Chapter 1416: 1416
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Besides, there is one end of the iron shackle, which is hidden in the ground. It is very difficult to get rid of the other.
Now we can only corrode the black gold with evil Qi.
But black gold is tough, and it will take a little time to corrode with evil gas.
Murong Xinnuo did not check for a moment, and then he suffered a secret loss. He did not show on the surface, but his heart had already killed a secret surge.
Ben also wanted to give these people a good time. It seems that they have to know how to be a demon!
The spiritual realm.
The saints gathered together and waited nervously.
Suddenly, a burst of white light rose from the lower world, broke through the barrier and penetrated into the land of the spiritual realm.
After a while, the earth began to shake, the river dried up, and huge cracks wound out from the depths of the ground, dividing the spiritual realm into several large pieces.
Saints in this is almost a huge shaking, standing steadily, one by one look very nervous looking at the depths of the ground.
In the hope of the saints, a golden light rises slowly, which is the will power of the spiritual realm.
Since now, the saint's eyes have been filled with tears.
The calligrapher has always been calm and self-sustaining. There is hardly a trace of movement on his face which has not had any expression for thousands of years.
Cold long eyes, flash a glimmer of joy, has always been ruthless cold thin lips, now a little bit of arc, just like the spring breeze across the sea, a tree of flowers.
The sages, who were almost used to reading the book saint's cold face, couldn't help losing their mind for a moment.
The calligrapher is still the most calm, and soon converges that trace of joy. His eyes look at the distance, where there is a stream of black gas, and the murderous rushed over.
"Be careful, everyone. The queen of demons is here!"
The saints immediately restrained their good mood, took out their magic weapon, and waited for it seriously.
In the sky, in the rolling black clouds, a woman with bright features, dark skin and blue light, with a cold face and a pair of eyes as red as the brightest gem, looking at the sage below is like looking at a group of mole ants.
For hundreds of years, she thought that this group of ants had been tamed, or at least scared.
Even if they have some small movements, she sees them as nothing but things, even if they get along with each other to seek their own way to deal with the lower bound.
In her eyes, it was just a farce. She connived at it. She wanted to see what kind of tricks these ants could turn out.
In her mind, these low-level residents, no matter how cunning, in the face of absolute strength, they are only humiliating themselves.
But now, such a clear provocation, this is a living face.
Absolutely can't bear it!
After seeing the golden light, the black cloud seemed to be afraid and stopped in the air. After hesitating for a moment, she tried to retreat.
Where can the saints allow the empress to escape, the calligrapher recites a magic spell in his mouth. With a wave of the pen in his hand, a force of will is taken up by the pen, and a trapped word is formed quickly in the air.
"Go -" the calligrapher stopped drinking, and the golden trapped words rushed at the empress of the demon, trapping the black cloud and the empress inside.
The rest of the saints also used magic weapons, borrowed the power of will, and used various means to surround the empress.
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Besides, there is one end of the iron shackle, which is hidden in the ground. It is very difficult to get rid of the other.
Now we can only corrode the black gold with evil Qi.
But black gold is tough, and it will take a little time to corrode with evil gas.
Murong Xinnuo did not check for a moment, and then he suffered a secret loss. He did not show on the surface, but his heart had already killed a secret surge.
Ben also wanted to give these people a good time. It seems that they have to know how to be a demon!
The spiritual realm.
The saints gathered together and waited nervously.
Suddenly, a burst of white light rose from the lower world, broke through the barrier and penetrated into the land of the spiritual realm.
After a while, the earth began to shake, the river dried up, and huge cracks wound out from the depths of the ground, dividing the spiritual realm into several large pieces.
Saints in this is almost a huge shaking, standing steadily, one by one look very nervous looking at the depths of the ground.
In the hope of the saints, a golden light rises slowly, which is the will power of the spiritual realm.
Since now, the saint's eyes have been filled with tears.
The calligrapher has always been calm and self-sustaining. There is hardly a trace of movement on his face which has not had any expression for thousands of years.
Cold long eyes, flash a glimmer of joy, has always been ruthless cold thin lips, now a little bit of arc, just like the spring breeze across the sea, a tree of flowers.
The sages, who were almost used to reading the book saint's cold face, couldn't help losing their mind for a moment.
The calligrapher is still the most calm, and soon converges that trace of joy. His eyes look at the distance, where there is a stream of black gas, and the murderous rushed over.
"Be careful, everyone. The queen of demons is here!"
The saints immediately restrained their good mood, took out their magic weapon, and waited for it seriously.
In the sky, in the rolling black clouds, a woman with bright features, dark skin and blue light, with a cold face and a pair of eyes as red as the brightest gem, looking at the sage below is like looking at a group of mole ants.
For hundreds of years, she thought that this group of ants had been tamed, or at least scared.
Even if they have some small movements, she sees them as nothing but things, even if they get along with each other to seek their own way to deal with the lower bound.
In her eyes, it was just a farce. She connived at it. She wanted to see what kind of tricks these ants could turn out.
In her mind, these low-level residents, no matter how cunning, in the face of absolute strength, they are only humiliating themselves.
But now, such a clear provocation, this is a living face.
Absolutely can't bear it!
After seeing the golden light, the black cloud seemed to be afraid and stopped in the air. After hesitating for a moment, she tried to retreat.
Where can the saints allow the empress to escape, the calligrapher recites a magic spell in his mouth. With a wave of the pen in his hand, a force of will is taken up by the pen, and a trapped word is formed quickly in the air.
"Go -" the calligrapher stopped drinking, and the golden trapped words rushed at the empress of the demon, trapping the black cloud and the empress inside.
The rest of the saints also used magic weapons, borrowed the power of will, and used various means to surround the empress.
www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Besides, there is one end of the iron shackle, which is hidden in the ground. It is very difficult to get rid of the other. Now we can only corrode the black gold with evil Qi. But black gold is tough, and it will take a little time to corrode with evil gas. Murong Xinnuo did not check for a moment, and then he suffered a secret loss. He did not show on the surface, but his heart had already killed a secret surge. Ben also wanted to give these people a good time. It seems that they have to know how to be a demon! The spiritual realm. The saints gathered together and waited nervously. Suddenly, a burst of white light rose from the lower world, broke through the barrier and penetrated into the land of the spiritual realm. After a while, the earth began to shake, the river dried up, and huge cracks wound out from the depths of the ground, dividing the spiritual realm into several large pieces. Saints in this is almost a huge shaking, standing steadily, one by one look very nervous looking at the depths of the ground. In the hope of the saints, a golden light rises slowly, which is the will power of the spiritual realm. Since now, the saint's eyes have been filled with tears. The calligrapher has always been calm and self-sustaining. There is hardly a trace of movement on his face which has not had any expression for thousands of years. Cold long eyes, flash a glimmer of joy, has always been ruthless cold thin lips, now a little bit of arc, just like the spring breeze across the sea, a tree of flowers. The sages, who were almost used to reading the book saint's cold face, couldn't help losing their mind for a moment. The calligrapher is still the most calm, and soon converges that trace of joy. His eyes look at the distance, where there is a stream of black gas, and the murderous rushed over. "Be careful, everyone. The queen of demons is here!" The saints immediately restrained their good mood, took out their magic weapon, and waited for it seriously. In the sky, in the rolling black clouds, a woman with bright features, dark skin and blue light, with a cold face and a pair of eyes as red as the brightest gem, looking at the sage below is like looking at a group of mole ants. For hundreds of years, she thought that this group of ants had been tamed, or at least scared. Even if they have some small movements, she sees them as nothing but things, even if they get along with each other to seek their own way to deal with the lower bound. In her eyes, it was just a farce. She connived at it. She wanted to see what kind of tricks these ants could turn out. In her mind, these low-level residents, no matter how cunning, in the face of absolute strength, they are only humiliating themselves. But now, such a clear provocation, this is a living face. Absolutely can't bear it! After seeing the golden light, the black cloud seemed to be afraid and stopped in the air. After hesitating for a moment, she tried to retreat. Where can the saints allow the empress to escape, the calligrapher recites a magic spell in his mouth. With a wave of the pen in his hand, a force of will is taken up by the pen, and a trapped word is formed quickly in the air. "Go -" the calligrapher stopped drinking, and the golden trapped words rushed at the empress of the demon, trapping the black cloud and the empress inside. The rest of the saints also used magic weapons, borrowed the power of will, and used various means to surround the empress. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
