The pinnacle of the heart, after all, is still in the hands of the human race.

Su Qing sealed the eight products, and the peak heart could just be refined by him, which was a rare elixir, which could be met but not sought.

Mo Armor hid for more than ten years, but in the end, it cheapened his most hated enemy.

Anger!

Heart-piercing anger.

Only by using qi and blood can Mo Armor suppress his urge to vomit blood.

Having lived for so long, this was the biggest blow that Mo Armor had ever suffered, and there was no one.

Losing 45 years of life, the sequelae are slowly emerging.

Now he can't wait to find the ninth rank of the human race to die together, and Mo Kai even wants to die with Su Qingfeng of the eighth grade.

Of course, this is just thinking about it, Mo Kai is scheming, and the reason he should have is still there.

The biggest luck is that the red pot is still alive.

I don't know where he escaped, but I can find a way to find him.

"Mo Kai, if you can be generous and give me the peak heart as soon as possible, how can it fall into Su Qingfeng's hands...... You're a miser of the Terrans!"

At this time, Cyborg couldn't help but run out and reprimand.

In his heart, this pinnacle heart already belongs to him.

It was the ink armor that was stupid, and he lost the heart of the pinnacle.

"Gangshu, let's be honest...... I'd rather give my Peak Heart to the Terran Warriors than give you a bunch of live pigs!

"I lost to the Terran warriors, and I am convinced...... But the most unwilling thing in my life is to find a few of you pig teammates.

"If it weren't for your rebellion, my ink armor wouldn't have lost to nothing. ”

Mo Kai glanced at Gangshu coldly, his pupils full of mockery.

It's your own fault.

Everything is your own fault.

Underestimating the Terran warriors and overestimating the IQ of this group of pig teammates.

It's come to this time, and I still have the face to blame myself.

Who gave you the face?

Very good!

With this IQ, in another 50 years, it is estimated that the Terran warriors will be able to kill the Holy Land of the Eight Clans.

Let's fight inwardly.

Continued infighting.

"Hmph, Mo Armor, don't forget my brother's blood feud!"

Fei Xiao stared at Mo Armor resentfully.

Even if the Demon City is destroyed, it can't solve the hatred in Mo Kai's heart.

"Fei Xiao, Ying Shanling and Gangshu also participated in the action to kill your brother, by the way, and wanton Fengtian.

"If you can kill the three of them, I respect you as a hero, and I apologize for my guilt.

"If you don't dare, don't come to trouble with your brother's hatred, I'll think you're disgusting. ”

Mo Kai humiliated Fei Xiao again.

Then he ignored the live pigs.

It's a pity.

The family business accumulated over the years has all cheapened the Terran warriors.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that he had so much family business, and seeing the Terrans counting the supplies, Mo Kai was a little surprised.

Never mind.

The Terran warrior also admitted it, after all, he was the loser.

If you are calculated by that group of pig teammates, it will be disgusting.

......

The sacking of Mao Demon City has come to an end.

At this time, under the escort of the Shenzhou warriors, truckloads of materials were transported to Jiangwu City for temporary storage.

Looking down from the sky, one wooden cart after another, connected from end to end, actually formed a long queue of supplies.

No one thought that Mao Demon City would be so generous.

A rough count shows that if you want to transport all the supplies back, 30,000 truckloads won't fit it.

This is definitely the most luxurious victory for China in the past ten years.

All over China, everyone is excited.

At the same time, the execution of Lei Festival City is finally coming to an end.

There are still three alien grandmasters waiting to be executed.

Due to her lack of physical strength, Xu Baiyan was already crumbling, and the reason why she was still able to lift the Thunder Slash Blade was completely supported by her will.

Chop!

Another alien head was cut off, and countless people cheered again!

......

Demon City!

Bai Xiaolong and the others followed a combat battalion, and also killed a few miscellaneous fish, and at the same time broke through a cantonment barracks.

"Yang Lezhi, Xu Baiyan has already broken through the fifth grade, she must be fine, don't be too distracted, she was almost killed just now. ”

Feng Jiajia reminded.

In Mao Demon City, the warriors didn't have time to pay attention to the situation in Mao Demon City.

Yang Lezhi was worried about Xu Baiyan, so he had been restless, just now, he was almost killed by a sneak attack Yang Xiang clan.

Although Feng Jiajia helped in time, Yang Lezhi's arm was still cut out with a bloody cut that was deep and visible to the bone.

The Terran warriors won a great victory, but not without casualties.

The number of low-level warriors who died in street battles has exceeded 80.

For a war of this level, 80 casualties does not seem too tragic, after all, it was calculated by thousands in the past.

But even if it was sacrificing 8 people, they didn't want to.

What's more, they are still comrades-in-arms around them.

"Sorry for the trouble, I understand, I'll be careful!"

Yang Lezhi nodded guiltily.

"Don't worry too much, when the war is over, you can go back to Beiwu directly to see Xu Baiyanbei, she is a glorious executioner, a hero, and there can be no danger. ”

Bai Xiaolong also persuaded.

"Yes, I know!"

Yang Lezhi moved his mouth, but he didn't smile.

The place where Yang Lezhi was injured was in the camp tent of a general of the Qipin Battalion.

He originally got a strange thing similar to a mask and planned to show it to everyone, but at that time, the sneak attacker appeared and Yang Lezhi was injured.

It was chaotic.

Yang Lezhi was rescued by Feng Jiajia, and Bai Xiaolong and the others were in a hurry to chase and kill the sneak attacker.

And the blood on Yang Lezhi's arm was stained on the mask.

Subsequently, a lot of messy Yangxiang characters came to Yang Lezhi's mind.

Although this text is very complete, Yang Lezhi doesn't know a word.

At this time, the mask in his palm was also torn apart, and in some places it turned directly to ashes.

Yang Lezhi looked at it again and again, and even the strange aura on the mask had disappeared.

Afterwards, Yang Lezhi discarded the fragments.

As for the text in his mind, it must be related to the fragments in his hand, but Yang Lezhi didn't say anything.

This kind of thing is only known to oneself, and there is no need to talk nonsense.

A warrior is not the same as selfless.

At the very least, Yang Lezhi wants to study it himself first to see what this text is.

"It's over!"

Su Yue led Mu Cheng and stood on the roof of a house with emotion.

"yes, it's like a dream. ”

Mu Cheng also sighed.

War is such a thing, and it is really unpredictable.

It was originally an evenly matched offensive and defensive battle.

But who would have thought that the means of ink armor are endless, but people didn't expect that the Shenzhou martial artists would be superior after all.

In the end, the Terran warriors completed the counter-killing, and even took a prosperous Mao Demon City.

"The spiritual spring of this city has been destroyed!"

Suddenly, Su Yue turned his head to look into the distance.

"Huh...... Indeed, the aura fluctuations that covered the city were gone. ”

Mu Cheng was also stunned.

The largest spiritual spring of the Eight Clans in the Wet Realm is the Holy Land of the Eight Clans inhabited by the Peerless Clan.

With the Holy Land of the Eight Clans as the center, there are still countless spiritual springs in the outer endless mountain ranges, and as long as the spiritual springs can be found, a city can theoretically be established.

A long time ago, the eight clans of the Wet Realm were all vying for these spiritual springs.

Eventually, the current pattern was formed.

Each of the eight clans has some spiritual springs to build walls, and some cities are full of flowers, and the flow of people is not even inferior to the holy land of the eight clans.

The spiritual spring has a great effect.

It can fill this city with aura, and it can also make the inside of the city a little drier, and even the martial artists who drink the spiritual spring water can cultivate faster.

It can be said that the spiritual spring is the foundation of a city.

If there is no spiritual spring, then the city is a dead city, without any meaning, exactly like the wilderness.

"The Eight Pins are back, and the war is officially over!"

Su Yue slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

In the distance, the eight-rank martial artists who had just destroyed the spirit pool all returned.

At this time, the various materials that have been gathered have also been transported, and there is not much left.

Thundered!

Thundered!

From the mountain of nine beasts, countless Luo Jian beast demons rushed down.

Their pupils were scarlet, and they were furious.

When the Shenzhou Legion withdrew, the Luo Arrow Beast Demon went on a rampage, as if to vent his anger, and collapsed all the buildings in Mao Demon City, leaving a mess along the way.

......

Thunder Festival City!

When the last alien head was cut off, the swirling clouds in the sky began to thin out.

The first rays of sunlight finally broke through the dark clouds.

Impartial.

This ray of sunlight shone on Xu Baiyan, and at the same time, the tumbling thunder on her body also began to dissipate.

Tired!

Xu Baiyan's brain was blank, her whole body was sore, she seemed to have been drained of all her energy, and she couldn't maintain a standing posture at all.

The whole world is spinning.

Swish!

At this time, Mo Qizheng's figure flickered, and he directly helped Xu Baiyan up.

Subsequently, a major general of Liupin came over and immediately took Xu Baiyan to a special hospital in Shenzhou.

Although there is no heavy rain, the city of Raisai gives people the feeling that the sky is clear after the rain.

The warriors of the Criminal Department stepped forward and began to deal with the decapitated alien grandmasters.

......

Gangmu City!

Xue Pinghai and the old man didn't go to the wet realm, they were waiting for the army to return.

Seeing truckloads of supplies being transported back, Jiang Yuanguo's warriors were also red-eyed.

But it can't be helped.

This is the spoils of Shenzhou, of course, according to the convention, it is impossible for the Shenzhou government to take it all, and it will give Jiang Yuanguo a part of it.

Xue Pinghai's status has risen to the top.

Ten years of cold windows no one knows, once famous all over the world.

The current Xue Pinghai is an expert in the law of war in the entire Jiang Yuan Kingdom and even the entire earth.

It is definitely a miracle to be able to preside over the research of such a battle formation as the Sect Master Slaughter Chain.

It's back!

Under the escort of the Nine Pins, all the warriors who attacked Mao Demon City returned.

The warriors who died were carried back with the highest heroic courtesy.

Fang Guanming is not dead.

With the help of Bai Hui Sect, all the qi and blood from Hei Pi in his body were refined.

Of course, Fang Guanming was weak and now an ordinary person.

No one can save this.

The army is triumphant, mighty, and imposing.

And looking at the supplies piled up in three streets, the envoys of other countries blushed and had thick necks, and they were almost crazy with envy.

It's a pity that they can only be envious, that's all.

"The execution is over!"

The warriors looked at the projection in the air, and a smile of relief leaked from their faces.

"Where's Xu Baiyan?"

Yang Lezhi was looking for Xu Baiyan's figure in the projection.

No.

The sky in Thunder Festival City has cleared, but there is no figure of Xu Baiyan.

Yang Lezhi's heart couldn't help but beat.

"Don't worry, you may rest, there can be no danger. ”

Meng Yang patted Yang Lezhi on the shoulder.

......

Suddenly!

In the projection, the sound of a military horn appeared.

This is the prelude to the national anthem to be played in Shenzhou, and the people of Shenzhou are particularly familiar with it.

In an instant, all the martial artists in Shenzhou had solemn faces, and although some of the martial artists were dressed in tatters and covered in blood, they still hurriedly sorted out their clothes.

The sound came from the city of Thunder Festival.

Su Yue and the others also condensed, and their bodies stood straight.

Although a warrior was injured in the leg, he still endured the pain at this time and insisted on standing up.

Liu Yizhou and the other nine products also walked down from the air, each sorting out their clothes.

Su Qingfeng inserted the demon knife into his waist, and simply cleaned up his leather robe.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

The sound of uniform footsteps came from the Thunder Festival City.

In the square of Lei Festival City, the Shenzhou honor guard was neatly dressed and walked slowly, its steps were unified, like a moving fortress.

In less than a minute, they were already standing under the flagpole like javelins.

At this moment, the pupils of every Shenzhou person were extremely resolute.

Whoa!

The standard-bearer looked solemn, and after some preparations, he directly raised the Shenzhou flag.

At the same time, the national anthem of Shenzhou was played, and the air was filled with impassionedness.

Swish!

All the Shenzhou warriors in Jiangwu immediately saluted the national flag in the projection.

Watching the national flag rising in the projection, many warriors burst into tears.

No matter where you are.

As long as the prelude to the national anthem sounds, every warrior will have a sense of mission in his heart and a pride from the heart.

I am proud of this national flag.

I'm proud of this country.

I am proud of the blood of God in my body.

Su Yue stared at the national flag, his body trembling slightly.

This flag represents the soul of a nation.

At this moment, Jiangwu City was silent, and there was hardly a sound.

Even the warriors of Jiang Yuanguo remained motionless.

This is a kind of respect for Shenzhou, and the envoys of other countries have also kept quiet.

In various cities in China, it is almost silent.

In front of the gate of the Valhalla Cemetery, all the warriors saluted the national flag in the projection and saluted the deceased martyrs.

In the various governor's palaces, all the warriors also walked out into the courtyard and saluted the national flag.

Everyone burst into tears.

For the country, for the protection, for the ...... for the future.

......

Gangwu City.

"Rite over!"

At the end of the flag-raising in the projection, Liu Yizhou ordered.

Swish!

In an instant, all the martial artists in Shenzhou put down their hands, and there was some commotion in the air.

Thundered!

At this time, in the sky above Jiangwu, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded.

But the sky is cloudless, where does the thunder come from.

"I'm sorry, but people in the neighborhood are a little farther away from me, and I can't move right now.

"General Yao, help me protect the Fa!

"I might ...... To break through!"

At this time, a somewhat anxious voice came out.

The crowd turned their heads.

Especially Su Qingfeng, his eyes shrank violently.

It's the White Hui Sect.

This little kid who ran with him back then is really about to break through the ninth grade.

"Good!"

Yao Chenqing's pupils could literally burst into flames.

Bai Zonghui actually wanted to break through.

This is simply a great thing, he will have an eight-grade breakthrough in the Korean Legion.

Thundered!

Thundered!

Suddenly, the warriors near Bai Zonghui were expelled.

As the deafening sound exploded, an incomparably terrifying huge aura appeared behind Bai Zonghui.

Right!

This aura simply refreshes people's imagination.

On the air ring, countless thunderbolts swirled around, like dense small snakes.

Surging, mysterious, terrifying......

There are no words to describe this aura.

And Bai Zonghui's aura is getting stronger and stronger, and the ground under his feet has already been mottled, but now it has appeared in cracks that expand outward.

"This, is it Jiupin, it's really terrible!"

In the distance, Su Yue licked his dry lips.

It's really scary.

Separated from such a distance, Su Yue had a feeling of being oppressed to the point of suffocation.

Envy.

Su Yue's next goal is the fourth grade, and he really doesn't know when he will be able to break through to the ninth grade.

Four products!

It's frustrating to talk about.

But on second thought.

Labor and management are only freshmen, and they are in a hurry.

"Su Yue, let's also work hard and strive to break through to the ninth grade!"

Mu Cheng turned his head to look at Su Yue.

"Definitely!"

Su Yue nodded, and he squeezed Mu Cheng's hand.

This time, Su Yue couldn't help himself, his brain was very clear.

In an instant, the two of them actually had a feeling of being at ease.

My thoughts, you understand.

My goals and hopes, you know.

You're good, and I'm not bad.

You're running, and I'm not stopping.

We will all be the best, we are each other's comrades-in-arms and lovers, so we will always be together.

We are evenly matched.

Perhaps, this is the best state of love.

Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang also stared at Bai Zonghui.

Nine pins.

It can be called the dragon of Shenzhou, can be listed in the Dragon Pavilion of Shenzhou, and can become the pillar of Shenzhou and the general of the first army.

"Although I will graduate soon, after graduation, this martial arts path has just begun!"

Bai Xiaolong sighed.

"Bai Xiaolong, didn't you post on the martial arts network, are you going to graduate from the sixth grade, aren't you ready to give it a go?"

Meng Yang asked suddenly.

"There are still two months left, and I will fight.

"Although there is little hope, there is hope ahead, not to be perfect, but I will do it well.

"I, Bai Xiaolong, will not live up to the last half year of college!"

Bai Xiaolong clenched his fists.

His face flashed, this was the aura light from Bai Zonghui.

"Encouragement!"

Meng Yang took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

"Xu Baiyan, no matter what happens to you, I will definitely protect you!"

Yang Lezhi's wound was faintly painful.

But he knew in his heart that he had to become stronger.

Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

It's easy to say I love you.

But it is a man's responsibility to protect her anytime and anywhere.

Gong Ling stroked the chief Xuangong, and his heart was also extremely eager to become stronger.

There was no burning radar, no Sect Slaughter chain, no partners, and he was knocked back to his original form.

If you want to pull the chief Xuangong again, there is only one way to break through the grandmaster.

He didn't wash his bones, and his foundation was not enough, so Gong Ling would put in several times more effort than others.

Du Jingshu and they also looked at Bai Huizong quietly.

Regarding Gong Ling, the three of them suddenly brushed together and stopped mentioning it.

Now Gong Ling is bent on becoming stronger.

And she can only become stronger, and only when she can protect Gong Ling can she be qualified to pursue her.

"Liao Ping, are you leaving!"

Fang Jingmiao lowered her head, feeling very uncomfortable.

In less than a month, she felt that more than ten years had passed.

Suddenly about to leave Liao Ping, Fang Jingmiao's heart was like a knife.

"Actually, you can apply to study in Beiwu, and let's become stronger together.

"Believe me, I will definitely get stronger and stronger, until one day, I can protect you, protect your family, and protect your country.

"We're still young, we can!"

Liao Ping squeezed Fang Jingmiao's palm.

"Well, in fact, there is not much point in staying in Jiangwu!

"Mao Demon City is gone, Jiang Yuan will get a period of recuperation, I shouldn't stay in my comfort zone, I'm going to Shenzhou, I'm going to learn the cultivation methods of Shenzhou people!"

Fang Jingmiao's eyes lit up.

......

"Good news!

"Bai Huizong of the Border Han Legion, successfully broke through the Nine Ranks, the Nine Grades sealed the Dragon Pavilion, and one more dragon general, congratulations!"

......

With a good news, everyone cheered.

Especially the Border Korean Corps.

Being able to have a lieutenant general break through is even more exciting than defeating Mao Demon City.

"Everyone cultivates diligently, and one day, they can also be listed in the Fenglong Pavilion. ”

Bai Huizong faced the four directions and clenched his fists slightly.

"General, congratulations!"

Fang Guanming walked over and held Bai Huizong's hand.

"Actually, thanks to you, otherwise it wouldn't have been so fast!"

Bai Huizong also held Fang Guanming's hand.

They have known each other for a short time and have already formed a deep friendship.

"Son, cultivate well, protect Mu Cheng well, Dad is leaving!"

At this time, Su Qingfeng walked towards Su Yue.

Along the way, he patted Bai Huizong's shoulder, which can be regarded as encouragement, everyone is so familiar, there is no need to say anything.

"Dad, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Su Yue frowned, extremely reluctant.

He didn't feel it just now, but now his heart is very sour.

"Such an adult, don't be crooked.

"I also have my own things to do, besides, my status is special, and it is not appropriate to continue to stay on Earth!"

Su Qingfeng threw the backpack to Su Yue.

This is Su Yue's spoils in the wet realm, and he has always kept it on his behalf.

These things, the logistics department cannot be counted as trophies, he is Su Yue's private property.

"Okay, Dad, be careful in the wet, don't run around, it's dangerous!"

Su Yue was not at ease, and explained again.

"Take care of yourself, don't make waves everywhere!

"Mu Cheng, say hello to your dad for me. ”

Su Qing was in a cold sweat.

I was educated by this three-grade son again.

You and me, but the eight grades, the eight grades that have pressed the air ring.

You son, dare to educate Lao Tzu?

Roar!

At this time, on the other side of the crack, the Luo Arrow Beast King roared with all his might, urging Su Qingfeng to hurry up.

They made an appointment to go together.

"Goodbye, everyone!"

Su Qingfeng waved at everyone.

When parting, there was still a little sadness.

"Blue King ......"

Su Qingfeng had already turned around, and at this time, Ning Zhutao ran out...... His face was solemn, and in the end, he still spoke:

"Qingwang, the Danyao Group doesn't hate you, at least, our group of people admires you very much!"

Ning Zhutao's words fell, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the Danyao Group, they are the beneficiaries of the reform, and the source of the reform is Su Qingfeng's murder.

The matter of the frost vine armor was enough to deal a blow to Ning Zhutao.

Fortunately, however, there was no calamity.

Before leaving, Ning Zetao wanted to speak out on behalf of some people in the Danyao Group.

They really don't hate Su Qingfeng.

"Actually, it doesn't matter!

"I have never had a grudge against the Danyao Group, you are burdened with the honor and disgrace of the entire Shenzhou Martial Dao, come on!"

Smiling at Ning Zhutao, Su Qingfeng's body flashed and disappeared directly.

As for the antidote prescription for the frost vine armor, Su Qingfeng did not give it to Ning Zhutao.

Don't worry, just wait.

The current Danyao Group must swear that it will deduce the detoxification formula, and at this time, the formula will have no effect at all.

Wait for the pill group to be frustrated before this formula can work.

"Dad, goodbye!"

Su Yue looked at the direction in which Su Qingfeng disappeared and waved his hand helplessly.

As for the detoxification formula, Su Yue had already given Su Qingfeng, and he treated it as if he didn't know, even if his father didn't take it out for the rest of his life, Su Yue didn't care.

......

Wetland!

The Terran army retreated on all fronts, leaving only a ruined demon city.

Right!

Ruins and broken walls, crumbling buildings everywhere, and a mess of objects scattered all over the place.

Without the protection of the spiritual spring, the moisture in the outside world filled with a corrosive aura instantly corroded many things to the point of a thousand holes.

Outside the Demon City, the Yang Xiang clan who fled before stopped to watch from a distance.

Their faces were full of grief and they did not dare to return, but they missed this former home.

From now on, this group of Yangxiang tribes will become homeless people in the wet realm, from the superior race, to the lowest in an instant.

The warriors of several other races are really despicable.

When the Terran army was there, they shrank in the distance like dogs, and their heads didn't dare to leak out.

But after the human race gnawed the meat of Mao Demon City, this group of moths rushed to Mao Demon City, as if they wanted to lick the bones.

After the Terran left, the hair on Mo Kai's head turned white in an instant.

Even if it is a ninth grade, but it has lost 45 years of life, coupled with exhaustion, the ink armor will show its old state.

He ignored the alien races vying for things, and instead stepped into the void and walked to the peak of the mountain where he often stopped.

Before, he was here alone in a daze.

Mo Kai has been proud since he was a child, so he has been lonely since he was a child.

When he became famous, Mo Kai finally had an apprentice and a worthy offspring to cultivate.

But the apprentice was killed.

Mo Kai was heartbroken, and he remembered it in this place.

After that, Mo Kai encountered the red cauldron again.

For this disciple, Mo Kai was even more attentive than the first one.

But luck was not good.

Before he could cultivate the red cauldron, this disaster happened.

"Apprentice, I was defeated for the teacher, and I really lost this time!"

Ink Armor muttered to himself.

He didn't know where the red pot went, but the only thing he could confirm was that the red pot was not dead.

"Hey, that stone smells of a red pot...... It's a demon whisper!"

I don't know if it's fate.

Ink Armor stumbles upon a boulder.

The boulder had been blasted by the Terran warriors, and there was nothing in it, so the Terrans discarded it directly.

But the ink armor can recognize the remaining words on it.

That's a demon word.

Looking at the entire wet realm, except for the red cauldron, only he Mo Kai can know.

Here's a letter from the red pot to himself:

......

"Master, the Boiling Blood Clan robbed me of my weapon and killed me, I have been poisoned by the spies, so I can only leave early.

"When I have a fate, I will come to see the master again.

"If I don't break the Sect Master, I won't go back to the Holy Land of the Eight Clans!"

......

In just a few sentences, it contains a lot of information.

Mo Kai's heart was shocked.

It turned out that the reason why the red pot left early was because the Boiling Blood Clan secretly wanted to harm him.

Sure enough, Fei Xiao is a brute.

In vain, I also advocated that the red pot lend him the iron rod, and as a result, you poisoned my apprentice.

You must be jealous of my apprentice's talent.

"It seems that my apprentice is not doing well in the Holy Land of the Eight Clans. ”

Subsequently, Fei Xiao analyzed the situation of the red pot.

If you don't break the grandmaster, you won't return to the holy land.

Perhaps, the red pot is some kind of enemy.

Sure enough, the descendants of the Eight Clans Holy Land are in an even more sinister situation.

"Apprentice, you wait for the master, I will definitely find you.

"Even if the Holy Land of the Eight Clans doesn't want you, I will let you regain your glory, waiting for me!"

Mo Kai took a deep breath.

Then, he looked at the Boiling Blood Clan from afar.

Fei Xiao, I wasn't going to clean you up yet, after all, it would take a lot of thought.

But if you actually attack my apprentice, then don't blame me for not breaking my hand.

If the war is lost, I can make a comeback.

But the apprentice died, and Mo Kai really couldn't stand it.

......

Gangmu City!

Su Yue also looked at the entrance of the wet realm, his expression was a little distracted.

"Brother Mo Kai, I saw my message.

"Don't read it.

"By the way, clean up the Boiling Blood Clan for me again, my iron rod can't be wasted like this. ”

Su Yue muttered in his heart.

That stone is indeed the back hand left by Su Yue, after all, others don't know the demon language.

But who knows, the human race was able to blast through the Mao Demon City, and the original stone could not be saved, so Su Yue secretly moved the position, so as to ensure that the ink armor could see it.

It's one thing to borrow a knife to kill someone.

Also, Su Yue didn't want Mo Kai to go to the Holy Land of the Eight Clans to find him.

Give him some hope...... For the rest of your life, die on the way to find the red pot.

......

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