The young master of the demon clan

The purpose of burying Davion is self-evident, he used Yuwen Lie as a bait to induce the Lich King and Medivan to fight, so as to lure Medivan away from Farada and achieve his goal of diverting the tiger from the mountain.

However, this made Deathwing very uncomfortable in his heart, and he was fooled like a fool and unwillingly said: "Isn't it afraid that this guy who buries you will play this method with a priest from a small world, isn't he afraid of damaging the prestige of his master?" To be honest, Deathwing has never even seen the face of his master, he has only heard the voice, who his master is, and what background and identity he has, he doesn't know anything, but the master's strength is beyond doubt, because with his current strength, he can't even count as an ant in front of his master.

The middle and ring fingers of his hands were curled up as if nothing had happened, and the six fingers of his index finger, little finger and thumb were dragged by the mirage, and the mirage was like a searchlight emitting colorful light, dyeing the whole cloud into seven colors, and for a time the whole of Farada was shrouded in a strange colored mist.

Fu Xin was satisfied and put away the ancient mirror and said: "This is the master's divine power 'mirage', even the divine consciousness of the moon god is also blocked, once a primordial god breaks into this sea of fog, it will enter the illusion, if the will is not strong, it will be lost in the mirage!"

Deathwing was very surprised by the funeral's supernatural powers, but then snorted disdainfully: "With the strength of the two of us, it is effortless to join forces to kill a Medivan, why engage in such a conspiracy!"

Fu shook his head and said: "Medivan is protected by the moon god, if the two of us break in, we will definitely fight with him, and then we will definitely alarm the moon god, and the Lich King has become a god and disrupted my plan, the Lich King's position is unknown, if you help the Moon God, the two of us will be one against three, although the Lich King has just become a god, but the combat power is not under you, if the young master has any accidents, how can you and I explain to the master?"

"What? You say I'm not as good as the Lich King?" Deathwing jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, although he had been in contact with his master for a very short time, but from where he inherited supreme supernatural powers, how could he compare to the Lich King, a wild fox Zen.

Funeral didn't answer Deathwing, as if disdainful of replying, he said lightly, "Okay, don't delay, let's go!" Funeral flew towards Farada's figure and was gradually swallowed up by the thick fog.

Deathwing shouted, "Hey, bastard! Why are you saying that Lao Tzu is not as good as the wild fox Zen of the Lich King, if you don't make it clear today, the old man is not finished with you!" Deathwing's angry voice reverberated through the sea of fog, but when he saw the burial far away, Deathwing hurriedly flew to follow.

Funeral and sighing Deathwing came to the sky above Farada, and Funeral overlooked Medivanta for a while and said: "I didn't think that this Medivan left an enchantment before leaving, it seems that it will take some effort to break this enchantment!" Deathwing, don't look like a long-tongued woman who usually sighs endlessly, in fact, he is also a scheming man, and the funeral took a lot of effort to lure Medivan away from Farada, and now the young master who rescued them is only one kick away, if he uses his magic power to break this barrier at this time, he can compete in front of the young master at that time, and greatly suppress the limelight of the funeral.

Bury put his hands in his sleeves and took a few steps back, as if he really had no intention of fighting with Deathwing, but Deathwing didn't realize that Bury had been scratching and making an appearance for him when he was groping in his sleeves just now.

Behind Deathwing, a pair of pitch-black magic wings unfolded, the magic wings were like two spinning black monster wheels, and the magic wings pressed towards Medivanta, and seven colors of brilliance rushed from the Medivanta, dispersing the dense fog that was wrapped around Farada, and Deathwing was wrapped in a cloud of colorful balls, trapped in one of them and unable to break free for a while.

Funeral squinted and stared at Medivanta, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, their young master was summoned to this world from the sun when he was dying, because of this, the master felt his existence, after his death, the master passed guò Eternal Soul to the space world in the Demon of Desire, where he devoted himself to learning the supreme Dharma with the master, so that he could be reborn, he felt that he and the young master only saw an inexplicable connection and chance, he thought that he was born for the young master, and the funeral face was a little flushed because of excitement, and he tidied up his clothes and flew towards the Madeven Venta。

Deathwing was struggling in the colorful heart set up by Medivan, watching the burial first step into the Medivan Tower, if the funeral first saw the young master, the credit would belong to him, Deathwing tore his throat and shouted, "Hey, help me!" and the burial ignored Deathwing's call for help, Deathwing looked at the back of the burial into the tower, and suddenly realized that he had fallen for this damn guy's trick again, it was really unguardable! Deathwing couldn't wait to eat this insidious guy at this moment!

Due to the divine power of the Colorful Heart Realm just now, the clouds and mist were dispersed, allowing the sunlight to shine in, Nuo Chong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, felt the warm sunlight on his face, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were like two abysses, as if he could swallow a qiē, Nuo Chong stretched out his hand and whispered to the sunlight shining in his hand: "I haven't seen such warm sunshine for a long time, I am Nuo Chong! With Nuo Chong being detained, his soul changed rapidly, becoming more and more indifferent to everything, everything in the world was like being covered by wind and snow in the cold winter, and no matter in his heart, he had no feelings, no matter what he hoped for, no matter what he was afraid of! But he didn't want to forget himself, so he repeatedly reminded himself every day of who he was, not that Teno was afraid, but that he didn't want to be controlled by this kind of 'forgetfulness'.

A tall figure appeared in front of the round floor-to-ceiling window, pulling a long shadow in the daylight, the sunlight disappeared in Nuo Chong's hand, raised his eyes and looked at the figure stepping into the floor-to-ceiling window, the shadow of the person who came was getting longer and longer, and when he walked in front of Nuo Chong, the shadow covered Nuo Chong underneath, and Nuo Chong looked at the person calmly.

The person who came suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground, put his left hand on the half-squatting left knee, and bowed his head on the ground with his right hand, and said: "Subordinate burial! Knock to see the young master!" The funeral attitude was unusually deferential.

Nuo Chong looked at the funeral without saying a word, and for a while the needle drop could be heard in the field, Nuo Chong slowly stood up and put his hand behind his back and said: "You get up! I already know a qiē, although I am not interested in the purpose of your coming, but it is much better than being trapped here! I also want to meet the so-called master! After all, I seem to have been born somewhere!" From the two of them looking at each other just now, Nuo Chong has completely ' Reading the 'burial of the original god, firstly, Nuo Chong's ability has made great progress, and secondly, because the burial did not dare to resist Nuo Chong's thoughts, so he was read by Nuo Chong to a qiē in his heart.

Nuo Chong slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and raised his head and closed his eyes, the sun caressed his whole body like a gentle hand, making his limbs extremely comfortable, burying himself from the ground, standing quietly behind Nuo Chong, looking down at the ground very deferentially.

The Wings of Death in the Colorful Heart Realm have turned into prototypes, and the wings shattered the Colorful Hearts Realm with force, and in a fit of rage, he flew directly in front of the Medivanta, roaring at the funeral: "You shameless villain! If you don't apologize to me today, don't blame me for being unkind!" The Deathwing Dragon Wei shook the entire Farada under the urging of the dragon roar, and the people of Farada found that the alarm bells of the uninvited guests were everywhere, but under the dragon power of the Deathwing, Farada and many buildings could not stand the dragon power and collapsed one after another, and Farada fell into a scene of apocalypse for a while.

Nuo Chong and buried in front of Deathwing's huge size, just like two fleas, Deathwing's dragon chant almost collapsed Mediventa, Nuo Chong was no different color under Long Wei, but his brows were furrowed, a pair of eyes stared at Deathwing, Deathwing's intuitive body was like lead, sinking more and more uncontrollably in the end, and plunged into Farada, directly smashing a large number of buildings in Farada, killing and wounding countless people at one time, and Farada who was suspended in the air trembled.

Nuo Chong looked down at Deathwing, which was struggling to fly in the ruins, and said, "If you do it again next time, I'll cut off your annoying wings! Nuo Chong flew up and flew in the direction of the sea first, and followed behind him without saying a word, just now Deathwing was indeed angry at Funeral, but after seeing Nuo Chong, he found that this young master's strength was pitiful, and he wanted to use the dragon power to deter this young master, but his mind was seen through by Nuo Chong at a glance, and he used his mind to control Deathwing, and let him crash into Falada It was a lesson, and Nuo Chong also found that he had absolute control over Deathwing and Burial, and the lives of the two would be wiped out in his thoughts.

Deathwing turned into a human form, and flew up with his neck slumped, this young master is too terrible, he looked at him for a moment just now as if his own qiē was seen through, and he didn't have any privacy under those eyes, and those eyes, he had never seen them in millions of years, looking at the burial with low eyebrows, Deathwing learned smart this time, and he would follow the funeral in the future to ensure that there would be no mistakes.