The older man smiled miserably, showing a trace of madness in his eyes, and did not hesitate to trigger a seal deep in his body that he did not want to touch in this life. At this moment, the power of the immortal demon in his body suddenly exploded! A destructive force wrapped up the collapsed restaurant and formed a loud rumbling noise. After the loud noise, within a hundred feet of the square circle, a silence! Wang Lin showed his figure outside Baizhang. He looked as usual, but there was a gloomy flash in his eyes. He patted the dust on his body and walked away. On the river, the young man's body, slowly fell down, a trace of ash, scattered from his body, chasing Wang Lin's back. Volume VI Chapter 579, 580 Ling Tianhou's Sword Spirit Chapter 579, 580 Ling Tianhou's Sword Spirit A light laugh came from a very elegant palace in the imperial capital of Tianyao City. Mo Fei this little guy, please play to fight with Mo Lihai ahead of time, with the military merit in the fire demon county as a reason not to let me refuse, this son is also interesting, accurate! "This.." Emperor, if the two of them are the first, I'm afraid they'll be other demons. Inside the palace, another old voice came out. If other people also have tens of millions of military exploits, that is also accurate! “…… Yes Moments later, an old man came out of the palace, holding a memorial in his hand, shaking his head slightly, and hurried away. The date of the battle of the demon generals is getting closer and closer. The whole demon city is filled with a depressing atmosphere. Almost every day, there will be constant fighting. This is a game! Wang Lin sat beside the river, put down his flagon,
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The man of Da Luo Jian Zong shook his head slightly, did not stop at his feet, and continued to move forward. With his footsteps, the short man looked pale. He had a feeling that he was not facing a person, but a sword! A sharp sword of cold mang peak dew! The little man stepped back involuntarily, pedaling several feet away, and at that moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and the little man steadied himself and exhaled deeply. Behind him, three people appeared at the moment, all of whom were white-haired old men. They stood there and looked coldly at the people of Da Luo Jian Zong. The eyes of Da Luo Jian Zong fell on the three old men, smiled, and moved forward again. The three old men had solemn expressions on their faces and were about to display their magical powers when suddenly a deep voice came from behind them. Who sent you? The voice was full of majesty, and the three old men immediately got out of the way respectfully, revealing the tall figure of Mo Lihai behind them. Mo Lihai looked at the young man of Da Luo Jian Zong, his eyes were like torches. At this moment, he showed more momentum than when he faced Wang Lin in the ancient demon city. With a flash in his eyes, the man of Da Luo Jian Zong stopped and said slowly, "Demon General Mo Fei!" Mo Lihai frowned and shouted, "What's the matter?" "Lord Dai Mofei, send a note to General Mo!" The man said calmly, waving his right hand forward, and a golden awn flashed out and stopped in front of Mo Lihai. Mo Lihai looked gloomy and glanced at the golden post in front of him. There is only one word on it, war! "Three days later, outside the pavilion of the Ancient Road Hall!" The man of Da Luo Jian Zong said this and turned to walk out. However, he almost just turned around, then immediately a stiff body, the whole person suddenly burst out a strong breath, this breath is strong, far more than he entered the Mo Fu before the degree. His eyes burst out a group of fine awn, looking ahead of a hundred feet away, a slender figure,
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