I Have a Dragon

The secret of the Pangu tribe?

This is something that Mo Nan has always wanted to know, such as the secrets of Pan Zong and Gu Zong. Where did they come from?

Why are you so familiar with Pangu axe? In the sky of Zhongtian Star, are there many Pangu ethnic groups? If so, what is their practice?

But if the word in front of you is from the demon in front of you, can you believe it?

The demon is definitely not an ordinary person, and every word he utters will be a trap.

"No need! The secret is left to the dead!"

Mo Nan reached out and grabbed the volley, no longer giving Tian Mo any chance to speak, and trapping Tian Mo in front of him.

The war gun in his hand trembled, with a torn god's mansion, and directly penetrated the demon's chest.

With a buzz, the flames of the tartars on the war guns burned, and the demon's body was directly burned into coke, not even Yuanshen.

The remaining few star powerhouses hid in the dark, seeing this scene is already ashamed.

They still had the power of a battle, but because of Mo Nan ’s devastation, they lost most of their cultivation in an instant, and even the power of many rules collapsed. At this moment, they would escape from the big demon head I'm afraid it's impossible.

Mo Nan naturally knew that there were still a few missing fish, but he didn't want to do it anymore, and said to Long Xiwu:

"Slay the enemy—"

And he did not wait for Long Xiwu to answer, and his body moved directly to the ground in the West.

In front of him was the weird monk who hadn't moved. The breath on his body hadn't changed, and even the twelve Divine Wings behind him were only slightly retracted.

When Mo Nan fell in front of him, the opponent's wooden body finally moved.

There was only one eyeball left, looking strangely at Mo Nan, seemingly examining why Mo Nan suddenly appeared.

Originally, the twelve **** wing repairers exuded death, and he was able to guard the entire western land alone, forcing the repairer alliance and the bullhead **** beasts to dare not approach.

But now, his vitality was much weaker than that of Monan.

At this moment, Mo Nan was just like a mountain of blood sea corpses. His deadly spirit was so thick that he turned black and red, and even his face was a little hard to see.

Mo Nan looked directly at him, and said, "Are you kneeling?"

As soon as this word came out, the body of the Twelve Wings in front of the body shivered, and even the coffin on his back made a strange sound, as if something inside the coffin had moved.

"You want me to kneel? Do you know who I am?" The practitioner of the Twelve Gods Wings suddenly said, his voice was bitter and unpleasant, like the sound of stone rubbing.

"I don't need to know!"

Mo Nan didn't have this interest at all. He knew in his heart that when his dragon was besieged, the Twelve God Wings in front of him had been staring at him here.

It seemed that from the beginning to the end he did not do anything, and did not distribute any killing intentions, but Mo Nan would not let him go.

It is obviously impossible for this practitioner to appear here for no reason. If it is not the enemy, he would have already identified his identity, or if he knows that the dragon is opposite, he should be far away early, and he should not put pressure on the dragon here.

But these twelve **** wing practitioners have been standing here, speculating!

For Mo Nan, the enemy is the enemy. No matter where he comes from or who the other party is, the identity of the enemy cannot be changed.

Hum! !!

Mo Nan gave his war gun a fierce finger. Although the fierce war gun has not yet touched the Twelve God Wings, it is clear that the Twelve God Wings already feel the powerful force.

It seemed that his throat was pinned by the war gun.

"Dragon Emperor is going to fight, then fight!" The Twelve God Wing repairers spoke again difficult.

The body moved slightly, the chain of gods tied to her body tinkled, and a black flame drifted backwards.

But at this time, suddenly a very unexpected woman's voice came, ethereal.

"You don't have to take a shot, the Dragon Emperor is righteous, it is worth kneeling."

This voice, leisurely, in such a world of Xiao Xiao, there is a kind of ability to make people sober, as if people can bathe in the spring breeze, Lingtai becomes clean.

Mo Nan also frowned slightly when he heard the words. There was a feeling that he couldn't say, and he could tell that the voice came from the coffin.

Is there an ethereal woman in the coffin?

This is too surprising.

However, Mo Nan only frowned slightly. He didn't change his mind, but looked more cautiously at the coffin.

It seems that it should be the ethereal woman who is the Lord.

"I kneel!"

After hearing that, the Twelve God-wing practitioners seemed to have no ability to think. The huge body shook for a moment, then bent on one knee, and fell to the ground immediately.

But because the Twelve Wings of the Twelve Gods are tall, they still have worn armor, and even if they kneel down, they are even higher than Mo Nan.

Mo Nan held the war gun in his hand and his mouth was raised. If the enemy in front of him did not kneel and surrender, he would kill the opponent directly.

"So good!"

Mo Nan said briefly, then turned suddenly, all eyes were kneeling people.

He doesn't care what he is in the eyes of others, whether it is the big devil, killing gods, tyrants, etc., he doesn't care.

"Shenlong Shadow Guard, lock the murderous spirit and cut off the enemy!"

Mo Nan ordered directly.

His order did not kill all the practitioners, but let them lock up the murderous spirit.

Because no matter what kind of fighting, as long as the killing is in place, it will release the killing force and improve its own strength. At the same time, it will also let the opponent feel the killing force and increase vigilance.

Now, the Dragons can re-lock who had previously released murderous murder against them, screen out the enemies, and kill them.

Suddenly, the Shenlong Shadow Guard shot. They had killed a lot before. Now it is another round of slaughter.

Suddenly, the scene made the practitioners feel scalp tingling.

At the same time, many practitioners secretly rejoice. Fortunately, they have not shot dragons before, and their murderous spirit has not been exposed.

As Mo Nan watched the massacre on the ground, his body trembled a little. In his top ten cave worlds, the power of the curses of the stars seemed to become a little bit violent.

Suddenly, the ethereal female voice in the pipe came out again.

"The Dragon Emperor devours the heavens and the earth, which seals the cursing power within the body, but one day it will be unbearable."

Of course, Mo Nan knew of this situation. His previous purpose of swallowing the world was not to be careful all day long, but to constantly watch out for overhead sky, and simply seal the cursing power of the starry sky in the ten cave worlds, so that they could not come out again.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Mo Nan said.

"The elements in front of you are all rescued by the Dragon Emperor, why not use the elements to make the curse crack?"