Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Ding Wei still looked at Ding Hao with a smile.

In the face of the forced Ding Hao, he seems to have no intention of fighting.

After a pause, Ding suddenly said: "I heard that you are very short-sighted and care about the people around you. If you have been a savior, now the disciples, the poor little girl, are about to be killed now. Will you choose to stay here to compete for the fairy, or to save her?"

Ding Hao's face changed.

Do you know what happened to Nalan?

Is this all his arrangement?

An ominous premonition, spreading in Ding Hao's heart, he suddenly felt that he must have ignored what.

What role does Nalan Sex play in the end?

Thinking of this, Ding Hao subconsciously looked back to Xiandaofeng, as if in response to his gaze, a red-red flame streamer, flickering outside the golden mask shrouded in the Sanctuary, and smashed the void, and did not disperse for a long time.

"That is an urgent signal from a single male!"

Ding Hao let Shan Xiong take the person outside the residence of Nalan family. Once there is anything wrong, immediately rush back to inform himself that if he can't connect for a while, he will send this signal to find himself.

There must have been an accident at the Nalan family.

at this time--

"Master, where are you, I want you to appear soon, save the Ranger, he is going to die... Master, you will appear soon, please hear my prayer, Master..."

Nalan’s panicked anxious voice, once again.

Ding Hao captured this time, Nalanchu’s voice actually appeared directly in his own knowledge of the sea, not through his ears.

Ding Hao was stunned.

Because at this moment, the illusion of Nalanchu emerged in front of him.

In front of the void, like the replay of past events, this clever little girl shivering with her legs, can't see where she is, but the situation is obviously very bad, her little face is hung with tears, the whole People look arrogant, like a shivering little sheep...

How is this going?

Ding Hao looked up at Ding Wei and thought it was Ding Wei’s arrangement.

However, he found that Ding Hao did not seem to see this illusion. His eyes only stared at himself. He did not notice the illusion of Nalanchu in the void. Obviously he could not hear the voice of Nalanchu. .

"Master, where are you, beg you, Ah, I beg you, hear my voice soon, the Ranger is dying, please hear my prayers, be sure to save him..." Nalan The initial sound is like a gossamer, and it sounds intermittently in the sea of ​​Ding Hao.

The illusion in front of the eyes is getting clearer.

A early seems to be in a very strange environment, surrounded by strange energy surges, her delicate body is shaking, her eyes are full of despair and hatred, but also full of cravings, kneeling on the ground, white and delicate Small hands together, praying and pleading.

Ding Hao feels incredible.

How did this sound and virtual shadow come here? It is just like an illusion, but the feeling of giving Ding Hao is so clear and true. There is a kind of sorrowful and tragic atmosphere in the fairy tales of the Xiandao Peak.

Ding Hao once again confirmed that Ding Hao really could not see the shadow of Nalanchu, nor could he hear the voice of Gao Nalan.

It seems that I was aware of Ding Hao’s abnormality, and Ding Hao looked at Ding Hao with a strange look.

"This seems to be the power of the blood sacrifice," said the voice of Jianzu. "Trying to respond to her, maybe he can hear your voice."

Ding Haoyi.

Responding through the fairy peak and the surrounding gold shield? Can Nalan begin to hear it?

"Achu, it is me, I heard, what happened to you over there?" Ding Hao knows how to run and tries to communicate.

......

......

Nalan family home.

In the secret room hall of 500 meters underground.

A strange array is in operation.

The intricate and intricate inscriptions are flickering in the inscriptions, and the unimaginable energy is brewing. From the top down, the diameter is full of five kilometers, like the most complicated in the world. Like the circuit diagram, there is a passage of current to release the hot light, which makes you faint at a glance.

The stinging white flame flashes from every line.

At the very center of this huge array, the naked Nalan Ranger is struggling wildly. He is like a beast that has lost his senses. He is fixed at the very center of the formation and cannot escape the sleep. The thin silver hair of the road is constantly separated from this majestic array of methods, slowly spreading toward his limbs...

The silver filaments spread a little, and the Nalan Ranger screamed in pain.

He used his fist to bombard the ground, like a gong and drum, and there was a huge force in the body. The ground with the blessing of the law was also bombarded by him. The terrible power has gone far beyond the normal state of Nalan Ranger. The power underneath is enough to kill one and a half of the gods in a flash.

But the silvery ground has a complicated and magical array of blessings, as if it is a liquid-like softness. When the Nalan Ranger punches down, it will be sunken and soft, and the terrible power will be removed, so that the Nalan Ranger fists will be put away. At the time, it will be restored as before, and there will be no damage.

The Nalan Ranger in the silver array is like an ancient beast that fell into Luo, struggling wildly, but unable to break free.

The horrible power of breath is constantly emanating from his body, and as time goes by, the power in his body is still rising, as if it is never ending.

On the outskirts of the huge chamber space, there are hundreds of the most loyal and loyal strongmen in the Nalan family wearing white robes, guarding facelessly.

The easternmost part of the chamber.

At the beginning of Nalan’s dozens of Nalan’s family, they stood together and watched the Nalan Ranger in the battle.

"It's too slow. The speed of this wake is too slow. We must rob the power of the Sanctuary before it settles." Nalan’s handsome face has a chilling madness. He bit his teeth, Bai Sensen's teeth are like the beast's edge, and said: "Put all the foundations into it, and push the whole force [Dragon 吟天变阵]."

Next to a figure with a pale golden mask, he hesitated: "But the child's body can't bear the full power of the dragon's squad. If it is fully motivated, it will only destroy his body. ”

"Hahaha, I just want the result, don't count the process, if you can't bear it, let him die." Nalan's voice is almost cruel: "Isn't that what his value is?"

"But him... After all, it is your son." The pale golden mask still persuaded.

"Hey, a low-lying wild species, how can it be counted as a man of my Nalan family? It’s just a matter of dying, using the dirty blood in his body to wash the shame of my Nalan family." The exquisite middle-aged woman sneered.

Nalan Xingde smiled coldly and said: "Mrs. said it is good. I brought him back. It is for today's big event. Otherwise, he is alive and dead and what is it for me? Besides, he is my child, his flesh and blood lives. It is what I have given, I should reward me, haha, your devotional [mud bodhisattva], you should know how to be ruthless, and this method is also arranged by you, why bother at this time? Go all out to force the array."

The pale golden mask figure hesitated a little, and finally walked toward the edge of the "Long Yaotian Array" which flashed the crazy silver light, and began to change the texture of some inscription lines in a special way.

The next moment, like a salt in a warm oil pan, the whole formation gradually became more crazy, such as boiled boiling water, and the pain of the Nalan Ranger in the battle. The sound is getting bigger and bigger, and the struggle is even more crazy.

There is a terrifying and tremulous force in his body that is slowly recovering.

This kind of power is terribly terrible. It is like the demon **** that destroys the world. Even if it is standing a few kilometers away, there is protection of the law from the distance, but those who are responsible for the warning around the [Dragon 吟天变阵] The masters of the Lanshi family have also changed face by face, and there is a feeling that the sheep is stared at by the tiger.

After a while.

“At most one day, everything will be done.”

The "mud bodhisattva" with a pale golden mask returned and came back.

Nalan Xingde nodded with satisfaction and said: "Well, great, it is worthy of the famous [mud bodhisattva], it really counts everything, this time it depends on you, hahaha, even the gods are blinded, wait until When they discovered the truth, the general trend was fixed, everything was already doomed, hahahaha..."

Nalan Xingde laughed wildly.

There is already a hot red in his eyes, and the whole person is caught in some kind of madness.

This secret room is huge, just like an underground void.

It can be seen that in order to build this secret room, the Nalan family did not know how much human energy was spent. On the walls around the secret room and on the top of the wall, there was a dragon-like inscription that swiftly swam away and converge on all the atmosphere. The outside world could not perceive it. What happened.

[The Mud Bodhisattva] His eyes are calm and he has nothing to say.

He knew very well that he would always be a tool that was used by people, even if it was a secret. Insufficient strength, after all, is the chess piece of others, can be counted as the life of the Emperor, can count the fate of others, but can not dominate their own destiny, want to let the family and wife live, they seem to have no choice.

Unless things change.

He turned to look at [Dragon 吟天变阵].

The intricate inscriptions of the vast sea of ​​smoke seem to be flickering in disorder, but in his eyes, it does represent the trajectory of fate, and countless inscriptions are mixed and disorderly, that is the world. The way the road works.