Ling Luo helped Jianlong smooth his hair as if to please, his eyes curled into crescent moons, and said: "When you come back, I'll treat you to a big dinner."
Xuanyuan Yu raised his sword eyebrows, and a very cunning color flashed across his black hole-like eyes, and said: "If you win, I will take you to places where there are many beautiful sisters, how about that?"
The mean dragon's meow ears perked up, and a pair of red-black eyes immediately became evil. The corner of his lips curled up into an extremely greedy, mean smile, and his laughter was about to leak out at the sight.
"A place with many beautiful sisters?" Ling Luo's eyes twitched sharply, and a row of black lines crossed her head, "Hey, hey, hey, it can't be that place..."
Xuanyuan Yu nodded, winked at Ling Luo, raised an evil arc at the corner of his lips, and said, "That's it, Luo'er is so smart."
"Don't go!"
Ling Luo immediately became furious, stretched out his hand, and gave each of Jian Long and Xuanyuan Yu a piece of cake: "You shameless stinky men!"
Two huge bags immediately appeared on the heads of Jianlong and Xuanyuan Yu, and smoke was rising.
"Zhizhizhi——"
At this moment, a sharp scream of poisonous insects suddenly came from mid-air.
The adult Poison King had discovered the group of Ling Luo who had just attacked his juvenile body, and roared to the sky, letting out an angry roar.
The sharp sound waves came, piercing people's eardrums, shaking people's skulls, and countless palace buildings were damaged and shattered.
At the same time, the adult Poison King's body gradually grew larger, and terrifying and tangled muscles continued to bulge out from his arms, chest, thick legs, and back, one after another, all auburn.
The five-meter-tall body suddenly became about twenty meters tall, as if it had hit a high-rise building. It was extremely strong and ferocious, and it was waving anger.
The adult Poison King's feet landed on the ground, facing the direction of Ling Luo and his group. Every time he took a step, the ground shook like an earthquake.
The Poison King was furious.
The demonic power is shocking!
He stretched out eight giant arthropod-like worm-like wings, dancing wildly and smashing the palace buildings crazily.
The solid imperial city of Xijiu Kingdom was as fragile as tofu dregs under the hands of King Poison.
The nobles who took refuge in the imperial city screamed and fled in all directions, but nine out of ten of them died at the hands of the Poison King. There was no way to escape, and the sky was stained with blood!
"Zhizhizhi! Roar——"
So painful, so uncomfortable.
He had never been so hungry before, his chest was pressed against his back, and the hunger and thirst in his belly was like a dark, bottomless pit, torturing him almost to the point of madness.
He needs nutrition, needs to eat, and needs to devour the spiritual domain of the warrior cultivator!
The Poison King's eyes were blood red, everything he trampled was ruins, and everything he slaughtered was covered in blood.
Kill!
So excited!
He enjoys the fear of human beings very much, and the beautiful feeling of human fear flowing away in his hands!
The Poison King's eight insect limbs captured eight fleeing cultivators. The sharp poisonous stings were all inserted into the pineal glands between their eyebrows, and eight sparkling spiritual realms were taken out and stuffed into their mouths.
inside.
"Spit--" The adult Poison King spat out the eight bits of spirit realm with a look of disgust on his face, "It's too weak, it's so unpalatable."