Arrogant War Sovereign

On the top of a mountain outside the light God.

Chonglou, Duanmu Qianxue, jueyou three standing quietly.

In the distant sky.

A spirit boat, like a warship, shuttles back and forth.

The spirit boat like a warship is more than ten times larger than the spirit boat of Guangming Shenzong.

The vast pressure can almost make the hair of Chonglou count down.

"Here we are."

Duanmu Qian said with a sigh.

And Chonglou respectively.

This is Duanmu Qianxue is not willing to face things.

But the two of them are bound to separate.

See sad Duanmu Qianxue, Chonglou tightly holds Duanmu Qianxue's slender hand.

In the twinkling of an eye.

The huge spirit boat has been suspended on the top of the mountain.

"The ninth commander of the black Xuan army, duanmuzhe."

"Welcome to miss Qianxue Hui."

A group of warriors in black armor respectfully call to Duanmu Qianxue.

The strength of the leader has stepped into the holy land.

The man looked very young, almost the same age as Chonglou and Duanmu Qianxue.

This group of black Armored Warriors are all young warriors.

Almost everyone is inferior to the holy land.

Although it's only one or two grade Holy Land strength.

But a couple of thirty-six.

These are the thirty-six saints.

What's more, these are all very young saints.

In other words, their future strength is definitely not as simple as that of the first and second grade saints.

The head of the young warrior, his armor is not just black.

On his armor, there was a silver light flowing.

Around these black Armored Warriors, two old men with deep breath and white beard smile.

"Fuyuan, Fuling elder."

Duanmu Qianxue said to the two elders.

He didn't pay attention to Duanmu Zhe, the ninth commander of the black army.

"Miss."

"You've put a lot of pressure on the clan leader this year."

"You don't go back."

"The patriarch will come in person."

Duanmu recovery elder, very helpless said.

"Elder recovery."

"I made it clear to the clan."

"This year, I'll go back when I finish my work."

"Now that I've finished my work, I can be Hui."

Duanmu Qianxue said coldly.

The ancient family of God, though revered as supreme.

But what's the difference between the ancient people of God and the ordinary people?

It's just more powerful and powerful.

Duanmuqian snow, like a cage bird in general.

She can't decide her own strength now.

Among Duanmu people, there are also many factions.

All kinds of troubles and pressures are also extremely great.

"Now that the lady's business is done."

"Then, please Hui people."

"The patriarch must be very happy when Miss goes back."

"Count the time. The awakening of Miss's blood is about to begin."

The elder Fu Ling beside the elder Fu Yuan said with a smile on his face.

"Well."

Duanmu Qianxue nodded.

But he turned around.

Looking at the tower.

"I'm going."

Duanmu Qian Snow's eyes, with not give up.

The voice is very light, the body voice has a cry cavity.

Seeing this, Chonglou tightly grasped Duanmu Qianxue's hand.

"I'll come to you and wait for me."

Chonglou said with a firm face.

"Dirty and humble mole ant, let go of miss Qianxue's hand."

See Chonglou holding Duanmu Qianxue's palm.

The ninth commander of the black Xuan army, Duanmu Zhe, was furious in an instant.

However, Chonglou didn't pay any attention to the commander of the black army.

Take duanmuqian snow directly in my arms.

He even kisses Qian Xue's red lips.

They embrace each other sweetly and don't care about the world around them at all.