It is the proud son of the dragon in its bones. It will never be in a panic because of a human being. Naturally, it will take the initiative to cut off the head of the other person and drink the spilled blood!

But the other side finally no longer looked at the front in a trance, but raised his head - there was a burning light in his eyes, just like the eye catching wolf eyes lit up at night, just like the day and night after the day went out, people couldn't move their eyes, they could only be forced to look at him!

Then the same golden light in his eyes suddenly rose from Lin Hao's black eyes!

The golden awn, like the rising sun, bit by bit impregnated every inch of black, until the pupil turned into pure gold, and the background color silently showed a bit of red.

The severe pressure diffused from him, so that dozens of black swords were fixed in the air. Even one finger and one inch could not go deep, but could only tremble with the black blade.

If someone looked at the back of Lin Hao's hand at the moment, they would find that there were some cyan scales growing there, like drops of water on the snow. They covered his palm and part of the back of his hand, and spread along the prominent green tendons, as if from his body.

The green Lin is closely connected with each other. It can not only open and close flexibly with his movements, but also hard to a terrible degree. Even the sharp and uneven dragon horn has not been able to scratch even a tiny scratch on it.

This green Lin also along Lin Hao's heart began to diffuse, so for a while, already ran up his neck, covered the white neck, the wound also covered, let the blood to live in the blood vessels.

With the speed of the hot and dry meridian, Lin Hao's skin was healed.

It's too much. The meridians can't hold it any more. We have to turn these auras into spiritual power and transmit them to all parts of the body according to the master's will.

Under such operation, Lin Hao can barely be called the tough meridians, which are cracked again and again, and repaired madly by the burning warmth, making the pain run rampant in the body again.

But this time, the pain is no longer a drag on the existence of the body, but to promote Lin Hao's action step by step.

With one hand, he grasped the dragon's horn, while with the other hand, he leaned toward his black sword and grasped the black hilt.

It should have been a mist that could not be grasped. It was made up of pure heaven and earth aura, which carried the killing intention of Jai canthus as the son of the dragon. Let alone Lin Hao, even emperor canglan came here today to try to hold the nihilistic black thin sword.

when Lin Hao touched the blade, he felt that his strength could not be resisted at the moment when he touched the blade Come - then the blade of the black thin sword vibrated and broke into pieces in the blink of an eye.

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