Chapter 875
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Quiet!
Dead silence!
Silent, the atmosphere is suppressed to the extreme, as if in endless darkness, which can make people suffocate in the past.
"Ticking!"
the silence around us reached the extreme. There was only the sound of drops of sweat on the forehead of the old corpse. There was never fear or horror.
Death, that is a luxury!
Can you see it clearly?
Who are they!
Ancient lady!
Qianlong, the holy master killed from the chaos gate.
The oldest princess of the human race!
Once swept the existence of the supreme in thirty-three days.
Treat the void monster as the meow of food.
One of the seven messengers of misfortune, relying on the Lord
I dare to call it the name of Fuhuang!
Emperor Tianhuang!
The Raven king.
That can provoke, that can provoke, that can't squash the existence of the void.
Old man, who are you provoking!
What bad luck!
It's over. It's really over. It's really a big deal.
Pretending not to be able to make it, but being slapped on the face, and finally not being able to protect the old life, implicated the disaster Lord.
I'm not a pit master.
"Speak! Why don't you talk? Didn't you just say something? "
"One crown at a time, one mouth at a time, don't poke it up. We are allies. How can I poke it up?"
"It's back. I didn't plan to worry about your troubles, but I couldn't help it!"
"My St. Wang's sister is here, but if he brings me the treasure, anyone who does anything will be killed."
"Today you are dead or alive, including the disaster Lord behind you. It depends on a person's mood. Do you see the master Qianlong?"
"He is the great saint of our people, my martial uncle, the teacher of my sister Saint Wang, and the teacher of my daughters-in-law, as long as his old man is relaxed."
"Then I can take it as if it never happened."
The ancient wasteland still communicated with the old corpse in the empty language, unconsciously lit a cigar again, and took a sip, accompanied by the smoke ring all over the sky.
Thirty six continents!
Let's see the value of these three words.
A word can quell the fighting, but it can also provoke war.
As long as martial uncle doesn't give up his identity as the great saint of the human race, he will have to be forced up one day.
You can't just pretend to be forced. You have to let martial uncle pretend to be forced to make mistakes.
"Crown, you Seriously As long as Saint The master doesn't investigate... "
"Bullshit, I'm a scholar. I've always been honest and never cheated!"
"Under the crown, seriously!"
"Seriously!"
The terrified old mummy took a breath of cool air, but the heart had already mentioned the voice and the eyes, the words under the crown Is it true or not.
It's just, it's just, it's no matter whether it's a pit or not, I'll let it go.
Everyone here can't be provoked. They are all big men.
Even if the Lord of misfortune comes, he must kneel.
Things have changed, a little face, what is it?
The old mummy stood up tremblingly, took a breath of cool air again, and walked towards the ancient wasteland tremblingly. His heart, liver, spleen and stomach were trembling!
One step, two steps It's only a dozen Zhangs. It's half a quarter of an hour since we left. The messengers of misfortune are all surprised. Because you don't make this terrible existence. What do you want to do?
In addition to the king, the ancient snow, the meow and the light, all the other people shrunk back.
Usurper without leakage, the Saint King of the dark soul family, and the old king of the silver family.
Emperor Qianyan, grand duke Cadillac, left Minister Li Guangdou, seven princess yun ji.
You, the rain, seven years and a lot of dolls.
Panda iron and steel, ox, fox Xuanqing, ancient dust, are shivering to the extreme
They are not monsters. They can say nothing and slap with their hands. After all, there is only one monsters in the world.
When the old mummy came to the saint's face step by step, a pair of cold and merciless golden pupils stood up and looked at the saint. The saint's body was as stiff as an icehouse, and his soul was almost frozen. Even if the power of the overlord was used, it could not be resisted.
I'm a bully, but I'm above my peak and I've hit the God of the eighteen heavens.
How strong was the messenger of misfortune? It was just a tramp on horses and a non-human being.
What on earth did you say to him? It seems that you're coming to me.
Calm down!
Calm down!
Calm down!
I'm a holy master. I can't be a little timid in front of a group of young people. I'm the invincible Saint across 36 continents. I'm also the existence of the occupation of hegemonic.
Head can be broken, blood can flow, old face can not be lost!
To have the aura, demeanor, force grid!
As soon as I read this, the master forcibly turned his nearly stiff arm and slowly swept up the green beard. When he touched the green beard, he grasped it hard. His fingers were already shaking uncontrollably.
"Poo Tong!"
"Holy master, I'm kneeling now. Please forgive me a lot."
The old mummy knelt down on the spot and smashed two big holes in the ground. His head was even knocked towards the ground. What was knocked was the broken green bricks on the ground and the smoke everywhere.
Paralyzed, let go!
I'm so lucky that I hit the iron plate!
No, this is a piece of chaotic iron.
If you can escape one life today, you will be far away from thirty-six continents in the future, absolutely not close to one step.
Quiet!
Dead silence!
The movement of the old mummy made everyone dull, and everyone fell into a deep muddle.
Meow, Xiaoxi is surprised!
Ancient snow!
The king also showed a surprised look.
As for master Qianlong, his face had already showed the expression of ignorant force. He almost forgot how it happened, not only ignorant, but also extremely ignorant force.
Can I help you?
I finally calmed down and knelt down.
You bastard, you must be this bastard. It's really a small pit. Even martial uncle dares to pit.
It's really a little devil. Since I have to pretend to force you, you should say it in advance!
I'm not prepared at all.
It's not a surprise. It's just a horse scare. OK!
Good you bastard, this hand plays beautifully, isn't it to let me just pretend to be forced?
This is for silver, gold and dark heaven.
In this case, if I don't put on a good one, I'm sorry for your trouble.
It seems that I haven't been forced for a long time
"How dare you, how dare you!"
"How can you be wrong? We are the ants."
"What kind of identity are we and you? How dare we accept your admission?"
"If you let the Lord of misfortune know that you kneel today, the heaven will be gone."
"I will kneel for you, please forgive us!"
Master Qianlong takes a handful of green beard and turns to go to the front of the old mummy. A trick is to kneel
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Quiet!
Dead silence!
Silent, the atmosphere is suppressed to the extreme, as if in endless darkness, which can make people suffocate in the past.
"Ticking!"
the silence around us reached the extreme. There was only the sound of drops of sweat on the forehead of the old corpse. There was never fear or horror.
Death, that is a luxury!
Can you see it clearly?
Who are they!
Ancient lady!
Qianlong, the holy master killed from the chaos gate.
The oldest princess of the human race!
Once swept the existence of the supreme in thirty-three days.
Treat the void monster as the meow of food.
One of the seven messengers of misfortune, relying on the Lord
I dare to call it the name of Fuhuang!
Emperor Tianhuang!
The Raven king.
That can provoke, that can provoke, that can't squash the existence of the void.
Old man, who are you provoking!
What bad luck!
It's over. It's really over. It's really a big deal.
Pretending not to be able to make it, but being slapped on the face, and finally not being able to protect the old life, implicated the disaster Lord.
I'm not a pit master.
"Speak! Why don't you talk? Didn't you just say something? "
"One crown at a time, one mouth at a time, don't poke it up. We are allies. How can I poke it up?"
"It's back. I didn't plan to worry about your troubles, but I couldn't help it!"
"My St. Wang's sister is here, but if he brings me the treasure, anyone who does anything will be killed."
"Today you are dead or alive, including the disaster Lord behind you. It depends on a person's mood. Do you see the master Qianlong?"
"He is the great saint of our people, my martial uncle, the teacher of my sister Saint Wang, and the teacher of my daughters-in-law, as long as his old man is relaxed."
"Then I can take it as if it never happened."
The ancient wasteland still communicated with the old corpse in the empty language, unconsciously lit a cigar again, and took a sip, accompanied by the smoke ring all over the sky.
Thirty six continents!
Let's see the value of these three words.
A word can quell the fighting, but it can also provoke war.
As long as martial uncle doesn't give up his identity as the great saint of the human race, he will have to be forced up one day.
You can't just pretend to be forced. You have to let martial uncle pretend to be forced to make mistakes.
"Crown, you Seriously As long as Saint The master doesn't investigate... "
"Bullshit, I'm a scholar. I've always been honest and never cheated!"
"Under the crown, seriously!"
"Seriously!"
The terrified old mummy took a breath of cool air, but the heart had already mentioned the voice and the eyes, the words under the crown Is it true or not.
It's just, it's just, it's no matter whether it's a pit or not, I'll let it go.
Everyone here can't be provoked. They are all big men.
Even if the Lord of misfortune comes, he must kneel.
Things have changed, a little face, what is it?
The old mummy stood up tremblingly, took a breath of cool air again, and walked towards the ancient wasteland tremblingly. His heart, liver, spleen and stomach were trembling!
One step, two steps It's only a dozen Zhangs. It's half a quarter of an hour since we left. The messengers of misfortune are all surprised. Because you don't make this terrible existence. What do you want to do?
In addition to the king, the ancient snow, the meow and the light, all the other people shrunk back.
Usurper without leakage, the Saint King of the dark soul family, and the old king of the silver family.
Emperor Qianyan, grand duke Cadillac, left Minister Li Guangdou, seven princess yun ji.
You, the rain, seven years and a lot of dolls.
Panda iron and steel, ox, fox Xuanqing, ancient dust, are shivering to the extreme
They are not monsters. They can say nothing and slap with their hands. After all, there is only one monsters in the world.
When the old mummy came to the saint's face step by step, a pair of cold and merciless golden pupils stood up and looked at the saint. The saint's body was as stiff as an icehouse, and his soul was almost frozen. Even if the power of the overlord was used, it could not be resisted.
I'm a bully, but I'm above my peak and I've hit the God of the eighteen heavens.
How strong was the messenger of misfortune? It was just a tramp on horses and a non-human being.
What on earth did you say to him? It seems that you're coming to me.
Calm down!
Calm down!
Calm down!
I'm a holy master. I can't be a little timid in front of a group of young people. I'm the invincible Saint across 36 continents. I'm also the existence of the occupation of hegemonic.
Head can be broken, blood can flow, old face can not be lost!
To have the aura, demeanor, force grid!
As soon as I read this, the master forcibly turned his nearly stiff arm and slowly swept up the green beard. When he touched the green beard, he grasped it hard. His fingers were already shaking uncontrollably.
"Poo Tong!"
"Holy master, I'm kneeling now. Please forgive me a lot."
The old mummy knelt down on the spot and smashed two big holes in the ground. His head was even knocked towards the ground. What was knocked was the broken green bricks on the ground and the smoke everywhere.
Paralyzed, let go!
I'm so lucky that I hit the iron plate!
No, this is a piece of chaotic iron.
If you can escape one life today, you will be far away from thirty-six continents in the future, absolutely not close to one step.
Quiet!
Dead silence!
The movement of the old mummy made everyone dull, and everyone fell into a deep muddle.
Meow, Xiaoxi is surprised!
Ancient snow!
The king also showed a surprised look.
As for master Qianlong, his face had already showed the expression of ignorant force. He almost forgot how it happened, not only ignorant, but also extremely ignorant force.
Can I help you?
I finally calmed down and knelt down.
You bastard, you must be this bastard. It's really a small pit. Even martial uncle dares to pit.
It's really a little devil. Since I have to pretend to force you, you should say it in advance!
I'm not prepared at all.
It's not a surprise. It's just a horse scare. OK!
Good you bastard, this hand plays beautifully, isn't it to let me just pretend to be forced?
This is for silver, gold and dark heaven.
In this case, if I don't put on a good one, I'm sorry for your trouble.
It seems that I haven't been forced for a long time
"How dare you, how dare you!"
"How can you be wrong? We are the ants."
"What kind of identity are we and you? How dare we accept your admission?"
"If you let the Lord of misfortune know that you kneel today, the heaven will be gone."
"I will kneel for you, please forgive us!"
Master Qianlong takes a handful of green beard and turns to go to the front of the old mummy. A trick is to kneel
Quiet! Dead silence! Silent, the atmosphere is suppressed to the extreme, as if in endless darkness, which can make people suffocate in the past. "Ticking!" the silence around us reached the extreme. There was only the sound of drops of sweat on the forehead of the old corpse. There was never fear or horror. Death, that is a luxury! Can you see it clearly? Who are they! Ancient lady! Qianlong, the holy master killed from the chaos gate. The oldest princess of the human race! Once swept the existence of the supreme in thirty-three days. Treat the void monster as the meow of food. One of the seven messengers of misfortune, relying on the Lord I dare to call it the name of Fuhuang! Emperor Tianhuang! The Raven king. That can provoke, that can provoke, that can't squash the existence of the void. Old man, who are you provoking! What bad luck! It's over. It's really over. It's really a big deal. Pretending not to be able to make it, but being slapped on the face, and finally not being able to protect the old life, implicated the disaster Lord. I'm not a pit master. "Speak! Why don't you talk? Didn't you just say something? " "One crown at a time, one mouth at a time, don't poke it up. We are allies. How can I poke it up?" "It's back. I didn't plan to worry about your troubles, but I couldn't help it!" "My St. Wang's sister is here, but if he brings me the treasure, anyone who does anything will be killed." "Today you are dead or alive, including the disaster Lord behind you. It depends on a person's mood. Do you see the master Qianlong?" "He is the great saint of our people, my martial uncle, the teacher of my sister Saint Wang, and the teacher of my daughters-in-law, as long as his old man is relaxed." "Then I can take it as if it never happened." The ancient wasteland still communicated with the old corpse in the empty language, unconsciously lit a cigar again, and took a sip, accompanied by the smoke ring all over the sky. Thirty six continents! Let's see the value of these three words. A word can quell the fighting, but it can also provoke war. As long as martial uncle doesn't give up his identity as the great saint of the human race, he will have to be forced up one day. You can't just pretend to be forced. You have to let martial uncle pretend to be forced to make mistakes. "Crown, you Seriously As long as Saint The master doesn't investigate... " "Bullshit, I'm a scholar. I've always been honest and never cheated!" "Under the crown, seriously!" "Seriously!" The terrified old mummy took a breath of cool air, but the heart had already mentioned the voice and the eyes, the words under the crown Is it true or not. It's just, it's just, it's no matter whether it's a pit or not, I'll let it go. Everyone here can't be provoked. They are all big men. Even if the Lord of misfortune comes, he must kneel. Things have changed, a little face, what is it? The old mummy stood up tremblingly, took a breath of cool air again, and walked towards the ancient wasteland tremblingly. His heart, liver, spleen and stomach were trembling! One step, two steps It's only a dozen Zhangs. It's half a quarter of an hour since we left. The messengers of misfortune are all surprised. Because you don't make this terrible existence. What do you want to do? In addition to the king, the ancient snow, the meow and the light, all the other people shrunk back. Usurper without leakage, the Saint King of the dark soul family, and the old king of the silver family. Emperor Qianyan, grand duke Cadillac, left Minister Li Guangdou, seven princess yun ji. You, the rain, seven years and a lot of dolls. Panda iron and steel, ox, fox Xuanqing, ancient dust, are shivering to the extreme They are not monsters. They can say nothing and slap with their hands. After all, there is only one monsters in the world. When the old mummy came to the saint's face step by step, a pair of cold and merciless golden pupils stood up and looked at the saint. The saint's body was as stiff as an icehouse, and his soul was almost frozen. Even if the power of the overlord was used, it could not be resisted. I'm a bully, but I'm above my peak and I've hit the God of the eighteen heavens. How strong was the messenger of misfortune? It was just a tramp on horses and a non-human being. What on earth did you say to him? It seems that you're coming to me. Calm down! Calm down! Calm down! I'm a holy master. I can't be a little timid in front of a group of young people. I'm the invincible Saint across 36 continents. I'm also the existence of the occupation of hegemonic. Head can be broken, blood can flow, old face can not be lost! To have the aura, demeanor, force grid! As soon as I read this, the master forcibly turned his nearly stiff arm and slowly swept up the green beard. When he touched the green beard, he grasped it hard. His fingers were already shaking uncontrollably. "Poo Tong!" "Holy master, I'm kneeling now. Please forgive me a lot." The old mummy knelt down on the spot and smashed two big holes in the ground. His head was even knocked towards the ground. What was knocked was the broken green bricks on the ground and the smoke everywhere. Paralyzed, let go! I'm so lucky that I hit the iron plate! No, this is a piece of chaotic iron. If you can escape one life today, you will be far away from thirty-six continents in the future, absolutely not close to one step. Quiet! Dead silence! The movement of the old mummy made everyone dull, and everyone fell into a deep muddle. Meow, Xiaoxi is surprised! Ancient snow! The king also showed a surprised look. As for master Qianlong, his face had already showed the expression of ignorant force. He almost forgot how it happened, not only ignorant, but also extremely ignorant force. Can I help you? I finally calmed down and knelt down. You bastard, you must be this bastard. It's really a small pit. Even martial uncle dares to pit. It's really a little devil. Since I have to pretend to force you, you should say it in advance! I'm not prepared at all. It's not a surprise. It's just a horse scare. OK! Good you bastard, this hand plays beautifully, isn't it to let me just pretend to be forced? This is for silver, gold and dark heaven. In this case, if I don't put on a good one, I'm sorry for your trouble. It seems that I haven't been forced for a long time "How dare you, how dare you!" "How can you be wrong? We are the ants." "What kind of identity are we and you? How dare we accept your admission?" "If you let the Lord of misfortune know that you kneel today, the heaven will be gone." "I will kneel for you, please forgive us!" Master Qianlong takes a handful of green beard and turns to go to the front of the old mummy. A trick is to kneel
