"What a beautiful independent space!"

"If I could have such a space and have a mansion inside, that would be the life of a real god." A young man from the Purple Cloud Python clan said, Subconsciously, I began to sigh.

"This is not a good place. If I were you, I would rather set up my mansion in a deserted mountain wilderness than live in such a barren place." Long Yang smiled and passed by. , everyone wants to smoke that bitch.

"Poor mountains and harsh waters?" At this time, even Mo Wen became curious.

"Look at this green grass now. There may be many deceased souls of our predecessors buried underneath. These are not hallucinations, but what is hidden underneath must be terrifying." He finished.

Long Yang soared down, holding his hands behind his back, and landed on the green grass like an expert.

"Feel carefully, is this really what it is, tearing apart the souls of the dead? Why do I always feel that apart from these, there is still a trace of murderous intention." Mo Wen, who also came down, frowned.

I can’t believe the beautiful scenery I saw before me.

Just kidding, you have to live to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Looking at it now, I am afraid that the horror contained in it is something he has never been exposed to before.

　"There are tearing souls, but this murderous intention is not from them."

　"Get out, with my powerful perception , the slightest sound can't escape, you are really an amateur in assassination." With a fierce wave of his hand, Long Yang's hand emits fairy spirit.

　"Boom!"

　The fairy energy exploded on the grass.

Uh-huh!

There was no sign of life.

But a figure appeared dozens of feet away.

This man was wearing a black robe, even his face was covered.

However, the darkness contained in those forbidden pairs gave most of the people present a sense of danger.

Long Yang raised his hand but did not put it down. A drop of cold sweat fell from his temple.

“Uh!”

The fork installation failed again.

Which direction should it be, and why is there such a big deviation?

Mo Qingqing and others were immediately nervous and immediately prepared for battle.

But seeing that scene, I was stunned again subconsciously, and the three black lines above my head fell again.

How could this thing be changed?Don't you want to get rid of the habit of always pretending to be wrong and getting slapped in the face most of the time?

You obviously don’t have that ability, but you always act like I am the best in the world. There are really no experts in this world who can pretend to be like you. This is not a team that is given to them invisibly. A lower grade?

　“Mistake, mistake, this time is definitely a mistake.”

“Hey, hey, hey!”

“Who is that! Can you be there? Hide it once, and I promise you'll find it right this time." Long Yang scratched his head with a smile on his face, subconsciously wanting to prove himself.

Mo Wen turned his head away immediately, wondering how he could kill this retarded man without being noticed. It was so embarrassing.

If you are in a tense situation, your kid will immediately destroy the tension. I have to say that a mentally retarded person who can do this is really a talent.

The man in black began to doubt life at this moment.

This is my goal? Are you sure that such a retard really did what the intelligence said and killed that idiot?

Do you feel like this guy is more mentally retarded than him?

"It doesn't matter, it's all killing anyway, no matter whether you are really mentally retarded or fake." He subconsciously slashed his sword.

The man in black burst out with extremely strong speed.

Killer killers are often unexpected.

Even if one is exposed, using one's strongest speed during the assassination and resolving the battle in an instant are the most basic qualities of a killer.

"The killer who has appeared is no longer a threat to me now." As soon as he changed his hands, Long Yang had a smile on his lips.

To be honest, before that, he just had the attitude of playing three sticks if there were dates but no dates.

The devil knows where the owner of this murderous intention is hiding.

If a killer’s perfect disguise could be discovered so easily by an immortal like himself, who is not yet an earthly immortal, then it would be truly ridiculous.

Take action directly, suppress it with courage, and then blow it up.

If the killer has a short-circuit in his brain, it is very likely that he will reveal himself subconsciously.

Even Long Yang himself didn’t expect that things would go so smoothly. To say that he was mentally retarded, this killer was completely mentally retarded.

"Fight!"

The lightning-speed killer was clearly approaching, but all he could see was the light shining on Long Yang's body.

The next moment, the nextThe appearance of a yellow dog, coupled with its sharp teeth, reached behind it.

This mouthful is heartbreaking.

Reveal your true self without hesitation, and open your mouth without hesitation.

In addition, the original body is faster than the transformed body. In the unexpected situation, Long Yang's entire movement did not even stagnate.

The blood began to flow from his waist under the teeth that were accompanied by the power of the fairy spirit.

Long Yang did not relent, but began to inject more fairy energy.

In the blink of an eye, the killer's waist began to swell a little, and there were signs that it might burst at any time.

“Swish, swish, swish!” Turning around.

The killer began to swing his knife.

bursts of sword light intertwined in every corner of the surrounding area like energy.

Form a huge grid and go straight to remind the weak yellow dog.

“Tietou Kung.”

“Boom!”

The sound of explosions began to come.

Long Yang’s ears were already dripping with blood.

But looking at the black-clothed killer, he was looking at him in disbelief.

There is already a huge pit in the chest, so sunken, the ribs are broken, and even penetrated into the internal organs.

The wounds on the lower back exploded at the same time.

Subconsciously, he sat down. His whole body could no longer support his own weight.

And in this series of actions, Long Yang only suffered some minor injuries after transforming into his own body.

Under such dense sword light, he did not even hesitate and chose the way to do the least damage to rush through.

A single display of the Iron Head Kung Fu caused the man in black to lose most of his combat power.

It would be difficult for even a battle-hardened immortal soldier to make such a method and make such a decision at the moment of battle, right?

　“You!”

At this time, the man in black reacted.

Whether it was the latent exposure or the subsequent battle, it seemed that all this was under the control of the yellow dog, and all his actions were seen through by him?

How is that possible?

What kind of immortal can have such insight and judgment?

With proximityThe state of being as if he was playing tricks has severely deceived himself, and he has exchanged the maximum loss of combat power with the minimum damage.

The more I think about this, the more I sweat.

The world between heaven and earth once again fell into silence.

After transforming, Long Yang covered his forehead, pulled off one of his sleeves, and wrapped it around his forehead.

He looked like an old farmer who had just returned from the fields.

"How's it going? You're awesome, aren't you?" He licked his big face and approached the other person to see how coquettish he was.