Chapter 2150
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Shenting, a depression.
In the first World War of Shenxian Prefecture, most of the middle and high levels of shenting fell, and at this time there was no appearance of the largest power in Zhongtian. If there was no ten square world array, there is no doubt that it would have been brought to the end by the demon alliance, the imperial League and other forces.
This is the most declining time since ancient times. The main reason for this decline is Han Yu.
Often think of Han Yu, Ling Xiao can not help frowning tightly. Although she did not have much contact with Han Yu, she almost watched Han Yu grow up all the way. In retrospect, they still feel incredible.
"Is he really dead?" Lingxiao murmured to herself. Han Yu has experienced countless life and death disasters. Many times, he was thought to have fallen, but in the end, he would suddenly appear, and it was strong.
What impresses Lingxiao most is Han Yu's first trip to Wuyan mountain.
At that time, Han Yu was almost forced into Wuya mountain. After entering Wuyan mountain for more than a year, everyone thought that he had fallen. As a result, when he landed in the Xuantian realm, Han Yu appeared strong and killed countless heroes.
It was also that time that Ling Xiao really fought with Han Yu and was defeated by Han Yu and lost Xiaodiao.
The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt.
Lingxiao thought for a moment, stood up and left his palace and went to the place where Linghao closed down.
The rest of the people are not allowed to get close to Linghao's closed place, but Lingxiao can enter his palace without any obstruction or notification.
Inside the palace, a round room. There are countless mysterious and mysterious runes carved in this room, which gives people a feeling of supreme road. In the center of the room, there is a stone platform. Linghao is sitting on the stone platform with his knees crossed.
The breath is smooth and the complexion is ruddy. Lingxiao can see at a glance that Linghao's injury is almost healed. He is not happy.
"God." Walking to the front of the stone platform, Lingxiao stopped and bowed slightly to the Linghao on the stone platform.
Linghao slowly opened his eyes. The terrible light in his pupils flashed away. He regained deep calm and asked, "Lingxiao, what can I do for you?"
Lingxiao said: "I suspect Han Yu is not dead."
Linghao's face coagulated slightly, then stretched out and said, "can't the old God kill him? Don't think about it. "
Lingxiao wants to explain, but when she comes to her mouth, she swallows it back. She thinks for a moment and says, "what about Han Yu's incarnation and his relatives?"
In Linghao's eyes, he suddenly shoots out two murders, and coldly spits out a "kill!"
Lingxiao said: "half a year ago, master Jianchao rushed to kill them. Even if God and I took the initiative, it would be very difficult to kill them."
Linghao said coldly: "Jianchao said that he was not the only one who crossed the border city. There will be more Protoss masters coming. We don't have to worry. Just wait."
Lingxiao nodded, no longer said anything, and left. She had already been worried and decided to take a trip in person to investigate the specific situation of Han Yu. She was really worried.
Lingxiao didn't take a few steps, but he heard Linghao saying to himself, "here we are."
Then Lingxiao felt that she was wrapped by a force. She didn't resist. The next moment, she left here and appeared in the sky of the divine court. In the eastern sky, an old man with hairy hair and childish complexion, holding a whisk and carrying a peach wood sword, dressed by a group of Taoist priests, walked slowly towards this side with a slight frown on his brow. It seems that something has upset him.
"Are you a Taoist friend?" Linghao asked, holding fists from afar.
"The sword is like a rainbow." The old man's slow way.
"The Lord of God, Linghao." Linghao was overjoyed.
"God, is he a strong man in the middle period of emperor to be?" Lingxiao whispers to Linghao secretly. The old man's breath is very ethereal, which makes her somewhat unpredictable.
"Yes Linghao road.
Lingxiao was overjoyed.
"I was the first to arrive?" Sword like rainbow asked.
"No, before Daoyou, there is another Taoist friend named Jianchao." Linghao road.
"Jian Chao? My nephew, where is he The old man is happy. This time, many Protoss died in the border city. They were happy to hear that their nephew was still alive and came here first.
"He..." Linghao didn't know what to say for a moment.
"What's the matter?" The old man asked, a little hasty.
"He was killed." Linghao is somewhat ashamed.
"What?" The old man suddenly changed color, and his detached temperament changed greatly, just like a peerless demon just waking up.
……
In the northern sky, three people suddenly appeared. These three men, an old man, a middle-aged man and a beautiful woman in white, are just the swords and Linghao and Lingxiao who have just come to Zhongtian.
Jian Ruhong knew the whole story of Jian Chao's death, so he didn't want to stay for revenge. On the way, Linghao told Jian Ruhong about some things happened in the shenting court. He let the immortal old man roar several times and let his murderous spirit soar to the sky."It's a pity that Han Yu is dead. I can't attack him with my hand. Today, I will use his incarnation and the blood of his wife and children to commemorate the death of the hero of the Protoss." The sword is as cold as a rainbow. The voice is icy and piercing, which makes Lingxiao feel uncomfortable.
"Brother sword, do you want to fight or just kill him?" Linghao asked. He can't wait to kill people. In recent years, he has been so frustrated.
"Just a small array, break it The sword was like a rainbow. When his back was shaken, the sword on his back rushed out and sent out a sound of sword sound. He rushed into the mist in front of him.
The sword easily opened the fog, and soon there was a shaking of the earth and mountains, and then a loud noise rocked the sky. When the sword flew back into the scabbard behind the sword like rainbow, the fog in front of it had been dispersed, and the Tiangang Disha formation was broken.
Eight square city, within the palace.
Huo Qilin rushes into the air for the first time. He sees that Tiangang Disha formation is broken, and then the three men walk side by side. The woman on the left, a roll of sleeves, a whirlwind blows, and the sound of screams is deafening. All monsters rolled up by the whirlpool, no matter what their accomplishments, burst to pieces at the first time.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Lingyin, Baihu, Xuanwu, Apollo, Phoenix and others also rushed to the palace and saw three people.
"Linghao is coming!" Lingyin's face changed slightly.
"Who is that old man? Why have you never seen him before?" White tiger asked.
"I don't know. I'm afraid it's a Protoss from another region. Walking in the middle of Linghao and Lingxiao, the weakest is the cultivation in the middle of the emperor to be. We are not their opponents. We enter the array and use the killing array to entangle them A deep voice.
Several people have no impulse, quickly return to the palace.
"Wait a minute. Fight. We'll hold them back. You'll find a chance to get out of here." Lingyin looks at the dignified way of Phoenix.
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Shenting, a depression.
In the first World War of Shenxian Prefecture, most of the middle and high levels of shenting fell, and at this time there was no appearance of the largest power in Zhongtian. If there was no ten square world array, there is no doubt that it would have been brought to the end by the demon alliance, the imperial League and other forces.
This is the most declining time since ancient times. The main reason for this decline is Han Yu.
Often think of Han Yu, Ling Xiao can not help frowning tightly. Although she did not have much contact with Han Yu, she almost watched Han Yu grow up all the way. In retrospect, they still feel incredible.
"Is he really dead?" Lingxiao murmured to herself. Han Yu has experienced countless life and death disasters. Many times, he was thought to have fallen, but in the end, he would suddenly appear, and it was strong.
What impresses Lingxiao most is Han Yu's first trip to Wuyan mountain.
At that time, Han Yu was almost forced into Wuya mountain. After entering Wuyan mountain for more than a year, everyone thought that he had fallen. As a result, when he landed in the Xuantian realm, Han Yu appeared strong and killed countless heroes.
It was also that time that Ling Xiao really fought with Han Yu and was defeated by Han Yu and lost Xiaodiao.
The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt.
Lingxiao thought for a moment, stood up and left his palace and went to the place where Linghao closed down.
The rest of the people are not allowed to get close to Linghao's closed place, but Lingxiao can enter his palace without any obstruction or notification.
Inside the palace, a round room. There are countless mysterious and mysterious runes carved in this room, which gives people a feeling of supreme road. In the center of the room, there is a stone platform. Linghao is sitting on the stone platform with his knees crossed.
The breath is smooth and the complexion is ruddy. Lingxiao can see at a glance that Linghao's injury is almost healed. He is not happy.
"God." Walking to the front of the stone platform, Lingxiao stopped and bowed slightly to the Linghao on the stone platform.
Linghao slowly opened his eyes. The terrible light in his pupils flashed away. He regained deep calm and asked, "Lingxiao, what can I do for you?"
Lingxiao said: "I suspect Han Yu is not dead."
Linghao's face coagulated slightly, then stretched out and said, "can't the old God kill him? Don't think about it. "
Lingxiao wants to explain, but when she comes to her mouth, she swallows it back. She thinks for a moment and says, "what about Han Yu's incarnation and his relatives?"
In Linghao's eyes, he suddenly shoots out two murders, and coldly spits out a "kill!"
Lingxiao said: "half a year ago, master Jianchao rushed to kill them. Even if God and I took the initiative, it would be very difficult to kill them."
Linghao said coldly: "Jianchao said that he was not the only one who crossed the border city. There will be more Protoss masters coming. We don't have to worry. Just wait."
Lingxiao nodded, no longer said anything, and left. She had already been worried and decided to take a trip in person to investigate the specific situation of Han Yu. She was really worried.
Lingxiao didn't take a few steps, but he heard Linghao saying to himself, "here we are."
Then Lingxiao felt that she was wrapped by a force. She didn't resist. The next moment, she left here and appeared in the sky of the divine court. In the eastern sky, an old man with hairy hair and childish complexion, holding a whisk and carrying a peach wood sword, dressed by a group of Taoist priests, walked slowly towards this side with a slight frown on his brow. It seems that something has upset him.
"Are you a Taoist friend?" Linghao asked, holding fists from afar.
"The sword is like a rainbow." The old man's slow way.
"The Lord of God, Linghao." Linghao was overjoyed.
"God, is he a strong man in the middle period of emperor to be?" Lingxiao whispers to Linghao secretly. The old man's breath is very ethereal, which makes her somewhat unpredictable.
"Yes Linghao road.
Lingxiao was overjoyed.
"I was the first to arrive?" Sword like rainbow asked.
"No, before Daoyou, there is another Taoist friend named Jianchao." Linghao road.
"Jian Chao? My nephew, where is he The old man is happy. This time, many Protoss died in the border city. They were happy to hear that their nephew was still alive and came here first.
"He..." Linghao didn't know what to say for a moment.
"What's the matter?" The old man asked, a little hasty.
"He was killed." Linghao is somewhat ashamed.
"What?" The old man suddenly changed color, and his detached temperament changed greatly, just like a peerless demon just waking up.
……
In the northern sky, three people suddenly appeared. These three men, an old man, a middle-aged man and a beautiful woman in white, are just the swords and Linghao and Lingxiao who have just come to Zhongtian.
Jian Ruhong knew the whole story of Jian Chao's death, so he didn't want to stay for revenge. On the way, Linghao told Jian Ruhong about some things happened in the shenting court. He let the immortal old man roar several times and let his murderous spirit soar to the sky."It's a pity that Han Yu is dead. I can't attack him with my hand. Today, I will use his incarnation and the blood of his wife and children to commemorate the death of the hero of the Protoss." The sword is as cold as a rainbow. The voice is icy and piercing, which makes Lingxiao feel uncomfortable.
"Brother sword, do you want to fight or just kill him?" Linghao asked. He can't wait to kill people. In recent years, he has been so frustrated.
"Just a small array, break it The sword was like a rainbow. When his back was shaken, the sword on his back rushed out and sent out a sound of sword sound. He rushed into the mist in front of him.
The sword easily opened the fog, and soon there was a shaking of the earth and mountains, and then a loud noise rocked the sky. When the sword flew back into the scabbard behind the sword like rainbow, the fog in front of it had been dispersed, and the Tiangang Disha formation was broken.
Eight square city, within the palace.
Huo Qilin rushes into the air for the first time. He sees that Tiangang Disha formation is broken, and then the three men walk side by side. The woman on the left, a roll of sleeves, a whirlwind blows, and the sound of screams is deafening. All monsters rolled up by the whirlpool, no matter what their accomplishments, burst to pieces at the first time.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Lingyin, Baihu, Xuanwu, Apollo, Phoenix and others also rushed to the palace and saw three people.
"Linghao is coming!" Lingyin's face changed slightly.
"Who is that old man? Why have you never seen him before?" White tiger asked.
"I don't know. I'm afraid it's a Protoss from another region. Walking in the middle of Linghao and Lingxiao, the weakest is the cultivation in the middle of the emperor to be. We are not their opponents. We enter the array and use the killing array to entangle them A deep voice.
Several people have no impulse, quickly return to the palace.
"Wait a minute. Fight. We'll hold them back. You'll find a chance to get out of here." Lingyin looks at the dignified way of Phoenix.
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Shenting, a depression. In the first World War of Shenxian Prefecture, most of the middle and high levels of shenting fell, and at this time there was no appearance of the largest power in Zhongtian. If there was no ten square world array, there is no doubt that it would have been brought to the end by the demon alliance, the imperial League and other forces. This is the most declining time since ancient times. The main reason for this decline is Han Yu. Often think of Han Yu, Ling Xiao can not help frowning tightly. Although she did not have much contact with Han Yu, she almost watched Han Yu grow up all the way. In retrospect, they still feel incredible. "Is he really dead?" Lingxiao murmured to herself. Han Yu has experienced countless life and death disasters. Many times, he was thought to have fallen, but in the end, he would suddenly appear, and it was strong. What impresses Lingxiao most is Han Yu's first trip to Wuyan mountain. At that time, Han Yu was almost forced into Wuya mountain. After entering Wuyan mountain for more than a year, everyone thought that he had fallen. As a result, when he landed in the Xuantian realm, Han Yu appeared strong and killed countless heroes. It was also that time that Ling Xiao really fought with Han Yu and was defeated by Han Yu and lost Xiaodiao. The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt. Lingxiao thought for a moment, stood up and left his palace and went to the place where Linghao closed down. The rest of the people are not allowed to get close to Linghao's closed place, but Lingxiao can enter his palace without any obstruction or notification. Inside the palace, a round room. There are countless mysterious and mysterious runes carved in this room, which gives people a feeling of supreme road. In the center of the room, there is a stone platform. Linghao is sitting on the stone platform with his knees crossed. The breath is smooth and the complexion is ruddy. Lingxiao can see at a glance that Linghao's injury is almost healed. He is not happy. "God." Walking to the front of the stone platform, Lingxiao stopped and bowed slightly to the Linghao on the stone platform. Linghao slowly opened his eyes. The terrible light in his pupils flashed away. He regained deep calm and asked, "Lingxiao, what can I do for you?" Lingxiao said: "I suspect Han Yu is not dead." Linghao's face coagulated slightly, then stretched out and said, "can't the old God kill him? Don't think about it. " Lingxiao wants to explain, but when she comes to her mouth, she swallows it back. She thinks for a moment and says, "what about Han Yu's incarnation and his relatives?" In Linghao's eyes, he suddenly shoots out two murders, and coldly spits out a "kill!" Lingxiao said: "half a year ago, master Jianchao rushed to kill them. Even if God and I took the initiative, it would be very difficult to kill them." Linghao said coldly: "Jianchao said that he was not the only one who crossed the border city. There will be more Protoss masters coming. We don't have to worry. Just wait." Lingxiao nodded, no longer said anything, and left. She had already been worried and decided to take a trip in person to investigate the specific situation of Han Yu. She was really worried. Lingxiao didn't take a few steps, but he heard Linghao saying to himself, "here we are." Then Lingxiao felt that she was wrapped by a force. She didn't resist. The next moment, she left here and appeared in the sky of the divine court. In the eastern sky, an old man with hairy hair and childish complexion, holding a whisk and carrying a peach wood sword, dressed by a group of Taoist priests, walked slowly towards this side with a slight frown on his brow. It seems that something has upset him. "Are you a Taoist friend?" Linghao asked, holding fists from afar. "The sword is like a rainbow." The old man's slow way. "The Lord of God, Linghao." Linghao was overjoyed. "God, is he a strong man in the middle period of emperor to be?" Lingxiao whispers to Linghao secretly. The old man's breath is very ethereal, which makes her somewhat unpredictable. "Yes Linghao road. Lingxiao was overjoyed. "I was the first to arrive?" Sword like rainbow asked. "No, before Daoyou, there is another Taoist friend named Jianchao." Linghao road. "Jian Chao? My nephew, where is he The old man is happy. This time, many Protoss died in the border city. They were happy to hear that their nephew was still alive and came here first. "He..." Linghao didn't know what to say for a moment. "What's the matter?" The old man asked, a little hasty. "He was killed." Linghao is somewhat ashamed. "What?" The old man suddenly changed color, and his detached temperament changed greatly, just like a peerless demon just waking up. In the northern sky, three people suddenly appeared. These three men, an old man, a middle-aged man and a beautiful woman in white, are just the swords and Linghao and Lingxiao who have just come to Zhongtian. Jian Ruhong knew the whole story of Jian Chao's death, so he didn't want to stay for revenge. On the way, Linghao told Jian Ruhong about some things happened in the shenting court. He let the immortal old man roar several times and let his murderous spirit soar to the sky."It's a pity that Han Yu is dead. I can't attack him with my hand. Today, I will use his incarnation and the blood of his wife and children to commemorate the death of the hero of the Protoss." The sword is as cold as a rainbow. The voice is icy and piercing, which makes Lingxiao feel uncomfortable. "Brother sword, do you want to fight or just kill him?" Linghao asked. He can't wait to kill people. In recent years, he has been so frustrated. "Just a small array, break it The sword was like a rainbow. When his back was shaken, the sword on his back rushed out and sent out a sound of sword sound. He rushed into the mist in front of him. The sword easily opened the fog, and soon there was a shaking of the earth and mountains, and then a loud noise rocked the sky. When the sword flew back into the scabbard behind the sword like rainbow, the fog in front of it had been dispersed, and the Tiangang Disha formation was broken. Eight square city, within the palace. Huo Qilin rushes into the air for the first time. He sees that Tiangang Disha formation is broken, and then the three men walk side by side. The woman on the left, a roll of sleeves, a whirlwind blows, and the sound of screams is deafening. All monsters rolled up by the whirlpool, no matter what their accomplishments, burst to pieces at the first time. "Whoosh, whoosh..." Lingyin, Baihu, Xuanwu, Apollo, Phoenix and others also rushed to the palace and saw three people. "Linghao is coming!" Lingyin's face changed slightly. "Who is that old man? Why have you never seen him before?" White tiger asked. "I don't know. I'm afraid it's a Protoss from another region. Walking in the middle of Linghao and Lingxiao, the weakest is the cultivation in the middle of the emperor to be. We are not their opponents. We enter the array and use the killing array to entangle them A deep voice. Several people have no impulse, quickly return to the palace. "Wait a minute. Fight. We'll hold them back. You'll find a chance to get out of here." Lingyin looks at the dignified way of Phoenix. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
