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Chapter Thirteen Tears of Blood!(2/2)

Now, the evil spirit must be used.

It is obviously unrealistic to get the Five Elements Sword.

With this idea in mind, Linghu Xiong no longer hesitated, pinched his blood-drinking hand and began to activate the power of one thousandth of the evil fragment.

The endless stream of true qi entered the body. After three breaths, the power of the Blood Prison suddenly increased, and the evil qi burst out in awe, fusing with the Blood Prison. The dual power support and fusion directly crushed the pressure released by the skull.

Fatty Red was shocked.

Fatty Red never expected that Linghu Xiong would do this trick. Based on the blood mist and the pressure released by the evil aura that appeared later, his Blood Tears were no match for him at all.

He was unwilling to give up, and he was unwilling to lose to Linghu Xiong again.

The sword is not as good as him!

The way of heaven is not as good as him!

Now he is not even as good as his sword skills!

How could he be willing to do this? He was crazy, his eyes were bleeding, he wanted power, he wanted Wu Yulin, he wanted to be an elder, he could not defeat!

At this moment, the powerful demon in his body had grown into a towering tree and could not pull it off even if he wanted to.

"Linghu Xiong, let's fight!"

Accompanied by this crazy shout, the fat red man controlled his skull and began to cry.

The shocking crying sounds turned into sharp sound waves, stimulating Linghu Xiong's ears.

"break!"

Linghu Xiong's eyes were calm, and he controlled the evil spirit and the Blood Prison and rushed towards the skull.

The two collided, and the cry of the skull stopped abruptly, and then exploded.
Chapter completed!
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