Chapter 685

This time, aomo can feel the torrent of this force.

This makes Ao Mo think of an idiom: heavy rain.

It turns out that the strength of the rain is so strong that it far exceeds the description of this idiom.

Even a drop of rain can destroy a mountain!

And this dense rainstorm, let alone a city, a country.

Even one of the four major states will be greatly traumatized!

Ao Mo said: "worthy of being the ancestor wizard, this power is really overbearing!"

In ancient times, the heaven court of the demon family was called to control the stars. Among them, there were ten demon gods, and even quasi saints.

There are also two demon emperors with the most precious palms and a Kunpeng demon master.

However, with such a lineup, it is still dominated by the witch clan.

Lich war, seems to be a draw, both lose.

But in fact, it was the demon clan that was defeated.

Don't forget, in order to win, the demon clan violated the meaning of empress Nuwa, slaughtered many people, and then refined the sword.

There are Gonggong and zhurong, but they are absent.

There are congenital defects in the twelve days god evil spirit array, which condenses only the shadow of Pangu.

If Gonggong and zhurong still exist, then the war will even be an overwhelming victory for the sorcerers.

Torrential rain has arrived in front of us, Ao Mo's palm lightly.

All of a sudden, the power of terror directly diffused out.

The rain stopped.

Ao Mo's thought moved again, the rain completely dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

Xuanming's eyes are still cold, even filled with a strong killing.

But aomo's face is hung with a warm smile like sunshine.

He said, "little black girl, why, do you really want to die?"

However, xuanming just ignored the reason, her breath coagulated, and suddenly more intense rain curtain appeared.

This time, the rain curtain is deeper and heavier than the previous ones, and they are all terrible!

Looking at the face of the terrible rain, Ao Mo finally sighed.

This time, he didn't use any magic power.

A torrential rain, not a drop left, completely hit his body.

You know, every drop of rain has amazing power.

However, aomo is indifferent, seems to have no sense of the power of terror in general.

Now aomo's body is so powerful that even xuanming can't shake half a cent even if he becomes a zuwu.

This time, a surprise flashed through xuanming's eyes.

However, she still seems unconvinced and has to show it again.

Ao Mo finally said: "don't make trouble, or else, will spank."

Originally indifferent, arrogant, and even despised the mysterious world for life, the expression collapsed in an instant.

The little girl's breath reappeared and she said, "you dare!"

After all, it was revealed.

However, at this time, she is showing indescribable relaxation and happiness.

Ao Mo's palm lightly grasps, directly catches her in the bosom.

"You little girl, you dare to tease the emperor." After that, aomo tapped her forehead.

Xuanming said, "hum, who called you So... "

"Well?"

"Ugly!"

Two people made a little time for a while, and xuanming sighed.

"You know, in fact, my will can't compete with xuanming zuwu."

She originally thought, with her own spirit tenacity, enough to support in this contest.

After all, the precious xuanming zuwu is dead.

But to the time of real confrontation, she found that she was wrong.

The real strength of xuanming lady is really terrible.

Then why was the force suppressed, so that she did not even have a chance to breathe.

Normally, she must lose, and then, she must die.

But at this time, xuanming Niang unexpectedly gave up.

Her own spirit did not want to harvest the easy victory, but chose to contribute her own spirit to herself.

Ao Mo put his arm around his little black girl and said wrong: "xuanming Niang believes you. She recognizes that you will do better than her."