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Chapter 89: Flood Demon

"Impossible...impossible..." Qin Qiu roared crazily, with a hint of sinister look on his face, and shouted: "My ****...is a high-level moon-level person...how could he be defeated?...

.Every person who has come to the Moon level in the entire continent has become a strong man in the world. I don’t believe it... If you don’t believe it, I will lose... Go to hell!"

Qin Qiu's crazy roar blew across the entire venue like an evil wind. The venue fell into panic for a while. On several stone steps, there were also figures flashing. They seemed to be the top deacons of the Qin family. They were suddenly surprised.

"Tian'er!" Qin exclaimed in shock, his eyes flashed with solemnity, and a tyrannical spiritual force behind him moved without a trace.

"I said, Xiao Zhen, you also let the young people have their own adventure. There are some things that Qin Qiu has to go through. Hey... There is no distinction between good and evil. It's just because of creation.

It slowly changes with the state of mind of the person who uses it. The so-called devil comes from the heart, as long as you keep your heart, it will be okay." The old man closed his old eyelids tightly on the side, feeling the fighting in the field, and faintly

He said: "Sometimes, what you see may not be true. That kid Qin Tian is... very powerful..."

Qin Zhen frowned, pondered for a while, and turned around anxiously...

"You...you have an impatient temper..."

"Old man... aren't you also as stubborn as a cow? Back then, your strength was..."

"Hey... Lao Luo... Lao Luo..." The old man interrupted Qin Zhen's mention of Dan Nian's events, opened his cloudy eyes, and said with a smile: "The past is gone... Let's get drunk now, the stars have changed

....We are all old, and the world belongs to young people..."

"Qin Qiu is about to use all his spiritual energy, and he is close to the power of the spiritual essence. Tian'er, you have to be more careful!"

"You...hehe..." the old man shook his head helplessly, staring at the sky... "The stars also change, the Big Dipper constellations, the heaven and the earth are blessed, the Taoist palace inherits... the world's aspiring people

talent..."

"Ao Feng! Master will not accept you, you should leave as soon as possible..."

"Master, that Ao Feng has been waiting on the mountain peak for five years..."

"Ao Feng! Master is right...it's right..."

"Hurry up and chop these firewood before sunset, Gao Feng, hurry up!"

"Ao Feng, pass the test and become a nominal disciple of our sect..."

"You are worthy of fighting me?"

"Gaofeng, you're late again, you've finished all the food..."

"Ten years of war! Ao Feng wins!"

........

Hearing Qin Zhen's reminder, Qin Tian also smiled, and his body swayed. In a trance, his whole person turned into a strong wind, and the hieroglyphic barbaric text swirled in a wavy shape. The power of the Tao inside was like the power of God.

Under the cage, it was like a mountain breaking through the clouds, and a tsunami shook the sky. Immediately, without hesitation, bursts of illusory light waves shot out, rising into the sky like stars. Following the mysterious trajectory, rays of light burst out.

"Through-Arm Tiger Soul Fist!" Qin Tian's hands continued to form bright screens of light, which became more and more dazzling. A tiger with a tiger-shaped barbaric figure spinning around it seemed to tear through the starry sky, revealing a terrifying tiger head, and shouted

A thundering roar reached to the nearby mountains, and all beasts prostrated and trembled.

Qin Qiu's gloomy face showed a trace of ferocity, and he said in a low voice: "You forced me!"

"The dragon demon transforms!"

"Hiss!" There was a chill in the venue, and everyone fled in fear.

"Oh my God... Is this the unique skill of the Blood Demon Dragon? Isn't it created by humans at all?" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Jie Jie... I guess you know your stuff... How could such a great creature be created by a weak human being?" There was a faint sense of bloodlust running through it.

"Are you not from the Qin family? Or are you not Qin Qiu at all?" Qin Zhen said in a deep voice.

"Jiejie...it's no wonder that I am the old patriarch, and he actually got a glimpse of my true identity..."

The senior deacons of the family had already protected everyone and left quickly, leaving only a few powerful people and two black figures in the distance talking about something unknown. In the panic, naturally no one noticed, and they could vaguely tell.

Guess...it's the back figures of Qin Hao and Qin Mo...

Qin Tian's expression changed, and the scenes in the Colosseum were replayed bit by bit in his mind... At the moment, while thinking about it, suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he seemed to have guessed some clues. Could there be something between the two?

What connection...

If that's really the case... A chilling cold air is coming, then there are far more people lurking in the family...

"Suffer death..."

The surface of Qin Qiu's body was covered with blood-colored scales, and his palms turned into black poisonous claws. Between the blood pupils, a black stain condensed on it, and he rushed towards him. Suddenly, a death threat came down.

"Dragon strangulation!" After the roar of the poisonous dragon, the black poisonous gas was mixed with the aura of death. The death aura and the poisonous gas blended to form a monstrous demonic aura. Suddenly, the surrounding trees fell down in rows, and the rocks also

Faint cracks appear

Black light burst out from his body, and you could vaguely see the head of the poisonous dragon between Qin Qiu's head, emitting a gloomy and cold cry.

Two heads were looming, exchanging from time to time. A strangulation was erupted in vain, but it was full of cruelty and ferocious aura. The whole person rose into the sky and turned into a dragon head, opening its bloody mouth.

After swallowing the tiger head of the Tiger Soul Fist, the power suddenly dispersed into the invisible...

Qin Tian was extremely furious at the moment. He looked at the black spot with blank eyes, and the image of killing giants came to mind. They seemed to be controlled by others! That kind of desperate attack was really frightening.

The dragon-headed body, the bloody scales all over his body, were soaked in the blood of the devil, and his eyes were actually horrifyingly bloodshot. At this moment, he was like an extremely terrifying beast, as terrifying as a dragon devil, and his ferocious face revealed

An unparalleled and powerful ferocious aura, as if the color of the heaven and earth changes, and the abyss descends!

"Who sent you?" Qin Tian thought about all the related memories in his heart, boom! His heart was shocked like thunder, the ancient emperor... the holy emperor... had something to do with the tomb!!

"Jiejie...don't you think you should be more concerned about your own danger now? However, no matter how hard you fight to the death...you will be killed today!" Sen said with a voice like a poisonous snake.

The cold, low roar of an animal should not be considered a human being...

After Qin Tian's blow, the tiger-shaped barbarian weapon penetrated from his belly, stained with black and disgusting poisonous water, and continued to attack him crazily, letting out a tiger roar. Obviously, the barbarian barbarian's dignity was damaged.

provocative

"Roar!" The human dragon let out a violent roar, looking at the wounds on the body with vicious eyes, and licked its black lips. It was as cold as a poisonous snake spitting out its core. A cold and cold light burst out, tearing the air.

Rushing towards Qin Tian

"Master of the Black Spot?" Qin Tian was filled with anger and already regarded him as the person who must be killed! It seems that this matter is not as simple as imagined. His goal should be the soul jade! The key to the mausoleum! Then...

..Except for the people from the Di family...only the old ghost knows about this...

Not daring to be negligent at the moment, Qin Tian raised his realm to its peak. He stepped on a shadow and left an afterimage on the spot. His momentum was like the peak of the sky, overwhelming the river and sea. The hieroglyphic barbaric script was like a flexible and healthy shadow, facing Qin Tian.

, constantly swirling around the body, forming an illusory light curtain


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