Martial King’s Retired Life

v6 Chapter 129: .Di Yuan Long Tu [Part2 / 2]

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Shen Yiren, who took a few steps, couldn't help but look back at his name, his heart suddenly startled. Then hurriedly ran towards the Lian Shen Zhu Ding.

Alples looked at Luo Ming, who had fallen into a pool of blood. Luo Ming was traumatized, but most of him couldn't die with the deer hunting in the sea.

"Luo Ming, I lost to you once, and you let me go. At this moment you are in a state of incompetence, and it is not a good man for me to kill you. Just break your hand and one foot. But I want to kill your four sons, destroy your refining god, and burn your Luojian Mountain Villa. If you kill me thousands of ghosts, I will kill your two thousand Luo family. For life If you want revenge, come to me anytime

Luo Ming's body fainted, holding him firmly, not even moving his fingers. As long as the mind-movement of Alples, the force field can crush Luo Ming's hands and feet.

Suddenly I heard a laugh, and Alples stared at it. The one who laughed was the poisonous king of southern Xinjiang who was always there.

Alples frowned.

"You're the next one soon. What's so funny?

The ghost and **** appeared to the poison king in an instant. In the face of supernatural powers, defeating defeats has always been overwhelming. Albania's big hand-grab it, and held the dried old man in his hand.

"You're acting arrogantly around Luo Ming, planning to kill my sneaky brother, and you don't know what's coming from your head. Do you really dare to kill you?"

The old man couldn't help smiling, but the answer was irrelevant.

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"Do you know what you are facing?"

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Alples frowned, waiting for him to continue.

"It took us twenty years to cultivate the sword heart of this sword. The sword heart was originally contaminated with foul evil, and was sealed by the world's supreme sword intention for twenty years. How amazing the resentment and coldness under the backlog. Peerless masters will also be affected if touched. However, the strongest evil spirit is always accumulated by external sources, not endless self-generating things. Being foreign, there is always a time to drive them out.

After the words were finished, a terrible shock came from the air.

This is similar to the feeling of depression that hits my heart when the smelting furnace of Shicai was cast, but it is more than + times stronger than before.

As if a demon is coming, a kind of indescribable attack on the ghosts' hearts. He hadn't felt this for years. The most recent time was when his martial arts had not yet been completed, and he had to be shocked by the martial arts.

Today it feels similar to it, no matter the strong pressure that seems to suppress people at one breath or the mystery that teaches people where to come from. The only difference is that this time he felt more dangerous than that.

Suddenly, a faint light shines through the body on Luo Ming's corpse, as if even his body has become transparent.

It is not the faint red candlelight of Luoming, but ... the color.

The golden color of Emperor True Dragon.

The drug king laughed: "Finally here.

The bluish blue envelope wrapped in Luoming seemed to be two points, as if crossed by a sharp knife. Peel off from him.

Vaguely, the blood dragon pattern on the sword was finally filled.

Although this is late, it is still here. Wait long

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