World Destroying Demonic Emperor

The death of the dream of the 781 chapter seven eight three dreams! (under)

When I heard the words of the dream, Luo Yinjiao trembled fiercely, then screamed: "Dream, what do you mean?"

Dream Doro was about to speak, and suddenly felt a guilty heart, then flashed through the darkness in front of her eyes, and immediately let her close her mouth.

She remembered that the little Rakshasa had moved her hands and feet in her brain. As long as she said the true identity of Lanling, even a thousand miles would die.

After closing your mouth, this feeling quickly ended.

Taking a deep breath, Dream Toro sneered: "Lan Yin, use your brain to think about it, use your greatest imagination to think about who Lanling is? Use your most pessimistic, most evil The darkest imagination to think about, who is Lanling? Your parents are killed?"

As soon as this was said, Yin Ji’s beautiful little face suddenly lost all the blood. The limbs become cold, the whole body is crumbling, and you should faint immediately.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." Seeing this scene, Dream Dolly laughed proudly.

Then she was so beautiful that she was cold and said: "Lanling? Is he gone? Why don't you come to see me?"

The city of Yanmo is quiet and silent.

The dreams will break off the limbs, and Du Yan, whose tongue has been cut, will throw it on the head of the city, and then look at the thousands of near-human warriors who will surround themselves.

"Hey, Lord, can you kill these flies?" Dreams.

"Can..."

Then he opened his arms and his hands were in the air.

Thousands of near-human warriors who suddenly surrounded the trio felt extremely painful, their faces began to distort, and their minds began to swell.

"Hey..."

Then, the blood vessels of the thousands of near-human warriors under Du Yan’s majesty burst open, and their heads burst open.

The blood is mad, all died, and the death is extremely tragic.

Dream Doro looked at the head of the city of Yan, and said loudly: "Lan Ling, I don't care if you are still or not. But I officially announced here that when I come again, your city will be razed. On the ground, your people will be killed, your wife will be defamed, and your children will be reduced to soup."

For a moment, Meng Dalu said one word: "Lan Ling, this is not a curse. This is a reality that will happen. I will let you know that no matter how hard you try, your life is a complete tragedy."

After all, the dreams of the glory, the gloom, the revered sage ride on the sneaky scorpion, fluttering in the direction of the East China Sea, under the guidance of the Supreme Master, carefully avoiding the Jingshan Energy Array Radiation range.

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I left the territory of the Yanqi Banner and flew over the long sea.

Flying for three days and three nights, flying more than 20,000 miles. Finally, the south army of Princess Nea blood hit the face.

Looking up, Meng Daluo, the revered master, the Nether Prince was completely shocked.

In front of the sea, it is simply a moving land.

On the sea, thousands of giant ships are paved on the surface of the sea, vast and boundless.

The sky, hundreds of miles of various air regiments, truly cover the sky.

The most terrifying thing is that a beautiful air palace also floats in the air.

It is a real palace. It is a palace with a large area of ​​several thousand square meters and a height of several tens of meters. It is magnificent, bright and flamboyant.

Thousands of huge flying beasts glared at the palace in the air.

Every flying beast exceeds the size of the three-headed Chimera beast of Lanling.

The Nether King took a breath of cold, and the Motuo Empire and the Southern Wildness were separated by the fallen land, so countless people have heard of the Motuo Empire, but they know nothing about it.

However, in the air palace in front of this flight, it can be seen how powerful the Motuo Empire is.

But soon the Nether Prince turned this shock into a fiery, the more powerful the Motuo Empire, the stronger the Princess of the Blood, the better for him.

Only such a woman is the wife he dreamed of.

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"Dream is asking for the Princess Royal Highness!"

A few kilometers across the air palace, the dreamy singer shouted.

At this point, no words can describe her inner heart, her body hair is erected, and she feels a burst of numbness.

In the two years of the wild in the south, her soul and will have been repeatedly devastated.

Every time Lanling’s miracle victory is extremely painful to her, it seems that she is telling her that the road you chose is wrong.

In fact, Lan Ling has never done anything to him, any harm.

However, Lan Ling’s continued success is the greatest harm to him, because she chose to abandon Lanling, so the more successful Lan Ling, the more she reminded her that the routine of life is wrong, it is a tragedy.

Now I saw the power of Princess Na, and saw the power of the Motuo Empire. Dream Toro firmly believes that there is nothing wrong with his choice. All of this is a complete proof of this.

Her choice is not wrong. If she chose Lanling, it was the real tragedy.

"Lan Ling, when I appear in front of you again, it is the moment when you are dying, that is, the moment when your blaze is turned into a powder." Dreams are in the dark.

She did not wait long.

About a few minutes later, dozens of female warriors flew out of the palace.

These female warriors are a little strange, like humans, and like snakes. They didn't wear clothes all over the body, wrapped in a layer of blue scales. They have wings on their wings. They are very special wings. They are not like the wings of birds. They are like fins on the bottom of the sea. They are fascinating purple.

This is one of the powerful air regiments of the Motuo Empire, the Winged Demon Legion.

This legion is not born, but cultivated by an evil means.

A few decades ago, the Motuo Empire swept across the entire wilderness and had no rivals. The only one who did not conquer was the Yizu.

Because the wing people fly too fast, too high, and they will fly, no need to mount. This is troublesome, because every time he fights, he attacks your flying mount first. The air knight of the Motuo Empire can be very powerful, but the flying mount can't be cultivated very strongly. Once the flying mount is lost, these air knights are no longer powerful.

In order to deal with the wing family, the Motuo Empire used evil means to cultivate the Winged Snake Legion and the Flying Ghost Corps.

After the two air regiments were bred, the wing people had to flee to the south, and the Motuo empire had no final enemy in the north, and unified the land of more than two or three thousand miles.

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"The allowed landing..." is the head of a winged snake demon warrior.

The dreamy lord, the prince of the Nether, the sneaky scorpion of the three-story lord landed on the square of the Palace of the Air.

When three people stepped on the steps of their toes and came out of the hall, the hot water washed the feet of the three.

Then, the golden gate opens.

The dazzling radiance emerged from the temple, almost making the Nether Prince and the Dream Doro open their eyes.

Inside the main hall, there are gold everywhere, all of them are gems, and there are spar everywhere.

The jewels are magnificent and magnificent.

Countless lights, shining the real hall as bright as white.

Every lampstand is actually a statue of a beautiful person. Looking at it again, it is not a statue at all, but a real beauty of the red dew. Some of them hold a spar lampstand, and some have a light on their hips.

There are dozens of pillars in the hall. At first glance, it seems to be a giant statue. When you look closely, you find that it is a real giant, not a statue.

These giants are still alive, but they can't move at all, just like a statue.

The ground of the entire hall is a special material, white and flawless, smooth and jade.

No one knows what this is. This is actually the teeth that have been pulled out from the mouths of countless women. After cleaning them, they are all washed into powder and then pressed into a piece of white floor.

At the top of the main hall, there is a special throne, a black throne.

From the far side of the throne, it seems to be entangled by countless vine roots. In fact, it is the throne of numerous snakes, and the entire throne is creeping.

Hundreds of thousands of snakes are entwined, forming thirty-three steps, and a huge throne.

A peerless creature that reverses all sentient beings and pours the country into the world is on this throne.

She only wore a long red dress and a long dress.

That's right, the long skirt that really condenses with blood is still surging.

Her body, her looks, her temperament, surpassed the sum of the beauty that the Nether Prince had seen.

The dream is a beautiful woman, the princess is a stunning beauty, and the glorious king is also a stunning beauty, but these three together are not as good as the **** nails on the jade feet of this **** county.

This is not just a look, but an energy temperament, a magical temperament.

The Nether Prince was sluggish for a while, because he was indulging in the **** toenails for a few minutes.

Her jade feet are perfect, every toe is perfect, only one of the ten toe nails is red, but not nail polish, but blood.

Whether it is the curvature of the arch of the foot or the fascination of the ankle, it is enough to linger for a long time.

Not to mention the fascinating curves of the calf, let alone the peerless bending of the waist and hip, the mysterious arc of the chest.

Time seems to be still, I don't know how long it took, the Nether Prince just looked up at the face of Princess Na.

This is a face that looks real and seems to be a dream.

Beautiful to almost unreal...

It's as if you have one of the most beautiful women in the world in your dreams, but you can't describe her, and can't build her face in her head. When I wake up again, no matter how I remember it, I can’t remember it.

Moreover, what shocked the Nether is that this face is as vague and familiar.

Oh, right!

It is similar to the face of Lanling.

The dream of Dorothy was horrified before, and the face of Na's blood county was very similar to Sauron, except that the face of Na's blood was much more beautiful than Sauron.

The face of Sauron is not as good as a number one in the man's handsomeness.

So what would happen if his face turned into a woman? From some movies and televisions, I saw the Queen of the Shemale in Thailand.

Most people will sigh that these queens are more beautiful than women.

The face of Princess Na, at that time, was much more beautiful than Lanling.

At this time, it has completely risen to another level.

In fact, in the dream of Dorothy, the Princess of Na blood has not been so similar to Sauron, a bit similar to the feelings of siblings, brothers and sisters.

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"Dream, see the princess of the princess!" Dreamy is respectful.

The Nether Prince, the stalwart of the Lou Lou all crouched on the ground, swearing: "See the Princess of the Blood Princess."

The Princess of the Blood Princess did not expect to come, but stared at the right side of the main hall.

There is a huge spar cage with hundreds of volcanoes inside.

Knowing ourselves and knowing each other, knowing the victorious battles, knowing that the Tianzhang tribe’s ground trump card is the Voldemort army, so the Na’s blood county owner has arrested hundreds of Voldemorts for research.

Then she looked to the left of the main hall, where there was also a huge spar cage with hundreds of **** dogs.

This is a more disgusting creature than the Voldemort. The whole body is bleeding with pus, three heads, sharp knives, and a **** tongue.

She has done many experiments, and her **** dogs have won the demon.

"Nether prince?" Princess Na blood began.

The Nether Prince was so excited that he trembled: "Yes!"

Princess Na blood said: "Dream, I am not letting you marry the young Luochao Tang people? How come you are the Nether Prince?"

Her name for the dream is very close, which makes the dreamy radiant and glory.

"His Royal Highness, I am married to the young Rakshasa Tang people according to your will. But stupid and arrogant, he chose to join Lan Ling, how many times I gave him the opportunity to make a break with Lan Ling. Waiting for your pity, but he again and again, I have lost my kindness." Dreamy Road: "So, I will look at the Nether Prince, he is a better choice."

"Lan Ling?" Princess Na blood puzzled.

"He is Sauron..." Under the excitement, Meng Dalu blurted out and forgot the killing of the little Rakshasa in her brain.

However, after she said the identity of Lanling at this time, she did not suffer any consequences. There was no darkness in front of her eyes, and the feeling of death did not come.

"Yes, he is the stupid arrogant Sauron of the human kingdom. He is not dead. He is resurrected in the south like a donkey, and he has created a self-righteousness, but in your eyes it is worthless." Dorodo said: "His Royal Highness has slaughtered all the near-humans in the north, and this despicable Lanling dared to establish the Yanmo tribe, and claimed to be the homeland of all the near-human beings. You want to kill the close-knit people, he dared to take in Therefore, he is your absolute enemy. The little Rakshasa King dared to collude with him, completely incorrigible, so I gave up on him and chose the Nether Prince."

"Are you thinking about it for me? Dream!" Princess Na, said: "You are thinking about it for me wholeheartedly."

"Yes, my master." Dreamy Road said: "I am fully committed for your consideration, so I brought the Nether Prince, he is the best choice. Moreover, I asked the Princess Temple to descend to the south of the wild time. Then, Lanling, the jumping clown, annihilated the nine."

Princess Na blood stood up and swelled, and the curve full of magic was like mountains and rivers.

She slowly walked down the throne and came to the front of the dream, and the jade hand gently stroked her jade neck.

Dreaming Doo rubbed the jade hand of Princess Na's blood with her face, like a lover, and like a pet.

"You think about it for me? You are just a puppet worthless. I gave it to the human puppet of the little Rakshasa. What qualifications do you have for me? You don't even have my bitch. What qualifications do you have for me? You don't even have a grain of dust. What qualifications do you have for me?" Princess Na, slowly said: "I will let you marry the Tang, and you will stay with him. You have a human puppet in your area. What qualifications have their own thinking? What qualifications do you have to choose other men? Is it what I have given you the illusion that you feel that you have the power to choose?"

Princess Na blood took the neck of the dream, and dragged her body and threw it into the cage of hundreds of **** dogs!

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Dreamy screams!

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