Lord Xue Ying

Mozu looked at this task, his mouth was slightly upturned, and his smile made the other Taixu Tiangong practitioners feel a little chilly.

"Dongbo Snow Eagle?" Mozu whispered softly. "We started the universe. After us, we always figured out a little guy who seemed to be good, but he even ran to the area of ​​Donglin Holy Land."

"Although it is a bit far away, there is still some trouble in the past. However, I have not gone out for a long time, go out and take a chance to kill one, and take a look at my little friend in my hometown."

The ancestors took the task after they thought about it.

The task message that appeared on the crystal wall also disappeared directly. The strength of the ancestor is qualified to take over this task. Although he is the youngest of the Taitian Temple, the strength is no less than the strength. Those who practiced the long chaos of the years, his reputation is killed!

Huh, the ancestors immediately turned around and walked away, letting other practitioners relax.

Indulging in the mainland.

Dongbo Snow Eagle is a low-key submersible in this, although he also enlightened the Voidwalker system, the wave path, and the virtual world. However, most of his thoughts are on the killing of the 13th sword. After all, if the Voidwalker system can Let him possess a horrible body and a strong attacking force, then the 13th sword is the ultimate use of the rules, and the rules of the mystery have an extremely powerful place. Once realized, the avatar can also be used.

"Well?" The incarnation of the black Dongbo Snow Eagle cultivated the first sword in the depths of the desert. Although his hidden means are extremely high, once the drills are being drilled, it is easy to find out if the enemy is exploring. Therefore, Dongbo Snow Eagle is practicing in the distance with the help of the avatar, and will not expose the real body.

"I have been wandering in the chaotic void for more than 50 million years, and I have learned more than half of it. Only a few of them have not realized it. With those empty creatures who only played several times, my first sword of destruction has successive breakthroughs. Now reflection In the previous battle, there was a big breakthrough.” Dongbo Snow Eagle showed a happy color. “I am now shot with a shot, but I can control it in thirty-five holes.”

In fact, it is normal.

Before the long-term retreat, this will destroy the first sword of the world to a very high level, leaving only a handful of battle verification!

time flies.

In one of the cities in the mainland, in a blacksmith's yard, a young man with a cold face was hitting the knife with a sledgehammer. Suddenly invisible force penetrated into the body of the youth and banned his soul. He can't do anything he wants to commit suicide.

The young man trembled slightly and gently put down the sledgehammer in his hand.

"Winter gods." Suddenly a gray robe old man appeared in the courtyard, his voice was hoarse, "the master chose you."

The blacksmith youth turned calmly and looked at the old man in the gray robes. His expression on his face became like a smile: "Choose me? Check me as food?"

"Yes." The old man in the gray robe was low.

"Ha ha ha, food, food." The blacksmith laughed wildly, and the surrounding ground was trembled. All the pieces were suspended and smashed, but the strong power was limited to the courtyard. Countless mortals outside.

"Cultivating into a triple heavenly god, the ending is food." The blacksmith youth looked at the old man in the gray robe, his eyes full of sneer. "You guys who are detached and powerful, they also become the minions of those empty monsters, arresting us for them, you guys. Our predecessors!"

The old man in the gray robe is low: "The master can cover the entire chaotic continent. Even if we don't send us hands, the owner can easily catch you in the past and send me to me. I just don't bother to do it myself."

"You are afraid of death!" The blacksmith youth sneered. "We are almost directly eaten by these gods, and you are eaten up at most, and you can still cultivate."

"It's just a long-lasting food." The old man in the gray robe was indifferent.

"What is it still alive?" The blacksmith's youth is full of madness. "But it is afraid of death. I hate, hate, hate and see the day when these empty monsters are dead. My wife is taken away by you, my master. I was taken away by you, my friends were taken away by you, and I was eaten by the Nether Monsters. Finally, it was my turn, hahaha."

"I only hate, hate to see the day when they die." The blacksmith is wild.

The old man in the gray robe sighed softly.

When he reached out, he grabbed the blacksmith youth and followed the direct shuttle to the void. Since he was alive, he chose to wait. He also hated those empty monsters! How can it be painful to be eaten once and for all? Life is better than death!

But they just have to endure, to be alive! They hope that the hope will come in the middle of the heart, but many of them are even more eager to see the day when the Nether monsters are killed! They want revenge!

Inside the hall.

A vanity creature that has become a human form sits there. His arms are long and his head is long and thin. A scorpion flashes with icy green light, overlooking the cages below. There are a large number of gods in the cage. Most of them are human beings, and there are other life like beasts. They all show anger, madness and hate.

"Oh." This thin, empty creature is laughing and laughing, a thought, the food in these cages feels like a voice.

"Nether monster, eat it, we can't be afraid!"

"Nether monsters, one day there will be powerful practitioners coming, killing you!"

"We are just taking the first step and you will come soon!"

"The supremacy exists, beg you, kill these empty monsters, I will always surrender to you in this life." The gods in these cages are either roaring, silent, or mad.

They hate.

Hate these empty monsters, because these empty monsters make the whole chaotic land become hell, too many friends they know, even love, life and death brothers, master apprentices are eaten by these empty monsters.

For those who are detached, the Nether creatures will have a chance to live, because the devourers will help them a little. And the weak gods for these at least the dominating level of the Nether monsters, swallowed up and did not help the strength.

They prefer to look at the desperate look of these weak gods.

"Oh." The thin, high-empty creature squinted and listened. "I heard the fear, heard the resentment, heard the despair, it was so interesting, it was wonderful."

The waiters next to them are all silent.

Their mighty people can live, but the weak are eaten by a batch, and there are many weaker gods, extraordinary, and people are often a city, a city, and even a country and a country to be eaten. Just because the Nether creatures feel so happy.

"Well, it's time to enjoy the food." The thin high-empty creature said, his face was full of enjoyable expression, this is his most enjoyable moment.

"puff"

A long gun suddenly appeared, the long gun was spinning and rolling, and there was a cold black faint light on the tip of the gun. The skinny creature was suddenly scared. He even waved his arm to resist, and a scale appeared on his arm. A. But now this gun is several times stronger than it was at the beginning.

The body of the thin and high-empty creature was instantly pierced by twenty-six holes. The reduction of the hole was the skyrocketing power. The numerous killing forces contained in the interior instantly destroyed the body of this thin and high-empty creature.

At this time, the Dongbo Snow Eagle came out of the void, holding a long gun, looking coldly at the throne that had been completely smashed into nothingness, leaving only some legacy items beside the throne.

Just one hit!

That Nether creature has been destroyed.

"I originally thought that I want to practice stronger, and I have to hold back my hands. I am afraid that my hands will anger these virtual creatures and will affect many powerful people." Dong Bo Xueying’s eyes murdered, "but I am wrong, I don't do it. This group of gods in the chaotic mainland, countless gods, extraordinary, and people are the last days for them."

"For the life of a small group of dozens of powerful people, I saw countless lives being eaten."

"I can not do it."

"Then kill it, do my best, kill them." Dong Bo Xueying has a murderous eye in his eyes.

To be continued.