Chapter 382: Who Owes Whom (4)
"You ......" The stout man was about to say more, but was stopped by the man beside him
The plain-clothed man took a step forward, bowed his head slightly to Linglong and a few people, and said lightly: "Three days ago, the Holy Palace raided the Dragon Clan of the Divine Clan, causing the Dragon Clan to be almost wiped out, and our Clan used the secret method to condense the remnant souls of the clan, and the leader I saw was the Holy Venerable Phantom Night, and the surviving members of the Dragon Clan could also confirm the identity of that person."
After the words fell, the man clapped his hands gently, and a plain white figure walked out from behind the crowd, like a willow, his eyebrows were picturesque, and the translucent tulle made his appearance slightly blurred, but it could not hide the stunning elegance.
Seeing the woman's figure, Linglong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly sank her eyes, "It's you?" Ziyue, the lord treats you like this, you actually led people to attack the holy palace! ”
The woman in white was slightly shocked, slowly lowered her eyes for a moment, and whispered: "The Protoss and the Demon Palace are incompatible, and I came today to eradicate the Demon Palace and avenge my people."
"You...... Okay, what a heavenly saint girl, the lord will only fall in love with you if you are blind" Hate clenched his fists, glared at the woman exquisitely, and gritted his teeth creaked.
The woman pursed her lips, and her stunning face was cold.
Seeing the woman's posture, Linglong was even more angry, shouted lightly, gathered spiritual power and attacked like a woman, "Those who betrayed the Lord are not qualified to appear in the Holy Palace, today I will clean the door for the Lord"
As soon as Linglong moved, the Protoss army in the rear suddenly rushed up, and the three of Liuli were startled, and sacrificed their long swords to meet the Protoss army, and the two sides fought together again.
Seeing the two people entangled, the plain-clothed man twisted his eyebrows, and was about to speak, when he was suddenly interrupted by a laughing voice that broke through the air, "Young Patriarch, the Demon Venerable is dead, and the Demon Palace is no longer a threat."
"What?"
The plain-clothed man was slightly startled, and before he could ask the reason, a red shadow swept in front of his eyes and landed in front of the man, his face dyed with cold killing intent, "What did you say?" ”
Suppressed by the look in Linglong's eyes, the man took a step back uncomfortably, and snorted coldly: "The Demon Venerable has been shot through the heart by the Heavenly Holy Maiden, and he will definitely die, and the death period of your Demon Palace has arrived."
"No, it won't...... The Lord will not die, he will not die" Linglong staggered back, his eyes were full of disbelief, the Lord was born of heaven and earth, how could it be easily destroyed?
After being shocked, Linglong turned around sharply and shot her gaze fiercely at the woman in white, "You killed the Venerable Lord?" You poisonous woman, I'm going to kill you, kill you! ”
"Stop her!" Seeing that Linglong was angry, the strong man hurriedly ordered to stop it, and thousands of Protoss armies quickly poured out from all directions and surrounded Linglong.
The road was closed, Linglong's eyes were red, and she desperately blasted out an offensive and blasted towards the Protoss army, her jade-colored eyes dyed with madness, "Get out, get out, get out of here!" ”
"Linglong, it's important to save the Lord"
Flying down beside Linglong, Linlang stretched out his hand to hold the angry Linglong, the jade hand flew, and a layer of blue light slowly rose from her pure eyes, Linlang snorted softly, and the blue light swept out from the bottom of her eyes, and the four people disappeared into the air through the space.
"This ......"
The Protoss people were taken aback, looked back at the man in plain clothes, and waited for instructions, the man in plain clothes shook his head and signaled Mo Chai, frowning at the woman in white, "Auntie, why are you pretending to be Yue?" ”
Long Yu's expression did not change, he only raised his hand to gently brush off the veil, revealing a stunning face that was quite similar to Ziyue, and whispered lightly: "If it weren't for that, how could you let Yue'er die?" ”