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Chapter 1507 Why turned against each other?

This is a bloody battle.

The world's general trend is that long-term separation will lead to separation. The lifespan of the Qingniu little emperor is in the same world as the seven universes. He knows this well.

When he learned that the remnant of the Emperor's Blood had really arrived at his God of War Star Realm, he knew that there would be a battle soon.

And he wants to be the leader of this battle and the absolute winner.

On the second day, the Ninth Heaven sent a strong man.

The remaining three first-level holy lords led all to wait.

"Here you come," Guanglingjun looked at it.

I only saw a figure walking towards me in the depths of the sky.

This man had long black hair flying like a waterfall, and he came into the air with a black spear in his hand.

He was dressed in black armor and was majestic, giving people a sense of oppression that was majestic and domineering.

This person is one of the strong men around the Jiuhetian, the Qingniu Little Emperor, known as "Heiming!"

Hei Ming has a scar on his face. If a qualified person recognizes what that scar represents.

"Hei Ming?" The enchanting woman had some differences, "Why was it him?"

Hei Ming is said to have been a member of the ancient remnants. Later, after the defeat of the war, he became one of the prisoners.

I don’t know how long he was suppressed, but he became a slave to the little emperor of Qingniu.

But even so, his status in the minds of many people is far inferior to that of the original member of the Qingniu Xiaodi Wang's original class.

Because of the slave scar on his face, he will be a slave for the rest of his life...

But now the little emperor of Qingniu sent him here, what is the point?

"Maybe... the little emperor of Qingniu wants to test him," Guanglingjun learned about the little emperor of Qingniu.

I also miss his style.

"Lord Heiming!"

Thousands of holy lords from the three major regions.

Heiming didn't reply, he was like a body that had lost his soul, with no expression on his face.

Looking at this vast land, he said, "You do it your way. If the remnants of the Emperor's Blood really appear, I will suppress it."

The words fell and the black melody left the air, leaving the three major regions with holy lords looking at each other.

Hei Ming appeared in the abandoned ruins, which was once the place where the remnants of the three emperors kneeled down to apologize.

Heiming sat here, watching everything calmly.

The morning light penetrated the thick clouds, like sharp swords, slashing into the charred earth in obliquely.

Hei Ming didn't know where he took out the inferior wine, and drank it one by one.

He noticed three tombstones not far away, and there was a "Tomb of the Emperor's Blood Heroes" engraved with someone's fingers."

Heiming sneered unconsciously when he saw it.

He got up and came to the tombstone, and the spear quickly passed through the air, leaving black scratches in the space.

The three tombstones were cut off together.

"Where are heroic spirits from the defeated? They are just a group of self-righteous and whimsical men."

Hei Mingyang Yangtian drank with a deep mouthful of wine, his expression was silent, "Your Emperor's Blood Remnants are glorious, but we are the little people who are left as prisoners, and we will never escape the quagmire and swamp for life, and live a life without dignity like beasts."

"Imperial Blood, Emperor Blood, where are you?"

Hei Ming hated, he hated these war leaders and the Emperor's Blood.

With a big shot, how many people will pay a heavy price for this.

Some people's families are broken from now on, and some people are destined to be separated from important life and death.

And he... Hei Ming, no longer has family.

He stayed away from his former hometown and followed the Emperor's blood to the battlefield of the ancient river. That battle allowed him to see through everything.

In the end, it was just a group of idiots who liked to daydream, and they were blamed on their own.

......

The first level of the Hei Ming lower realm already shows that the little emperor of Qingniu is going to be serious.

Guanglingjun and others must take it seriously.

The five major families and the three major regions of the Holy Lords urged the entire tribe to start a carpet-style search for the vast land of the first heaven.

On the evening of the third day, news came.

A scout warrior who was out ran back excitedly and pointed at Qianzhong Mountain ahead, "Emperor Guanglingjun, there are...the clues, there are...there are...there..."

Guanglingjun looked at it, his eyes froze, "Let's go."

After a while, thousands of troops left and went straight to the place where they pointed.

At this time, Luo Feng and others were located on the top of the mountain.

It is not easy for Xing Tong to break through the shackles in a short while and reach the cosmic rank master.

He needs more time.

But time won't wait for anyone.

Luo Feng was the first to notice that the three major regions had already come to kill.

Seeing this, the bearded man laughed and said, "It seems that your plan cannot keep up with the changes, and others have taken the lead in doing it."

Luo Feng was a little surprised. Logically speaking, since the other party knew that there was a sixth-level spiritual master, how could he dare to act foolishly?

"This can only show one situation. When a master comes, the master gives them confidence, and the master also gives them the courage and the courage to die."

Luo Feng's face darkened, and the sky collapsed in an instant, and countless afterimages stood out deep in the clouds.

The evening glow pours over and surging in this mountain, river and earth.

It was originally a land of green mountains, but it turned into blood, and it looked like blood.

Luo Feng slowly stood up, star insect armor covering his whole body, and his hands stood up to look at the sky that looked like a god overlooking.

The Holy Lords of the Three Major Regions noticed their majestic figure wearing platinum armor at a glance.

"Is he the remnant of the Emperor's Blood?" The enchanting woman was a little scared and did not dare to come forward rashly.

This person's strength is said to crush the two major candidates of the Seven Kings Martial Arts, which shows how terrifying it is.

It seemed that he had noticed that the five major clans were shocked by the other party. Guangling Jun frowned, stepped forward, and bowed, "Who is the one who dares to be yours?"

"Hmph," Luo Feng said lightly, "Isn't it the person you want to find?"

As soon as these words came out, the sky was in an uproar.

Guanglingjun was stunned.

Luo Feng directly and boldly admitted, "The remnants of the Emperor's Blood, I am the one who beat your future candidate, the Seven Kings, to the ground and look for teeth."

How arrogant, but no one dares to take action.

The Emperor's Blood hasn't seen for a long time, but! The achievements of Emperor's Blood in the past made them afraid.

No one is afraid of death, but even if he wants to die, he will die worthwhile, rather than sacrifice in vain.

Just as the three major regions were hesitating, Hei Ming, wearing black armor in the distance, appeared in his hand holding a black spear.

Heiming came in the air, and he stood alone in his own world, his eyes as calm as a lake, and he could not make any ripples.

The spear pointed at Luo Feng, and only then did Hei Ming speak.

"Are you really a remnant of the Emperor's Blood?"

"You are the one sent by the little emperor of Qingniu to deal with me?" Luo Fengxu narrowed his eyes and looked at him. He felt that this person was not simple.

Judging from the breath, it is clearly the cosmic rank master of the ancient times.

Hei Ming was indifferent, "If he didn't need his command, I would come down to the first level of heaven."

"Why?"

"Because...this is what your Emperor Blood owes me."

"This guy is..." The bearded man recognized the slave mark on Hei Ming's face and said to Luo Feng, "Boy, this guy used to be a member of the Emperor's Blood Camp."

When Luo Feng heard this, he was stunned and couldn't believe it.

But Hei Ming sneered and reached out to touch the scar on his face.

"Since it was once Emperor Blood, why did you turn against me?" Luo Feng asked.
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