Chapter 227, The Dead of the Ten Beasts

Hailao was angry, and he was angry again.

Every monster around him is his treasure. He doesn't know how much time and energy he spent, how many spiritual stones and how many medicines he put on this monster.

To him, these monsters are his wealth.

But now Zhao Yong is destroying his wealth.

More and more monsters and beasts died in Zhao Yong's long gun.

Zhao Yong is crazy at the moment. Like a god of war, the long gun in his hand reflects the cold luster in the sunshine. Over and over, bright blood drips from his sword.

That's the blood...