Chapter 1263
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"What?!" There was a cry in the cave, "when did it happen?"
"Just now, we found his soul lamp out."
The poison saint, the ancestor of Shangqiu, was greatly stimulated, and the array was completely solved for a while.
A figure rushed out of the cave quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
……
BlackRock is in sight, come on!
Come on, come on
Mingran evil is carrying Nangong Beichen on his back. Jiabao is holding Tuoba Yan. Murong Xinnuo is beside Huan Qingyan and Jimo ya. Their Lingbao can't fly anymore.
All of them are seriously injured and can't get out.
There is no aura to control the flying magic weapon. It is supported by a large number of aura added spiritual dishes distributed to everyone by the magic face
Along the way, they met countless demon families, all of whom came out by fighting hard.
Seeing that he was close to the Black Rock City, the Lion King behind him was crazy. As soon as he shot thousands of miles, he was about to suppress them. At this critical moment, a soaring divine consciousness came out of the black rock city.
"Lion emperor, it's out of style to fight with the younger generation. Come on, Ben Sheng will accompany you and your demon clan subordinates!"
But I saw an old man in dark green shining in front of them like a light from the direction of Black Rock City, protecting them behind.
"It's the poison saint!"
"We're finally saved. Woo woo, we're safe!" Jiabao shed joy and tears for the rest of his life.
But at the thought that Shangqiu's dream is gone, it turns joy into sorrow, and tears flow for a long time.
Jimo Ya and Huanqing Yan help each other. Jimo Ya is the main force in the battle and always takes Huanqing Yan first, so Huanqing Yan's injury is much lighter than him.
Jimoya relied on his amazing willpower and strong body to support him until he came back. His injury was even more serious than Nangong Beichen, who was already unconscious.
"Xiaoyan, we're safe." A long sigh of relief.
The weight of half of the body depends on the phantom.
This is the performance after relaxation. Before that, he always warned himself not to fall down. He must see Xiaoyan's safety and command the escape route.
Tuoba Yan also fell on Jiabao's shoulder after relaxing.
Murong Xinnuo rubbed his hands, with joy on his poor little face.
Over there, the lion king was startled to see the emergence of the poison saint!
"Old poison? Why are you here? These young people have peeked at the treasure of our demon family. They must return it today! Otherwise, you can't afford to leave Heiyan city."
Poison saint is a small old man who is as thin as firewood. His deep wrinkles are like deep gullies. His eyes are like ancient pools and deep wells. He can't see any twists and turns. He doesn't talk much when he smells it. He stretches out his hand and sprinkles a handful of green dust material on the ground.
"Don't talk too much nonsense. If you have seed, come here!"
The Lion King took a breath of air-conditioning, "old poison, you are cruel! Today, the emperor brought his hand down and let you first. One day, the emperor will come alone and meet you for a while..."
If the other half saints of the Terran were here, the lion king would not be so afraid.
The poison saint is different. In terms of his ability to fight alone, he may not be as good as other human race semi saints, but in terms of group fighting, no one is his opponent. He is simply a demon killing monster on the battlefield.
With his war, there was almost no grass, and the demon clan suffered heavy casualties.
The lion king can't cross the area where he has just sprinkled poison powder with any more demon families.
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"What?!" There was a cry in the cave, "when did it happen?"
"Just now, we found his soul lamp out."
The poison saint, the ancestor of Shangqiu, was greatly stimulated, and the array was completely solved for a while.
A figure rushed out of the cave quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
……
BlackRock is in sight, come on!
Come on, come on
Mingran evil is carrying Nangong Beichen on his back. Jiabao is holding Tuoba Yan. Murong Xinnuo is beside Huan Qingyan and Jimo ya. Their Lingbao can't fly anymore.
All of them are seriously injured and can't get out.
There is no aura to control the flying magic weapon. It is supported by a large number of aura added spiritual dishes distributed to everyone by the magic face
Along the way, they met countless demon families, all of whom came out by fighting hard.
Seeing that he was close to the Black Rock City, the Lion King behind him was crazy. As soon as he shot thousands of miles, he was about to suppress them. At this critical moment, a soaring divine consciousness came out of the black rock city.
"Lion emperor, it's out of style to fight with the younger generation. Come on, Ben Sheng will accompany you and your demon clan subordinates!"
But I saw an old man in dark green shining in front of them like a light from the direction of Black Rock City, protecting them behind.
"It's the poison saint!"
"We're finally saved. Woo woo, we're safe!" Jiabao shed joy and tears for the rest of his life.
But at the thought that Shangqiu's dream is gone, it turns joy into sorrow, and tears flow for a long time.
Jimo Ya and Huanqing Yan help each other. Jimo Ya is the main force in the battle and always takes Huanqing Yan first, so Huanqing Yan's injury is much lighter than him.
Jimoya relied on his amazing willpower and strong body to support him until he came back. His injury was even more serious than Nangong Beichen, who was already unconscious.
"Xiaoyan, we're safe." A long sigh of relief.
The weight of half of the body depends on the phantom.
This is the performance after relaxation. Before that, he always warned himself not to fall down. He must see Xiaoyan's safety and command the escape route.
Tuoba Yan also fell on Jiabao's shoulder after relaxing.
Murong Xinnuo rubbed his hands, with joy on his poor little face.
Over there, the lion king was startled to see the emergence of the poison saint!
"Old poison? Why are you here? These young people have peeked at the treasure of our demon family. They must return it today! Otherwise, you can't afford to leave Heiyan city."
Poison saint is a small old man who is as thin as firewood. His deep wrinkles are like deep gullies. His eyes are like ancient pools and deep wells. He can't see any twists and turns. He doesn't talk much when he smells it. He stretches out his hand and sprinkles a handful of green dust material on the ground.
"Don't talk too much nonsense. If you have seed, come here!"
The Lion King took a breath of air-conditioning, "old poison, you are cruel! Today, the emperor brought his hand down and let you first. One day, the emperor will come alone and meet you for a while..."
If the other half saints of the Terran were here, the lion king would not be so afraid.
The poison saint is different. In terms of his ability to fight alone, he may not be as good as other human race semi saints, but in terms of group fighting, no one is his opponent. He is simply a demon killing monster on the battlefield.
With his war, there was almost no grass, and the demon clan suffered heavy casualties.
The lion king can't cross the area where he has just sprinkled poison powder with any more demon families.
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
"What?!" There was a cry in the cave, "when did it happen?""Just now, we found his soul lamp out."The poison saint, the ancestor of Shangqiu, was greatly stimulated, and the array was completely solved for a while.A figure rushed out of the cave quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.BlackRock is in sight, come on!Come on, come onMingran evil is carrying Nangong Beichen on his back. Jiabao is holding Tuoba Yan. Murong Xinnuo is beside Huan Qingyan and Jimo ya. Their Lingbao can't fly anymore.All of them are seriously injured and can't get out.There is no aura to control the flying magic weapon. It is supported by a large number of aura added spiritual dishes distributed to everyone by the magic faceAlong the way, they met countless demon families, all of whom came out by fighting hard.Seeing that he was close to the Black Rock City, the Lion King behind him was crazy. As soon as he shot thousands of miles, he was about to suppress them. At this critical moment, a soaring divine consciousness came out of the black rock city."Lion emperor, it's out of style to fight with the younger generation. Come on, Ben Sheng will accompany you and your demon clan subordinates!"But I saw an old man in dark green shining in front of them like a light from the direction of Black Rock City, protecting them behind."It's the poison saint!""We're finally saved. Woo woo, we're safe!" Jiabao shed joy and tears for the rest of his life.But at the thought that Shangqiu's dream is gone, it turns joy into sorrow, and tears flow for a long time.Jimo Ya and Huanqing Yan help each other. Jimo Ya is the main force in the battle and always takes Huanqing Yan first, so Huanqing Yan's injury is much lighter than him.Jimoya relied on his amazing willpower and strong body to support him until he came back. His injury was even more serious than Nangong Beichen, who was already unconscious."Xiaoyan, we're safe." A long sigh of relief.The weight of half of the body depends on the phantom.This is the performance after relaxation. Before that, he always warned himself not to fall down. He must see Xiaoyan's safety and command the escape route.Tuoba Yan also fell on Jiabao's shoulder after relaxing.Murong Xinnuo rubbed his hands, with joy on his poor little face.Over there, the lion king was startled to see the emergence of the poison saint!"Old poison? Why are you here? These young people have peeked at the treasure of our demon family. They must return it today! Otherwise, you can't afford to leave Heiyan city."Poison saint is a small old man who is as thin as firewood. His deep wrinkles are like deep gullies. His eyes are like ancient pools and deep wells. He can't see any twists and turns. He doesn't talk much when he smells it. He stretches out his hand and sprinkles a handful of green dust material on the ground."Don't talk too much nonsense. If you have seed, come here!"The Lion King took a breath of air-conditioning, "old poison, you are cruel! Today, the emperor brought his hand down and let you first. One day, the emperor will come alone and meet you for a while..."If the other half saints of the Terran were here, the lion king would not be so afraid.The poison saint is different. In terms of his ability to fight alone, he may not be as good as other human race semi saints, but in terms of group fighting, no one is his opponent. He is simply a demon killing monster on the battlefield.With his war, there was almost no grass, and the demon clan suffered heavy casualties.The lion king can't cross the area where he has just sprinkled poison powder with any more demon families.This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
