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Chapter 1879 tear the face

Lin Hao looked at the elder Tengzhong coldly and snorted coldly: "Elder Tengzhong, have you heard your ears deaf? You haven't heard me say that now, I want to settle the accounts of Zhu Ling'er and Jinlong with your Teng clan!"

"Hehe, what a saint, what a holy beast, what an ancient legend. Your Tengling tribe is really a good story. Even I was almost deceived by you!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't take action, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the high priest. With his hands raised, he had the sky in the sea and the divine technique of swallowing mountains with his right hand. The power of mountains and seas merged into one place. When the sea surging and collapsed, the world seemed to be shaken by Lin Hao's two magical techniques! "Brother Lin Hao..." Elder Teng Zhong seemed to want to make his last effort.

However, this time the high priest interrupted him directly and looked at Lin Hao coldly: "Enough! It seems that the legend prophet of the great prophet of the Spirit clan was correct. This man named Lin Hao and the woman named the immortal in the painting were destined to come to our Tengling tribe and destroy our resurrection of the Tengling Holy Lady!"

"Since that's the case, what else can I say?"

"If you want to stop the resurrection of the Saint of Tengling tribe from my Tengling tribe, you will have to pay a certain price!"

"As the high priest of the Tengling tribe, I will kill you people here today, and then resurrect the Tengling Saint of our tribe!"

"No one can stop our tribe from resurrecting the Saint!!"

"The people of the Teng clan obeyed the order and followed me to attack Lin Hao, and strangle the immortals in the painting. Today, I will let them all die here!!!"

"kill!!"

At the command of the high priest, Teng Zhong's face changed not far away, who had originally wanted to seek other solutions, and he looked at Lin Hao with great resentment and sinisterness. The other four or five elders of the Teng clan who followed him also looked at Lin Hao with a sharp look, as if they were about to penetrate Lin Hao's soul and body! Even the twenty or so on the ground below were still kneeling towards the high priest, muttering lying lyrics and singing lyrics, it seemed that the blood and energy of the Teng clan was stimulated by the words of the high priest.

All of them took out their weapons and stared at Lin Hao in the sky. Several of them had good cultivation. They directly shook the void and flew into the sky, as if they were with Teng Zhong and other elders. They surrounded Lin Hao in it! The war was about to break out! Below, under an ancient tree on the edge of the battlefield, the two fairies in the painting, who were originally playing and playing, were already sitting on the roots of the big tree. The fairies in the painting were still holding her large bag of spiritual food, watching the battle that was about to break out in the sky with relish.

However, Ling Ling'er, the little weapon next to her, looked at the three spirit children sitting on the root of another tree. At this moment, she looked at the three spirit children who were eating spiritual food in the painting. She couldn't help looking at the immortal in the painting: "Sister Xian'er, don't you really need to help the guy named Lin? I want me to say that although that guy is not good-looking, I mean that he is not as good-looking as a man when he was young, but... Didn't he just say that you are his woman?"

"Is it really good if you don't go and help him?"
Chapter completed!
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