[Title: a product knife **** coffin of Chapter 1460: Amidst overnight]

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"See Luna!"

In front of the altar, the people of the thousands of worshipers returned to God from shock and respected the salute.

The gods came into the world, the immense power of the gods spread, and the **** body formed by the power of the tens of thousands of years of worship of the moon worshipping family is powerful and abnormal, and it does not look inferior to the body of the moon god.

"Get up."

On the altar, the figure of the moon **** descended from the sky, and the toes were tapped lightly.

In front of the altar, thousands of moon worshipers got up and looked at the moon **** in front of them, the waves in their hearts were still difficult to suppress.

"The high priest is in trouble, I will save him first."

Time was running short, and after a brief adaptation to his new body, Moon God said quietly, Lian Bu stomped, his body rose into the sky, and flew to the starry sky.

In the starry space, Yuehua was scattered, and the figure of Luna flew by, and hurried northward.

At the end of the Vientiane Star Field, on the ancient star of life, in an unknown palace, the thunder is extremely heavy, constantly destroying the body of the destiny.

Lei Haizhong, a **** Ning Chen, holding the woman in her arms with arms tight, let Wan Lei Jia body, and would not let go for a moment.

Leg bones, back bones, shoulder bones, in a thunderous thunder, were shattered by the thunder, full of destructive power, and destroyed the fatal body.

Immortal Demon Body protects the Lord, supports it hard, and barely protects the last life of Zhiming.

Ning Chen was surrounded by bones, and the whole body was full of scars, which looked scary and abnormal.

"Ah ... pretty."

Ning Chen whispered softly in his mouth, his eyes lost, and he couldn't see any glory again.

Mourning is greater than death, and supporting the destiny of life for thousands of years. A heart has already been riddled with holes. Today's drastic changes have become the last straw to crush the destiny psychology.

A thousand years of hard work, a thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of war, and a life of destiny are only to protect the people cherished in the heart. However, in the end, it is in exchange for something.

Heaven is unfair, never blessing your destiny.

"boom!"

In the void, thunder crashed, Ning Chen's back, a keel collapsed, blood splashed, and dazzling.

"High priest!"

At this moment, outside Lei Hai, the moon **** who chased Ning Chen's breath saw the scene in front of him, his eyes narrowed fiercely.

The life of the high priest was at stake, and the Moon God did not dare to hesitate for a moment. With a whisper, the power of faith around the body was surging.

The rumbling vibration sounded, and the moon **** protected the whole body with the power of faith, and swept deep into Leihai.

"boom!"

In the void, thunder falls, and the power of terror blasts away the power of faith, and falls directly on the soul of the moon god.

The moon **** stumbled, and the soul of the **** was affected, and he died indefinitely.

Fortunately, the power of worship for the tens of thousands of years of the moon worshipping family is endless, and the soul body of the moon **** is quickly stabilized.

Luna stabilized her body and moved forward.

In the depths of Lei Hai, the keel behind Ning Chen was badly damaged, and his consciousness was still fading.

However, as long as there are still signs of life in the center of Leihai, the thunder in the void will continue to fall, obliterating all souls.

"High priest!"

At the risk of his life, Luna stepped forward, waved the two of them, and hurried toward Lei Haiwai.

"boom!"

In the void, the thunder fell, directly blasting the moon **** and destiny with signs of life, bringing out a bleak blood flower.

The Moon God, who is not good at fighting, came down with great pains, and saved his life regardless of his own life and death. The Protoss is proud and discriminates against the Human Race. However, the Moon God is an exception to the Protoss. Love.

Ning Chen has no respect for heaven and earth in his whole life, and does not kneel to the gods. He only respects the Moon God.

There is a cause for everything, and God and people pay each other. Today, they know that their fate is in trouble, and the Moon God is desperate to save him at any cost.

Outside the palace, Luna pulled the two out, and the soul of the **** was hit by the sky thunder, and the loss was not small.

"Fairy."

On Ning Chen's shoulder, the small gourd flew out, and his big eyes were full of tears, before he dared to appear in Leihai. Now he left Leihai and immediately appeared to rescue him.

Aside, the moon **** slender hands lifted lightly, and the power of faith moved the spirit energy between heaven and earth continuously into the body of destiny.

The two teamed up and Ning Chen was around. The broken and abnormal body began to repair quickly, the bones were remodeled, and blood flowed back.

At this moment, the indestructible demon body showed its full power, no matter how many wounds were recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"High priest."

Luna closes her hands, her beautiful face is full of worry.

"Xianchang, you wake up."

The little gourd reached out and wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes, choking.

In front of them, Ning Chen's eyes slowly opened, empty, dead, in the call of the two, making people see no human emotion.

"High priest."

Seeing the person before him waking up, the moon god's face was amused, and just about to speak, his expression suddenly startled.

The eyes of the high priest!

"Xianchang, you scared me to death."

The little gourd fluttered up, and Taotao burst into tears.

"I'm all right."

Ning Chen reached out and patted the little gourd's head, softly.

The little gourd lifted his head and said, "Really?"

"Really."

Ning Chen nodded, a smile forced on his face, said.

The little gourd was naive and could not see any fakes. He nodded assuredly and flew back to the God's Forbidden Dangling.

"High priest, your eyes?"

Moon God looked at the empty eyes of the white-haired young man in front of him, and he was so sad that he asked.

"No hindrance."

Ning Chen got up and said calmly, "I can't see it anymore. Cultivators like us have no effect on whether our eyes are there or not."

The moon **** squeezed his hands tightly, his eyes sad and hard to hide.

How can it be the same? Although a cultivator can distinguish objects based on consciousness and hearing, no matter how powerful consciousness and hearing, it is impossible to replace both eyes.

The eyes are the only thing that can distinguish the colors of the world. If you lose your eyes, there will be no light in the world.

"Moon God, thank you for coming to the rescue. The people of God Realm can't go down. You should go back quickly, otherwise your soul will be seriously depleted." Ning Chen's empty eyes looked at the moon **** in front of him and smiled.

There was a struggling look on Luna's face. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Then you will return to God Realm as soon as possible."

"I will go back when things in the world are done." Ning Chen still said with a smile on his face.

The moon **** nodded and sighed in his heart. Without saying more, he left first.

That girl, the three souls are gone, even if there is an immortal medicine, it is impossible to get back to life.

Ning Chen stood in front of the palace, watching the moon **** leave, for a long time, turned and hugged Aman lying on the ground, and walked away.

In the next hundred years, no matter whether it was God Realm or the world, no one had ever seen Ning Chen, as if the world had evaporated and disappeared completely.

For a hundred years, in the golden lunar city of the red luan star land, the landlord Xiaoyue waited patiently, never anxious for a moment.

He knew that Zhiminghou would come.

As long as Zhiminghou is still alive.

The commander is cunning, insidious, and full of intrigues and tricks, but it is extremely promised.

Wang Chuan, the heavens, Jin Yao, the starry sky, one after another the vast expanse of star field ups and downs, Ning Chen walked with Amane to every corner of the starry sky for 100 years, and returned to the end of Vientiane star field 100 years later In the nameless palace.

Over the centuries, Ning Chen's breath became even more terrifying, with white hair flying like a demon.

In front of the palace, Ning Chen walked out, a sword spread, and the hall behind him quickly disintegrated.

The horrible sword pressure is more powerful than that of a hundred years ago. Ning Chen, who lost his light, made the sword leaps and bounds, and almost made a crucial step.

In a hundred years, Ning Chen's sword became more pure, and the sword was destined to be completely destroyed.

In the main hall, Ning Chen was tied with a bottle of blue coffin on his back.

Before long, Ning Chen approached Lei Hai, and his sword was pushed forward, forcibly shaking the sky.

In the collapsing Thunder, Ning Chen continued to move forward, with plain white hair and no dust.

A Man has an accident here, and even the three souls have completely disappeared, leaving only the flesh. Ning Chen has been practicing for a hundred years, and he came back again.

Under the intention of destroying the sword, the thunder is scattered all over the sky, and it is difficult to hurt the fate.

At the end of Leihai, a large hall appeared. On the main hall, three thrones appeared. On the throne, each seated alone.

The breath of the three is extremely powerful, even though it is only a mark of the soul, it is not more successful than the real fifth realm.

Ning Chen came and swept the three of his empty eyes ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Without saying a word, he put down the coffin on his back and waved his sword.

"You passed the test, you can get the inheritance of my Dakun sword faction."

On the throne, a man said quietly.

"No need!"

Ning Chen said quietly, "I'm here, just to kill you all!"

When the words fell, Ning Chen moved, and the dazzling fairy was dazzling, slashing to three people.

When the three peerless masters of the Dakun Sword School saw it, they immediately blocked.

However, the sword of destiny has long been different.

In Ning Chen's hands, the unbelievable immortals changed. On the sword, a series of blood-colored threads appeared, crisscrossing, bound to the three people in front.

The peerless masters of the three Dakun sword factions couldn't keep up, and were immediately trapped by the **** silk thread, and were subject to restraint.

At the next moment, the celestial being cut off, hissing, and deafening.

"Uh!"

Mourners hummed in unison among the three inheritors of the Dakun sword faction, and their souls were cut open by the fairy sword.

The souls of the three people shattered. In a blink of an eye, the soul power gathered sharply, and turned into an ancient sword condensed by the soul power.

Ning Chen didn't move at all. On the fairy sword in her hand, the silver brilliance lighted up, and I saw the sword, and the sword slashed down.

With a loud bang, the ancient sword collapsed in a shocking shock and was cut off by the sword of Ming Dao.

The inheritors of the three Dakun sword factions emerged, their figures violently disappeared, and gradually disappeared.

Ning Chen's empty eyes watched the imprint of the three souls fade away, and there was no change from the beginning to the end.

"Aman, let's return to God Realm."

Ning Chen picked up the coffin again and walked towards the direction of the red luan star field.

Red Luan Xingyu, Jinxi City, Xiaoyue Chang'an, second floor, the owner of Xiaoyue put down his hand and said, "Red Luan, pack up and pack up, we are leaving."

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