In the magnificent hall of the distant country, in the hands of the old woman who was high above, her turbid eyes were a little fanatic, and she focused on the crystal ball held by her thin hands.

In the crystal clear crystal ball, blood-red colors spread day after day, and people seeking opportunities in the secret realm died one after another due to different reasons.

Or died in the mouth of the phantom beast and was bitten off by one bite.

Or he died in a dangerous place, and when he stepped on it, he turned out to be a mud, trapped in it and died of suffocation.

Or it passes through the battle. In the fierce confrontation, the Yuanli injects weapons, reflecting a bright luster, activates newly acquired martial arts, and uses all their strength to the sky to descend countless white lines, adding additional territorial bonuses to the attack, making it more lethal.

The corpse fell straight to the earth, blood splattered with red-colored swords. The victorious man piously held the treasure he seized, cheering and grinning, while the failed man never stood up again.

Or he was plotted against by his own people, and under the temptation of martial arts, ordinary soldiers, spiritual medicines, etc., someone's eyes turned red and he inserted his sword deep into his companion's chest with his own hands. He stabbed it several times, and kept stirring it, as if he was afraid that the dead would be resurrected and he would seek revenge.

To be precise, every time the arm is broken, the limb is broken, the blood emerges from the neck, turning into a red fountain, and the swords and spears in the body are shaking, and the face is unwilling to lie down and die, the old woman trembles all over excitedly and her eyes are filled with intoxication.

It was like intoxicated by drug abuse, the gloom that had never dispersed in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows in the past became much fainter. On the wrinkled old face, it looked like a brilliant red sun breaking through the dark clouds, full of joy that seemed a bit sick, and a strange smile resounded in the empty palace.

The supreme court was ordered by the king of the country to use it alone, and no one dared to disturb him for no reason. The king of the country looked for another place for the ministers to initiate memorials.

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When entering the secret realm, the beginning is still the same, but as time goes by, gradually deepens towards the core of the forest. The dark night day after day makes people feel anxious and uneasy. The trainees die frequently. Even the most experienced mercenaries, or the lone travelers who are accustomed to life and death, cannot be calm.

As a result, the atmosphere of panic gradually spread in people's hearts, becoming deeper and deeper, and gradually becoming uncontrollable. The frivolous life makes people lose patience. Even the usually gentle person tear off the mask that was well-disguised and can't wait to join the ranks of robbers, but the battle here develops to the point where the witnesses are numb and commonplace.

With a bang, the slender sword was knocked away by a dark hammer.

"Girl, the situation is like this, so why not surrender. As long as you understand the current situation and perform well, I will advise my elder brother to save your life."

Zhang Qiang of the Black Tiger Group succeeded with one move, put away the hammer and did not chase after him. He looked at Liu Yurou's pretty face, moved his eyes down, and swept over the graceful curves outlined by the lilac dress.

The dress was soaked with the fragrant sweat caused by the fight, but it looked even more slim. He swallowed hard, his eyes filled with rich covet. He turned around and looked at the rosy and small cherry lips reluctantly. He couldn't help but feel happy under him. When he was at mercy, his lower abdomen became hot, and he couldn't help but build a small tent on his lower body.

After the fierce struggle, Liu Yurou was sweating profusely and panting, and her neatly combed bangs were tightly pressed against her smooth forehead. She was shot down by her sword. A hint of panic flashed through her eyes. She looked towards Liu Xuan in a blink of an eye. It would be fine if she didn't look at it. When she saw her pretty face, she looked even more panicked, and there was also concern about her brother's situation.

"That guy Liu Xuan is very strong. Because of this, our boss Zhao personally took action to fight him one-on-one to ensure that everything is foolproof." As if seeing her thoughts, Zhang Qiang couldn't help laughing: "So, I advise you to take this thought away."

"It's shameless to fight with more and beat less." Liu Yurou bit her red lips and said angrily when she saw her brother being besieged by three people.

"The so-called single-handed fight is that we are a group of people, you one by one, do you understand?" Zhang Qiang didn't think it was offensive and laughed. Obviously, in his eyes, dealing with beautiful women is worthy of excitement. Whether it is kissed with fragrance or scolded with angrily on the face, it is the same.

Liu Yurou spat when she heard this, obviously realizing that this person was shameless and had no cure for help. The sword fell far away dozens of meters away, and she had no chance to pick it up. Then she raised her jade palm and turbulently surged out of her delicate body, and it was constantly injected into her slender hands, making it look more crystal clear and as good as jade, and it was playful. The lustful Zhang Qiang looked straight.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiang did not dare to be too contemptuous. Yuanli rushed out at the same time. He was about to inject his own weapons. He looked at the clumsy and huge iron hammer, weighing hundreds of pounds. If he had not been born with huge strength and big waist, he would not have been able to become skilled even if his cultivation was not weak.

He glanced at Liu Yurou, who was tall and beautiful, and thought to himself that such a beautiful beauty, if she broke her hands and broke her bones, and even worse, she would hit her face and turn Xi Shi into salt. Wouldn't it be like burning the piano and boiling the crane, which would be a big desolation?

After hesitating for a moment, he threw the hammer on the ground. Under the heavy force, the ground immediately cracked, and wrinkles were densely covered with spider webs.

Seeing Liu Yurou's pretty face turned pale, but suddenly realized that this person had such magical power. No wonder he had intercourse with his weapons. Every time he seemed to hit a stubborn stone, his fingers were so irritated that he could not hold on to the sword and flew out of his hand.

After throwing away the hammer that was in the way, Zhang Qiang thought of fighting with this delicate beauty, intersecting her body, and competing with each other at zero distance. His heart felt hot, his eyes were full of excitement, he was ready to rub his hands, his body swayed left and right, jumping up and down, and his face turned red like a fat version of a big horse monkey.

"Great beauty, I'm here." Zhang Qiang cried in his heart, stomped his feet on the ground, swept over with a whoosh, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the peaks of Liu Yurou's chest.

Liu Yurou changed her color. She was best at sword skills. She couldn't use it because she was wearing a sword without her hands. Seeing the opponent's attack, her eyebrows were raised, her eyebrows were furrowed, and anger appeared in her bright eyes. This man was so rogue that even if she was going to die today, she would have to make the gangster pay the price.

Seeing this woman reaching out to stop her, she smiled when she opened her mouth. No matter where she touched her, she would take advantage of her. It would be better to be able to touch her breasts, but it would be good if she touched her jade hand. One step was too direct, and it would be particularly romantic in steps. I am lucky to get it, but I am lucky to lose it. I should not be too greedy in life, but you must learn to stop at the right time.

Zhang Qiang's smile gradually became stronger, and his figure suddenly flashed in front of him. He showed up and kicked his face with his flying legs. His attention was all on the beauty at this moment, so he didn't notice it at all and was kicked straight. His whole face was kicked and deformed, flying backwards at an astonishing degree, and stopped above a thick tree.

The tree shaking repeatedly, the branches trembled violently, and the leaves rustled down, but the main trunk that was thick with several people was not broken. Zhang Qiang's mouth was bleeding, and he spitted out a lot of broken teeth with his mouth. The delayed pain came over, and he rolled all over the ground with his clothes stained with dust from the land.

"Brother Tian." Liu Yurou was alive in a desperate situation, staring at the silver-haired boy who appeared to save the scene at the critical moment, and a sincere gratitude appeared on her pretty face.

"Sister Liu, I'll talk about it later, I need help there."

Chu Tian pointed to Liu Xuan and saw that he was struggling to support him under the siege of three people, especially a tiger-shaped man in the middle. He had sharp tiger claws growing on his ten fingers. Each claw fell, which would bring about a piece of Liu Xuan's flesh and blood, as if he was deliberately tortured. However, Liu Xuan was resolute by nature. Although he suffered severe pain, he gritted his teeth and endured it, so that the members would not be distracted.

Hearing this, Liu Yu gently tapped his head. Although she had a lot of gratitude to say, she also knew that this was not the time to talk freely. Chu Tian turned around slightly, stepped on the ground, and moved his body, and rushed towards the other place. His legs seemed to have a sheet of silver light flashed. Between the several rises and falls, it was less than ten meters away from his destination.

Liu Yurou's pupils shrank and she thought to herself that it was so fast. It seems that little brother Tian has not been idle for this period of time, and it seems that he has become stronger.

The black tiger leader Zhao Hong transformed into a tiger man state, and tiger black patterns appeared on his bare shirt. His fingernails turned into sharp tiger claws. Under his pants, tiger patterns also appeared on his invisible thighs. His breath was extremely violent, and his eyes seemed to turn into beast eyes, becoming cold and ruthless.

This is his best-known unique skill "Black Tiger Transformation", a fourth-grade martial art, and has a rare transformation effect. Even if Liu Xuan used a sword technique he obtained here, he was blessed with clouds and mist when he was activated, and he retreated step by step under his violent attack, not to mention that there were two others who were assisting the attack.

Zhao Hong danced wildly with his arms, and tiger teeth attacked Liu Xuan's sword in a combo. The brute force exploded. Liu Xuan retreated repeatedly, his body shaking, blood overflowed from his mouth, and the wound that was cut by the enemy cracked.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Zhao Hong was about to end the other party's life. Suddenly, he felt the wind blew behind him. Without thinking too much, he suddenly turned his body. Yuanli condensed the tiger's claws and raised his hand to collided with the white ball that was rushing towards him.

The light in the field was shining brightly, and as the shock wave spread, the strong wind rolled up smoke and dust and filled the air. Both of them took more than ten steps in a row. Each step fell, and the ground under their feet couldn't stand the force and cracked.

"Who?" Zhao Hong stabilized his body, and his face showed a furious expression. The tiger's claws could not bend and stretched, as if he was trying his best to eliminate his irritability. His eyes were like beast eyes, which were cold and shocking, as if he wanted to see the true face of the sneak attacker's mountain through the dust raised.
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