Chapter 1445: : Under the Three Emperors?

Dead silence!
For thousands of kilometers, there was a dead silence, and only occasionally I heard the pain and sorrow of the Xuanwu practitioners.
Hiss
All the onlookers looked at the Xuanwu practitioners and took a breath.
No one would have thought that not only would Mo Nan take the initiative to attack the practitioners of the Xuanwu tribe, but he would also easily win!
Even the goddess of the sea, who was hiding behind Mo Nan, looked at the back of Mo Nan's mighty face in shock at this time, and her heart was scared.
You know that the strength of this big devil is so horrible that she would not attack Mo Nan when she was killed a month ago!
Fortunately, I have just talked to the big devil head. If I really rush this big devil head, it is very likely that she will restrain her soul and use the soul-searching technique to find the whereabouts of the fairy girl from her memory.
The spirit of the goddess Hailing became more and more afraid, and there was a cold chill from the soul to the body.
"Jin Long, you are responsible for protecting her safety for the past two months. When she feels the origin of the law, her back to the sea."
Mo Nan said to Jin Long standing not far away.
With Jinlong's strength, even if the three great kings of the northern starry shot, he also has a battle force, which can completely guarantee the safety of the goddess Hailing.
"Rest assured, I will definitely send her back to the sea without any damage." Jin Long and his heart share, naturally knowing the importance of light cold to Mo Nan.
"Then ... what about the basalt sacred armor, Daemon ... do you still give it to me?"
At this moment, the goddess Hailing didn't have the slightest confidence to face Mo Nan.
"Xuanwu sacred armor is just a hot potato for you. During this time, let the old pigs take care of it for you, and then bring you back to the sea two months later."
Mo Nan said, and took out the basalt sacred armor that the goddess of sea spirit put into his hand, and threw it to the old pig.
Mo Nan has the power of hundreds of billions of blood from the eastern starry sky. This basalt armor is like a chicken rib to him.
If the old pig can get the basalt inheritance from this basalt armor, it can just make up for the defect of his backwardness.
An old pig with an artifact knowing the Xuanwu heritage, even if he is a practitioner in the face of huahua, he can protect himself.
"Boss rest assured, I must take care of this Xuanwu Sacred Armor!"
The old pig quickly promised that he understood Mo Nan's intentions and was moved.
He just said that he wanted to grab the basalt sacred armor to perceive the basalt inheritance, and Mo Nan gave him the basalt sacred armor to keep it. This clearly allows him to take the opportunity to feel the basalt heritage!
"Remember you promised me that if my words didn't reach the fairy maiden, the entire sea area would be buried for this!"
Mo Nan turned to look at the goddess of sea spirit, his gaze was like a sword, which made people dare not look straight.
How could the goddess Hailing dare to disagree at this time, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
With the strength shown by Mo Nan, it seems unrealistic to kill all the waters.
But there is a kind of intuition in the goddess Hailing. If you don't pass the word to the fairy fairy, the man in front of you will really destroy the sea family!
"Hmm! Stealing my family's treasure, hurting my family's practitioners, is it true that my basalt family is unmanned!"
At this moment, a voice containing anger came from the Xuanwu tribe's Xingshuo and resounded through the entire Black Emperor Cliff.
The crowd looked for a sound, and saw a middle-aged man in a turquoise brocade flying off the star shuttle, and a few flickering figures appeared in the void above everyone's heads.
Standing in vain, he looked down at a group of practitioners.
Subsequently, a strong and powerful coercion spread from the middle-aged people, and the onlookers only felt as if they were carrying a heavy burden and quickly bowed to the ground.
"Meet the Patriarch!"
"Chief Qi Qi, this person not only blatantly shielded the demon girl who stole my family's treasure, but also rewarded us for his strength in entering the realm!"
"Patriarch, you have to decide for us!"
After seeing the people, the heavily injured Xuanwu practitioners kneeled down and worshiped, crying and complaining about the guilt of Mo Nan.
what! Xuanwu clan head shot!
The onlookers, after learning the identity of the middle-aged man, could not help looking at Mo Nan and his group with a pitying look.
The head of the basalt tribe has a basaltic heritage, and he led the Turtle tribe with his own power, occupying three planes.
Whether it is personal strength or family power, there are countable existences throughout the starry sky.
It is also rumored that the Xuanwu clan leader has already cultivated to the late stage of entering the kingdom, and his strength is only under the three emperors!
"Did you steal the treasure of my clan and hurt the practitioners of my clan?"
The head of the Xuanwu tribe looked down at Mo Nan and his party, looking angry.
Mo Nan and his team all concealed their strength. In the eyes of the Xuanwu clan chief, Mo Nan was only in the middle of immigration.
Mo Nan looked up at the head of the Xuanwu clan, then slowly raised his right hand.
The Xuanwu tribe in front of them and the Xuanwu tribe in the eastern sky, although the names are the same, are not a race at all, so Mo Nan does not have to talk about any emotions.
Banging ~
Suddenly, the situation changed drastically, the divine power surging, and finally condensed into a huge palm above the head of the Xuanwu tribe.
"I'm not used to others standing on my head. Come down first!"
Mo Nan said, his right hand suddenly pressed down fiercely.
I saw that giant palm followed Mo Nan's gesture and slowly pressed down.
A group of monks looked up at the huge palm falling from the sky, panic-stricken, and gave birth to an inexplicable throb.
For these practitioners, it was not just a giant palm that fell, but the sky.
The sky is falling!
The basal patriarch under the giant palm, after feeling the horrible divine power carried on the giant palm, quickly lucked out all the magic power and held up his palms to resist.
Huh!
After the third breath, the patriarch of the Xuanwu clan felt a sweet throat and couldn't help spitting a spit of blood.
Then the whole person fell from a high altitude and crashed to the ground, smashing a human-shaped pothole on the ground.
"What! I'm not mistaken, did the Xuanwu clan lose like this?"
"But that is the patriarch of the Xuanwu tribe, even the slap of the big devil can't resist it!"
"Isn't that the patriarch of the Xuanwu tribe is terrifying. Is it only under the Three Emperors, why is it so unbearable?"
"It's not that the patriarch of the Xuanwu tribe is too weak, but that the big devil is too strong! No wonder the black emperor will converse with this big devil."
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The onlookers were stunned at this time, and wiped their eyes in disbelief, fearing that they read wrong.
In the minds of these practitioners, entering into the realm is a towering mountain, without any offense or disrespect.
However, today, the mountains in their hearts were overturned with a slap ...
As for those Xuanwu practitioners who cried and complained about Mo Nan's guilt, watching his family head slap into the ground by Mo Nan, he couldn't help shrinking his neck.
"It's much more pleasing to look at it like this."
In front of the big pit smashed by the basalt patriarch, Mo Nan looked at the basal patriarch who was continuously drawn out in the pit and asked lightly:
"What? Don't you have opinions?"