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Chapter 842(3/3)

No. 8 slowly recovered under the nourishment of a large amount of life essence and soul power.

He and Hulha have now completely become Ren Kuang's guardians, and they will never leave each other.

On the contrary, Noriko Sakurai, the former little follower, after regaining control of her body, went deep into the folk to understand the suffering.

"Master, I have almost recovered. When will we attack Tiangong?"

Standing on the highest wall of Sanyang City, No. 8 looked up at the stars and the Heavenly Palace, his eyes flashing with indescribable excitement.

"I really want to cut him in half with one sword."

Ren Kuang was shocked.

No. 8 at this moment gave him an illusion.

If there weren't any problems with the faith channel, he would have almost thought that the Emperor of the Starry Sky had taken away the body.

The last time he forced his sword out, it seemed to have some impact on him.

Hurha said: "Master, this Heavenly Palace is not easy to attack."

"It's a formidable weapon in its own right."

"It should be made from a meteorite or asteroid."

Ren Kuang looked at Hulha in surprise.

I didn't expect that he even knew this.

This soul sent from an era eight thousand years ago seems not as simple as he said.

This kind of secret should only be known to people at the level of the Holy King.

With the existence of the sky, it is simply impossible for ordinary people to leave the planet and travel around the universe.

Ren Kuang looked at the Tiangong.

The distance is too far, and the celestial palace is countless times larger than the moon seen by people on earth.

You can even vaguely see the buildings and mountains above.

I don’t know why, this heavenly palace is locked on the human continent, and moves along a fixed trajectory, year after year, day after day.

In this world, there is no sun.

Not even virtual ones.

But the temperature was not as low as expected.

Probably between a few degrees to more than ten degrees.

It is true to say that it is like spring all year round.

Su Luo walked up and said, "It is actually true that the human race calls it the Ball of Life. The rich power of life is nourishing this continent all the time."

Hurha said: "Moreover, this kind of life force can still harm the Dark Clan. This is the real reason why they are unwilling to occupy the Humane Continent."

Su Luo frowned and said, "Are you mistaken? What's going on with the dense army of darkness below?"

The whole city became restless.

The dark aura of the Dark Clan is too flamboyant.

When they appear, no matter how much they are restrained, the surrounding space will be affected.

It only takes a few thousand people to create a terrifying effect that covers the sky.

At this moment, outside Sanyang City, black waves are billowing, and this is the case.

They covered the sky and seemed to have swallowed up the sky.

It is spreading towards this side at a terrifying speed.

Hurha exclaimed: "The entire Dark Tribe is dispatched, they are about to launch a general attack!"

Feeling the huge pressure, Huang, Song Ya, Chen Qing and others came to the city wall one after another.

Everyone looked at the billowing black fog hundreds of miles away, and their faces became extremely solemn.

Even if everyone has a soul matrix, they are not afraid of the dark poison.

But countless human beings will be in absolute danger.

"Ren Kuang, give the order to retreat, we ourselves will hold on to the city."

Su Luo took a deep breath and made a decision.

Ren Kuang shook his head: "It's too late, the darkness is spreading too fast, where can the human race retreat to?"

"Since the King of Ten Thousand Souls wants to die, I will help him."

An indescribable aura emerged from his body.

It seems to be integrated with heaven and earth.

Su Luo and others' expressions changed.
Chapter completed!
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