Archfiend Chapter 1388: : Injured and defeated dog

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Boom...

The flowers on the other side bloom, and the starry sky is gorgeous.

The three layers of blue, red and gold air waves exploded in turns, forming a vast sea of ​​light, a mountain of spiritual power, and all surrounding planes were instantly submerged. Tenglongkou below, this tens of thousands of years of camp, finally disappeared in the long river of history.

This is just the beginning. After only ten seconds, countless beams of light bloomed from the flowers on the other side, piercing the endless night, five kilometers... fifty thousand meters... one hundred thousand meters... half a million meters...

The shock wave of the mountains and the aurora accompanies the destruction of the aurora, constructing the footsteps of the **** of destruction, walking the starry sky and crushing the sky. Xu Yangyi clutched Chu Zhaonan tightly, only having time to scream, as if he was hit by a billion-dollar hammer behind his back, he shot straight forward and flew out.

The real power is too weak, and the saint can't resist.

He was dizzy for dozens of seconds, and when he could finally see clearly, he couldn't help but smile.

The body is completely uncontrollable, and just ahead, the Choking Holy Realm is already in sight!

The distance... will not exceed 30,000 meters. Behind him, a big explosion like a mountain like a sea still pushed him forward without resistance.

"Now... something really happened..."

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Towering city.

At the edge of the star dome, you can see the dark as ink of the primordial line, the door of star annihilation is always open anytime and anywhere, and a huge puppet, which is a thousand meters high, walks here. Among the huge fortresses on the moon, runes shine every moment, becoming a city that never sleeps in the starry sky.

Countless monks turned into streamers and flew away. It was silent and dead. Everyone was waiting for the moment when the explosive package was sounded in the beginning. At that time...this star field, there is no creature Can escape this devastating war.

Yunsheng Building, ninety-nine floors high, plunges directly into the sky. On the first floor in the center, in a hall of thousands of meters, beside a huge aura sand table of thousands of meters, hundreds of saints sit dignifiedly. on the chair.

In the Seven Realms, no one is a powerful and powerful party, and the mainstay under the emptiness. Now, no one speaks.

The foreman of Yuan Ying led the Jindan waiter through the hall, replacing a cup of spirit tea, and a hoarse voice resounded in the space: "Taiwan, again, increase troops...their forces have reached 500 million... they are sure to be surrounded The entire towering city. This sage believes that they are forcing us to do it. They are causing us psychological pressure, and we should not take the lead."

"The deity doesn’t agree with Daoist Qingyang’s words." As soon as the voice fell, a Yin Venerable frowned: "Our tactics against the early days are all to cut off their reinforcement channels. If the early days the army were desperately stationed here, Do we fight or not?"

Suddenly, there was a sound of discussion. On a Kowloon chair in the middle, the second son of Song Yushu was facing the wind, leaning on the back of the chair, and slowly said: "Okay."

The voice gradually became quieter. This battle fell on the towering city. Maybe this ten thousand-year-old town was destroyed. The Song family paid such a high price, and no one would mind giving the other side a bit of face.

"For the time being, I can't discuss why." Second Young Master Song said lightly: "It's better..."

Before speaking, he looked at his waist in disbelief if he was struck by lightning.

There, a sachet with a fan embroidered on it, spontaneously ignited without fire, and instantly turned into fly ash!

How is it possible... it is totally impossible!

He was completely blank in his mind, staring at his waist, as if to prove that what he saw was not an illusion. A few seconds later, he reacted from the extreme shock, and there was a sage around him who said in doubt: "Second young master, What's wrong with you?"

"No...it's okay..." Second Young Master Song wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and there was a look of unwillingness on his face. He wanted to be calm, but he couldn't do anything.

"Sorry." The noise at the scene was so harsh. A few seconds later, he stood up suddenly, shook his head, and squeezed the pain in his heart, hissing: "My Lord...some discomfort...I want to It's something to be done, forgive me to leave for one day."

Without waiting for an answer, he turned into golden light and flew away.

On the spot, you look at me and I will look at you. After a long time, a middle-aged female nun asked: "What's wrong? Song Er Shao's face is so embarrassed...what happened?"

"I don't know." The sage beside him took a cup of tea and took a sip: "But it is definitely a great event. Even at the beginning, Chen Bing had 500 million yuan, he did not show such a look."

Song Er Shao couldn't hear these discussions. Jin Guang appeared in front of a tall building, and even the guards of the gate were two saints. He took out his waist card and shook it, his feet were a little soft, but his figure rushed in with the fastest speed.

The inside is very big, divided into many rooms, he walked around a few rooms familiarly, and suddenly opened a door.

Several seconds later, there was a hoarse, but depressed cry from the door of the room that was wounded like a wild beast.

"How could this be possible!!" Second Young Master Song opened his mouth wide, his face muscles cramping, in front of his eyes, thirty-six ranks, one of the monuments engraved with a fan broke from it. He only felt the cold from head to sole at this moment.

The palm of your hand makes the fall...

It is impossible that three words have become the word he has thought of the most since just now. This is a treasure-handling envoy...How could the Zhenzu magical soldier of the Taixu realm fall? ! Who can let him fall?

In his own hands fell a treasure-handling envoy...he couldn't even imagine the consequences!

Thump... His knees softened all of a sudden, kneeling weakly on the futon on the ground, his hands as soft as noodles, firmly grasping the cloth on the incense table in front of him, one hand covering his heart, his facial features began to twist stand up.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! , Making him groan in choking.

In this small room, he gasped, hoarsely, but carefully vented, with a cramp in his heart. I don't know how long it took before he stood up with a trembling face, his hands were like chicken feet, and he firmly held the half of the tablet.

Close your eyes, a black light shone, and the room fell silent.

For more than ten minutes, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the veins in his hand holding the tablet violently jumped. With a sudden force, the tablet was shattered into powder.

"Benlei...Benlei!!!" He howled the name from his throat, his eyes red: "You...you are so bold!!"

"A humble cultivator... For the well-being of my Song family, he dared to kill the Song family's treasurer! I swear... If there is no chance... Once there is a chance... I will make you never live forever! Survive! Don’t ask for death, you can’t!"

The curse that was so low that he didn't dare to be heard could only be vented unknowingly. He trembled and waved his hand, aura covered everything. Then, walking outside like a walking dead.

As a car, his face finally became more and more normal as he walked outside. When he walked to the door, he had completely restored his usual appearance.

The two doorkeepers nodded slightly. He turned into a light and flew slowly. It was clear that there was a desire to kill in his body, but he knew how many eyes of the Song family were looking at him.

He didn't dare to make mistakes, walking on thin ice, but planted such a big somersault here in Ben Lei!

Until now, I can’t believe that the invincible palm ambassador under Taixu will fall!

"I'm not the opponent of that bastard..." His teeth snapped: "If I can defeat Shatolo, I will definitely be quickly beheaded by the opponent... Damn! The world of war is about to begin, even There is such a monster!"

"Can't stay...He must die before the world of war!"

His gaze swept across the towering city coldly, and everything was in sight. "Once you can enter the Five Kings and Two Empresses, you will be on an equal footing with the Song family. I have no constraints. I can't... I can't let him enter the world of great controversy. ! The battle of the towering city, there is a chance to let him die!"

"I'm afraid it's not that easy." At this moment, a calm voice came into his ears. He suddenly raised his head, and his consciousness suddenly opened: "Who!"

No one answered.

"Dare to do or be?" Second Young Master Song has no fear, in the towering city, even if it is too imaginary, he can't make him afraid. He looked around like a knife, and the tyrannical killing intent in his eyes almost jumped out, saying: "Get out."

"While I am not angry yet."

"Hehe..." The voice in the sky sounded again: "Second Young Master Song, don't be impatient, this venerable person came here in person just to negotiate a deal with you."

Second Young Master Song sneered, raised his eyebrows and said: "Just you?"

"Just me." The voice became serious, and there was a cold light in the sky, and an object flew into the hands of Song Er Gongzi. He glanced, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Void Hall...Master Sleeping Wind?" He lost his card playfully: "What wind brought you here?"

"Of course I smelled Xu Xiangbao's wind~ IndoMTL.com~ Liu Mianfeng's voice smiled.

As soon as this sentence came out, the corner of Song's second son's eyes cramped, his cold eyes desperately searched for Liu Mianfeng's figure, and the killing intent that had just subsided jumped frantically.

Reveal his scar...and...this man actually knew about it!

"So, do you think you are qualified?" Second Young Master Song did not find him. After a few seconds, he gave a sneer and walked away: "Void Palace...the nouveau riche of three thousand years dare to compare with the Song family, Liu Mian Wind, you **** think too much."

Liu Mianfeng's voice is steady and unhurried: "I have tested his details."

Second Young Master Song did not stop.

"The incarnations of the six noble saints in the 500 ranks were instantly destroyed."

Still not stopping.

"You should know what a terrible scene this kind of person will be in the world of great controversy. At that time, all those who participate in our service will be the ministers of the dragon in the future, not that he can't kill him, but How much does it cost to kill him? How many humeral ministers need to die, the deity cannot afford to die, you can afford to die?"

Second Young Master Song finally stopped, turned his head halfway, and said lightly: "Oh?"

A figure walked out of the void, and gently shook the folding fan in his hand, the fragrant wind blew his face, smiling like a flower: "If a ship is going to overturn, first throw the fattest passenger down."

"This kind of person who disrupts the balance can't come in the world of great controversy, do you... understand what this son means?"

No one spoke. After a few seconds, the second son of Song lowered the cold light in his eyes and lowered his eyes: "The price?"

"Let me tell you the place where the master sits." Liu Mianfeng gently folded a fan on the palm of his hand and raised his eyebrows: "The exact location and...time."

"First of all, in the qualifiers for the finalists, let this disruptive thing get out, so that we can play a fair game, right?"