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In the dark cave, the sun and moon can't be seen. As soon as Lin Hao fell, he lost consciousness. At this moment, Lin Hao... He was totally unprepared. Even a Yellow Grade Demonic Beast could paralyze him.    

    

This battle was more dangerous than any other battle. Facing such a powerful and powerful Flood Dragon that had the advantage of being a race, even Lin Hao would not be able to gain any advantages.    

    

After being hit by the Flood Dragon several times, together with the Annihilation Sword that Lin Hao used with all his might, even though Lin Hao's body had already reached the Profound Principle realm, and he also had the Black Tortoise Bloodline's powerful recovery ability... However, he could only hang on to Lin Hao's life, and not die.    

    

After an unknown period of time, Lin Hao, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, suddenly twitched his fingers.    

    

After a long time, Lin Hao slowly regained some consciousness. He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he said was...    

    

"Damn it, how fierce!"    

    

Lin Hao slowly sat up. Every time he moved his body, he could feel the intense tearing pain in his blood, blood, and meridians. It was so painful that Lin Hao kept grinning.    

    

After waking up and looking into his body, Lin Hao felt like crying but had no tears.    

    

At this moment, in Lin Hao's body, countless blood and flesh in his meridians were broken, and his internal organs were broken. His bones were also in a transfiguration position, and there were countless cracks.    

    

This kind of injury, how could it be 'incomplete'?    

    

This was the first time in Lin Hao's life that he had suffered such a serious injury. If it wasn't for the Black Tortoise Bloodline strengthening his body and his recovery speed, it wouldn't be surprising for him to die a hundred times with this kind of injury.    

    

Currently, even with the Black Tortoise Bloodline, it could only keep Lin Hao alive. It was still a long way to go before he could fully recover with the help of the Bloodline.    

    

This kind of aggrieved situation made Lin Hao want to curse.    

    

Lin Hao had also predicted the strength of the Flood Dragon. In his mind, there was no Flood Dragon that wasn't a Horned Dragon, but a Flying Rain-Dragon. At most, it could run amok within the same level. Could it really overturn the heavens?    

    

But after the first battle, Lin Hao finally knew how ridiculous his prediction was.    

    

This Flood Dragon's cultivation was only at the Mid-rank of Mystic Class, but the combat strength it displayed was far beyond its level. Lin Hao was sure that even some high grade demon beasts wouldn't dare to face it head on.    

    

This time, Lin Hao had encountered a nail in the head.    

    

A Flood Dragon, even if it was just an infant Flood Dragon, it was still not something Lin Hao could deal with at this moment. Even Lin Hao's last trump card, the Sword of Annihilation, could only hurt his ten fingers. However, the price Lin Hao had to pay was much more painful than the price he had to pay.    

    

Even with Lin Hao's estimation, it would take him at least three months to fully recover from his nearly crippled body. Furthermore, it was under the condition that he didn't use the Genuine Qi at all.    

    

Two to three months. With Lin Hao's Cultivation years, it would take him almost half of his life. Of course, Lin Hao didn't want to be left alone like this. Lin Hao still had his harem, and he had yet to explore the endless martial arts. How could Lin Hao stop here?    

    

However, there was a trace of confusion in Lin Hao's heart. Previously, Lin Hao had suffered a fatal injury. Every time at this moment, the Greyhound would take away all his Primeval Stones without any hesitation, as if it was concerned about his recovery.    

    

However, when he saw that the bag of Primeval Stone in the Storage Space was still intact, he felt that something was wrong.    

    

Could it be that the capitalists really had a conscience, this kind of thing?    

    

"Tai! Ben Ha seems to have heard someone say bad things about us vampire capitalists behind our backs. Young man, say it again if you have the ability!"    

    

Greyhound jumps out with a face full of anger and shouts in a righteous manner.