Liang Jiaxue spread the robe led by Han Ming, her arms hung down weakly, the corners of her mouth bent down, her eyes were gloomy, and her stomach was twitching in pain, "What should I do?!What should I do, grandpa?"

Liang Jiaxue was born a year ago, her parents died in the dragon disaster, she became a fatherless and motherless orphan, only her grandfather treated her like a father and mother, when she was a child, because her cultivation talent was too rebellious, she was jealous and rejected by all her dragon peers, and gradually developed a cold and arrogant character, but only her grandfather saw that she was still that innocent and good girl.

Liang Jiaxue has countless beautiful moments in her life are with her grandfather, she once naively thought that she would never die if she was as strong as her grandfather, but now she ...... At this moment, it was her grandfather who was being brutally tortured and killed outside!!

She sat on the ground with her hands on her knees, silent except for the tears that flowed endlessly.

When Han Ming saw Liang Jiaxue like this, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he could empathize with the despair and pain in Liang Jiaxue's eyes, because once Han Xiaobai was besieged by the Flying Arrow Clan and the Silver Shark Clan in front of Baijing City in order to protect him, and blocked an arrow for him, and then there was no news at all.

At that time, Han Ming woke up from his serious injury, just like Liang Jiaxue now, desperate, helpless, and in pain.

Yikes!

Han Ming clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth curved down, "Is there any way, can I help her?"

At this time, a black token in Han Ming's ring suddenly shook slightly, and a long-lost spiritual sense fluctuation was transmitted to Han Ming's mind.

"Yo, boy, do you need strength?" Qing Qiuxuan was obviously a beautiful woman who brought disaster to the country and the people, but she used such an old goblin tone to talk to Han Ming.

Han Ming's eyes suddenly widened, his body trembled slightly, and he responded angrily to Qing Qiu with his spiritual sense: "You...... You're spying on me?!"

Qing Qiu snorted coldly nonchalantly: "Nonsense, my decades of hard work are all bet on you, you think I will believe you for no reason!"

Han Ming's eyebrows were pressed fiercely, and his heart rushed wildly, countless grass and mud horses, this superb iceberg violent woman, had been monitoring him all the time by relying on the token, so he took a bath......

On the continent far away from the sea, in the stone cave that was sealed in the underground Hellish Blood Prison, Qing Qiuyan held a black token that was exactly the same as the one given to Han Ming at the beginning, and his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he said coldly.

"Shameless, don't think too much, I don't have half an interest in your body, and don't be delusional about taking out the token and throwing it away, the power I injected into it is enough to destroy the Dragon Realm twice!"

It wasn't Qing Qiuyan who reminded him that Han Ming had already taken out the black token and threw it far away at this time, even if he admitted that Qing Qiuxuan was very beautiful, but his privacy would never be violated by others.

"You iceberg tyrannical girl, and voyeurism, my son's holy jade body ......"

"Shut up!" Qing Qiu's face was dark, if Han Ming was beside him, she would definitely stab Han Ming to death ten thousand times with her fingernails.

Now in a difficult situation, Han Ming is not in the mood to worry so much, he calmed down, cleaned his mood, and asked in the voice of spiritual sense: "What, what do you want to do?"

Qing Qiuyan's expression was still cold and arrogant, and her voice was still so cold that it made people feel as if they couldn't touch it, "Don't you want power? I can satisfy you, this black token can give you absolute power twice!"

"Is there any price?" Han Ming glanced at Liang Jiaxue, who was sitting on the ground beside him and crying helplessly.

"These two borrowing of power were originally prepared for you to complete my mission more smoothly, and now if you don't use your power, you will all die in the Dragon Realm, there is no price, but after the borrowing is completed, your body may be cracked!"

Han Ming instantly responded angrily: "This is called a !?! without a price"

"But if you don't, you'll be killed too, and if you die, my physical body will have to wait until the next few decades to find the right person to bring it back, and now it's me who should be most angry!"

Qing Qiu threw down the black token with an expressionless face, and then wore a light veil, lifted her jade feet and stepped on the stone steps and slowly walked into the biochemical pool, her toes were as perfect as white pearls, and she was even more delicate when soaked in the milky white biochemical pool.

It may be that the vitality in the living and creative pool has removed the dead qi in her body, she groaned softly in comfort, and the whole person sank to the bottom of the pool.

As for what will happen to Han Ming in the end, she doesn't want to know anymore, after all, this kind of plan that relies on others will always fail because of some obstacles, and she has already ...... Already used to it...... Let's do it!

"Hey, hey, hey!" When Han Ming contacted Qing Qiuyan again, there was no sound on the other side.

"Hahaha, today is the day of the destruction of your dragon realm!" The Black Demon Commander let out a long roar, clenched his fists with both hands, and the fist technique had endless rhyme, smashing the Third Elder of the Golden Dragon and the Fourth Elder of the Black Dragon to the point of vomiting blood.

"If it's painful, call me out!" "On the other side, the half-step Demon Venerable roared angrily, his palm was pinched hard, and he could feel that the bones of the two dragon clan battle commanders were constantly shattering and reborn, but the two dragon clan elders gritted their teeth and didn't snort for half a step, even though they were already covered in blood and couldn't see the human form.

The morale of the demon warrior has increased greatly, and the dragon warrior king has been continuously suppressed, and another dragon warrior has fallen in the fierce battle, and the blood of the warrior king is wantonly swayed in the air.

"It's over, it's over, the dragon clan is finished, the dragon world is over, and we're going to be done too!"

"I shouldn't have come to the Dragon Pool Conference if I knew that we should have come here, and now we are all destined to die here!"

"I didn't expect the dragon clan to be so unbearable, and even we have to die in vain!"

The Sea Clan survivors all began to complain in despair, and the native dragons of the Dragon Realm also shed tears of despair.

"The catastrophe of the dragon clan is coming!"

"The Great Elder and the Second Elder are going to be Saint Fall!"

"Who can save all this?!"

Above the ancestral tree.

Guang Biao lowered his head in silence and clenched his fist hard, his bones turning white.

Liang Jiaxue clasped her hands on her knees, crying silently, and a group of pure-blood talents of the dragon clan, all of whom sighed in despair.

Han Ming bent down and whispered something in Xiangxiang's ear.

Xiangxiang looked up at Han Ming blankly, but didn't stop it again.

Click!

Someone walked out slowly from behind the trunk, he was wearing the Eight Banners Hook Heaven Armor, the sticky blood stains on the armor had not yet dried up, and even he had difficulty moving, but his back was as straight as a javelin.

No one saw his expression, for the black angular helmet obscured it, and only the curvature of the corner of the young man's mouth made the hearts of everyone who noticed him settle down.

In this completely hopeless situation, heroes are needed!

Han Ming thinks that he is still far from a hero, but this does not prevent him from having the confidence to become a hero.

Probably every man has such confidence and dreams, because the blood flowing in the body of a husband is always hotter than that of a woman.

This time, Han Ming expected that he would die in nineteen, eight, nine, and nineteen, but he did not regret it.

Yes, never regret it!