Swords into the soul!

    Hundreds of thousands of lizards, white armor with black light, standing or rushing, or crawling, practicing Qi, foundation, Jie Dan, Prior Yuan Ying ... all levels of strength.

    This group of lizards rushed up toward Han Xiu in the middle of the Tianqiong Peak.

    'The king has a command, even if one gets a hair from Han Xiu, he can also receive a reward. '

    Even if the hair is like this, the more you grab, the more money you will make. If you can grab Han Xiu's arm, it is estimated that you will earn hell a lot.

    In order to get the reward, these lizards can be regarded as fighting for their lives, and all of them want to tear Han Xiu to pieces.

    In front of the Xia Zhirou's tomb.

    The loose long hair was draped behind him, and Han Xiu's robes were already dyed by blood.

    'Rou, sorry, maybe... I can't come to you. '

    'Linger can't be taken care of by no one, that person... can't die. '