Chapter 1750: Home road
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Ten Thousand Paths to Becoming a God
- Xinban Hongshuangxi
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- 2021-02-03 09:37:17
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"Is this the result you want? It may be that both lose and hurt, it may be that jade is burned, and the same is done." Lin Biao snorted at the old man.
"Big old, is this situation to be flexible, to pick it up?" Qin Qianjie's face is also full of anxiety.
The veteran veteran grabbed the armrest of the seat and the five fingers were already caught in the middle.
"Don't pick up! Killing a way to come back alive is a crucial step in his growth. Human beings need such young people. He also needs to take this step. The iron-blooded life will start from iron and blood, and it is his life to die." A voice rang in the Chamber of Deputies.
After listening to this voice, no one spoke, because this is the voice of the lord of the city.
"Look carefully! This is the road you have not walked, but he is leaving today." The voice came again, and there was no sound.
The tragic, demon-winged emperor's fighting power is tyrannical, or many people fight in the night, one night, the nightingale has been wounded, but with the nightingale's injury, another demon winged emperor was smashed by the night's emptiness. .
"There are four more! Come again!" The right leg of the nightingale was smashed. Although the body was tyrannical and the legs were not dropped, the energy had already broken the leg bones, but it was still possible to fly.
"Ah!" Lin Biao waved a punch to break the table in the hall.
The fierce battle is still going on, but the battlefield is getting closer and closer to the deserted city. The remaining four magic winged emperors know that they are close to the deserted city, but they are not afraid now. They will slam the night before they die. Kill, because they know that the nightingale is the elite of the young generation of the human race. It is the future of the human race. If you don’t kill the nightingale, then there will be more magic wing people in the hands of the nightingale.
With a bang, another demon winged emperor was pierced by the scorpion scorpion of the nightingale. K cool craft a ^ net $ 正 ☆ i version #首,发...0
Fight!
The energy in the body of the nightingale has already consumed more than half. The situation of the three emperors of the magic wing is much better than that of him. After all, their cultivation is deeper than the nightingale. They are wounded, but the energy in the body is more than the night. .
"Old bastards! Remember to me today, if I go back alive, you better not get me, get me, don't use the Devils, I will kill you." The nightingale snorted.
People who watched through divination, no one snorted, no one doubts the nightingale, the nightingale is low, and the people here can easily crush him like a dead ant, but who is doing this? Not enough.
The nightingale knows that if he goes on like this, then he will fall first.
"The field of merit!" The nightingale snorted, and the power of merit came to the field. The area of the nightingale is full of mighty golden light.
With the suppression of the field, the scorpion scorpion gun of the nightingale also broke the attack power. The deity and the avatar attacked at the same time, destroying the soul, smashing the space, destroying the real dragon scorpion at the same time, this is a full-strike attack, such an attack. He can't do it twice, and he will die if he kills his opponent.
The two demon emperors who were attacked by the nightingale, because of the high consumption, because of the influence of the tides, they did not hide, they were killed by the nightingale, and they continued to move in the middle of no night. The back of the deity was punched. Although he did not blow up his body, the energy passed through and the right chest was opened. A blood arrow shot out, and the left leg was bent in the knee. The bones were not smashed, but the flesh and veins were cut off.
"Death!" The nightingale snorted, and the scorpion rifle broke out in the hands of the golden light and flew out. This gun is overwhelming, and the energy of the body of the nightingale broke out.
The blood scorpion scorpion gun passed through the space, and the last demon winged emperor's belly, Dantian, broke through and was nailed to the dead sea bridge.
At this time, the area of the nightingale is not stable, because the consumption is too great, but the emperors of these magic wing families are all four-star kings, all of which are first entered into the emperor, so the combat strength is not powerful and outrageous.
The nightingale knows that if there is a five-star emperor and a six-star emperor, he will die now.
After eating Lingshi Lingye and Yuanyuan Lingye, the field was maintained without breaking. The night scorpion collected the blood scorpion scorpion rifle, several singular horns, storage rings and weapons of the emperor, and integrated into the deity. When the sky was gone, he couldn’t stand it anymore. The energy in his body couldn’t keep up. Lingshi Lingye and the life spirit couldn’t stand his consumption. After all, he is now a spiritual practitioner.
"Win! The emperor killed the five emperors, this is the eternal singer." Tang Zong is somewhat excited.
"It is a miracle, he is a two-star emperor!" Gu Qi is very excited.
"Open the Star Wars, affect the tides of silence, we go out to meet." The old is also very excited.
The nightingale is on the dead sea bridge, flying fast against the ground, he wants to quickly reach the deserted city, he estimates that he can still hold for a quarter of an hour, and now there is still a distance to the deserted city.
At the time of the night flight, the Starburst of Tianhuang City began to run, and the force of the stars was used to influence the tide of silence.
The pressure of the nightingale in flight was small, and after a quarter of an hour, the nightingale saw the city of Heaven.
This time it was not opened by the city wall. It was the opening of the city gate. All the Terran emperors appeared. Some of the sergeants stationed in the city also appeared on both sides of the city gate, and some commanders were also there.
The night falls on the thousands of feet outside the city, because it can't fly, it is the energy effect of the star-studded star. Just after the landing, the nightingale is still bleeding, the left hamstring is broken, and the nightingale is dragging step by step. Going forward on the left leg, it is more difficult to go. Every step forward, there will be a blood footprint, and the blood footprint is the sound of the sand.
Blood road, a real blood.
Leaving the nightingale of Tianhuang City, a white robes and a neat hair bun, but at this time he had covered his long hair and covered most of his face. The robes were full of holes, no boots, and a raging battle. The gown is just covering the instep.
The vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of life, the blood-stained robes, make the nightingale more suffocating.
The nightingale approached the gates step by step.
Lin Biao's body flashed to the nightingale and reached for the night.
"My sister, the way home, I will go by myself." The nightingale looked at Lin Biao, then shook his head and continued to walk toward the gate.
Very quiet, only the rustling at the foot of the nightingale.
"This seat will pick you up into the deserted city." The old man looked at the nightingale and said.
"This does not need to say that I am a Terran rebellious, exiled me, whether it is awkward or not, I am a black pot, I am back, I gave enough explanation?" asked the nightingale.
What do you want to say when you are old, but you don’t know how to speak.
"You are very rude after this, isn't it enough to pick you up?" Li Zongyuan glanced at the night.
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