My Fabulous Star Wife

The first thousand three hundred and ninety-two chapters are all in one net

"Humble human!"

"You dare to move the nine young masters."

"Humble human race."

. . . This scene immediately caused the strong men of the Vermillion Bird clan to roar Lin Feng, and many of the Vermillion Bird clan sages also screamed at this moment. Each figure trembled, and some of the sages fell directly to the ground.

The mushroom cloud dissipated, and Nine Young Master Nanming's face was green, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were scarlet staring at Lin Feng.

"Yes, worthy of being a half-step great saint at the emperor vein level." Lin Feng smiled and praised, although his current strength is comparable to that of a saint.

But that kind of exploded power is still limited, and can only be raised to a small level.

"This..."

Nanming is undefeated, and Yin is not cheap, Mu Tengtian's face changed at this moment, because they found that it was different, that is, those saints in the depths of the Motiannet seemed to have all suffered terrorist attacks.

And just now, they also felt a primordial attack, but it was not obvious.

"Who are you?" Young Master Nan Ming stared at Lin Feng. He had never seen such a weird attack. The power of the attack was comparable to that of a saint, but it exploded but was comparable to a half-step great saint at the level of a king vein.

And the saints behind him were all affected at this moment.

"I am a human race." Lin Feng smiled and walked up and said, before speaking, he stretched out his hand again.

A finger light still went across the sky and entered the depths of the Sky Net.

"boom!"

A mushroom cloud rose, and the power of terror spread across the Motianwang. Suddenly, there was a terrible cry in the Motianwang. A dozen Suzaku clan saints lay and rolled in the void holding their heads.

Completely lost resistance.

The half-step Great Sage at the level of the three kings also paled, and he didn't care about urging his magical powers to attack the Skynet, and the Skynet suddenly shrank.

"Come!"

At this moment, Mu Teng Tian, ​​Yin is not cheap, Nan Ming undefeated roared wildly, their power madly poured into the depths of the Mitianwang, and the Mitianwang once again exploded with a powerful contraction.

Similarly, the Internet has a terrifying attack power.

All flocked to Nanming Nine Young Masters madly.

"Roar!"

The nine young masters of Nanming let out an angry roar, his body burst out with a powerful divine light, a hazy phantom Vermillion bird appeared from time to time, and a more terrifying force burst out and hit the Motian.com.

"boom!"

The terrifying force on the Motian Net slammed into Nanming Nine Young Master's body, and immediately collided with the terrifying force on Nanming Nine Young Master's body, bursting into a violent turbulent flow.

This turbulent flow directly submerged Nanming Nine Young Master in it, and Nan Ming Nine Young Master let out a miserable cry.

"Fist of the Undead!"

Nan Ming's undefeated figure came to the side of Mitian.com and threw a fist out to dominate the world. With disintegrating power, his fist was scarlet and directly hit the chest of the nine young masters of Nanming.

"Crack!"

Nan Ming Jiu Shao had broken bones all over his body.

"Hell water pattern!" The voice of Yin Buxia Yin Sisi sounded, and his figure also came quietly, killing and cutting decisively, and pointed out that the strange black water pattern appeared in the void.

Directly drowning the nine young masters of Nanming, the soul of the nine young masters of Nanming suffered an almost devastating attack.

"what!"

The miserable cry was made again, the jet black water pattern dissipated, and the nine young masters of Nanming spread into the net of the sky, completely losing their resistance and showing a state of dying.

"You guys...!" Nanming Nine Young Master was very unwilling.

"Enter the wind tower and chat." Lin Feng's figure walked over, and a pagoda flew out of his hand. It was the wind tower.

The door of the wind tower was opened, and everyone was directly included in it. Lin Feng did not enter the wind tower, but exuded a powerful primordial power, looking for the golden dragon and tiger king.

"Boy, it's hard to find." The Taoist Sande said with a smile.

"They've been here." Lin Feng meditated and said: "Grave Robber, help find it."

"Wipe, okay!" The Taoist Sande said with a smile, before speaking, he turned and left.

Lin Feng was also looking carefully in this void, these two guys must be in the nearby area.

Inside the wind tower.

Mu Tengtian, the yin is not cheap, and the three undefeated Nanming powers waved their sleeves, and the skylight disappeared.

The sage of the Suzaku clan like Nanming Nine Young Master fell into the sand.

"What do you want to do? I want to see him human!" Nanming Nine Young Master said to death, he is completely awake now, knowing that Lin Feng is the master of these three powerhouses.

"Take refuge in our master!"

The figure of Mu Tengtian walked over and looked at Nanming Jiu Shao and said, "Send the mark of blood to the master."

"What? Take refuge in that human race?" Nanming Jiu Shao said in anger, "Impossible."

Human race has always been a symbol of humbleness in their eyes, just like a livestock. As an emperor of the Suzaku clan, how can he send a blood mark to a human race.

"Yes, you have something to kill us!" a half-step great saint of the Vermilion clan said with a cold expression.

"Is he able to bear it?" Another half-step Great Sage of the Vermillion Bird clan said with disdain: "The Nine Young Master is the emperor, keep your dog eyes open!"

"Haha, Emperor Vessel? Who is not Emperor Vessel now!" Nanming is undefeated, Yin is not cheap, Mu Teng Tian laughed up to the sky when he heard the words, the aura from them spread out, sweeping through the void.

Nine Masters of Nanming's complexion paled slightly.

"Emperor Vessel... You too?" The half-step Great Sage of the Vermilion Bird clan also paled and said: "Send him a blood mark?"

"Yes, we all issue a **** mark to the master, Nanming Ninth Young Master, please give it a try!" Mutoten laughed and said, "See if the master can bear it."

"Impossible, how could the human race give birth to divine veins!" Nanming Jiu Shao directly shook his head when he heard the words.

Only the divine vein can bear the blood imprint from the emperor vein.

"Haha? Divine Vessel? What is Divine Vessel?" Nan Ming undefeated laughed.

"Yes, do you think that a small divine vein can make us succumb? Follow willingly?" Muto Tian also laughed wildly when he heard this.

"You too underestimated us." Yin Bujian also laughed wildly.

"Yin is not cheap, Nanming is undefeated, Mu Tengtian, don't pretend to be gods and ghosts here." Nanming Jiu Shao said with a cold face: "Could it be that his blood is more noble than Shenmai? Ben Shao has never heard of it being more noble than Shenmai? Noble blood!"

"Nine Young Master, don't listen to their crazy words." The two half-step great saints said one after another.

"Of course noble, have you ever heard of the hand of fate?" Mutoten's suddenly said.

"Hand of Fate?"

The nine young masters of Nanming suddenly changed color when he heard the words, and the two half-step great saints also changed color. If there is anything in this world noble than divine veins, it is undoubtedly the owner of the hand of destiny.

However, the hand of fate was only recorded in some divine books, but it never appeared in the divine realm.

"Don't you say he is the master of the hand of destiny?" Nanming Nine Young Master said with a look.

"Yes, the master's right hand is the hand of destiny. Is a human race like the Ninth Young Master Nanming worthy of your following?" Wu Teng Tiandao.

"Impossible, how could the human race give birth to such a character, even the original heavenly king back then was just a divine vein." Nanming Jiu Shao shook his head.

"But this is the truth, he not only holds the hand of fate, his blood is the blood of Xuanhuang, isn't this noble than the blood of the gods?" Mu Teng Tian sneered.

"Xuanhuang blood!"

The mind of the nine young masters of Nanming shook again. Indeed, the blood of Xuanhuang is indeed noble than the veins, but since the birth of the God Realm, no creature has possessed the blood of Xuanhuang.

Therefore, in general, the Shenmai is the most noble blood.

"If you don't believe it, it's better than we bet. If the master possesses these two things, you will be willing to issue a blood mark." Yin is not inferior and said with a smile.

"it is good!"

The nine young masters of Nanming gritted his teeth and said, the gods are respected, if he really meets a human race like this, he will really convince him, and it will be a **** mark.

"Nine Young Masters..." The two half-step saints changed their colors.

"You don't have to say it anymore, I have my own measure." Nan Ming Jiu Shao stood up shaking and said.

"Yes, nine young masters." The two half-step great saints said respectfully.

"Jiu Shao, you will thank us in the future." Nan Ming smiled unbeatenly: "Follow the master, this is your good fortune."

"Haha, yes, this is your good fortune." Yin Bujian and Mutoten also smiled cheerfully.

"If this is the case, Ben Shao should be grateful to the three of you for taking in today." Nan Ming Jiu Shao said with a grim expression.

Immediately, the nine young masters of Nanming sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate.

In another void in the North Desert, an ancient picture floats like a leaf in the turbulence of the void.

There is a vast space inside this picture, and inside it is a golden boa constrictor coiled in the void. The scales of the dragon are like a golden dragon.

The figure of a white tiger is like a mountain, with a cigarette dangling from it, swallowing clouds and fog.

"Tiger King, your sister, do you dig or not to dig?" Golden Dragon's huge head stretched out, and it directly picked up a huge cigarette to light it, and then spit out a smoke ring.

"This king wants to dig too, but the few big birds don't leave. How do we dig? There is also a strange Taoist priest who doesn't see anything good." Tiger King said.

"Why, why don't we find the Taoist priest to cooperate? Doesn't this guy also want to cooperate? Then find a way to distract the group of big birds?" Golden Dragon smirked when he heard the words.

"That's what I said, to draw away these big birds and find the Taoist priest to cooperate. In fact, we can't fight the big birds together, and we can retreat." The Tiger King immediately agreed to Golden Dragon's proposal.

"Go, go out now, his sister's half-step quasi-god's tomb is too greedy." Huang Jinlong cursed, and then turned into a handsome boy with a fiery red inch.

Wearing sunglasses, a thick necklace hanging around his neck, it looks golden, with a cigarette in his mouth, a lively image of a market ruffian.

"Go." The Tiger King's body also changed constantly, turning into a flaming young man, wearing a fire-red windbreaker, dyed golden hair, wearing gold glasses, and he looked very Wensi.

The figures of the two guys appeared in the turbulence of the stars in the North Desert for a moment.

"Golden Dragon, since we are cooperating, we must first try the level of the Taoist priest." The golden dragon grinned and said, "Come on!"