Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flew out of the battlefield and rushed towards the direction of Ning Xiaochuan.
Through superb eyes, Ning Xiaochuan saw a figure in the golden light in the golden light.
It was a sage monk from the Western Buddhist world. He was repaired to reach the world. He was seriously injured in the fight with the Tianmeng Monster Emperor and escaped quickly.
The chest of the Buddhist monks seemed to be penetrated by any weapon, and a blood hole size was made. The organs and bones were clearly visible.
A huge monster claw chased him behind, chasing closer and closer, expanded five claws, and torn down.
The Buddhist monk escaped more eagerly, and the supreme blood in the burning body, with a bit of fruit, sinking: "Tianmeng Demon Emperor, Lao Nao fights with you -the golden body burns the soul!"
The Buddhist monks wanted to detonate their relics, but that demon claw did not give him a chance.
Before he had time to detonate, he was accepted into the town tower and was suppressed by the power of the town tower.
The town tower rotated two laps in the void, and then flew back to the battlefield.
An eternal Buddhist monk ... was so easy to be taken away by the Dream Demon Emperor ...
When Ning Xiaogawa saw this scene, the vibration in his heart was extremely great. If it continued like this, even if all the Supremes of the human race detonated the Yuanshen, it is estimated that he would not be able to kill the Dream Dream Emperor.
This is simply a unilateral massacre!
"Xiaohong, go to Xiaoling'er and Xin'er first, leave here immediately, the farther the better."
Ning Xiaochuan and Xiaohong lifted the state of fit, and a big hand patted Xiaohong's fragrant shoulder.
Xiaohong's figure has grown very tall, not much shorter than Ning Xiaochuan. Asked: "What are you still doing? Tianmeng Demon Emperor is so terrible. Even the people of the human race are not her opponent.
Let's, as long as you escape from the Tianxu Mainland, the Tianmeng Monster Emperor may not have to get us. "
Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "You go first, don't care about me."
Under the repeated urging of Ning Xiaochuan, and promised her that she would not have anything, Xiaohong left reluctantly.
Ning Xiaochuan communicated with Shimao to communicate with the soul of the cold rain, "Master, this time I have to borrow your divine power!"
Between heaven and earth, the soul of the old and rain still has no response.
Ning Xiaochuan can't reach the real life and death, she must not lend his divine power to him.
"Since Master does not respond, don't blame your disciples again."
Ning Xiaochuan seemed to have made a bold decision, and wanted to force the old -fashioned soul.
The best way is to anger her.
Ning Xiaochuan took out a scroll and expanded the scroll. It turned out to be a portrait of the old -fashioned god. The idol in the scroll was extremely beautiful and lifelike. Each line was beautiful.
"Wow!"
Before Ning Xiaochuan had action, the old and rainy souls immediately came to the scroll of the picture. A woman who grew the same as the cold rain came out of the scroll and stood in front of Ning Xiaochuan.
The scroll that originally painted the portrait of the cold rain has become blank.
She actually came out of the scroll ...
The year of the cold rain seemed to be the same as the real person. It is not just a soul body. It can be said that this is the first time Ning Xiaochuan really saw the old rain rain.
The beauty goddess is really cold and cold, giving people a feeling of unpopular feelings. The pair of eyes are particularly sharp, like two swordsmen, which can pierce the heart of people.
"Meet Master." Ning Xiaochuan worshiped respectfully in the old Han Yu.
The year of the cold rain stands straight, more beautiful than the idol in the painting, just like the legendary fairy sister.
She said very harshly to Ning Xiaochuan: "I still want to blame her Master for the second time?"
Ning Xiaogawa said: "This time, the disciples really need the help of Master."
"I know what's going on. You need to understand how powerful you have, how big you do. Since you are your opponent of the Dream Demon Emperor, you should leave immediately, and you should not intervene in the people and the demon clan.
Direct fight. "
"Besides, as the heir who destroy the world, it should not be subject to the so -called emotions, nor should they believe in what race righteousness. In the eyes of the heir to destroy the world, all the souls in the world are all enemies."
On the ground, the figure looks particularly upright, and no one said in a humane manner.
Ning Xiaochuan's defense: "Since the souls in the world are all enemies, why should I still pass on to the world? Is it the enemy with Master?"
The year -old rain glanced at Ning Xiaochuan deeply, saying: "This time I can lend some divine power to you, but I can only lend you for an hour. And, the divine power I lend to you, with Tianmeng
The power of the demon emperor is as powerful. If you can defeat her within one hour, under the same force, it is also a good training for you. "
Ning Xiaochuan's heart was happy, and said: "A time of time is enough!"
The year old Yu Yu said again: "Ning Xiaochuan, the reason why I must wait for you to the edge of life and death, so that the divine power will be lent to you. In fact, you want you to grow independently and do not rely on the power of others.
It's hard to grow again. "
"The disciples understand. In the future, even if the disciples encounter a looting of life and death, they will try to use their own strength to resolve it, and they will not easily borrow the masterpiece of Master." Ning Xiaogawa Road.
The year old Han Yu said: "It's enough to have you!"
"Wow!"
The cold rain turned into a light shuttle, flying directly into Ning Xiaochuan's eyebrows, and it was integrated with Ning Xiaochuan.
A force of not weaker than the Dream Monster Emperor was born from the heaven and earth god of Ning Xiaochuan.
"Hey!"
The voice of the year of cold rain came out in Ning Xiaochuan's eyebrows, with a little surprise, saying: "Ning Xiaochuan, the white bone bead in your heaven and earth god, where does it come from?"
"That was a chance to get it. Master Mo Fei knew the origin of the white bone beads? I also got a mysterious beast Jian, made of white fan bone, and seemed to be the same as white bone beads.
"Ning Xiaochuan identified the Xuan Beast and pinched it in his hands.
The year -old cold rain said: "There is indeed a big origin, white bone beads, fan -shaped treasures ... Each bone soldier is extremely precious, even if it appears in the Shenhe civilization, it will be contended by the gods.
Collect all the bone soldiers together ... "
Suddenly, when the cold rain stopped, he paused, and said, "Some things, you still don't know if you don't know it. You just need to remember that if the creatures of the Shenhe civilization come to the Tianxu continent, you
Never expose white bone beads and fan -shaped treasures. "
"In addition, after borrowing my power, you can already activate some power of white bone beads. Once that power is inspired, it is comparable to the artifacts."
I didn't expect the origin of white bone beads, it was so big, it was really good.
Ning Xiaochuan began to think about, "If I played against the Tianmeng Demon Emperor, the whole demon race would know that I was the undercover of the human race.
They will definitely be furious. Under their anger, they will definitely be angry with the human beings of the Yulan Empire. "
"No, I can't expose my identity now."
It is indeed very heartache to be misunderstood by those people monks and even misunderstood by lover and friends.
However, Ning Xiaochuan must have a strong heart, and he must not tell the truth, because he also needs to protect the life of more people.
"War!"
Ning Xiaochuan took out a black beads of a fist, and a real Yuan rushed into the black beads.
"Wow!"
Black beads immediately cracked and turned into iron armor, wrapped every body of Ning Xiaochuan's whole body, and the breath of Ning Xiaochuan was completely hidden in the armor.
This is a set of "Blood Blood Warfare". Ning Xiaochuan has won from the madness and the Red Lie real person. There are two sets in total, staying on the body.
After putting on the blood armor, as long as Ning Xiaochuan did not take the initiative to say his name, no one knew his true identity.
Nympho
The battle of the God Reserve Palace has long shocked the entire Middle -earth world, holding countless human life.
Many people's monks are staying in the city not far from the Palace of God, waiting for the latest news.
Knowing that the Supremes of the Human Race fell, all the monks of the people seemed to be desperate. It was like the end of the day was coming.
If all the supreme people of the human race fall, as long as the monsters are crushed, the entire Middle -earth world will become a slaughterhouse, and the human race will be completely destroyed.
"The Lord of the Second World wants to do everything with the Tianmeng Monster Emperor, and it has exploded its own Yuanshen, but unfortunately failed to hit the Tianmeng Demon Emperor." A live -action person -like strong man passed back to the latest news.
"Another powerful human life has fallen!"
Human monks in the ancient cities are all in a sad and sad atmosphere.
The disciples of the God Reservoir Palace of the Moon God, Yu Qianqi, Tang Shuyao, Jiuxu Shenzi, Ouyang Chengde, etc. also fled to this ancient city. When they heard the news, everyone was silent, and the heart followed into the bottom of the valley.
It didn't take long for another bad news: "In the Western Buddhist world, the great monk of the great tragedy of Tianlong Temple was admitted to the town tower by the Tianmeng demon emperor.
Ouyang Chengde gritted his teeth fiercely, and said angrily: "Blame Ning Ogawa's beasts, and actually dedicated the town demon tower to the Tianmeng demon emperor.
The Supremes will never even have a little strength. "
"Yes! The Supremes of the Human Race will die, all strange Ning Xiaochuan, all blame the king of people, he is the sinner of the human race ... he must be scolded by the world ..."
Many people monks are sorrowful and inexplicable, kneeling on the ground, crying and loud, and mourning those who died of war people. At the same time, they were also cursing sinners of the people, the King of Extinction.
For the human race, this day is definitely a dark day, as if you can never see dawn. After this day, some people's names will be engraved with monuments and recite by future generations.
Entering history books and abusive human beings in future generations.
I just responded to that sentence: the best and the worst people created history, while the mediocre generations reproduced the race.