Gu Gaoge froze in a strange shock posture, and then the empty seed, its ground was full of horror, and its mouth was long, as if it wanted to scream, but every time it made any sound.

Zhao Yongchun has always made every move, and every time he makes a move, he will kill him, and he will use the power of the land, and every time he can understand it. But with a kind of fear, it is conveyed in any way that the heart of the monk of the clan is recognized.

Zhao Yongchun smiled lightly on his face, and he walked casually, slowly walking towards the solidified and empty cultivation valley Gaoge. Gu Gaoge was horrified as he watched it approach, but at this moment it was unable to move even a single hair.

"It's boring, if you make up for the Martial Emperor Enchantment, I want you to be a weak race, I'm afraid that it will disappear from the sky tens of thousands of years ago!" Zhao Yongchun sneered at Gu Gaoge and slowly raised his palm.

The ship merchant of the Yuqing Sect, the monk of Naxie Dongxuandi, was weak in his legs. At the beginning of the day, he thought about saving Gu Gaoge again. It can make them worthy of the strange situation at this moment, and then they can be worthy of the sky species and the monks of the demon clan who recognize the earth, and finally sighed and retreated.

"You should be honored if you let me Ji Zhao enter the territory of the Confession Clan, and then kill the first monks. Because the Lai Demon Clan has not occupied this place, I will only leave your name in the classics, and use the Lai to set off my Zhao Yongchun's glory!" Zhao Yongchun slowly patted his palm.

"Make up for it!" "The monks who were watching the battle from a distance and shouted again with tears in their eyes, and they dared to go to the miserable scene.

"It's already defeated, why don't you have to kill it?, the demon clan is not so cruel!" and recognized Da roared, his eyes were red, and his neck was bruised, and he wanted to rush to the place, but he was held down by his companions beside him.

The eyes of the monks of the two states were trembling, and they watched Zhao Yongchun's palms slowly descend, touching the top of Gu Gaogedi's head. After burning, they watched Gu Gaoge like tofu and Zhao Yongchun's palms were only down, turning into blood mist, falling in pieces.

The blood-red mist shrouded the sky, and it seemed to haunt the hearts of the earth. Countless pieces of flesh and blood fell and countless sea species were instantly drowned by the wave dragon, as if they had happened again.

Many people have heard of the demon race, and many people have only learned about the terrifying races, but today, for the first time, they have seen that the various races are really so terrifying, and so cruel.

Gu Gaoge died under his palm, but Zhao Yongchun's ground changed in the slightest, it raised its hand very calmly, and the blood dripped from its fingers, and it put its fingers into its mouth, and the red blood ran down its fingers, dripping and then it cleaned the teeth, swallowed slowly, squinted slightly, and enjoyed it very much.

After a while, Zhao Yongchun opened his eyes, he stretched out his blood-red tongue, and then licked it lightly with his thick lips, as if he had a reminiscence.

"Yuan Lai, recognize the blood of the monks, how delicious it is. It's a pity, it's such a waste to make up for it next time!" Zhao Yongchun said in a faint voice, and he couldn't help but tremble when he heard the words. At that time, Emperor Wu was amazingly talented, dividing the world into Xing'an Prefecture, and all kinds of ethnic groups complemented each other, and there was nothing to do.

And take it again, so that a period of blood and rain flies for years, if the clan makes up for Emperor Wu's location, I am afraid that it is really dangerous to destroy the clan. It can make one cut and shake with the appearance of Emperor Wu's enchantment, and change.

Since then, the species have been relatively comfortable to reproduce. At the beginning, he was still vigilant, and he always felt that Na Xie had once regarded the recognition as a foreign race in captivity, and he would return to him at any time. Nazer's bloodthirsty face often turns into nightmares and awakens them.

For a period of time, the recognition of the class of unprecedentedly united, the recognition of the desperate cultivation, the efforts to improve the cultivation, although the recognition of the class of forces burned and subordinate, but every time something dirty happened, because they did not recognize the common enemy.

The monk aims to make transcendence, immortality, and immortality. Time is again making up and eroding the life of the monks, and the monks who have experienced the years of suffering in Nass will slowly die out in the years.

As the group of monks disappeared, the vigilance slowly faded, and the time of the monks seemed to be very long, but it seemed to be a snap of a finger again. Ten thousand years have passed, twenty thousand years have passed, and the world of recognition has changed rapidly with the passage of time, and the mentality of the monks has changed again and again.

Fame, fortune, sex, affection, son, everything, shaking and enough motivation to make many people take risks. From then on, there will be no peace in the recognition of the class, grabbing territory, grabbing resources, and even making Wei Xie Xu quarrel, shaking can reach the hand.

They forgot that maybe 10,000 years ago, their fathers may have fought side by side, forgetting that in addition to the two states of the Zhi clan, they also existed in a different race. The various forces are tilting against each other, fighting again and again, the city head changes to reach the imperial flag, and the power structure is reshuffled in a complementary way.

In fact, if you count it carefully, many monks and merchants in Dalu have calculated that each of them has four or five generations of recognizance of the land, and there is still a little kinship in the supplement. If the situation is only chaotic, who will care about Nashek?

The situation continued again, and it was only tens of thousands of years ago that Emperor Wu's enchantment was loosened, and he felt that he was in danger again. Although making up for the various crises has caused heavy losses, making up for the time experienced by one thing and making up for the length, and working hard to solve one thing, Daduo has shaken the top forces of the current class, including the Jiuda sect and the Shida family of Chongzhou.

For hundreds of thousands of years, except for the Jiuda Sect and the Shida Family, who had only seen the horror of the demon clan tens of thousands of years ago, the others recognized the root cause of knowing what kind of demon thief clan had survived. After pouring, and Na Xie has seen the demon clan, and the traces of the years have disappeared according to the burn.

When it burns, it makes up for the lack and books circulate, only to make the world where the strength is not respected, and how much do you recognize it? Even if one makes an envoy occasionally fall, who will take it seriously? The local sect next door is eyeing it again, and in his heart he is still thinking about snatching the spiritual stone mines of a certain sect in the east. What a distant thing to do with the demon clan!

It can be made today, when the monks of the two states of the entire clan and Qishan have gone through various ways and really overwhelmed the means of the demon clan, one heart is burning and sinking to the bottom. What sect, what family, what fame and fortune, shaking is more important than supplementing the business to live, and then for a moment, the monk of the clan is finally born and thinks about the enemy.

"Demon clan, damn it, the absolute supplement can let them get away with it!" and he turned over the table in front of him, his eyes red and roared.

"Nothing will exist again, and there will be no catastrophe to make up for it?"