Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"How is that possible? How is that possible? I know how many powers I have in this blow. Don't say it's you. Even some old gods will hate on the spot under this blow! "

Nie Qian was silly. Her body faltered slightly, retreated again and again, and her small face was very white.

Originally, she knew that her strength could not compare with the ancient style. It was rare that the ancient style could strike herself so magnanimously, but she didn't have the ability to kill the great enemy.

Isn't your body defiled in vain? Isn't Mao Dalong dead in vain?

The whole audience was silent, and then there was an uproar. No one knew how the ancient wind escaped this disaster.

That foot long dragon is an absolute weapon to kill the yuan God. It opened the temple like an ancient wind. Don't say it was him. Even if the old God King came, he had to drink and hate on the spot.

A trace of cyan light flowed, and the blood hole on the ancient wind's forehead was repaired.

At this time, Gu Feng turned his back and said, "girl, you've run out of one chance. You go, and you and I have nothing to do with each other from now on! " The tone is stiff. Gu Feng has made up his mind to break up with Nie Qian, because he can't tell Nie Qian that he is Mao Dalong who has been with her for a month in the holy pool.

"No, you defiled my innocence, you ruined my life... Once the Dragon dies, I have no meaning to live..."

The voice fell, and a sharp sword curling around purple lightning appeared in Nie Qian's hand. Her eyes were cold and she said in a cold voice, "just give me a ride!"

Before the sword arrived, the cold killing machine had raised the antique long hair robe and made a sound of hunting.

"Hey!"

With a faint sigh, the ancient wind turned and said, "well, I owe you. Today I will receive another sword from you, dead or alive!"

There is no way for the ancient style. Although it was made clear in advance that it would only give Nie Qian a shot, he still felt guilty in the face of Nie Qian's towering hatred.

He planned to take another sword, even if he really took his own life. After all, he planted it himself and should taste the fruit.

To ask him who is the most guilty in his life, there is no doubt that Nie Qian is in front of him. It was he who ruined Nie Qian's life, and it was he who disguised Mao Dalong in the holy pool and deceived Nie Qian for a month.

Therefore, all this is a cycle of cause and effect. Even if you take your own life, you deserve it.

Nie Qian took a three foot thunder sword and went straight to the eyebrows of the ancient wind with the overwhelming hatred.

She thought it was very simple. She knew that she could not kill the ancient wind with her own strength. She wanted to end her remaining life by the hand of the ancient wind.

Things have come to this point. She has no face to live in the world. She is going to follow Mao Dalong, the man who stood up at the lowest point.

With bursts of startled cries, Nie Qian's long sword has stabbed a foot away from the center of the ancient wind's eyebrows.

While everyone thought that the ancient wind was doomed this time, the accident happened.

The accident was not imposed by others, but Nie Qian was stunned at this moment.

It was as if she had been struck by thunder, and her whole body would be in place immediately.

Not waiting for everyone to react, he saw Nie Qian covering her mouth with one hand and vomiting.

"This..."

In an instant, the audience was dumbfounded, and nearly ten million people were at a loss.

It's half killed, but it's vomiting?

What is this?

The killing and hatred disappeared. Nie Qian stopped in front of the ancient wind two steps away and kept retching.

The scene, whether it is the ancient style, or the audience, or the great saints on the high platform, is a face of ignorance.

Suddenly, the river fat man suddenly screamed: "Oh, I know, this chick is pregnant, this chick is pregnant with Yan Feng's child..."

This strange cry aroused everyone's resonance on the spot.

Indeed, Nie Qian is a great monk at the level of true God. There can be no physical problems. Such vomiting can only be explained by pregnancy.

At this time, Li Mingyang closed his fingers together, opened a heavenly eye for himself, and looked at Nie Qian's lower abdomen. A moment later, he took back his eyes and sighed helplessly: "this girl is indeed two and a half months pregnant..."

Boom!

As soon as he said this, the ancient wind seemed to have been struck by lightning, retreated one after another, and his face changed greatly.

What does two and a half months of pregnancy mean? Doesn't that mean it's your own seed? Calculate the time, just the desert Lake encounter

It's not just an old-fashioned fool's eye, but the whole audience is in an uproar.

However, he pangzi laughed again, "ha ha, brother Yan Feng, it's undoubtedly you who I admire most in my life. Others can't think of a child. It's a miracle that you can stay after a wild Lake... "

He fat man really didn't know how to live or die. At this time, several pairs of murderous eyes stared at him.

Gu Feng, Nie Qian, Zi Xiahan

"No, don't look at me like that. What I said is the truth. In addition, I would like to advise brother Yan Feng that since everyone else is pregnant with your child, don't fight. It's not easy for us friars to be parents. You should find a quiet place and give birth to the child. As for the son-in-law of the purple house... I think you'd better stop arguing! "

"Dead fat man, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

Gu Feng stared angrily, and he had greeted the 18 generations of Hepang's ancestors in his heart. This girl knows to stir up trouble for fear that things will not make much trouble.

At this time, not to mention how ugly the face of the whole purple house is, even Lvping in the other corner is stupid. She seems to be completely ignorant of ancient customs.

"Damn it, why didn't you see that brother Yan Feng was so romantic before?"

The barbarian LAN couldn't see it anymore. At this moment, he didn't know how to comfort Lvping.

The scene was frozen. There was constant discussion and everything.

At this time, Nie Qian finally stopped vomiting. After watching the whole audience, she burst into tears. She was very sad and helpless.

"Yan Feng, you beast, you devil... Even if you die, I won't give you children!"

After saying that, Nie Qian lifted the long sword and stabbed it directly into her lower abdomen.

If she can't kill Gu Feng, she would feel ashamed of Mao Dalong, but now she is pregnant with Gu Feng's child. How can she face Mao Dalong under Jiuquan?

This move caused endless sobs on the spot, and everyone was stunned.

If this sword is really stabbed, adults will not die, but children will die.