Chapter 467: 470: Missing

Duanmu Wuxian didn't reward Nalan Mingyue from the corner of his eyes, and secretly thought: Niuniu's opponent can't be reborn by borrowing corpses, and can only rely on his soul to recuperate, and he can have such a power, which is really not to be underestimated.

Presumably, he accepted Lan Mingyue as an apprentice, and he also took a fancy to the other party's Nine Yin Destiny, waiting for the opportunity to take away his body.

Duanmu is too lazy to talk nonsense, to deal with this kind of person, there is no need to say much, just destroy his soul.

It's just that such a person will not gather all his souls in one person, he will scatter them among the closest and most trusted people around him.

Suddenly, Gongsun Jin's words recalled that the source cherry blossoms were very strange, and they had no breath of life.

How did this perverted person give birth to the daughter of Gen Sakura?

Could it be that he also borrowed other people's bodies.

The demonic qi in Duanmu Wuxie's palm condensed into a ball and flew towards Nalan Mingyue without hesitation, in all directions, no matter which direction he fled from.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Mingyue didn't move, and laughed: "Demon Lord, you are very smart, but you miscalculated." Ben Shuai's soul is all over the barracks, unless you kill everyone in one move, otherwise, today can only be your death, and you are going to cry. ”

Outside the tent, the ten atomic bombs in the mouth of Baili Qianmu, who attacked Wangtian City, had already ignited the fuse.

Of course, Duanmu Wuxian knew its power, he had already seen it, and he had broken through the first line of defense of Wangtian City with one piece.

If all these ten are thrown into Wangtian City, then, Niu Niu, Duanmu Wuxian closed his eyes, and it is my responsibility to protect you.

A black flame flew out of Duanmu Wuxie's heart, and nine fire dragons flew in nine directions, rushing into the sky.

The handsome camp of the White Water Empire, the howl of pain, the sound shook the sky, seeping out from the black flames, so that the people of the Starlight Continent could never forget.

Everyone who was fighting stopped, looking up at the sky, at the dragon in the black flames, at the red-hot sky, at the deafening black mushroom cloud.

"Ten." Baili Qianmu lost his voice.

"Lan Qing."

She knew the flame, it was Duanmu's innocent natal fire, which could scorch all evil monsters.

The Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire can burn all evil monsters.

Using both at the same time is something that Duanmu Wuxie's current body simply can't bear.

The fierce pain in Baili Qianmu's heart came from the hundreds of bones in his limbs.

"White sand." Baisha, who was controlling the epidemic outside to eliminate the monitoring, and detoxifying the clouds and rain, Hongchen heard the call of Baili Qianmu's heart, Hongchen stayed to continue the unfinished work, Baisha rushed back to Wangtian City, and was temporarily replaced by Baili Qianmu as a mount under the air of Jiuyou Fengluan.

"Don't worry, he's a demon ancestor, and it's going to be fine." Baisha was relieved.

How can you not be worried? He is facing a genius madman, a freak genius who perfectly combines modern technology with fantasy, and a crazy demonic psychopath.

He has something in his hands that people in this world cannot imagine and can understand.

Baisha's footsteps were fast, very fast, but all they could see was the traces of being burned by fire after the war.

The huge barracks left nothing but scorched earth.

Baili Qianmu's heart trembled fiercely, and he slowly walked on the ruins to find it, listening to his location with his heart and Duanmu Wuxie's special spiritual voice.

There was only a lonely wind and a cold air that answered her.