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Chapter 1272 Princess Tiya, the Blood Demon Locust Tree

Chapter 1272 Princess Tiya, the Blood Demon Locust Tree

"Ding, you shattered Tiya's desire to kill Gao Shaohao immediately, attribute point +1."

Yang Ling looked at her indifferently and said, "Half an alien? If you guessed correctly, you should be a barbarian, right?"

Tiya giggled and said, "Guess right!"

"Are you curious, why can't you detect the savage aura on me?"

Seeing that Yang Ling was just looking at her indifferently, Tiya smiled and said, "Actually, I am a human race in essence."

"It's just that my mother was temporarily transformed into a human race by a stinky Taoist priest of your human race a long, long time ago, and then raped/violent."

"That's why I hate you human race the most!"

"Speaking of which, my bastard father is still a congenital peak master, so I can also teach the law!"

Yang Ling frowned when he heard that. The previous experiments proved that the barbarian women could completely transform into humans with cell technology, but it was unexpected that the sages of the human race had already mastered the secret method of transformation.

Tiya giggled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that, don't you believe it?"

After saying that, he even pinched the Dao Jue with his hand, and a burst of true energy came out of his body, turning into a concise green palm and blasting towards Gao Shaohao!

"The Taoists are really angry!"

Yang Ling snorted when he saw this, and with a fingertip, a bolt of thunder shot out, directly smashing the green palm into pieces.

"Lightning control technique?!"

Tiya's face changed, and she looked at Yang Ling with a look of fear, but the expression only disappeared for a moment, and then she giggled and said, "Who am I supposed to have such great ability, it turns out to be Yang Ling, Fellow Daoist Yang. "

As she spoke, she saluted gracefully and said, "Let me introduce myself again, a subordinate of the eleventh prince of the barbarian clan, Huang Ya, and Princess Tiya has met Yang Daoyou."

"Ding, you smashed Tiya's wish not to meet you here, attribute point +1."

"The eleventh prince?"

Yang Ling sneered and said, "So it's the princess, I'm disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Your Majesty, with such a delicate body, actually came out to seduce/seduce the rich second generation of my human race. It really opened my eyes."

"Could it be that the princes of your Barbarians have some strange hobbies?"

These words were quite harsh. I didn't expect that instead of being angry, Tiya said with a charming smile: "The winner is the king and the loser is a thief. My prince doesn't even care about his own life for the great cause of the wild people, let alone me, the princess."

"Yang Daoyou, if you are willing to take refuge, I think the prince will let me serve you well!"

Yang Ling pointed to the man lying in a pool of blood, and said with a sneer, "Madam, the lesson from the past is right in front of you, you won't take me for a fool, will you?"

Tiya couldn't stop giggling coquettishly when she heard the words, she said with a charming smile: "You are joking, fellow daoist, how can these mere mortals be compared to you."

"Okay, since Fellow Daoist Yang doesn't want me to serve you, let me ask you one last question, do you want to take this little sister out of here now?"

Yang Ling sneered and said, "What do you think?"

"Ding, you have crushed Tiya's desire not to conflict with you now, attribute point +1."

"is it?"

Tiya sneered and said, "Then you can stay here to be buried."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and eight men rushed out of the crowd, surrounding Yang Ling and Gao Shaohao.

Before Yang Ling could speak, the eight people shouted at the same time, their appearances changed rapidly, but in the blink of an eye they revealed their true faces.

These are the eight late-innate wild tribes. Their skin is blood red and they look extremely ferocious. There is a bloodthirsty light in their eyes. They look different from ordinary wild tribes.

Tiya giggled and said, "Friend Daoist Yang, these monsters are the blood demons that I have spent a long time cultivating using your Taoist blood sacrifice secret technique. Each of them has devoured countless lives. It's amazing!"

"I wonder if you can survive after today?"

There was a trace of solemnity in Yang Ling's eyes. The aura of these eight people was fierce, much stronger than ordinary innate late stage monks like Irnas.

Only Tiya yelled softly: "Give it to me!"

The eight people roared at the same time, opening their mouths to spurt out a stream of blood!

"court death."

Yang Ling snorted coldly, and under the electric arc flashing all over his body, a power grid wrapped himself and Gao Shaohao, and the blood light was annihilated the moment it touched the power grid, but the combined attack of these eight people was powerful, and the power grid was also fast downcast.

Whether it was the sudden appearance of the eight ferocious savages or this fierce fighting technique, everyone who saw this scene was scared out of their wits. Some people screamed loudly, and the crowd fled desperately.

Gao Shaohao beside Yang Ling collapsed on the ground, his lower body was wet, he was so frightened that he peed his pants.

"Yang, Young Master Yang, you must protect me!"

"I have money, I will give you all the money, I don't want to die...ah..."

Halfway through Gao Shaohao's words, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Yang Ling was taken aback, but saw a bloody tree root piercing Gao Shaohao, and then more roots sprang out from the ground. into the body of this person.

Gao Shaohao glanced at Yang Ling in despair, opened his mouth and "bang!" It exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which was absorbed by the roots!

"Ding, you shattered Gao Shaohao's wish for you to protect him from death, attribute point +1."

The rich second generation finally died in front of Yang Ling, which made him sigh in his heart.

This bloody scene made Xiao Guang in his arms scream again and again, and buried his head in Yang Ling's arms, not daring to look at it again, but Yang Ling frowned, and he found that the roots that had absorbed the blood mist turned blood red, Like a devil's tentacles, it came to Yang Ling with claws and claws!

"Go away!"

A ray of lightning strikes on the sweeping roots, directly smashing them to pieces, but within a short while, more roots emerge from the ground, and many of the fleeing crowd have already died tragically. Under the roots, it turned into a pile of blood mist fertilizer!

Yang Ling looked fiercely at the old pagoda tree not far away, and saw the branches of this demon tree flying around, baring its fangs and claws so ferociously, like a demon from hell!

This demon tree has completely recovered!

"evil creature!"

Yang Ling was furious, and the Longyuan sword was unsheathed in an instant, turning into a ray of cold light and slashing towards the demon tree!

Tiya opened the roots curling towards her, and shouted coquettishly, "Stop him!"

One of the wild gorefiends roared in front of the Longyuan Sword, and even wanted to hold the sharp blade of the Longyuan Sword tightly with both hands!

"Go to hell you!"

With Yang Ling's fingertips on his fingertips, there was a clanging sound on the Longyuan sword when the sword control technique was activated, and a single rotation smashed the blood demon's hands, and then the sword came out from the man's chest, and slashed at the demon tree again. go!

(End of this chapter)