The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 2130, Zhao Cheng’s Order

"Old ancestors, where are we going?"

Beside the old demon, a middle-aged man with a somewhat burly figure, he is a descendant of the two-winged old demon.

Of course, nowadays it has already reached the five-character emperor, and is the helm of the descendants of the two-winged old demon.

The old-fashioned demon looks at each other and says: "We have to go to a place to live again, let everyone ride the spirit boat."

The entire big family, about a hundred or so people, is now on the Ling Zhou, and goes to the distant land of the Shenzong.

The old-fashioned demon himself knows that it takes at least five days from the site of the Black Blood Sect.

He is now about to leave the site of the black blood sect, deep in the eyes of the old, with some embarrassment.

He felt that he had some slanders of the black blood sect. After all, he had been playing for so many years in the black blood sect, and he left when he left.

The middle-aged man did not question the words of the two-winged old demon, but began to order everyone in an orderly manner.

The entire big family, they are obeying the instructions of the two-winged old demon, after all, they all know that the two-winged old demon is their pillar.

One by one, they boarded the spirit boat, and as the supreme liquid flowed into the spirit boat, the two-winged old demon sat in front of the spirit boat.

Oh...

The Ling Zhou suddenly carried the crowd and went away in the distance.

Along the way, many people have looked at the two-winged old demon, but they feel the repair of the peak of the two-winged old demon.

Even some people who want to be tempted are afraid to have any ideas.

After all, the Sixth Emperor Emperor's peak is repaired, and in the entire Western District, it can be considered as a sidewalk.

"Old ancestors, I see why you sometimes have a look, always showing concern." After the middle-aged man arranged everything, he came to the front of the two-winged old demon and asked with curiosity.

The old-fashioned demon looks at the lush forest behind him. The endless trees are towering trees. He knows that he is out of this forest, which is the site outside the black blood.

The old-fashioned demon looks to the middle-aged man and says, "Do you think we can live away from the black blood?"

The middle-aged man did not expect the double-winged old demon to ask such questions, and suddenly there were some concerns. "My ancestors, according to my understanding of Zhao Cheng in these years.

This person agreed to be too refreshed this time. He didn't even have any hesitation, which was somewhat inconsistent with his character.

Throughout the Western District, many people know that Zhao Cheng is a must-have, narrow-minded, this double-winged old demon can leave so smoothly, even if he is somewhat wrong.

Therefore, this way, his heart is always filled with some anxiety.

The old-fashioned demon looks to the middle-aged man: "If someone really kills you, you will run away with everyone and go to the Wanshen Shenzong, and you will say that you are the descendants of the two-winged old demon."

"And I, stay and deal with the enemy."

The middle-aged man instantly refused: "No, we must die with our ancestors even if we die."

The words of the middle-aged man rang, and the eyes of the old-fashioned old-fashioned old-fashioned demon were suddenly rounded and angry, saying: "Do you want me to be after you?"

"I really don't know how important it is. If I am a person, even if it is the Seven Spirits Emperor, I am also a bit of a fighting ability."

"If you are with me, then I have to take care of you, everyone will simply wait for death."

The middle-aged man was so stunned by the two-winged old demon, and he did not dare to continue talking.

Instead, they buried their heads and some were not willing.

He felt that he could not leave his ancestors alone and leave.

"Remember, if the danger is coming, your main task is to live with the people to reach the Wanshen!"

"If you dare to be the owner, then when I am, even if I die, I will die."

The widowed demon directly warned the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man kept silent.

......

"The deputy lord, do we really want to kill the two-winged old demon all-round people?" An old man, with some unbearable eyes in his eyes.

This old man used to be with the two-winged old demon in the ruins of the ruins, and his relationship with the two-winged old demon is not bad.

"If you care about the old feelings, then when you die, you are not the two-winged old demon, but us. The character of the sovereign, don't you understand?"

It was a pale man, his hair was white, his eyes were sunken, and his figure was extremely tall and thin.

However, that gives people the feeling that he seems to be a bamboo pole, as if a gust of wind can blow him down.

He is the deputy lord of the black blood sect, known as the white-faced bamboo raft.

Just because his skin is very white, people are really thin, but very high.

"Hey……"

The old man couldn’t help but sigh and said: "In fact, the two-winged old demon is trying to repay the help."

"When the ruins of the ruins were made, his cold poisoning episode was the lord of the sacred gods, helping him to remove the cold poison."

"That is a reinvention for the two-winged old demon, so the two-winged old demon wants to repay, I take it for granted."

The white-faced bamboo raft is not young, he is almost the same age as the two-winged old demon.

Although he is a little smaller than the two-winged old demon, but at this age, in fact, a little bit small, can be ignored.

"They are coming!"

The white-faced bamboo scorpion eyes are not far away, where a spirit boat is flying towards it, and the speed of the spirit boat has also slowed down.

The old-fashioned demon saw the white-faced bamboo raft and other people, and his old face showed a touch of helplessness. He paused the spirit boat.

"It turned out to be the deputy lord and you. I don't know if you are here. What are you doing?" The two-winged old demon said straightforwardly.

The white-faced bamboo raft looks at the two-winged old demon, saying: "The two-winged old demon, you know the character of the lord, why are you?"

The old-fashioned old-fashioned face has a sneer smile on his face. He also guessed whether Zhao Cheng discovered the conscience.

It turned out that Zhao Cheng had already ordered people to wait for him early in the place where he left the black blood sect.

The old demon looks at Zhao Cheng and said: "The deputy lord, please forgive me, my two-winged old demon thinks that these years are worthy of the black blood. Now, I want to leave quietly, why do the lords want to kill them? ”

"Zhao Cheng has been a man for many years. He does not care about the life and death of the black blood sect. What do we need to stay here?"

Hearing the words of the two-winged old demon, the many elders of the Black Blood were also silent, apparently they were made speechless by Zhao Cheng.

However, the real society is like this. Whose fist is big, who is the truth.

The white-faced bamboo scorpion eyes are slightly condensed. He directly said: "The two-winged old demon, since you are determined, then we should not continue to talk nonsense, let us take it."

The wild elf, the violent breath of the violent shock.

He looked at the white-faced bamboo pole and asked: "White-faced bamboo poles, if I die, can I give my family a way to live?"

(End of this chapter)