It doesn't matter if it killed the monster Big Bear itself. In short, the other party is so bad, it's good if it dies.

So with the staggering force, Maomao began to dance the bear dance in a mess.

"Maomao, stingy! Bald head is strong, stingy! Maomao, Diyi, bald head is strong, stingy."

"Maomao, strong! Bald head, strong! Jijiujiu, Maomao, Jijiujiu, Jijiujiu, Bald head, hehehe, strong!"

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The bald head strong attacking, oh...

The old monk looked at it with a strange expression. After the battle was over, he immediately danced a small tits bear with strange dance steps and gently exhaled the turbid air.

The force that forced the lifting was beyond the body's load, but he knew that the old Taoist brother had used such moves in the early days.

"Female donor, the old Taoist is here to help you, please let me go."

After the old monk took the power, he used his iron stick and threw it out with one stick, just like he jumped over a dozen meters away, hitting the red-eyed man who was fighting against Jia Long.

when!

Although the red-eyed man blocked with a sword with his back hand, the force of this stick was heavy, and the huge force caused the sword to ripple, causing the red-eyed man to shake.

"Good opportunity!"

Jia Long has a high-level Dugu Nine Swords, how could he miss such a great opportunity?

pyr.

The sword pin successfully found the flaw point of the red-eyed man's defense, stabbed in with a sword, and then stabbed him in the chest, causing a fatal injury.

Originally, Jia Long was more than enough to deal with a super red-eyed man present, with her wilderness style combat power. With all the advantages, it was a matter of time to kill this red-eyed man. With the help of the old monk, it would be faster.

So the sword stabbed out, stabbing the red-eyed man in the vital points, causing the red-eyed man holding the Tang sword-style black knife to take two steps back, and slowly sat down to the ground with an ugly expression.

"You...it's too late..."

The red eyes bleeded at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something before he died.

"You can actually talk? Give me some information."

Jia Long's beautiful eyes lit up, as if he was a bad aunt who cheated on the child.

“…”

Originally, the red-eyed man had a little idea of ​​talking before his death, but when Jia Long said this, he glared at Jia Long and stopped talking.

"Amitabha, this donor, although we are enemies, but because the camps of both sides are different, I am a person who serves the Buddha and only knows the equal views of sentient beings. Therefore, there is no discrimination or hostility towards you. This battle is not your and I, so I will forgive you."

Unexpectedly, the old monk talked in E language and was so full of Buddhist sense.

"..." The red-eyed man looked at the old monk and then looked at Jia Long, who seemed to be extremely LOW in comparison, seemed to be sarcastic: Xiao Yang, learn to learn, you still want to learn from others' inquiries about information?

Even if I tell the old monk, I won’t tell you.

"Master, I am so polite. I, in fact, have retained the memories of transforming into the new human beings. I have always had a good impression of Buddha. Today's battle is not yours or me."

The red-eyed man spoke, bleeding spread from the corners of his mouth.

Jia Long was a little anxious when he saw it.

Let me tell you about the information quickly. If you don’t say it, you will die. You can’t say anything you want.

The old monk glanced at Jia Long, and forced Jia Long back to the impulse of trying to say something.

"Maomao, let's go and help the old Taoist priest."

When Jia Long saw it, he was afraid that he would not be welcomed, so he called Maomao and inserted into the battle circle of the old Taoist priests that was also in danger.

"I don't know if this donor has a last word? Don't listen to the words of the female donor just now. I can listen to the donor's repentance for the rest of my life. The past and regrets are not something I want."

The old monk is really like an old Taoist, ready to pass away the dying person.

"Ha... monk, I'll tell you. You... are too late, know, why, in the lower class, most of them have only one new human compatriot or new animal compatriots to stop me?"

"..." The old monk pondered for a while, then shook his head: "The monk is stupid, don't know."

"Because, because we need to improve our combat effectiveness, the New Century Tower needs to pay energy. If each layer puts too much effort and strength, it will affect the New Century Tower's disease and viruses. Therefore, the previous level did not stop you from the number of experts. Of course, there are reasons why we despise your combat effectiveness too much."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, as if he wanted the old monk to figure out the key points by himself.

It can be seen that the old monk's school still had a expressionless expression, and the red-eyed man gave up.

"Then, then, we can use seven combat powers on this level. You, think about it, why?"

Having said that to this point, if the old monk can't react, it will be really bad.

His eyes, which were too old and had a cowardly eyelid, burst out with a sharp light.

"Amitabha, is it what the donor said? It means that your new age pagoda has... no energy required, and it has caused viruses?"

"Hahaha, I finally realized it. That's right, no energy, because the energy is full, at most two hours, it will emit viruses to the outside. Once it is turned on, the process is irreversible, and you old humans are dead!"

boom--

Under a stick, the red-eyed man with a shrill laughter broke his chest with an iron rod.

He swallowed it straight in his last breath.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name, and then he turned around.
Chapter completed!