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Chapter nine hundred and forty fifth late

Chapter 945: Too Late

Powerful murderous intent rushed straight towards him. Young Master Su's first reaction was not how to avoid it, but what to do with the little Xiao Ao in his arms?

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Young Master Su was just thinking about which direction to throw Xiao Ao to in order to ensure the safety of Xiao Ao to the greatest extent...

"Bao..." Bao, I'm sorry, uncle can't protect you anymore!

Before he could say these words, he was pushed away by a powerful force and flew towards the sky.

Due to inertia, the little Xiao Ao in his hand was also thrown out.

Xiao Xiaoao was shocked, knowing that he would probably be thrown to death, but he didn't even hum.

"Baby..." Mr. Su was startled. He couldn't think of anything at this moment. His only thought was that he must catch Bao Xiao Xiao Ao.

Without using any skills at all, like a wild goose, Young Master Su Zhi pounced towards Xiao Ao.

Fortunately, although Young Master Su was injured, he was still quite agile and caught Xiao Ao immediately.

"Baby, uncle, I'm scared to death." Holding Xiao Xiaoao tightly, Master Su was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, fortunately, Master Xue was fine, otherwise, he would have died a hundred times and it wouldn't be enough.

But the two of them were not happy for long, as there was a loud "boom" behind them.

"Xue Lao..." behind him, the mournful voices of everyone came.

What?

Young Master Su was stunned in mid-air, and turned around holding Xiao Xiaoao.

The two of them only looked at the Tianmo Palace, the bloody battlefield, and Xue Lao...

"My great-grandfather, I was my great-grandfather just now. Uncle Zisu, my great-grandfather who just died was my father's grandfather."

Xiao Xiaoao's chubby little hands were now frighteningly white, and his eyes, which were originally as black as ink spots, were now as red as blood.

Young Master Su was already sad, but at this moment he couldn't calm down and comforted Xiao Ao: "Baby, don't be like this."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xiao Xiaoao cried softly.

At this time, Elder Yue Da had calmed down the lethality caused by Xue Lao's self-destruction and was preparing to attack Young Master Su and Xiao Xiao Ao again.

However, the people of the Snow Clan were well prepared.

One after another they rushed forward.

"burst……"

It did not give Elder Yueda any chance to gather his true energy.

The first level of the God = The self-destruction of the Emperor master, although it cannot hurt the opponent, it can slow down the opponent.

When they are humble and just want to use their lives to hold each other back, how can God bear to let them down?

"Young Master, leave quickly."

These are the last words before death for every Snow tribesman who goes to death heroically.

"Young Master, leave quickly."

"Those are dad's people, Uncle Zisu. They all died for the baby." Xiao Xiaoao's tears were still wet, but they were no longer shed. His little face was full of pain and determination.

Growth is such a cruel thing for a child under one year old, but Xiao Xiaoao was forced to grow up overnight...

Tiredly, he stretched out his little hand and wiped away the tears on his face with difficulty. His fair face looked like a little cat.

"Uncle Zisu, let's go, let's go quickly..."

"If this is what grandpa and uncles want, then the baby will do it."

"If the baby's departure makes you feel at ease when you die, the baby will do it."

"The baby will definitely live well, and we will not let grandpa, uncles, and uncles sacrifice for the baby in vain."

"If the tears are shed today, the baby will never cry again."

"Because there will never be a greater pain than today..."

Xiao Xiaoao clenched his fists and said silently in his heart.

"Okay." Young Master Su suppressed the tears in his eyes and couldn't bear to watch anymore. He hugged Xiao Ao and flew quickly towards the Demon Flame Valley in Zhongzhou.

That place was their last resort.

"Damn..."

Elder Yue Da looked at Young Master Su flying in the air, and then at the people he pounced on one after another. He knew that he would not be able to escape for a while, and his expression changed.

"Lao Qi, go chase that kid." Elder Yue Da knew that he would not be able to leave for a while, so he simply refused to leave.

The seventh-ranked elder of the Moon Temple, the sixth-level god, is enough to deal with the injured young master Su and Xiao Xiaoao...

"yes."

Elder Yue opened the way, but failed to stop the seven elders of the Moon Temple from leaving. Everyone could only watch helplessly as the master of the sixth level of God disappeared from in front of them...

"Archer, shoot..." But even so, Mo Ze and Xue Tianji were not willing to give in and ordered quickly.

"Huh, ignorant..." Elder Yue raised his sleeves and saw the whole palace hall collapsed immediately.

"boom……"

"boom……"

"Help..."

"Run quickly..."

Beams and stones were all smashed down, and the entire palace fell into chaos.

At this time, the surviving soldiers were completely unable to continue to carry out the emperor's orders. The moment the palace fell, they all rushed to Mo Ze's side and tried to escort Mo Ze out...

A country cannot be without a king.

As long as the emperor is here, Tianmo can be built again...

"Protect the Emperor, hurry up and escort him."

"No, save Princess Xue first. Hurry, go quickly..."

Huge trees and rocks fell down. Mo Ze's face was injured and he was covered in blood, but he couldn't care less about leaving.

Niya is still in the main hall.

Mo Ze knew what Niya meant to Dongfang Ningxin. If Dongfang Ningxin knew that Niya and her child died in Tianmo, Dongfang Ningxin would be so sad.

"Niya, Niya, where are you..."

Xue Tianji was even worse than Mo Ze. His left leg was pierced by a piece of wood. However, Xue Tianji didn't care about dealing with the wound on his foot at this time. He just dragged the broken leg and rushed in amidst the chaos.

"Niya, where are you? Can you answer me? Niya, please don't scare me, don't scare me."

Prince Xue, who was killed by Tianyao, was crying like a child at this time.

But the people from the Moon Temple who created all this chaos stood at the highest point of the palace early, watching coldly as everyone in Tianmo died miserably in this chaos one by one.

Elder Yueda looked arrogant and looked at Chi Yan behind him with an order: "Let's go, take us to find their reinforcements."

Elder Yueda knew very well that those reinforcements accounted for almost two-thirds of Zhongzhou's strength. As long as those reinforcements were destroyed, the entire Zhongzhou would become a state in an instant.

At least Xiao Xiaoao?

Elder Yueda did not think that anyone in Zhongzhou could escape from the people of the Moon Temple.

"I..." Looking at the tragically dead people at his feet, a flash of struggle flashed in Chi Yan's eyes.

"What? Do you also want the Red Clan to be exterminated like the Snow Clan?" Elder Yueda said coldly and threateningly.

Clan annihilation? Chi Yan's whole body was full of intelligence. He lowered his head and covered up the pride in his eyes: "I don't dare, Great Elder, please..."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Tianyao and Tianmo's army...

Elder Yue raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, flicked his robe in mid-air, and rushed out like a shooting star...

Everyone in Tianmo could only watch helplessly as the murderer who massacred hundreds of thousands in Tianmo in an instant left...

The men with red eyes and steely bones all shed manly tears at this moment. They desperately wanted to become stronger...

They have had enough of the powerlessness of the weak!

But after Elder Yue and his party left, a black figure rushed towards Tianmo Palace like lightning...


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