Chapter 618

If you think about it, it's absolutely possible.

"Little meow, let's go and have a look!" Suddenly, Mo Qingge's eyes brightened and interest came.

"Lord, master... Shouldn't we take the opportunity to run fast?" Little meow's silly eyes.

At such a good time, if you don't run for your life, do you have to rush to join in the fun and die?

"My uncle Huang seems to be here. I have to have a look!" Mo Qingge shakes her head, still worried.

Anyway, he is also a divine family. The strength of the divine king shenzun can not be underestimated.

She was worried about the safety of Uncle Huang.

"Well, all right." Small meow wants to cry without tears, or forced to agree down.

Whether it's life or death, it's all out.

Mo Qingge raised her eyes, took a look at the back of those God envoys who left in a hurry, and ran after them: "Hey, that big brother, wait for me!"

Words fall, then took the white tiger to catch up.

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Xuanyuan family palace, carved fence jade, magnificent, green walls, green tiles, glazed jade brick everywhere.

It's just like the scenery of a large school.

Today, however, solemnity and solemnity no longer exist. Instead, it is a river of bloodshed.

A long white clothes, a grasp of the green front, from overseas slaughter to the front hall, three steps to kill a person.

Where they passed, they were choked with blood, and corpses were everywhere.

The sounds of fear, scream and exile were heard all the time.

Under Xuanji's sword, xuanzun and Xuanshen, the envoys of Xuanyuan family, are like mole ants, one by one.

Magnificent buildings and palaces collapsed one after another.

Ear, came the sound of palace walls burst, collapsed.

Before they even had time to attack, they were shocked and killed by Mori Leng's sword Qi.

Bang——

Several black robed elders in the kingdom of God stood in the same place in anger, looking at the white shadow in the sky.

"Little demon emperor, our clan is sacred and inviolable. Can you be a mole ant of ten thousand worlds?"

"Kowtow and apologize as soon as you know it, or we won't be rude to you!"

"Don't think that if you fly up to the divine realm, you will be able to run freely in the divine realm. If you put your strength in the divine realm, you will still be a mole ant!"

"Let's just let it go

The elders were very aggressive and pretended to be good at persuading each other.

In mid air, there was a white figure floating in the air. He looked down at the people at his feet. There was not a trace of temperature on his cold face.

"Little demon emperor, do you hear me, you, ah..."

Suddenly, a long old saying had not finished, but was sucked into the sky by a strong force.

The next second, he was held tightly by his big hand, which was as slender as jade. He only felt that the Xuanli of his whole body was pressed down and couldn't move.

The elder's face showed fear and panic.

"Little demon emperor, you..."

What is the extent of his strength that makes people afraid!

The voice of indifference juechen, ring in the ear: "where is my wife?"

The sharp tone is terrifying.

The elder's heart was cold, and he was afraid: "I, I don't know..."

Before he had finished speaking, Gu felt impatient. Bingpo Xuanli gathered his palm and listened to "click" all his life. With a scream, Shengsheng twisted his neck.

"Ah..."

Then, the bleeding corpse was thrown in the past, just like garbage. Facing the crowd on the ground, it was smashed heavily, with violent strength.

Bang——

"Ah..."

Before the elders on the ground could react, they were hit by the frozen corpse and vomited blood one after another.

The next second, white clothes step on the wind and fall, sharp Xuanji sword with cold silver light, backhand out.

The fury of the sword startled the layers of concussion. Where it fell, the buildings collapsed.

Several elders in the same place were overturned by the cold sword air, fell to the ground, and were injured in varying degrees.

They struggled to get up from the ground. Before they could fight back, they saw the artifact falling down.

The light white shadow, shuttling through a group of gods and powerful people in the realm of God King, with one sword and one life, never changed his face.

"Ouch!"

"Ah..."

Scream, constantly echoing in the ear, more and more bodies fell to the ground, a river of blood.

In the past, the grand gate with boundless scenery is now reduced to a hell on earth.

An elder who fell in the corner slowly got up. The hot palm wind condensed the palm, and his face showed ferocity. He sneaked to Gu mianmo's back.

That speed, like lightning flint, caught off guard.

Who knows, Gu Mian Mo had been on guard for a long time. After a sword pierced the heart of the person in front of him, the green front in his hand turned, and the cold and piercing sword Qi met the sneak attack from his back.

Bang——

Two equally powerful forces collided together. The next second, the hot palm wind was instantly defeated, mixed with the frost, hit the elder's body heavily and passed through his heart.

"Ah --"

The shrill cry resounded through the sky.

Second kill God King territory strong, but the matter, he did not even look back.

More than ten gods and more than 20 strong people above the realm of heaven and God were killed and injured, which is unbearable.

Gu Mian's ink eyes were always cold, and his eyes fell on the immortal God not far away. The clouds moved gently and approached slowly.

Although his face was calm, he still let the God's heart fear, crying and kneeling to beg for mercy: "spare me, spare me, please, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The words fall, the sharp sword edge presses on his shoulder, the dark power of Sen Leng oppresses, the dark power of his whole body forcefully presses in the body, half cent also can't display.

The emissary's face turned pale, his legs and feet softened, his whole body trembled, and he began to stammer: "forgive me... Forgive me!"

His voice was low and sinister: "where are the ten thousand women who were captured by you yesterday?"

Cold as iron tone, obviously no patience.

"In, in... As if, in..."

See him garrulous, Gu quilt ink patience all lost, cold green sharp and fall.

Click——

"Ah..."

With the spatter of blood, scream repeatedly, God's arm was cut off.

"Where is it?"

Cold two words, like hell.

The God made his teeth tremble and stammered in pain, "she's... She's in the dungeon!"

Brush——

Words fall, Xuan Ji sword pierces his chest, enchanting dazzling red, spray out, God should fall to the ground.

Go to heaven!

As soon as Gu Mian's ink eyes turned pale, he stood up and heard a sullen voice coming from not far away

"Little demon emperor!"

The next second, Xuanyuan Jie fell in the air, dressed in black robes, followed by several black robed elders.

At the moment of landing, he saw that his eyes were in a mess, the bodies were everywhere, and the buildings were destroyed. His face was blue and his lungs were about to explode.

How could that be?

"Gu Mian Mo!"