Chapter 923

Yu Chengqian sat on the fighter plane, took off the special fox mask, and overlooked the tourmaline manor like a king. The eagle's eyes were filled with a smile that was bound to win.

"Zhan Han Jue, I want you all to give my little aunt a funeral."

The big bats on the land flew up in black pressure, projecting dense biochemical bombs like raindrops around the tourmaline manor.

The chariot of the Battle Chill Lord was like a demon that had been sealed for thousands of years being released, and it was rampaging in the tourmaline manor, but the tail of the chariot leaked high-strength bombs one after another.

When hundreds of vehicles are blown over by large bats, Warlord turns on the detonating device.

"Let the splendor of the tourmaline estate be history." There were stubborn tears in the eyes of the Battle Chill Lord.

Blazing flames, leaping into the air.

Originally, it was a sporadic fire, but at this moment, all the prairie fires are connected into a huge sea of fire.

"Boom!"

The entire tourmaline manor is like a huge planet suddenly falling and exploding.

Soon, the messenger of the divine hermit came to report: "Young master, the tourmaline manor is filled with poisonous gases. The War Chill Lord activated a special combustion gas, and the people of Tourmaline Manor would never be able to get away with it. ”

Yu Chengqian lost his mind slightly.

Yu Chengqian looked at the sea of fire and was dumbfounded.

"Lord Zhan Han, you are ruthless enough."

Yu Chengqian looked blankly at the sea of fire below.

"The chariot of the Lord of War is to escape from this vast sea of fire. Probably impossible, right? ”

"He's fighting me with the determination to die. Zhan Han Jue, your courage, your wisdom, and your skills, I am ashamed of myself. ”

"Young master, it's almost dawn, let's withdraw."

Soon, the large bats that filled the sky over the tourmaline dispersed, and the sky over the black oppressive tourmaline regained its light.

At the foot of the mountain against which the tourmaline manor was backed, Zhan Fengxian stared at the big pupils of the copper bell and looked at the inside of the tourmaline manor in horror.

The Divine Messenger said, "Unless he is a god, not a man." ”

Yu Chengqian raised his hand, "The task is complete." ”

After a long time, the soulless phoenix fairy made a heart-rending sound, and Yan Zheng stretched out his hand to cover her mouth.

"Impatiens! Don't scream! ”

She saw her eldest brother driving a chariot and personally detonating the entire tourmaline manor.

"No ......"

For them, witnessing how wise and foolish the Warlord was to deal with the killers of the end times, and how he was so bold as to ignite the detonating device, the Warlord used his own death to protect the last dignity of the Tourmaline Manor.

At the very least, the killer of the end times can't humiliate the people of the war family like he humiliated the old man of Mingyue Village.

"My eldest brother, he-" Feng Xian was so sad that she was speechless. I only felt that my heart was burning like a fire, and her throat was hoarse, so that she couldn't breathe.

Yan Zheng hugged her tightly with red eyes, "It's all over." Phoenix, it's all over. ”

Dawn envelops the entire land.

The sound of the fire truck rang out rapidly in the imperial capital.

It's just that such a cold lord makes people's hearts ache so much that they can't breathe.

The faint morning light shines from the eastern horizon.

The periphery of the tourmaline manor was full of people.

But in the face of the flames that rose several feet high, everyone seemed to feel helpless.

Mysterious castle.

After Yan Zhengling's short nap last night, her eyes slowly returned to light.