Don't say it's Leng junao. Even if he's a king beside him, no one wants to fight him if it's not necessary.

It's not very good.

However, he still irritated Leng junao, the young Nanlin emperor.

With Leng junao's order, the atmosphere of the whole courtyard was completely different.

It's like a forest hell, with the murderous spirit of corroding bones.

In addition, the smell of blood is constantly pouring in. It's bright and full, and even the sun out of the clouds casts rare sunshine. When it shines on people, it doesn't feel the slightest warmth.

The night roaring sky, which was forced by the winding of fine steel claws, also appeared extremely embarrassed.

His dimple face mask was broken in the fight and forced to be discarded.

The front chest and back were caught with several blood holes, and most of the sacrificial clothes were dyed red.

As if he had noticed something unexpected, the night roared, and the sky sank with a sharp whistle.

At the same time, those armed with feathers and dressed as black crows no longer attack blindly, but stand in front of the roaring sky at night.

After being forced to disperse again, where is the shadow of the night roaring sky?

Looking at this scene from a distance, Zhao Wanxi's eyes and eyebrows tightened.

"No, he is To escape

Hurt so many people's lives, will innocent people to live bloodletting, night Xiaotian in doing such a common indignation of evil, how can he escape?

In the heart is the gas, is anxious, is hates.

On his side, Leng junao's voice was deep: "well, don't worry, he can't run."

In response to his words, a net made of special materials came out of thin air and swept over the trees.

Among them, there is a group of green leaves in the shape of human beings, which is the night roaring sky in disguise.

When he was seen escaping, night Xiaotian became angry and turned his palm into a claw. He directly grasped the net that forced him to appear and blocked his way.

It's a pity that I just came across it. It's like being stabbed. I quickly shrunk my hand.

Zhao Wanxi, who was looking at her, stepped forward with a sneer, and said in a hateful voice: "now, do you still want to go?

Night roaring sky, do you really think that a flame island can support you all over the world? "

The voice is light but full of anger.

Seeing that there is no way forward, the night roaring sky finally stops and smiles slowly and sullenly.

The next second, however, he reached out to his heart with the force of lightning, intending to dig out something.

It's a pity that we haven't yet taken it out. The wind is roaring, and something has come to our face.

Because of the limitation of the big net, his dodge body is a little slower.

That's just a little bit of a slight gap, "poof Pooh" a light sound, fine steel into the body, right in the heart.

The action suddenly froze, staring big eyes, slowly bowed his head, looking at his chest out of the claws, night roaring sky full of disbelief, seems to be unable to believe, so I want to hang.

However, the reality is cruel. The next moment, his body falls to the ground uncontrollably.

Numbness after the pain hit, put so many people's blood, finally his turn.

The internal power can't be raised any more, and the whole person is completely out of breath.

"Night roars, cause and effect cycle, you have today's ending, it's all your fault!"

The death of a man means that no matter how much hatred there is, it's time to put it down.