Chapter 1190 (1/2)
”Boom”
in the constant aura explosion in space, a leisurely man's song, which is completely out of time, slowly rings out.
”Hey, steal the light, grab the light, grab the money, grab the food, grab the girl”
the blonde man in the gilt edged robe narrowed his eyes and hummed out of tune.
Next to the blonde man, a middle-aged man in a cowboy hat was staring at him in a daze.
Finally, the leaf opens full face black line, don't have good spirit ground to open mouth to say a way.
”Xu Mingrui, what are you doing?”
”Oh, I'm sorry, because now, I'm in such a good mood.” Xu Mingrui waved his hand, raised his head haughtily and looked at the two men standing 100 meters away from him with a sarcastic look.
Jenin, and Abel.
Seeing that they were calm and silent, Xu Mingrui was not afraid. Instead, he raised his right hand and pointed at them.
”Because you see, these two people on the other side have a bad look.”
”Doesn't that mean that our appearance really embarrasses them?”
”I'm in a better mood than I've ever been before to make these Shenjie bastards show this kind of expression.”
As Xu Mingrui said, although the number of these demons is absolutely dominant, in fact, with the joint efforts of the dragon, Huaren and the fairyland friars on the RenWang list, the number of these demons is now decreasing at a visible speed.
And the giant Warcraft, which is fused by the demon leader and the protoss gene, senro warlord is also restrained by the red dragon.
It can be said that ye Kaifang has a great advantage in the current situation.
After a moment's silence, magic Saint Abel stares at Xu Mingrui and says slowly.
”The immortal Xu Mingrui is different from what is said in the rumor.”
”Bah, I believe in those old-fashioned documents in the electronic information age? Are you all so out of date? Are you dug out of the earth
Facing the twelve saints, Xu Mingrui's mouth gun Kung Fu did not reduce a cent, a look of disgust replied.
”In a word, it's three on two. You don't have any chance of winning.”
Abel snorted and made a meaningful sound.
”Well”
”it's hard to say.”
Abel said, behind Ye Ning, a purple transmission array slowly opened.
”Abel, yennin.”
In the Dharma array, a slim woman with long hair walked out slowly. She looked at Ye Ning and Abel beside her, and then at Ye Kai, Xu Mingrui and Li Er in front of her. She said coldly.
”Lord Tiansheng is very angry now.”
”Especially for you, ye Ning.”
”Ah, I can imagine.” The magic Saint Abel showed a bitter smile.
You know, as the head of the twelve saints, Hanyi naturally hates Ye Ning's behavior of giving Protoss genes to those demons. In his opinion, it's like using the most precious things on a pile of ants.
But ye Ning means that only by doing so can ye Kai be killed. Therefore, Hanyi, though disgusted, acquiesces.
But now the situation is very different from what ye Ning described.
Han Yi never thought that ye Kai could gather so many reinforcements in only two months when he returned to the fairyland from the earth.
In addition, in the twelve saints, he ordered Jeannie to try to revive the twelve saints with the protoss array. Hanyi knew that now Hanyi was extremely angry.
”Star saint.” In the distance, ye kaibi's pupil coagulates slightly, looking up and down at the Xinghua.
Although Xinghua is not as powerful as Mengsheng Langya, it is the closest twelve saints to Tiansheng. Even when yekai was besieged by thousands of people 300 years ago, Xinghua never made a move, just stayed by Hanyi's side.
Therefore, ye Kai does not know what Xinghua's ability is.
At the same time, Xinghua snorted, and a blood red pill popped up in his right hand, floating in the air in front of Ye Ning.
”Take it. It's a pill that can replenish blood gas.”
”Lord Tiansheng can't accept the excuse that he is too weak to go to war.”