The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

390. Chapter 390 Return of the Moon (Second)

    In the eyes of the yellow giant bird, the light is shining and overlooking the 20,000-strong army.

    In its eyes, these armyes are no different from ants.

    "The master has something else to do, you will let the Young Master command."The yellow bird is indifferent and speaks loudly.

    Shua!

    A cloud of clouds flew over the sky, and the number of Daoist Shadows was visible.

    That is a young man holding a sword, a bloody sword, and a scorpion blood qi.

    The face of high spirits is arrogant.

    Although the cultivation base only feathers the 3rd layer, it can be followed by a green robe old man, but it is the generation of the 4th Layer.

    "It's you!"The Dark Lord City Lord took a sigh of relief, and it was hatred and anger.

    That yellow bird, isn't it the Monster Beast that destroyed the Darkmoon City?

    There is also the blood sword youth, isn’t it the Wu Master Young Master that comes along with the same?

    Deep in the dark forest, there are many human forces, the most mysterious of which is the Wu nationality.

    "Oh, Dark Lord City Lord, I trust you have been well since we last met !"Wu Yaoyue said: "I didn't expect you to be the next ancestor Sir. If you know this, you should give you a face and leave the Darkmoon City."

    The Wu nationality stepped the butchers to declare the Wu nationality to be born! A sensation in the northern continent.

    However, it is only a foreplay. The Wu people really sensationalize the mainland. .

    The Dark Lord City Lord is too angry to say that Han Jiang Lin Geng is a singer, under the demon, no one dares to resist.

    Wu Yaoyue overlooks the earth, sweeps through the ruined Feng Ming Pavilion, sweeps over 20,000 troops, sweeps across the millions of mountains and rivers in the northern continent.

    "haha ha. The world is all owned by my family! After hundreds of years, my family returned to the mainland, and the king is on the horizon! ”Wu Yaoyue smiles proudly between the clouds.

    After the speech, he smiled and said: "I announced that the Northern China Alliance was officially established! My ancestors are in the position of the Alliance Lord, and they are all dependent! ”

    I was shocked.

    Wu nationality, Wu Yaoyue, who is the ancestor? How come to get the sufficiency to sit on the northern continent, and see the world?

    Moreover, what is the meaning of "my family return".

    Wu nationality, has it been on the mainland, quite famous?

    Wu Yaoyue looked up and sighed: "At the same time, there is one more thing!" That is, my family is completely re-named! ”

    "The surname of the Wu nationality, we have been carrying too long, it is time to use our own surname, to appear on the mainland!"

    This surname? Are they not surnamed Wu?

    "The Eight Greats, the descendants of the Moon, the Moon Demon, pray to the ancestors here, the Moon, come back!!"

    什么？

    Eight ancient people, the dead moon! !

    When the Dark Kings went out, swept the Liuhe, annihilated the Moon, the Imprisonment, and hundreds of years ago, the mainland powerhouse is still fresh in memory.

    The dying moon family actually reappeared!

    And, once it appears, take control of the Northern China Alliance, overlooking the world!

    Wu Yaoyue, Moon Demon!

    Wu nationality, is the moon family!

    That is, the legendary, ancient family that has been extinct for hundreds of years, the moon!

    Deep in the dark forest, incognito.

    Therefore, they are isolated from the world, conceal their identity and quietly multiply.

    Today, it turned out!

    “Who is not convinced?”Wu Yaoyue is full of enthusiasm, and if he is in control of the king of the world.

    Where is the sorrow, all the heart is scared, who dares to resist?

    Han Jianglin, Dark Lord City Lord, is not as good as it is.

    The two looked at each other and both kneel down: "Welcome to the moon!"

    Can rely on the moon family, attached to the divine ability of the vast majority of the ancestors of the month, for Han Jianglin, is a blessing.

    The Dark Lord City Lord, even if he does not want to bow to another eight ancient people, but if he dares to show a half-point violation at this moment, the end is to listen to the snow landlord.

    Fengxian stunned and laughed, with a few points to please, falling off the side of Wu Yaoyue, 乖巧盈盈礼礼: "pays respects to Yue Meng Young Master."

    Between words, from time to time, cast a few traces of graceful waves containing holy aura.

    Holiness and flattering are all tempting.

    The moon demon laughed and took the opportunity to put Fengxian into his arms: "What about God?" You plan with him to make a dramatic change in the Northland. Why don't you see people? ”

    Fengxian's face was reddish and indifferent: "A useless waste was killed by Yin Yu."

    Silver feather? The moon demon smashed and his face was cold: "It is him!"

    Pushing the impatiens, the moon demon is flashing cold and murderous.

    Fengxian is puzzled and full of grievances.

    For a moment of silence, the moon demon said coldly: "There is another thing to announce!"

    "This Young Master, married after January, banquets for the world."The green robe old man took out two invitations and threw them to Han Jianglin and the Dark Lord City Lord.

    Finally, the moon demon also took out a piece and stuffed it into Fengxian’s arms: “Fenger, you have to come.”

    Feng Xian was stiff and held an invitation, and his heart was unwilling.

    Ink dance, that woman! Moon demon is not a woman!

    Who is more beautiful than her, more noble than her temperament, more powerful than her talent?

    “Thank you for the Young Master of the Moon, Fengxian must go to the banquet.”Feng Xian Ying smiled, and in the depths of his eyes, he was a vicious color.

    Han Jianglin was hesitating for a moment and asked: "Dare to ask the Young Master, the ancestors." Oh, the Alliance Lord?

    A wrinkle between the moon and the eyebrows: "We will leave first, it is said that we are chasing a Heaven Defying."

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    The Condor Saint is flying fast.

    Half a month, but flying thousands of miles.

    At this time, it is already near the edge of the northern and central continents.

    The mainland is the place where the dark dynasty sits.

    "Stop, rest."Half a month in a row, the Condor Saint is also a bit too much to eat.

    The entire group falls on a giant stone.

    The eagle sacred priest glanced at the trio and sneered: "It’s a long life to die."

    Half a month ago, Su Yu, who was on the verge of death, was still alive after half a month.

    And, it seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

    At least for the moment, the breathing is smooth and the consciousness is clear.

    On the other hand, Ling Xiaotian, tired and tired, half a month, as if he was ten years old.

    Feng Ming, the owner, is also a bit tired.

    The three silently, quietly lying on the giant stone.

    The Condor St. King looked up to the sky and looked at the endless sky: "It's time."

    No one understands what this means.

    Suddenly, a prophet took out a bottle of aquamarine liquid from his sleeve and ended it in front of Ling Xiaotian.

    "Ling Palace Lord, tired for many days, this bottle of soul liquid and spirit qi, drink it, it is good for your body, so that you can defend yourself in this department, and we will not let us fall and hurt you, torture Suspect."The admiral said with no expression.

    Ling Xiaotian took it, but did not take it.

    Su Yu is conscious of her numbness, her body is numb, like puppet.

    His fleshly body, already Death.

    The injury is too heavy, and it collapses too much. In the middle of the month, the vast majority of fleshly body death can smear a smothering smell.

    However, what Su Yu can't understand is that he is still alive in this state.

    Suyan, Su Yu looked at the jade bottle, his face changed slightly, and he secretly pulled Ling Xiaotian's sleeves, whispering: "Don't drink."

    Ling Xiaotian nodded lightly and looked up at the Condor Saint: "Is it still decided?"

    "Or, is it still planned to go well?"

    The sacred sacred priest, back to Ling Xiaotian, sneer sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Ling Xiaotian, don't blame me, Bailuo Shengjun has asked you for allegiance, it is your swearing to death, falling to the present level, resentment."

    Ling Xiaotian took some smirk, made some sorrows, and made some attachments: "Yes! I really look for bitterness, and I really can’t blame others, but I have never regretted it. ”

    "My Ling Xiaotian has always been loyal to the king. This is the grace of my reward, Bailuo Shengjun, but trifling a holy prince, what qualifications, asked me to switch to his door? Does he think he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the king? ”

    The Condor Saint is laughing as usual: "Oh, since the kings swept the Liuhe in hundreds of years, shocking the heavens, after reviving the dynasty, they will not hide."

    "All matters are handled by the Holy King. You are relying on Bailuo Shengjun. Why not?"The sacred priest faintly shook his head: "It’s hard to hear, the king is still alive now, and he is talking between the two."

    "Seven Great Saints, for hundreds of years, only remember that Feather Saint can meet him, whether he is alive, no research!"

    Ling Xiaotian’s eyes suddenly sharpened: “A nonsense!”

    "The king of force is a god, it is called Creation. It is a thousand years of immortality. What is trifling for hundreds of years?"Ling Xiaotian is extremely respectful to the Dark King.

    The sacred sacred priest sneered and shook his head: "Believe it or not, but I can tell you that not only us, but other saints are also skeptical. Recalling Feather Saint is a piece of chess that is controlled by a certain force. The purpose is to pass She, the false king of the king insisted, ordered the dark dynasty!"

    In this regard, Ling Xiaotian silently.

    The Dark King has not gone out for hundreds of years, and no one knows what life or death is.

    There have been cases where someone has sent a false message.

    Recalling Feather Saint, this mysterious woman is unusually abrupt and has become a new generation of holy princes, and is extremely valued by the Dark King. Only he can enter and retreat to the king's retreat and convey the will of the king.

    To her suspicion, six Great Saint Jun, tacit.

    Therefore, Bailuo Shengjun has the self-reliance and embraces the power of the Dark Emperor, and tries to recall the reaction of Feather Saint.

    Once she confirmed her false message, she became a dark king and took control of the dynasty.

    Today, most of the imperial dynasties are also hosted by Bailuo Shengjun.

    For example, order the Condor sacred take action, bring Ling Xiaotian back, no, half-way assassination.

    "Bai Luo Shengjun gave you the opportunity to choose, but unfortunately, you have chosen another way, as the confidant of the king, only to kill you, when I come to arrest you, you should have thought about your Destiny How?"

    Ling Xiaotian nodded silently.

    When the Condor Saint appeared, he knew that the so-called fair disposal was nothing but fantasy.

    Bai Luo Sheng Jun does not allow him to live, this is everything.

    "Since I know, then, on the road, I really don't want to take action on you."The sacred priest is revealing the feelings of desolateness.

    Ling Xiaotian laughed happily: "I don't want to take action on me, but I can't take action, so as not to leave traces, I am found on you, right?"

    The sacred sacred priest’s face is a stiff face, and a fascinating cool color emerges: “You know, just sip it!”

    He died in the northern continent, and anyone would suspect that it was the Holy Eagle.

    Only at the junction of the North and Central China, the terrain is sinister, and there are many vicious people hiding this place.

    They were attacked by murderers, and Ling Xiaotian died inadvertently. This is the best account.