Vol 21 Chapter 750: : Patriarch of Old Black
Saint Xuanji heard a few words, and her face was as beautiful as jade with a faint smile, as tender as the moon, making the world its color.
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Above the sky.
A thin young man, wearing a black robe with long red and yellow hair scattered on the back of his head, was spreading in the wind, standing on the top of Gaoling Mountain and walking towards the southwest.
Behind him, there are two groups of red colors, like intense flames. The surging energy was flowing frantically. Obviously, this is the spirit of the power of the great saint. The thin young man was surrounded by two powerful saints. Obviously it was too bad.
"Master, according to news, the Chaos Demon King Reincarnation Hall is about to be resurrected in the near future. This time, there must be the power of all ethnic groups. First of all, we must master the martial arts of each ethnic group and the secret treasures of young leaders." In the color of blood, the sacred class The voice of the strong man is like an ancient bronze bell, containing infinite power, so that everything in the world cannot help purifying it.
"Then, the more people, the better, kill them all. Haha, do I have to be afraid of the others in this pit of sin?" A trace of pride flashed in his thin eyes, and he was burning red. The feeling of war is endless.
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Another place.
The same thing.
A gap suddenly appeared in the sky.
The numbers exist.
auzw.com The unique atmosphere of black falls between heaven and earth.
Two characters, one of them is the patriarch of Old Hei.
When he was in his twenties, he guarded the body of a young strongman and walked all the way to the southwest of Qingjiang.
The face of this young strong man is white, his pupils are like ink, and his eyebrows are as high as a knife. He is tall and powerful, as if he is a high-lifting king, and his vitality is more surging than ever before. strong. Even beyond the holy elders around him.
"Have you found the exact location?" In the tone of the young strong man, there is no doubt that hegemony and majesty.
"His Royal Highness, according to the news from the operators of several ghosts and gods in the Black Temple, the time and specific location of the reincarnation of the Chaos Lord is becoming more and more clear. I believe we will find it in a few days." One of the elders held black magic. The regiment was armed and scanned the flashing information on the token.
"His Royal Highness, another piece of news is that according to the news from the Qingjiang circle, the third friend of mankind also came to Qingjiang. She is her friend." On one side, another layer of dark mist enveloped the sacred hierarchy. The way of the elders.
"Oh? Is he here? Hey, the little girl has always resembled this boy, so I just want to see, what kind of person, dare to touch my black princess's idea, hey." The eyes of the black devil prince Shining light, said with a faint smile. Jinjier.
Carve up the east bank of Tianhe.
A majestic young man looked at his eyes rolling towards the stream southwest of Tianhe, thinking deeply.
In him, there is an almost unreal halo, like a sacred monk, he himself received the light of the Buddha, like a **** who rules all things, a brilliant light, a strange lake, in the majestic On the earth, it appeared with young people breathing for a long time. The trees on the river bank stood slowly towards him, as if they were worshipping the king again and again.
Worried that the existence of other monarchs in the city would launch a killer on Xie Chen. ..
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