Chapter 405 The Emperor is not here, and the human race is full of people everywhere

Over Yongzhou mainland.

Three huge ideas collided.

"Mud snails, are you injured?"

"Mud snails, what are the discovery inside?"

"Hurry up, does the breath of the dragon scale decline?"

"snort!"

The cold voice sounded and said, "If you want treasure, but cherish himself, the emperor does not feel anything in it.

"It seems that the timing needs to be waiting."

"If the dragon scales left by the true spirit of the Creative Creation, if it can be successfully refined, it is the method that is most known to break the cricket and step into the realm of the creation."

"The real dragon has fallen, and the shelter of the real dragon has been lost. How long can this big world still be unknown. When it is not, we will have an exile outside and become a lonely soul ghost."

"well……"

Nympho

The vast starry air sounded with a sigh and regret.

In the end, everything was silent, as if nothing had happened.

"cut……"

After a long time, the void was lit down deep, and then a circle of lines appeared, forming a sharp snail shell.

The sound sounded from the snail shell, with a trace of disdain.

"I really think you are worried about the whole world."

Soon, the runes were lit up on the snail shell, and the void was slowly fused together, and it disappeared completely.

Nympho

Deep in the space of Shenxu.

The huge dragon scales of the mainland are bright in golden light and sacred endless.

The nine -headed emperor's demon poultry, the body also bloomed with various gods.

On the head of each demon and poultry, a hazy demon soul was derived on the head of the demon and poultry, and the sound of the crowded cry.

The vision is continuous, the roads are shocking.

In this huge space, the dust of bronze coffin is constantly echoed by energy.

"Well ..."

The sound of the little skeleton kept sounding above the Jiuzhong Cave, screaming with grinning.

After devouring a lot of spiritual objects, the grade of bronze coffins finally returned to the level of the king.

But at this moment, the coffin was covered with fine cracks again.

The cracking is not the case, but for the little skeleton, it is the power to bear the impact.

The superb the best Ling Petrochemical is Linghu, the little skeleton is soaked in it, while repaired itself, and the impact is against the impact.

Large slices of spiritual fluids are constantly consumed, and there are a lot of spiritual petrification into spiritual fluids.

In this state of grinning, it was trapped in contemplation and thought about a question of the most high rule.

While replenishing the spirit liquid with spiritual stone, consume the spirit fluid.

Ask, when can it fill itself.

"Master, you wake up quickly."

The little skeleton looked towards the green mountain cave in the Jiuzhong Cave, and then covered his two caves with his two white bone claws.

"Can't see."

"Can't see."

Nympho

Qingshan cave sky.

On the ground, a large pit of a ten -party square appeared.

In the big pit, the strong and pure demon blood, turning the waves.

A heavy blood color concluded into one side forbidden, just like a large blood cocoon, isolation of external perception.

There are all kinds of sounds that make people listen to dry mouth and spread out from the blood cocoon.

That's right, the three figures in the blood cocoon are fighting.

One of them is copper -colored, and the other two people have a large red halo on the crystal surface of the two people.

Under the influence of the flourishing dragon, the three figures seemed to be in a addiction.

(The process is not written, waste starting coins.)

Nympho

"This thing is 10,000 times better than Shenyou."

I don't know how long in the past, in the blood cocoon, Li Shenzhi stretched out his arm and spit out comfortably.

I just feel so comfortable.

The exquisite dragon power, like poison, still flows in the body.

"Nothing."

With a slightly grinning sound of his teeth, it sounded.

The two white figures still appear red flowing.

"The Dragon is indeed an existence that can breed the Spirit. The Dragon tribe in this world will not be left by the Zhenhua Zhenlong."

After a long time, Qingyue was wearing a gauze, leaning in a demon blood like a hot spring.

"This toxic is too strong."

At this moment, the three people glanced at each other.

It's not that I'm sorry.

I have lived so old, isn't it such a little bit like ham sausage and bread circles.

"When will we be poisoned by the dragon scale?"

The focus of the three of them was how could they lose their minds at once, and then they were rolled together.

Li Shenzhi also helplessly spread his hands. He sucked a lot of dragons before, and there was no difference.

But after seeing the dragon scale this time, the dragon power is like a flood -remedy embankment. How can I control it?

"Check and check, see if there are other problems."

Although I knew in my heart that even if the Creative Dragon scales got the back hands, they couldn't check it out in 1989, but Li Shenzhi still checked it.

"Don't want to move, you check it."

Tianyun's side, lazy on his face.

"If you say that if you have a cub, what's the name?"

Li Shenzhi, who was checking his body, was suddenly stunned by Qingyue's words.

"By the way, the last time the little bug gave you is still there, right?"

Tiandun, who squinted his eyes, also said with a word.

"Um?"

Li Shenzhi's consciousness fixed it.

Is this woman a devil?

After some inspection, as expected, nothing was checked.

Nympho

On the dust -like bronze coffin, Li Shenzhi's consciousness spread a little bit, perceiving the situation of the outside world.

The different ways have been calmed down, the large dust of dust has fallen, and the dragon scales are restarted.

The huge poultry of nine heads also returned to the state of silence again.

This made Li Shenzhi relieved.

Come, this time I came to find the real image, but I didn't expect to find a loneliness.

The majesty on the dragon scale is far from what he can participate in it now.
To be continued...