„Is this monster blood fruit?”
The Saint Clan youth is startled suddenly, in fable had the monster beast death of royal family bloodline, by fruit that their corpse manures bred!
Not is only the Saint Clan youth, but also some people also saw this monster blood fruit, but speed of Saint Clan youth is quickest, he plunders directly to the monster blood fruit, dozens zhang (3.33 m) distance, is written in water!
„Slow!” The Fatty Zhou complexion big change, „do not move that fruit!”
Fatty Zhou stern voice and appearance, however that Saint Clan youth despises looked at Fatty Zhou one, „were you silly or have not awaked? When I am a three -year-old child? You nothing but want this monster blood fruit, I believe you again, I am a fool!”
The Saint Clan youth was saying, has picked this monster blood fruit.
This, making the Lin Ming pupil shrink, his whole body muscle tightens instantaneously, actually discovered first that monster blood fruit the person is Lin Ming, he sensation in the people are most formidable, however came him not to be worthwhile a monster blood fruit harebrainedly reckless to clash, two came him also truly in that moment of discovery monster blood fruit, in the heart passed over gently and swiftly an unlucky premonition.
Now hears Fatty Zhou to call to stop, Lin Ming then high 12 is immediately vigilant.
But side Lin Ming, Xiao Moxian and Dragon Clan brother and sister, including that uncommunicative, the stature likely 14 or 15-year-old child's black clothed youth is also being quietly has drawn out weapon, his weapon sword resembles the blade, is all over the body jet black, the cold brightness is dense.
Because of the Fatty Zhou words, they are the whole body alerts, rather believes the protection possible danger that its has not credibly its does not have.
However looks like, the Saint Clan youth has not encountered the what danger, he grabs the spirit grass, laughs saying: „Ha Ha, this fruit value over a billion, moreover often valuable not to have market, I happen to must break through Divine Lord Middle Stage, has this fruit to me Alchemy, can greatly strengthen the strength of my vitality!”
„Crisp! The tour of this Bury God Mountain Range, even if has not attained to bury Divine Stone I not to owe! My his mother was sufficed, with had been played by this swindler, received a lot of bird air/Qi!”
The Saint Clan youth was saying, at this time, under the Lin Ming actually suddenly feeling foot suddenly emitted cold air, crawled along the back, he saw very strange and terrifying one, in the Saint Clan youth hand was taking that „monster blood fruit” stretched out root, gripped in the arm of Saint Clan youth, started to absorb to swallow the Blood Essence muscle of Saint Clan youth wantonly!
The arm of Saint Clan youth, by the naked eye obvious speed rotten atrophy, but the Saint Clan youth actually quite the same as does not know that he as before is one self-satisfied from the happy expression, meanwhile has to disdaining of Fatty Zhou.
„Words said that I come me also to thank you this bird man, guides without you, I cannot pick this monster blood fruit, ha!”
At this moment, the Saint Clan youth pleased laughter, near the completely rotten left half the body has formed the sharp contrast with him, this strange, is hard to forget life-long.
„Did not need to look, he died” Fatty Zhou complexion to be pale, the bitter experience of Saint Clan youth, has not made him have any mood of taking pleasure in others'misfortunes, instead made him even more feel this line of dangers, according to the past year, this distance, but also was insufficient to meet this and other strange evil thing.
„what died, your what that expression?”
The Saint Clan youth noticed that the people panic-stricken, pity, the expression that as well as the entire gods alert, in the heart surged an intense restlessness, „what's the matter you are looking at what”
His suddenly has an unlucky premonition, turned the head to look at left half body, at that moment, he saw in his life the most terrifying scene, was the last scene his left half body already completely rotten, the thing of scarlet similar hypha emitted from the rotten flesh and blood, wriggled like the wireworm, the incomparably disgusting and terrifying scene, making him send out the rending pitiful yell.
However his cry just resounded, a handle cold brightness dense throwing knife actually pricked his throat!
„!”
A light sound, the blood light splash, the throat of Saint Clan youth was punctured an insight, his sound also instantaneous hoarse!
The Lin Ming vision concentrate, the person of getting rid, impressively is Fatty Zhou!
„Cannot make him send out pitiful yell, will bring in other things, we hurry to leave here, otherwise this thing will also attack us!”
Fatty Zhou was saying, launches the movement fast to plunder to the Bury God Mountain Range deep place, Lin Ming follows, alarmed, this Bury God Mountain Range, everywhere was disclosing strangely.
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