stubble touched his fingers. It was prickly, but he felt very good.
Victory is only one step away.
According to the plan, the quickest reaction of each family in Chicheng should be within one stick of incense. This time is enough to defeat all the current enemies and leave with all the loot.
Tiro's eyes shone with a cunning light, looking like an animal called a wolf.
Cunning and cruel!
Tiluo, the leader of Heitian Ridge, is also a well-known figure in the Chicheng cultivation world. If the bandits of Heitian Ridge are wolves, he is the leader of the wolf pack, the most ferocious and cunning one.
Everything is under control.
Ti Luo slowly approached. He wanted to prevent Yan Qingmang from engaging in a trapped beast fight. He also wanted to know what good things Yan Qingmang had snatched from Li Donglai. Such desperate efforts were not like the Yanshan Bandit who missed a single hit. , a style that travels thousands of miles away.
have a look……
Tiro's flickering eyes finally fell from above to the huge pit deep for two people in the courtyard, and the expression on his face changed instantly.
wrong!
This is not a one-hit kill for Yan Qingmang, but...
At this moment, the expression on Tiro's face was very wonderful.
At first he was careless, but then he hid his vigilance.
After one glance, I was shocked and unbelievable.
Then, my thinking seemed to be stagnant and blank for a moment, and I almost wondered if my eyes were hallucinating.
damn,
How could this be, how could this be possible,
Yan Qingmang of Yanshan Bandits,
Dead?!
Being killed by the young man named Li Donglai in the pit, this, this is impossible!
What his eyes could see was that Yan Qingmang was standing still on the spot. The flesh and blood in his body seemed to be burned by the fire of ignorance, burning bit by bit and shattering into particles bit by bit.
All the energy, blood and strength in his body were turned into ashes bit by bit along with the strange red flame.
Yan Qingmang's expression was extremely painful, angry, and confused, but he could not move or utter a single word. He could only maintain the previous movements, watching his body, dissolving bit by bit, and disappeared into the night. middle.
The particles that are burned and decomposed by the body are like beautiful fluids, but they give people a sense of fear from the soul and bones.
An inch of lovesickness and an inch of ashes, but an inch of ashes cannot express an inch of lovesickness.
It is better to offend the king of hell than the pharmacist.
The King of Hell can make you die in the middle of the night, but the Medicine Master can make you unable to live or die.
To everyone, the medicine master's methods are ten times more terrifying than the King of Hell.
"Pharmacist, you... you are the pharmacist?!"
Tiro seemed to have seen the most terrifying nightmare, and he wished he could have been here tonight.
what to do?
The information is wrong. This Li Donglai is not an abandoned son of the family who has been favored by the pharmacist. He is a poison master with unfathomable strength!
Is this battle a fight or a retreat?
Even with Tilo's life experience, he has never experienced such a difficult decision.
While heaven and man were fighting in his heart, Li Donglai had already taken back the golden tripod of the sun from Yan Qingmang's hand, and then calmly opened the medicine stove, and a mist of medicinal aroma rose from the haze plate.
Li Donglai stretched out his hand and picked up the pills inside. Then he looked at Tiluo above calmly. He stuffed the pills into his mouth one by one like eating jelly beans and chewed them slightly.
Chew, swallow.
The round spirit elixir has been heated up enough, but it just needs some time to nourish the elixir.
Yan Qingmang only knew how to snatch the treasure, but indirectly helped Li Donglai create the time to raise the elixir, so the elixir was completed and Yan Qingmang died.
Li Donglai was able to take the Yuanling Pill safely and make final preparations for the Great Consummation of Blood Coagulation.
Coagulation Dzogchen,
Coagulation Dzogchen,
Once it is perfected and has a leak-free true body, it can unlock the greatest bloodline power.
Li Donglai had waited for this moment for too long, two lifetimes.
I have been a human being for two lifetimes, and until today, until this step, I can take a breath and say to myself, I did it.
Just one step away,
Coagulation Dzogchen,
The regrets from the past life can also be made up for a little bit.
This last step...
Li Donglai looked at Tiluo. At this moment, Tiluo, the head of Heitianling above, was shaken. Without any hesitation, he jumped down and brought up a strange roaring wind.
He had thought clearly that since he came today, he had formed a deadly feud with Li Donglai and was in a fight to the death.
Don't think that you will be safe if you retreat. Today, either you will die or I will die. There is no possibility of the third option.
Kill kill kill!!
Tiro is also a person who does big things. Now that he has made up his mind, there is nothing to hold him back. He has only one goal now, to kill Li Donglai on the spot at all costs.
There must be no further trouble!
Ti Luo, the head of Heitian Ridge, has the second level strength of Yi Jin.
At this time, Li Donglai was only at the twelfth level of coagulation. There were two realms and fourteen levels between the two sides. It was not an exaggeration to describe him as a chasm.
What's more, Li Donglai had just taken the Yuanling Pill and needed some time to digest the potency, otherwise it would be a waste of time and opportunity.
What should Li Donglai do?
Ti Luo is several times more powerful than Yan Qingmang,