Chapter 389： Return of the Moon Race

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81_81261 In the eyes of the yellow giant bird, he shot contemptuously and looked down at the 20,000 army.

In its eyes, these armies are no different from ants.

"The master has something else to do, and you are at the command of the young master." Huang Niao was indifferent and uttered words.

唰 ——

A cloud of clouds flew across the sky, and several figures were visible.

Then, it was a young man with a sword, a blood sword, exuding terrifying blood.

The spirited face is freehand.

Although Xiu Wei has only three feathers, he can follow an old man in green robes, but he is the peak of the four feathers.

"It's you!" The Darkmoon Lord took a sigh of relief, and in his eyes was hatred and anger.

Isn't that yellow bird the monster that destroyed Darkmoon City?

And the young bloodsword youth, isn't it the young Wu master who came along with him?

Deep in the dark forest, there are many human forces, the most mysterious of which is the Wu tribe.

"Oh, Lord of the Darkmoon, don't come here!" Wu Yaoyue Hanhan said: "I didn't expect that you were also an ancestor, and I knew that, so I should give you a face and leave Darkmoon.

The Wu tribe settled the Tu tribe to declare the birth of the Wu tribe! Sensation of the northern continent.

However, that was just a foreplay, and it was the Wu ethnic group that really caused a sensation in the mainland. .

The Lord of the Dark Moon dared not to be angry, but Han Jianglin was so embarrassed that no one dared to resist under the demon emperor.

Wu Yaoyue overlooked the earth, swept across the ruined Fengming Pavilion, swept through 20,000 troops, and swept across the mountains and rivers of the northern continent.

"Hahaha ... the world belongs to my clan! After hundreds of years, my clan returns to the mainland and the king comes to the world!" Wu Yaoyue smiled proudly among the clouds.

After that, he smiled and said, "I announced that the Northern Continental Alliance was formally established! My ancestors took the position of the leader of the alliance, and so on, they are all subordinates!"

People were shocked.

Wu tribe, Wu Yaoyue, who is the ancestor? How do you get the confidence to sit in the northern continent and stare at the world?

And what does "come back" mean.

Wu nationality, was it on the mainland and was quite famous?

Wu Yaoyue looked up and sighed: "At the same time, there is one more thing! That is, my tribe is completely renamed!"

"The surname of the Wu tribe, we have been carrying it for too long, it is time to show up on the mainland with our own surname!"

My last name? Are n’t they surnamed Wu?

"The eight major ancients, the descendants of the Yue tribe, the Yue demon, pray to the ancestors here, the Yue tribe is back !!"

what?

The eight ancient clan, the perishing moon clan! !!

At that time, the dark king went out of the customs, swept away, wiped out the moon tribe, imprisoned the butcher tribe, and hundreds of years ago, the mainland powerhouse still remembers it.

The deceased Moon family actually reappeared!

And once it appears, take control of the Northern Continental Alliance and overlook the world!

Wu Yaoyue, Yueyue!

The Wu tribe is the moon tribe!

That is, in the legend, the ancient family that died for hundreds of years, the Moon family!

Hidden in the dark forest, incognito.

Therefore, they are isolated from the world, concealed their identity, and quietly reproduce.

Now, the sky is born!

"Who disagrees?" Wu Yaoyue was full of spirits, and Qi Ruo was in control of the kings of the world.

Where is it? All people are scared. Who dares to resist?

Han Jianglin, Lord of the Darkmoon City, might as well be.

The two looked at each other, both kneeling on one knee: "Greetings to the Yue tribe!"

For Han Jianglin, being able to cling to the Yue tribe and the vast moon family ancestor was a blessed blessing.

The Darkmoon City Lord, even if he does not want to bow his head to another eight ancient clan, but if he dares to behave half-violently at the moment, the end is to listen to the Snow Lord.

Feng Xian smiled cleverly, with a little flattering face, and fell on the side of Wu Yaoyue, gracefully saluting: "See the Prince of the Moon Demon."

From time to time, cast a few waves of charming waves with holy breath.

The holiness and the charm are seductive.

Yueyue laughed and took Fengxian into her arms. "What about God? You and him planned this upheaval in the North China. Why don't you see anyone?"

Fengxian looked reddish and indifferent: "A useless waste was killed by Yin Yu."

Silver feather? Yueyue's pupils shrank, her face suddenly cold: "It's him!"

Pushing away Fengxian, the moon demon's eyes flashed cold and murderous.

Fengxian was confused and full of resentment.

For a moment of silence, Yueyue said coldly: "There is another thing to announce!"

"Master Ben, get married after one month and feast the heroes of the world." The old man behind the green robe took out two invitations and threw them to Han Jianglin and Lord of the Dark Moon.

Finally, Yueyue also took out a copy and shoved it into Fengxian's arms: "Fenger, you will come too."

Taking advantage of the situation, Yue Yao pinched Fengxian soft. milk. A handful of peaks.

Fengxian was stiff, holding the invitation, unwilling.

Mo Wu, that woman again! Moon demon must go woman!

Who is more beautiful than her, more noble than her temperament, and more powerful than her talent?

"Thank you Moon Demon Son, Fengxian will definitely go to the banquet." Fengxian Ying smiled back, deep in her eyes, but the vicious color flowed.

Han Jianglin hesitated for a moment and asked: "Dare to ask the Moon Demon Son, so that the ancestors .. Oh, what about the leader?

Yueyue frowned: "Let's leave one step first, it is said that we are chasing and killing an inverse emperor."

. .

Condor Shengjun galloped on his way.

Half a month, but it flew thousands of miles.

At this point, it is nearing the border between the northern and central continents.

The Mid-Continent is where the Dark Dynasty sits.

"Stop and rest." For half a month in a row, Shenying Shengjun also had some trouble.

A group of people fell on a boulder.

Shenying Shengjun glanced at the three of them and sneered, "It's really low for not being dead for so long."

Half a month ago, Su Yu, who was supposed to have died tragically, was still alive after half a month.

And it seems to be getting stronger.

At least for now, breathing is smooth and my consciousness is a bit clear.

On the other hand, Ling Xiaotian was emaciated and exhausted. In the middle of a month, it seemed as if he was ten years old.

The owner of Fengming Pavilion was also a little tired.

The three remained silent, lying quietly on the boulder.

The Condor King looked up to the sky, and also looked at the endless sky: "It's time."

No one understands what this means.

Suddenly, an Governor took out a bottle of turquoise liquid from his sleeve and brought it to Ling Xiaotian.

"Master Ling Dian, tired for many days, drink this bottle of replenishment of strength and reiki. It is good for your body, so that you can defend yourself in this department, and also prevent us from falling and hurting you, suspecting torture." The governor said blankly.

Ling Xiaotian took it but did not take it.

Su Yu is more conscious, with a numb body, like a cricket.

His physical body is dead.

The injuries were too severe, and they collapsed too much. In the middle of a month, most of the bodies died, and there was a faint smell of death.

However, what Su Yu couldn't understand was that he was still alive in this state.

Suddenly, Su Yu looked at the jade bottle, her face changed slightly, she pulled Ling Xiaotian's sleeves secretly, and said, "Don't drink."

Ling Xiaotian nodded faintly, and looked up at Shenying Shengjun: "Is it finally decided?"

"Or is it finally planning well?"

Shenying Shengjun, with his back to Ling Xiaotian, ruthlessly sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Ling Xiaotian, don't blame me, Bai Luo Shengjun has asked you for allegiance several times.

Ling Xiaotian smiled a little, smiled, and insisted: "Yes! I really find myself suffering, I really can't blame others, but I never regret it."

"I Ling Xiaotian has always only been loyal to the King. This is my reward for his knowledge, the Holy Lord Bailuo, but what is the qualification of a sacred King who requires me to change to his door? Does he think he can stand with the King? "

The Condor Holy Monk sneered as usual: "Oh, since the king swept for hundreds of years, deterred the heavens, and reinvigorated the dynasty, it has been hidden forever."

"Everything is handled by the prince. Why don't you take refuge in Bailuo?" Condor prince shook his head lightly: "It's awful to say whether the king is still alive right now."

"Seven Great Saints, for only hundreds of years, only Yiyu Saint can meet him. There is no proof whether he is alive!"

Ling Xiaotian's gaze was abruptly sharp: "a nonsense!"

"Kings are powerful and powerful, and they can be called good fortunes. But they are undead for thousands of years. What are the hundreds of years?" Ling Xiaotian was extremely respectful to the dark king.

Shenying Shengjun sneered and shook his head: "Believe it or not, but I can tell you that not only us, other saints are also doubting, Yiyu saint is a **** controlled by a certain force, the purpose is to pass She, the false king insisted, ordered the Dark Empire! "

In this regard, Ling Xiaotian kept silent.

The Dark King has not been out for hundreds of years, and no one knows his life or death.

There have been cases of false intent.

And Yiyu Shengjun, this mysterious woman, is unusually abrupt, becoming a new generation of monarch, and highly valued by the dark king. Only he can enter and leave the place of the king's retreat and convey the king's will.

To her suspicion, the six sage monks did not know.

Therefore, Bailuo Shengjun had his own self-reliance and embraced the power of the dark dynasty.

Once determined that she was a false message, she established herself as the Dark King and took control of the dynasty.

Most of the dynasties today are presided over by Bai Luo Shengjun.

For example, ordering the Holy Eagle King to take the shot and bring Ling Xiaotian back, no, assassinate halfway.

"Bai Luo Shengjun gave you the opportunity to choose. Unfortunately, you have chosen another way, as the confidant of the king, only to execute you ~ www.novelhall.com ~ When I come to arrest you, you should Think about it, what is your fate? "

Ling Xiaotian nodded silently.

When the Condor Lord appeared, he knew that the so-called fair treatment was nothing more than an illusion.

Lord Bailuo did not allow him to live, and that was everything.

"Since you know, then, let's get on the road, I really don't want to hit you." Condor Shengjun showed loneliness.

Ling Xiaotian chuckled softly: "It's not that you don't want to shoot at me, but you can't shoot, so as not to leave traces and being traced to you, right?"

Shenying Shengjun's face froze, and a trace of cold abuse emerged: "You know, just drink it!"

He died on the northern continent, and anyone would suspect that the Condor Lord was acting.

Only at the border between the North and Mid-Continents, the terrain is dangerous, and there are many vicious generations hiding here.

They were attacked by murderers and Ling Xiaotian accidentally sacrificed. This is the best explanation. .