Lin Hao really wanted to bite off his hand, which was blocked in his mouth. However, Lin Hao could not move because of the terrible pressure of drought. Moreover, Lin Hao could not bite off the hand of the ancestors of the four ancient zombies.

He slowly stretched out his other hand and waved it to Yu Wenhu, who was limping, stumbling and dragging blood.

Just now also ferocious crazy Yu Wen Hu suddenly eyes lose expression, soft to the ground, no more movement.

Lin Hao's eyes are wide open, and his eyes are full of fear. He looks at his brother falling in front of him. Lin Hao wants to shout, but he can't make a sound.

At this moment, Lin Hao realized his real despair. Under the pressure of the drought, Lin Hao was like fish on the chopping board. He was slaughtered, even at the peak.

Lin Haoru got stuck in his throat and wanted to roar and burst out, but he was completely restrained by the pressure of drought, as if he had been frozen in the ice for a thousand years.

This kind of terror is something that Lin Hao has never met before. Even when Lin Hao was still a warrior, he did not have such pressure when he met the throne.

He who once was a strong man in Taoism is the supreme being between heaven and earth. Now Lin Hao is like a mole ant in his hands. This sense of powerlessness makes him feel desperate for a moment.

He also felt Lin Hao's excitement, but looked at Lin Hao with a smile, "don't be afraid, I just let him sleep, he will be OK."

As if in order to verify their own words, drought makes Lin Hao feel the faint breath of Yuwen tiger one after another, which is the confirmation of his words.

"The most powerful in ancient times, let go of my master and fight with me for life and death!"

After all, the skeleton king used to be the overlord of hell. Even under the pressure, he could struggle for a while. However, he was still too pressed to lift his head.

"Tut tut Skeleton king, how can we say that we used to live together in Yuejian mountain? Why do you want to fight with me? Ah, no, you and I are not living beings. How can we talk about life and death? "

It's a bit naughty between the words. It sounds like a joke.

However, under this kind of fierce tension, who will be in charge of his lightness.

The king remains silent, and the fire of the soul has begun to stir, and he is about to open a big move.

With a bitter smile, he shook his head and sighed, "forget it, I won't play with you."

With a slight wave of his hand, he was like a strange scene just now. The king and BEI'ER were both so soft that they didn't see anything unusual. It was like falling into a deep sleep.

Lin Hao swallowed his saliva. What's the mean of this? Even the king of skeleton was stunned?

He lowered his head, looked at Lin Hao and raised his eyebrows. "It's not a means. It's just the use of the power of the soul. Now, the people who are in the way are gone. Lin Hao, we can get down to business."

From the beginning to the end, he didn't show any fluctuation of his spiritual power. He looked like a farmer returning to his original nature, but he lightly solved a hell overlord between waving his hand. Such means are no longer the scope that Lin Hao can guess. His real strength must be strong!

Even Lin Hao guessed that he might not have been hit at all in the battle of ancient times. It is very likely that the uprooting of the dead together with the Heavenly Master will have an impact on him

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