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Chapter six hundred and twentieth six grumpy kitty

"thump!"

The ghost's corpse fell down and hit the devastated ground.

Although it was just a light sound, in this environment that was suppressed to the audible drop of the needle, it was like a muffled thunder, which reached the ears of others.

"how so!"

The lion saw the ghost who was still domineering just now, and actually died in Ji Haotian's hands so easily, with an incredible look in his eyes.

At the moment of the previous collision, the lion was still full of confidence in the ghost, and even thought that he would become the winner of this duel.

Even though he had thought that two people could even be evenly matched, Ji Haotian could even win by chance.

But he definitely thought that he could kill the ghost so easily, without any damage.

In the distance, Vakunev looked at Ji Haotian's figure, his eyes were fascinating, but he didn't say anything, let alone intervene.

"Can you still fight?"

After Ji Haotian solved the ghost, he looked at the two of the Lion and the Holy Bow. Originally, Ji Haotian felt that this endless battle was meaningless, so he wanted to give them a way out.

However, in the eyes of the Lion and the Holy Bow, Ji Haotian, who had killed four killers, said this at this moment, which was not a truce at all, but a naked provocation.

Even more contempt!

When the lion heard this, her gloomy face became even more ferocious, and the eyes that looked at Ji Haotian were already filled with anger.

"Click!"

Suddenly, two huge cracks appeared at the foot of the lion, instantly splitting the earth. Then the lion's body began to collide rapidly, and it also deformed irrelevantly. The cheeks were bulging and a circle of gray-black hair grew on its head, which looked like a mane.

"Tear!"

The rapid expansion of the body caused the lion's clothes torn and a layer of golden floating hair slowly emerged from the kneaded body.

It was like a mighty lion standing up.

"Orcs."

Ji Haotian looked at the crazy lion and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The orcs, also known as monsters in Chinese mythology.

Unlike monsters that are cultivated by animals, the orcs are a combination of half-human and half-beasts.

According to legend, the Orcs are the crystallization of some ancient gods who have special hobbies and are produced under the evil tastes.

This race has both the keenness of the ancient gods to elements, and can be faster than humans on the road of cultivation, and also has the strong body of wild beasts. It can be said that in the world of cultivators, orcs are simply the pride of heaven who are favored by God.

However, while orcs enjoy many advantages, they also have a fatal disadvantage. Although they practice very quickly, they cannot flexibly use energy because the animal nature in their bodies is too great. Instead, they need to use life essence to use magic.

However, the orcs do not agree with this statement. The reason they announced to the public is that the orcs are too powerful. In order to avoid them killing innocent people and dominating the world, the ancestors of the orcs set up seals to allow them to fight in a way that consumes their lives. However, for this statement, the outside world always regards it as an excuse for the orcs to beautify themselves.

The orcs use the way of burning their lives as the energy source for battle. Although it is cruel, it can also bring more violent power.

After the lion becomes crazy, the lion that can transform into is one of the most noble and top bloodlines of the orcs.

In a blink of an eye, the lion had already turned into a standing lion, and even his palms turned into a lion's claws. There was no way to see any human appearance.

"roar!!"

After the lion completed its transformation, the bloodthirsty light of a beast flashed in its eyes. It roared at Ji Haotian in the air, and then made a low voice: "Boy! Since you recognize me as an orc, you should know that our powerful orcs cannot defeat you! If you don't want to die too miserably, you will immediately surrender! Otherwise, when I really defeat you, you will definitely peel off your flesh from your bones inch by inch!"

"Haha, I confirmed that you are an orc, but I have never heard of it. Orcs are invincible!"

Ji Haotian smiled softly: "It's just a little cat who is a little more irritable, why are you afraid of it?"

"Boy! Don't be too proud! Don't think that if you kill a few people, you will be invincible! Faced with the violent attacks of my orcs and the harassment of the holy bow, how long do you think you can withstand it?"

The lion looked at Ji Haotian and roared angrily.

After transforming, the lion was full of confidence to subdue Ji Haotian, but he had just seen Ji Haotian's methods with his own eyes and knew how powerful and weird this Chinese young man was. If he fought hard, he still didn't know how much life he would have to consume.

When the lion was young, she liked to show off her courage and fight. She once relied on the advantages of the orcs to kill countless powerful people over the level. While gaining fame in the Western world of cultivators, she also made countless enemies. Even the people from the Holy See publicly ordered him to be wanted.

It is precisely because of this that the lion defected to the Black Flag Company and wanted to get shelter. The Black Flag Company also put aside the injustice. After storing the lion, he was asked to deal with some difficult bones, which consumed a lot of his life.

The 33-year-old and strong lion once calculated that his life would end at the age of fifty, and originally, their orcs could live to 300 years old.

The life span of more than 200 years that disappeared out of thin air was the price of the lion killing people over the years.

When the life spanned, the lion didn't care much, but now, his life is only ten years left, so he cherishes it even more.

Although he thought he had already gained an overwhelming advantage after his transformation, he still did not intend to fight hard with his own strength.

When Ji Haotian heard the threat of the lion, his wrist trembled, and the Chuanyun Han Sword made a stern sound, as if he was ready to face the challenge.

When the lion saw Ji Haotian's movements, the wildness in his blood was instantly aroused, and immediately roared: "Holy Bow! Take action!"

"Swoosh--"

"Swoosh--"

"Swoosh--"

The Holy Bow heard the roar of the lion and quickly plucked the bowstring with his fingers. In an instant, three energy-forming bows and arrows roared towards Ji Haotian.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Facing three whistling arrows, Ji Haotian waved the long sword in his hand and instantly shattered it. The purpose of the Holy Bow at this moment was to help the lion attract Ji Haotian's attention, so he did not use any powerful magic, but constantly released the arrows to harass him.

"Ao!"
Chapter completed!
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