Chapter 704: 1 stroke of life and death
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War God Long Ao
- Zero Zero Nine
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- 2021-02-27 02:33:18
Do not give them the slightest chance to justify.
Long Ao sneered scornfully and asked: "How dare they swear to the sky that they would kill Shaofu's boss Botian?"
swear?
Of course they did not dare to swear.
Until this moment, the two were not sure whether Wei Botian would kill himself if the two of them were true, but would they really kill Wei Botian?
The two were so shocked that they were both shocked that they chose to be silent and that the two elders really killed Shaofu?
This matter can be big or small.
If the two really kill the Shaofu master, it is tantamount to betraying the Netherfu.
"Hahaha boy doesn't need to break through the Soul Tower to kill the Shaofu master so well."
Waiting for the two of them, Long Ao, to continue: "Dare you dare to do nothing."
Long Ao just came to the end of his twenties.
Seeing the sudden appearance of more than twenty people in front of Long Ao's face suddenly changed, because everyone was completely the same.
The two standing at the forefront were the ancestor of Youfu Mansion, the Great Emperor Youyou, and the main defender of Youfu Mansion.
Wei Mo's face was hard to see. He loved his son to be killed at this moment. Wei Mo was like a volcanic eruption and he couldn't wait to smash the other person directly.
"Killed my son?"
Wei Mowei Bo Tian Lao Tzu is also the owner of the Nether House.
Lengheng looked at the two emperor warriors with a sneer: "The Lord ’s son should not have been asked if he was killed."
Without giving them two chances to explain, Long Ao continued: "These two so-called elders just strangled the so-called Master Wei Botian as soon as they saw it."
"Abandoned young hand over the nether blood chart."
After hearing this, the two elders were shocked. The Wei Mofu master was right next to him and he really believed that the two of them were really troublesome.
Wei Mo certainly does not believe in Long Ao.
"kill."
Simply one word in Wei Mo's opinion, as long as you kill the other side, the ghostly blood chart can naturally come back, so why not waste it.
And several of the great emperor martial arts, including two titled emperors, once swarmed up, even if Long Ao embraces the space, the teleportation may be killed instantly.
Long Ao knows this clearly.
"Won't they die in the nautical charts?"
With a humming sound, Long Ao said that he had no way to turn directly and jumped towards the cliff. He disappeared without a trace.
Jumped down?
Seeing the other person suddenly jumped down, all of them were in a circle. It was a shame that they regretted Long Ao's life and paid attention to the ghostly blood chart on Long Ao.
Who dares to go down the cliff?
Even the martial arts might not dare to go down.
"Long Ao."
Long proud?
Of course, for the Great Emperor of the Nether Emperor, Long Aimou and the Great Emperor, of course, you must know that during this time, you can say less between the Netherworld and Long Ao each time.
Repeatedly struck by Nether House, remembering Long Ao's name deeply.
"Old ancestor Long Ao?" Until this moment, Wei Mo didn't quite believe that the enemy, Long Ao, had risen to the legendary teenager in just a few years.
Don't Wei Mo even if they don't believe that staring at the Nether Emperor wants to get the exact answer.
"Although I had a side with Long Ao, though I was disguised, I could recognize that Long Ao came this time and wanted to get the ghostly sea chart."
"Why did the ancestor Long Ao take the nether blood chart?"
Wei Mo still can't figure it out, except for the few people who know the nether blood map of Nether House.
"Unless accidental, Long Ao gets the Ghost Blood Chart. If you want to help Long Zong get through it, no wonder how to know the Ghost Blood Chart."
The ghost of the Nether Emperor scolded Long Ao and jumped into the cliff with the Nether Blood chart to the nether palace.
"Anyway, Long Ao's death here must be kept secret, no matter who passed it out to kill without pardon."
People who heard the old ancestors were very skeptical about what they meant.
The Nether Emperor thought about it and finally replied: "Long Ao can deter three of them because of certain restrictions. They can't eliminate the three so that they must be deterred all the time?"
Understand the fur but everyone at the deeper level cannot understand.
Under the Nether Cliff.
The dark mist lingered at all and couldn't see the surrounding conditions. Long Ao jumped and already set aside life and death because he knew very well that he would end up dead even if he didn't jump.
That being the case, it's better to fight for life and death.
That is why Long Ao leaped down and there was still a hint of luck.
Well, there was a painful sound in his mouth.
Difficulty opened his eyes, Long Ao, and looked at the surrounding environment. The pain came from within the body ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Is it difficult to die? "
Shaking his head, Long Ao suddenly understood that when he came to one thing, he would die, and he would not die.
Not dead?
Surprised in my heart, I endured the pain coming from my body. Long Ao sat up hard and sat around the dark mist to figure out the state. Long Ao's face changed suddenly because it was found that the dark mist around the soul eroded the soul. If it was slow, it would be eroded by 25. Unthinkable.
Under the Nether Cliff?
Long Ao has already seen the three words of the Nether Cliff, although I don't know where the Nether Cliff is, it is still clear that the place is definitely not simple, and the black mist is not ordinary power.
An air hood was immediately arranged to exclude the surrounding forces from Longao and immediately acted instead to cultivate quietly. The desolate body guarding Long Ao fundamentally did not recover from injury in just a few hours. He stood up almost at the same time and looked at the situation around him. This endless black place can't see what's going on farther away, but Long Ao is careful everywhere and dare not take the slightest care, because the black mist can erode the soul in the body, and it will be directly immersed in a place of no avail.