"Brother Liao has several wounds. What’s going on?"

The aliens whispered, and then there were scars visible to the naked eye in the whole body.
How can anyone get hurt if they don’t take action against Liao!
Is it that the first saint of Xinghai attacked Brother Liao? ?
No, no, the first saint of Xinghai didn’t show his spiritual strength.
But brother Liao’s breath is weak again
The scene of the real emperor changed again at the moment when he closed his eyes.
The cliff turned into a cage.
In the dungeon, all kinds of prisoners were taken to Liao and looked around with incredible eyes, "Am I not dead?"
Shen Liao woke up and said in amazement
The ecstasy of coming back from the dead taught him great joy.
He looked at his hand and laughed, but it froze. On the spot, it was a scarred, withered and lifeless Terran hand.
"Where is this? I want to go out!"
Stay out of the way. Gu Tianjiao never came to the cage.
He didn’t know the darkness of the dungeon, but as soon as his words came out, he sensed the scorn of the prisoners.
Liao hasn’t reacted yet, but he waved a whip head on.
Beating his hand is burning and painful, which is terrible and painful.
"What are you yelling about?"
An evil jailer came over and waved another whip at Shen Liao.
Followed by a strong hit smashed the ginseng liao forehead.
To detain his head bleeding profusely, see stars.
Another extraordinary force dragged Shen Liao into the cage column, which made Shen Liao dizzy for several times.
Seeing that Shen Liao almost fainted, the jailer threw it away like a dead dog with a cold hum. "If you were not a repeat offender, the two charges of running away and injuring the jailer would be enough for you to die again."
Shen Liao tried to escape several times in the dungeon.
Every time I was caught by the prison, I was beaten to death and dragged back.
Without windows, the dungeon does not know day and night, nor does it know when it changes.
Shenliao doesn’t know how long he struggled.
It was not until his gray-haired jailer changed batch after batch that he realized that he was old and bowed his head.
This time, the atmosphere of joining Liao changed again.
He was covered with scales and the word Liao was looming on his right shoulder.
A group of semi-dragons were amazed at this.
"Brother Liao’s spirit is flickering!"
"Liao Ge Long Lin also fell off!"
"What happened to Brother Liao? His life is fluctuating!"
The semi-dragons exclaimed that the word Liao on the right shoulder of Shen Liao represented his soul state.
The word Liao is looming in the words of Shen Liao, which is already in danger.
First, the spiritual force is scattered, then the breath becomes weak, and then the spiritual fire flashes
What terrible things happened to Shen Liao’s strong soul force that shook his firm soul!
Aliens can’t imagine, while terrans look at each other in succession.
Linghuo lettering is an ancient secret technique. There are also wolves, Xuanjiyu and Shen Liao who still have this secret technique.
But what really shook an ancient tianjiao?
A terran alien all can’t figure this out.
Speculation of all ethnic groups has come in succession, and it’s time to participate in Liao’s ninth thousand soul dreamland.
Su Yu looked coldly at the gradual weakening of Liao’s eyes and the cold mountain remained unchanged.
The realm of the true emperor has evolved into ten thousand cycles of life and death.
Repeated bombing, even if you are an ancient tianjiao, you have to kneel down!