Chapter 387： Saint King Drive (1/2)
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81_81261 Casting an artifact does not necessarily rely on aura.
This spear not only defeated three middle-order artifacts with one enemy and three, but also the master of the artifact, which broke the flesh!
”Extinction! World! Long! Spear! This, this ... This is the town hall artifact of the northern continent's dynasty!” Han Jianglin was dismayed.
The Lord of the Dark Moon shrank his pupils fiercely, fear, and a face appeared: ”Yes, it is Ling Xiaotian, he is here!”
Listening to the landlord Xue also stared: ”Why would he come?”
..
The spear trembled, flying an afterimage from a distance, standing on top of the spear.
Fengshenjunlang, Jianmeixingmu, personable, who is not Ling Xiaotian?
However, compared with the previous self-defeating anger, Ling Xiaotian at this moment looks cold.
”Slaughtering women, bullying the wounded, is this the self-proclaimed righteousness and the orthodox North Continental Alliance of the North Continent? You guys, what a great deal!”
Ling Xiaotian snorted in a cold voice, thundered, and rang through the world.
In order to occupy the northern continent, they attacked Fengming Pavilion by surprise, so they stopped colluding with Fengxian to poison the owner of Fengming Pavilion. They did so by calling themselves righteous.
”How do you know the Northern Continental Alliance? How can it appear here?” Han Jianglin looked surprised.
唰 ——
Suddenly, two people flew out of the 20,000 army that came from outside the city.
Amazingly Ouyang Long and Ouyang Yuxin.
Respectfully standing behind Ling Xiaotian, they clenched their fists: ”See the Lord of the Palace!”
It is said that the Lord of the Temple, that is, the man of the Dark Dynasty.
They are actually members of the Dark Dynasty!
”Ouyang's house is a traitor? You, so brave!” Han Jianglin was angry!
Now it seems that all their plans have been learned by Ling Xiaotian!
”We just don't want to add more killings, Han Alliance, please turn back to shore.” Ouyang Longmuna responded.
Han Jianglin's face was gloomy: ”I, it's necessary for your Ouyang family to be removed ...”
Ouyang Yuxin calmly said: ”Sorry, our Ouyang family has secretly moved.”
Ling Xiaotian whispered quietly: ”You two, leave this place quickly, and seek refuge in one place.”
”Yes!” Ouyang's father and daughter gave Su Yu a deep look and fled quickly.
The two of them were actually insiders of the Dark Dynasty!
Really incredible!
Want to come, the dark dynasty guards the northern continent, so what's the point?
I am afraid that it is not just the Baiyu Alliance. There should be spies in the dark dynasty in Xinglou and Fengming Pavilion.
Ling Xiaotian grabbed the palm of his hand, and the spear under his feet was in his hand. The whole person looked like a heavenly artifact, and nothing was cut.
”Let's withdraw first, the spear of annihilation belongs to the top level among the middle-level artifacts. With the artifact, he is equivalent to the king-level powerhouse. We should not confront it.” Han Jianglin turned and wanted to leave.
Ling Xiaotian's wrist flipped, and the spear in his palm came out.
”You guys, there is no need to leave!”
The spear runs through the air, and the three great giants are dismayed: ”Liao Xiaotian, do you want the fish to die?”
”The fish is dead, the net may not be broken!” Ling Xiaotian sighed softly.
”Be careful!”
The three had to bite the bullet to resist.
Click
The artifact trembled, and the three were spears running through the body, strung into a line, and nailed in the cliff!
This scene made Fengming Fort dead.
too terrifying!
The same is the giant giant, Ling Xiaotian's strength, far ahead of them!
In front of Ling Xiaotian, the three can only be cruel!
Just like them, killing the female disciples of Fengming Pavilion, understatement.
唰 ——
Ling Xiaotian flashed to the side of Mu Tianfang and took over Su Yu, who was seriously injured.
Looking at his completely broken flesh, Ling Xiaotian swallowed ice: ”They hurt you like this ...”
”Hurt you, I want them to pay back ten times!” Ling Xiaotian was full of anger, exuding terror.
For the first time, Su Yu knew that Ling Xiaotian would be angry, but still so angry.
What he didn't know was that Ling Xiaotian's remorse and remorse.
When Su Yu died, she only listened to Ling Xiaotian's voice, and the corners of her mouth were exhilarated, and her consciousness gradually blurred.
He is going to die.
The flesh perishes, and the light dies.
From then on, the name of Yin Yu will only become history, time, time and space, a silent flashing memory.
No one will forget that in the battle of Fengming, Su Yu turned against the sky, shaking time and space, and becoming the king of myth that overwhelmed countless times.
No one will forget that in the catastrophe of the northern continent, he fought the three great giants alone, using his last life to make a stunning blow.
No one will forget, this world, this year, today, a young king, died from time and space.
Ling Xiaotian held Su Yu's body, his hands trembled, the majesty, and the deep eyes, a trace of wetness.
”Sorry, I am late..”
There was a desolate tremble in his mouth, and Ling Xiaotian was silent and mournful.