3693: C3693 The War Is about to Begin(part Iii)

C3693 The War Is about to Begin(part Iii)

No, no, no, no, no. The eyes of the hairy thunder-faced red monk rolled, and he began to bark crazily again. However, Lin Hao just ignored the barking of the wild dog. He knew very well what kind of enemy he was facing, so he naturally wouldn't waste any of his expression on this wild dog that came out of nowhere.1

From the beginning until the end, Lin Hao had been resting with his eyes closed. The Spiritual Energys floating around his body were like a sleeping kitten. He was calm and graceful, not like a war god on the battlefield of mutual deception. At this moment, Lin Hao was as calm as an old monk in meditation.

The cat-faced Thunderlord, the red-robed monk. Naturally, he wasn't a fool. He could easily see that the strength of this young man's cultivation had reached an extremely exaggerated realm. Also, the Pet beast beside Lin Hao, which had its eyes slightly narrowed, told him that if he offended this master and servant, he would most likely die on the spot.

The red-clothed monk thought for a moment. He looked at the red light that shot up into the sky behind Lin Hao. It seemed to shake all his desires. To put it bluntly, the treasure hidden in the red light would definitely make him fat.

This was only a premonition, but it was definitely a premonition that was closest to reality. After all, everyone knew what kind of treasure the red light represented. The red-clothed monk didn't want to miss this opportunity. He also wanted to try and seize this treasure, but just the young man standing in the sky was enough to resist the eyes of the entire world. The cold figure in white was a city wall that made people shrink back.

He was powerful and mysterious, violent and graceful. The two extremes of temperament that appeared on the young man's body made people feel a kind of pressure. It was like a lightning pool of life. Although the hairy Thunderface Duke had said that the red-clothed monk wanted treasures, he also cherished his life.

Everyone only had one life. The red-clothed monk that the hairy Thunderface Duke had said could reach such a stage. Of course, he wasn't an idiot who would seek death. Seeing such a powerful Lin Hao standing in front of the treasure all by himself, he didn't plan to take the risk before he had the ability to defeat Lin Hao.

Because of this, the red-clothed monk that Duke Thunder spoke of could only unwillingly take two steps back. After retreating to the dark, he didn't give up on the idea of snatching the treasure. In fact, no one would give up on the idea of seizing the treasure so easily. After all, the final treasure ground was a world where one would fight for it. In this place, nothing would happen if you didn't put your life on the line. If you didn't fight for it, you wouldn't be worthy of anything.

There were many other people who shared the same thoughts as the red-haired Thunderlord.

When the red-clothed monk retreated to the back, he suddenly realized that there were many unknown people hiding in the darkness. Among them were the fat man with a big belly who held a nine-toothed nail in his hand, the bearded man who wore a skull pendant, and the monk who wore a kasaya with his palms joined together.

The four of them looked at each other in the dark. Suddenly, they felt a sense of appreciation for each other.

There was a cloud of poetry, and no one knew where it started. If one were to devote themselves deeply, the living could die, and the dead could live.

At this moment, the four of them were looking at each other in the dark. Suddenly, they felt as if they had seen each other somewhere. They even felt as if they had experienced a long and arduous trial between them. They were divided into many parts, and there were many calamities. . .

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