Dragon-Marked War God
Chapter 3659: Deep Root Species
The angry colour of the face of the Nine Ghosts, generous and exhilarating, warlike, although knowing that he would die, he would not take half a step back, which is a faith, an obsession, a pride that permeates the bones.
The cold face is serious, but he can't help the first half of the way, because his strength is not enough to change the battle situation and reverse Qian Kun.
“Father, Father! ”
Cold and sad, he yelled and ran desperately forward, but at that moment, under the bondage of the Nine Ghosts, he could not rush forward at all, let his heart roar constantly, his eyes red, the fierce light fell on those three mountains, which none of them could cross now.
“Go to hell, it's your only ending, and your child, will follow you. ”
The Lamanites say faintly that no one can leave this place without dying, they have spent their entire lives, their time, their years, their lives, in order to completely eradicate the immortal Pluto, so that they will never be able to live forever, so that this people, will be completely in despair, otherwise, once the immortal Pluto is rekindled, it will be their greatest enemy.
“Kid, remember, I'm not wrong! To defend the glory of the Undying Pluto, the Father did not regret his death. From today onwards, the inheritance of the Immortal Pluto will be replaced by you! ”
Nine Ghosts sighed, "Between his hands, a black seed, was photographed by his palm, penetrated into the cold body, and the cold shook, his body, like a thousand demons covered, totally unable to float freely, the whole person bathed in a magical ocean.
“Father, don't! ”
The cold bite of his teeth said that his face was also full of struggle and a gloomy colour, reluctant to accept this magic, because he knew that it was the last little spirit of his father.
“Deep Root, it seems that you intend to leave hope with your son, except, unfortunately, that all of you will die, without dying, the Pluto, and it is time to end. ”
The words of the Gods of the Nine Spirits made him very angry, but now he had no choice but to plant his demons in the cold, so that he could become more powerful and fulfill his mission of guarding the Undying Pluto and guarding the obsession in his heart.
In a cold body, a black seed covered in magic, seeded in his fields, constantly rooted, constantly breeding, constantly changing the atmosphere in the body, the root species, is the inheritance of the immortal underworld, and is the most powerful way of the demons between the heavens and the earth.
“If you want me to die, you'll never get over it! ”
The Nine Ghosts smile indifferently, their eyes are so cold, the Nine Ghosts are one enemy, they are completely fearless of the people and Gaeling, the war of the three, vibrating the whole ancient city of the Underworld River, this sky is also becoming more and more bright, the light makes up, the momentum is ambitious.
But the strength of the Nine Ghosts, as compared to the Gaeling and the Humans, was some gap, and it also took the last hint of surprise in his body, the deep cold body, and the strength of the two was already far apart. Although the Nine Ghosts wanted to drag them together to death, they still failed to fulfill their mission.
Looking at the weakening of the phantom of the Nine Ghosts, the breath is getting worse and worse. The cold eyes are like electricity. Though they cannot move, the rage and fury in the eyes can be seen.
For Jiangdu, he saw the end of a generation of the Lord of the Underworld River, the Nine Heavenly Demons, and also witnessed the rise of a new generation of the strong. The cold has become stronger and stronger, the breath has become stronger and stronger, and the root species is deeper. One day, he will reach the realm of the truly strong, become the new generation of the Lord of the Underworld River, so that the immortal underworld can continue.
The fiction of the Nine Spiritual Gods gradually returned to nothingness, and the cold fists were also at that moment, loosened up, pale face, silent, dead staring at the Jiren Clan and Gaeling.
Jiangdust is also saddened by the cold. It is unacceptable for anyone to look at his father and become a nothingness, dissipating between heaven and earth. That sorrow can be seen.
All the time, he had no relatives, so he had nothing to fear, nothing to worry about, but just knew his father, inherited the inheritance of the immortal Pluto, the father had dissipated, and the immortal Pluto, he was the only one left, that kind of torture, obtained and lost heartache, so that Jiangdu could almost feel it.
At the same time, the eyes of the Qian and Gaeling fell even on the cold, because the Nine Spiritual Gods are dead, then his children, can never survive, even as long as an immortal Pluto beater lives, for them, is a great threat, strangling danger in the cradle, the Qian and Gaeling gave everything, all become seriously wounded and dying, the atmosphere is sinking, also faced with a downpouring crisis. They have also given their lives for their own cause, and they have no regrets of dying in the pursuit of balance and justice.
“Undying Pluto, no one can stay! ”
The eyes of the Mandarin's, staring dead at the cold, the killing machine fluctuated.
Gaeling is also the colour of the thickening of his face. He looks straight at the cold. He moves with the wind in his hand. He pushes the cold away. He strikes out with one hand and the wind thunders are pouring!
“Die, Undead Pluto, who should not have lived in this world. ”
Gaeling has risen into the sky and is slashing directly into the cold. At this moment of cold, he is enduring the pain of the Root and cannot fight it at all.
At this moment, however, Dragon 13 escaped, directly in front of the cold, as opposed to Gaeling's fourth eye, the colors of the gods were incredibly complex.
“If you want to kill him, kill me first! ”
Dragon 13 intertwined with Gaeling's eyes, Gaeling shocked and stared dead at Dragon 13. Before that, he had always fought with the Nine Spiritual Gods to concentrate on God. He had not noticed the existence of Dragon 13 at all, but at this moment, the emergence of Dragon 13 made him once again raise a wave in his heart.
“You... you are...”
Gaeling's face gradually grew harsher and took a deep breath.
“I am also a spiritual stone monkey. My name is Dragon 13. ”
Dragon 13 looked at Gaeling, his eyes were complicated, he did not know how to face this father, because he also felt Gaeling's psychological change, his eyes from initial complexity to ultimate pain and suffering.
“Kid... Kid! Is that really you? ”
Gaeling's gaze gradually softened. Between the heavens and the earth, there was only one Spiritual Monkey, and that was him, and if there was one, the child who was lost because of the battle of the ancient gods.