Master Dan Dao

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Rama didn't say a word, but only saw the dragon's tail swept away. When Luo Sheng was killed on the spot, the pupils became cold and cold, until under the world-defeating Long Wei, Jin Yaohui's two heads burst instantly and went crazy. The earth wants to escape it all.

Looking at Mei Meiwu again, the two are in different perspectives, but everything they see is the same.

Jin Xiaocang stood beside him, but suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't see the slender figure, or Guangling's forerunner.

"It's just changing Huier's memory. Huier no longer recognizes Yichen. One day they meet, how to face it ..."

Jin Xiaocang said secretly, fortunately, he still remembered all this.

At this moment, Rama frowned, pointing at a ray of magic, and Jin Xiaocang exclaimed, "Excuse me, it's enough!"

Rama stopped at his fingertips, and looked at Jin Xiaocang, the coldness in his magic pupil continued unabated.

Is everything really that simple?

Rama suspected that, especially in the tombs of the gods, Jin Yaohui was desperately resisting, and was in danger, and Jin Qiu Yi also saved his life and killed a way for the former. ...

"This little cub really escaped hunting like this? Witches will explore miracles before they can succeed again? If they are in danger, they will fall ..."

Jin Yaohui's memory does not have why the witches and other people fell, but only in hiding, but Luomo couldn't figure it out, but the latter knew that the Lion King absolutely knew everything!

So Ramo looked at Jin Xiaocang and didn't speak for a long time, but in the end, he gave up the idea.

He is the demon king, Jin Xiaocang is the lion king, and he really starts to work, not to mention who wins and who loses. The latter has the means to deal with his own exploration of memory.

Rama put down Jin Yaohui, Jin Xiaocang rushed forward, took the elixir and stuffed it into his son's mouth, tears streaming down, distressed.

"Huier ... just live, just live, what about Yuaner?"

Rama looked at the scene of his father's grief, but his expression was still gloomy. Why is it that Jin Yaohui survived, is it a coincidence?

At this moment, Luomen and the gods in Zhongzhou also flew over, looking at Jin Xiaocang, who was crying with his son, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

"Master Rama !?"

The first of them was to salute, and then he asked quickly, "Master, why ... Nie Yao Huixian and the junior in Wanhua Valley are alive, what about the others?"

"Where are the old disciples?"

"Nephew Master nephew, apprentice ..."

The beings questioned, but Rama kept looking at the direction somewhere: "I'm afraid to ask that evil dragon ..."

The gods were all shaken, and their hearts were full of sorrow and anger. They suddenly realized that the confrontation between the two ancient **** kings, their children and disciples, was probably dead!

"Damn Hao Guangling! Give it back to me!"

"How many **** Dongjiang Dragons have killed my disciples of Qianhuang League!"

"Sir, haven't you found anything? Why would anyone survive ..."

With a sad face, Huai Fu heard the words, but suddenly frowned: "Why, should my disciples in Wanhua Valley **** it?"

However, as soon as this remark came out, they were immediately scolded by the gods. They had just died after disciples, and they were already sorrowful and angry, not to mention seeing Mei Wuru alive, where can they not be jealous.

"Don't you co-author my Qianhuang League disciples?"

"Huaifu! Should my protoss disciples be killed by that evil dragon?"

Accused by the gods, Huai Fu finally persuaded, especially the fall of the protoss. At this time, he dare not be wrong.

Only Rama overlooked the distance and said coldly: "This time, we and Dongman have lost ... Hao Guangling, you!"

"Listen to me! The stars of Dongjiang are under martial law! Strictly check the vigilance, the evil dragon is likely to leave a trail of remnant souls, or be summoned by it to reincarnate, and let no suspicious person be let away!"

The gods responded with applause, and Jin Xiaocang was no exception, but his inner feelings were mixed. Yuan'er didn't return, but he was really dead. No matter what, it was his biological flesh ...

As for Eastern Xinjiang martial law?

He had no opinion, but this time the death of the disciples of the gods in Zhongzhou, I'm afraid it should be counted on Hao Guangling's head!

At the same time, the dragon lingered and died.

Suddenly, a terrible god-man breaks through the void, stands in a world, the shore of the god-man, covers the sky, and the palms can easily crush the stars!

This god-man looked at the dragon from afar, and the divine power radiating from his body was nothing short of losing the battle! After all, he is the living God King!

The eyes of the god-man were trembling like sun and moon, and the voice shook the sky: "How do you wake up?"

The dragon sneered: "The devil's cub wants to seek my protection, so I wake up."

The face of the god-man was cold, and the evil dragon awoke, causing him to lose countless disciples, and even a **** king was destroyed!

"you are lying!"

God and man were angry, and the world shuddered!

But the dragon sneered even more: "What's the difference between believing or not?"

The god-man was stunned, and then wondered: "Why don't you take the house?"

As if asking and answering himself, the man of God immediately shook his head and said, "Yes, you won't have a way of living."

"you are right."

The dragon suddenly raised its head and looked dead as if to return home: "But my bones, you don't want to dye your fingers!"

"boom!!!"

The dragon seemed to have exhausted his last strength to rise to the sky. When the god-man's face changed suddenly, he cursed a lunatic, then broke through the sky and flew towards the east behind him ...

However, the three of Qin Yichen lay on the dragon scales like meteorites, even though they were traveling between the voids, but still felt the tremors around them, and the dragon scales continued to shine.

In this world, there will be no East Dragon ...

Floating in the empty space, Qin Yichen clenched the inverse scale: "Dongjiang Dragon is no longer there, but the true dragon family has not perished. I will not let you predecessors' spirit in heaven!"

The dragon scale did not know how long it had floated, but eventually became dim, exhausted the last light, cut the void, and flew out holding three figures, but the dragon scale was turned into a powder to dissipate ...

"Oh!"

Qin Yichen stunned his body and guided by the dragon scales. I don't know how long it has been past or where they were taken. It's just that after so many days, the grief in his heart hasn't gone away.

In his mind, Jing Lao, Mei Wulei, Jin Yaohui, the three golden lions, and the dragon that glared at Dongman made him feel uneasy.

"This road, how much will it take, how much sacrifice, will it end ..."

Qin Yichen sighed and looked around. The stars were still chaotic and strange. They should still be in the East Xinjiang battlefield, but the dragon scales of Guangling's predecessors would never pit them.

"I don't know how long it has been. The seniors have falsified their memory. Although they have not been exposed, there are countless strong people who live only a few. Perhaps I am suspicious, but there is some coincidence."

Qin Yichen identified the direction and looked towards Zhongzhou. I don't know how far away the Golden Lion City is, or what the situation is now.