Supersonic missile is a super weapon used to attack the extreme forces and frighten the world. Even if it is the immortal heaven and man, in front of this cutting-edge weapon, it is as fragile as straw paper.

If you run into a supersonic missile, you have no choice but to run for your life.

At the moment, the terrorist energy produced by the self explosion of the Lord of Luomen is more powerful than that of hundreds of Supersonic Missiles!

Even if it is a martial arts myth here, it must be a place where there is no burial, and there is no possibility of survival at all!

This is the horror of modern weapons. Even if they do not use nuclear weapons, they are enough to kill them!

Besides the gradually exhausted aura of heaven and earth, the rise of modern weapons is bound to be another important factor.

The martial arts and Dharma practitioners on earth tend to pursue external strength, but ignore the physical training.

Therefore, compared with the monks in the astral realm, the physical body is more fragile.

Now, looking at the whole city of Beijing, apart from Meng siran and pinglao, they are afraid that the second physical state of mengran's divine king is absolutely unable to resist this kind of explosion.

"Gee! "Yap!"

The ancient auspicious beast circling in Song Shuling's office is also a shock to the whole body. It feels a terrible breath that can threaten its life! I can't help but cry.

In the concentration period, the mana and the blood and talent of the dragon and horse clan are all sealed. In the face of this situation, they feel powerless.

At the time of dragon and horse's mourning, Meng ran, sitting opposite Yin Qingxue, quietly eating fried golden poached eggs in a slightly old room on the sixth floor in Yunshan District, Jinghua City, looked up!

He lost all his memory, and there was a trace of blue magic power flowing in his eyes!

"Xiaoranzi? Are you okay? Is my fried poached egg not delicious? "

Sitting opposite Meng ran, a cute girl in pink Mickey Mouse pajamas raises her delicate hands like lanolin and white jade and shakes vigorously in front of Meng ran.

"It's like It's like something's calling me Feeling the subtle voice in my mind, Meng Ran has some uncertain way.

"Call? Ah, xiaoranzi, you don't have to say that I can guess that it must be the idea of accompanying Miss ben to school that is calling for you! "

"Don't worry, Mr. Ping has already called our headmaster. In the afternoon, I will accompany you to the school to register as a student. Then we can go to school together."

It seems to think that in the future there will be a valet at school, and even the homework will be written on behalf of someone. The girl's pretty jade face is full of happiness, and even the shallow eyebrows are bent into crescent moon. It's even more like picking up the oily purse egg and taking a big bite. It's very lovely.

With her mouth full of oil, Miss Yin has no image of a goddess to speak of. She chews and says, "talk about Xiaoran..."

However, without waiting for her voice to fall, the body instinct felt a fatal crisis of Meng ran, the real body of sapphire glaze body is actually autonomous!

But see Meng ran all over the body, Yingying green, such as cloud circulation, thick black hair shawl down, revealing that beautiful even the gods are jealous of the face.

"Little Xiaoranzi

Miss Yin, whose mouth is still stained with oil, is stunned at the spot, staring at the perfect face of her attendant. She just feels like a dream.

However, Meng ran, who had already felt the crisis coming, did not explain it too much. In a flash, a remnant shadow passed in front of the dining table.

Later, he was even more like a tyrannical president. He actually took Yin Qingxue into his arms!