Chapter 597

The world is cold, but it is because of a word.

A graceful figure quietly appeared between heaven and earth.

"What a powerful breath... this is... this is the master!?" The woman's voice fell, and the blood-refining devil's face changed greatly. The magic flame above the demon body dissipated a lot, and the vague aura was...

fear!

now.

In front of Ning Tian and his party, a graceful figure appeared, and those cold eyes fell on the Blood Refining Demon God.

"Ning Tian... You don't talk about martial arts... If you can't beat it, you are called a parent..." The Taoist Samsara was lying on the back of Fengyan Lion King covered in blood, looking at Ning Tian, ​​who was also covered in blood, silently. said.

"What? Don't you like old man Dao?"

Ning Tian grinned.

The one who appeared in this world was Senior Sister Tiangong, Ye Shuang!

to be frank.

He also doesn't know how Ye Shuang was summoned by him...but...the ancient card of Tiangong was shattered just now, it may be that the Nine Lords of Tiangong left a backhand in the ancient card, and he didn't tell him.

but…

Regardless, it played a key role.

"cough…"

"I like."

The Taoist God of Samsara coughed dryly.

"Nine statues of Tiangong... Ye Shuang!"

The moment he saw Ye Shuang, the blood-refining demon shuddered violently, almost urinating... His mind had already flashed his n ways to die. You must know that Ye Shuang is the number one of the nine gods in the Heavenly Palace!

That kind of strength is far above him!

"Blood refining, you hurt my little junior brother, you are so bold."

Ye Shuang looked at the blood-refining demon indifferently, with a hint of coldness in her words.

"what?"

"Little Junior Brother?!"

Hear this.

The blood-refining devil's face changed greatly, and he looked at Ning Tian suddenly, with a confused expression... Isn't this thing from the demon race? Otherwise, how could there be such demonic energy! ?

And just the moment he looked at the past.

The demonic energy on Ning Tian had already dissipated, and he had withdrawn from the God-Devil Hybrid Mode. Under the shadow of Baizhang was a handsome young man.

Blood Refining Demon God: "??!"

He originally thought that Ning Tian was a traitor among the demons. Otherwise, even many demons and gods of the demons would not possess such demonic energy. How could a human race use such demonic energy?

"and also…"

"You kid, you are from the Heavenly Palace, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Grass!"

The Blood Refining Demon God wanted to curse people, so he cursed.

If Ning Tian said that he was from the Heavenly Palace at the beginning, he might have swallowed the bad breath.

"Oh…"

"forgotten."

Ning Tian scratched his head.

Blood Refining Demon God: "@%*..."

you forgot?

Just because you forgot, this Demon God is about to die!

"cough…"

The Blood Refining Demon God coughed dryly, and looked at Ye Shuang with a shy face: "Can you give me a face to the Demon Race and let the Demon God go back?"

"cannot."

Ye Shuang shook her head slightly, her beautiful eyes flashed a swipe and then she raised her jade hand, her eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, she raised her hand towards the Blood Refining Demon God, and instantly brought a burst of terrifying ice!

"This is... the law of ice?"

Seeing this scene, Ning Tian frowned, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"The mastery of this law of ice... It doesn't seem to belong to the ice goddess at all... But the ice goddess hasn't appeared for a long time..." Samsara Taoshen muttered to himself.

——

That... I am the author of this book, Gejiang.

first.

First of all, I apologize. There are indeed many unsatisfactory things in the later part of this book. This has a lot to do with writing a million words for the first time. After I really became a god, I was a little confused. It's really uncomfortable and uncomfortable to write, but I have to write, and I also have to write when I'm uncomfortable. This feeling is not what I want.

In the later period, there were indeed many people who abandoned the book.

I have seen all of these, and I want to save it, but there is nothing I can do.

because.

It is true that my writing is a bit bad. Many people say that the taste has changed. I know that, but no matter how I look for it, I can't find it. The readers of this book tower should be able to see the results of this book. Since the publication of the book, whether it is the follow-up list or the silver ticket list, it has always been among the best.

The results are there for all to see.

But... It is precisely because of this kind of achievement that it also burdens me a lot. I am afraid that I will not write well and disappoint too many readers.

My current state is really bad. I go to bed almost every day at three or four o'clock. I used to post in the morning, and I basically stayed up all night to write. My physical condition is also much worse.

In short, this large paragraph is not for the eunuch.

This book is by no means too intrusive.

The main reason is that I want to take a week off, adjust my state, and improve the outline. I know... This kind of behavior of cutting off the update is undoubtedly an act of death... Once the update is stopped, the results of this book may fall into the valley...

If so, I agree.

But even so.

I also have to adjust the state well, and want to write interesting and interesting plots, which is definitely not written in the current state.

Readers of the tower reading don't vote for me, vote for other authors.

After seven days, if you still want to read this book, then continue.

gentlemen.

seven days later.

See you or not, to be continued...