Volume 1 Ten Empires Chapter 187
Xingyue, who was carried on her back, didn't say a word, and Qian Ling remembered that she seemed to have fallen asleep and came to the end of the cave, where there were a lot of monsters.
It seems that they have come to the monster's lair, and there is a monster that attacks them, and this level of power, with a casual kick, kicks that tentacle off.
"It seems that your family doesn't welcome us!"
Two little monsters, chattering about something, those monsters, also in the same language.
I don't understand what they're talking about, but it looks like they're adjusting.
After a while, they seemed to calm down and didn't attack again, Qian Ling muttered softly, "It seems to have been adjusted." "Two little monsters, crawling on her body, sticky tentacles, although a little disgusting, but Qian Ling's body has the function of automatically purifying dirt.
So basically, there is no need to take a bath.
They stuck out their tongues and licked Qianling's little face, and Qianling also touched their little brains, "Good, come and meow," almost forgetting that they didn't seem to be cats.
Those monsters all opened their tentacles, as if they were stretching their waists, it turned out that these monsters also needed to sleep in the dark night, Qian Ling thought they were nocturnal monsters, and now it seems that they should be sleep-up monsters.
The night is getting deeper, Qian Ling really still can't sleep, whenever he wants to fall asleep, a string of mysterious words will appear in his mind, and then a series of memory fragments, it is really annoying.
This little girl should be quite safe here, so let's go out and have some fun," I seem, I thought of a suitable candidate. β
In the deserted land, the gloomy aura suddenly rose, and in the darkness, there were too many uncertain dangers.
Qian Ling cautiously set off towards his destination, and after a while, he came to the place where the two boulders intersected.
"That guy should still be here, I'll have to ask him some questions."
The boulder didn't move, and the guy was lying on the ground, looking unwilling.
"Yo yo yo, you look unwilling!"
"It's you damn woman," he said, cqueezing the dirt tightly until it turned to powder, as if he had a grudge against it, "Why, did you come here in the middle of the night to humiliate me?" β
"Humiliating you? You think too highly of yourself, I don't have this time, who is the person behind the scenes, I know, you must have a person behind the scenes, what is the purpose of killing me? β
"Haha," the man's anger instantly turned into a wild laugh, "You, you really underestimate yourself, why should I kill you?" β
"Shoot, lethal move, not to kill me, but to do something, to find me to duel? I'm not that famous. β
"You're only half right," the man grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it at her, "but I'm not going to tell you, my other, that no matter how much you torture me, I will never betray my master!" β
"Yo, it's still a loyal dog!"
Qian Ling deliberately slapped the dust on his body, and then grabbed his neck, "I'll give you another chance to speak, either die or live." β
"As believers, we are ready to die, so go ahead and do it! I'm not afraid of death, haha, we will serve our masters all our lives, and we will never betray. β
Qian Ling summoned the artifact and pointed it at his head, "This is your last chance!" β
The man closed his eyes and waited silently for the scythe of death to cut his neck.
"Ahhh At this time, the runes of the boulder seemed to have lost their effect, and the man struggled lightly and escaped from it, "Why? My head hurts, it hurts! β
"I actually came out, haha, it's really heaven that won't kill me."
Because Qian Ling was in too much pain, he accidentally threw away the artifact in his hand, and the man picked it up.
"Hmph, this weapon looks pretty good, Lao Tzu accepted it."
Then, the man grabbed Qian Ling from the ground and grabbed her neck with one hand.
The pain and suffocation have gradually begun to spread, "Ahhh Let go of me, let go of ......" I don't know if it is the influence of that stone, Qian Ling's strength at this time is very weak, less than one-ten-thousandth of the heyday, and it can't move at all, this man's thick and powerful arms.
"Don't worry! I'm just going to stun you, not kill you, after all, we, adults, want to get your people, and your body. β
"No, don't ......" Gradually, everything around me became very blurry, until finally, I lost my sense completely, the world was dark, I couldn't see anything clearly, and I couldn't hear the sound clearly.
A thunderbolt fell, stopping the man's footsteps, and among the ashes, a tall, tall and handsome man walked out of it.
His eyes were full of cold, blonde hair, which set off his temperament, and the gray-black clothes added a touch of mystery to him.
The golden spear in his hand is the most powerful god-killing weapon in legend, the spear of Campinos.
The man was amazed, in this world, there is only one life that can possess such an artifact, no, that cannot be called life, that is the supreme god, the lord of the lonely high holy pavilion - no me.
"Put her down, you get out of here, if you insist on going your own way, you bury here, choose for yourself!"
There is not the slightest emotion in the tone, worthy of a god, a god never needs feelings, but unfortunately, it is just a wisp of clone.
The power of the undead in his own body, and the powerful power of training for thousands of years, should be enough to compete with the clone of Yisi!
Firmly believing in his own strength, he picked up the divine weapon of the Qianling, and with the power of countless undead, he rushed over with great might.
"It's really stupid, you mortal beings are still too naΓ―ve, you don't understand the horror of God at all, just a wisp of doppelganger in time is enough to make this world collapse and everything wither in an instant."
No, I just opened my eyes, and the seemingly powerful attack was disintegrated in an instant.
"Is that all? If so, I don't know, how are you qualified to talk to me? β
No, I moved my mind slightly, this guy, he can't move, he is very in awe of the strength of the gods, but what he didn't expect is that just a wisp of clone, Jing can be so strong.
"I just said, either you die, you have to be buried here, fortunately, I am not in the mood to deal with you now, while my temper is good, let me get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for letting your soul be destroyed in this void."
"Oh, this isn't the Lord of the Sacred Pavilion, isn't it me?"
No, I look into the distance......