Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1139 News of Xie Nianqing

Ten thousand points, perhaps, Lu Ming can not get it in his lifetime, this is to shut Lu Ming in the Nine Nether Demon Domain for a lifetime.

What a ruthless method, a brilliant method.

Lu Ming body, filled with cold killing opportunities, let the dry old man shivered.

"Everything, wait until you find Xiaoqing!"

Lu Ming exhaled for a long time, and his body's murderous chance converged.

"Senior, do you know the whereabouts of the sixteenth princess Xie Nianqing?"

Finally, Lu Ming asked the question he wanted to ask most.

The Nine Spectre Demon Territory is too big. Finding it by one person is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. This old man has been here for many years and may know some news.

"Princess Sixteen? Are you referring to the princess with the alien blood of the royal family?"

Said the thin old man.

"Not bad!"

"I have some impressions about this. Princess 16 was exiled to the Nine Nether Demon Realm three years ago. When she first came in, her cultivation performance was still weak. She stayed outside the Nine Nether Demon Realm for a while, and later stayed in this city. After a full year, I am quite familiar with her!"

"Hey, it's a pity that a celestial girl who is rare in the world, but the royal family treated her like that. What's the matter with you looking for her?"

The slender old man said, sighed back, and seemed to be sorry for Xie Nianqing.

Hearing this, Lu Ming's eyes lit up and said, "I am her friend, senior, do you know where she is now?"

"do not know!"

The thin old man shook his head and said: "The royal family's request to the sixteen princess is like you, and it is also 10,000 points, so after the sixteen princess was later upgraded to improve, he left here and went deep into the Nine Nether Demon Realm!"

Click!

The old man's words made Lu Ming's fists clenched, and the murder in his heart could no longer be restrained from blooming.

Lu Ming's heart is uncomfortable!

To the royal family, to Xie Zhen, to Xie Qitian's killing opportunities, there is no richness.

They want to keep Xie Nianqing in the Nine Nether Demon Domain for a lifetime.

Especially more than three years ago, at that time, Xie Nianqing was nothing more than a Linghai Realm. They imprisoned Xie Nianqing in the Nine Serpent Demon Territory. One can imagine how much hardship Xie Nianqing has suffered and how many dangers she has encountered in the past few years.

Thinking of these, Lu Ming's heart was cramping.

But now, Xie Nianqing has already penetrated into the depths of the Nine Nether Demon Domain, where is it?

Lu Ming's thoughts were floating, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Senior, these original stones, you take it!"

Lu Ming gave the dry and thin old man a storage ring with about tens of thousands of rough stones in it, and then Lu Ming rose into the sky and left the city towards the depths of the Nine Ghost Demon Realm.

Nine Spectral Demon Territory, there are also days and nights.

During the day, it is a dark day, suspended in the air, and at night, it is a blood moon.

And when the blood moon is empty, the magic energy between the heavens and the earth is extremely extreme, and at this time, the magic brake clan, Warcraft, etc., the strength will be stronger, and the human race will be suppressed.

The blood moon is empty, and the magic energy is vast, but for Lu Ming, there is no effect. The blood of the Kowloon erupts, the rolling magic energy is swallowed, and it must be refined into true yuan.

Lu Ming flew at full speed and penetrated into the Nine Ghost Demon Territory.

The human warrior of the Nine Nether Demon Realm will never be that little. In the depths of the Nine Nether Demon Realm, there must be a place where human clan gathers. Lu Ming intends to find a place where the human clan gathers, and inquire about it again.

call out!call out!...

A sharp sound of breaking the sky sounded, and several black figures roared and screamed towards the landing.

The three Mocha tribes, one by one, were stubborn, holding bone spurs and assassinating to the landing. The speed was terrifying and the breath was very strong.

This is the Mocha tribe with three spirits.

The blood moon is empty, walking on the earth in the Nine Ghost Demon Territories is extremely dangerous, because many Mocha tribes will be dispatched, and the demons will dance in groups.

Roar!

Jiulong Jiulong, the devouring power enveloped the three Mocha tribes, and the three Mosha tribes couldn't move at all, and their eyes showed fear.

Subsequently, the energy, essence and blood of the three Mocha tribes were swallowed by Kowloon and turned into three corpses.

Jiulong was promoted to god level eight, and the power of swallowing was undoubtedly stronger.

Killing the three demon gods of the Mocha clan, the jade card, finally changed, showing a number: three!

Lu Ming sneered, killing a spiritual deity heavy Mocha tribe, and really only got one point.

Relative to the horrible figure of 10,000 points, what use is this?

As soon as the figure moved, Lu Ming continued to go deep into the Nine Nether Demon Domain. After a while, Kung Fu's energy and blood of the three spirit gods were all refined by Lu Ming.

Taking Lu Ming's current practice as a spiritual energy, the spirit and blood of the spirit are of no use to Lu Ming.

In this way, Lu Ming went on for three consecutive days.

Along the way, he encountered more than a dozen attacks, including the Mocha tribe and the Warcraft here, but not many in the spirit gods. Most of the attacks encountered were in the spirit realm.

In three days, Lu Ming crossed thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Dead! Human race!"

"kill him!"

In front, a sharp voice sounded, and Lu Ming heard it, knowing that it was the voice of the Mocha tribe.

Then, there were roars in front of him, apparently a fierce battle.

Lu Ming did not hesitate and flew towards the source of the sound.

It's been three days, and finally I will meet the human race again.

In a mountain, seven or eight Mocha tribes are besieging a year old man.

Nian Han Xiu was very advanced, with four levels of spirits and gods, fighting against seven or eight demons.

However, among the seven or eight Demon Clans, all of them are strong, the worst of which are the double spirit gods, the others have triple spirit gods, and there is also a quad spirit god.

Many Mocha tribes joined forces, and the big man fell into the disadvantage, so he could only resist, and had no strength to fight back.

"Break me!"

The Dahan struggled to fight back, hacking an axe of a demon with double spirits, but the back was also scratched by the bone spurs of the demon with four spirits, blood flowing.

He rose with all his strength, rushed out of the encirclement, flew forward, and behind, the other Mocha clan chased him madly.

The direction in which the young Han fled was precisely Lu Ming's direction.

The young man flew a distance and saw Lu Ming's figure.

"Little brother, go away!"

The young man shouted.

But Lu Ming stood in the air, motionless.

"Little brother, go away, there are masters of the Mocha clan behind!"

Seeing Lu Ming still, the young man shouted again, anxiously.

There was a smile on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth. This year's big man still had a good heart. He reminded him to let him go. If the average person directly used Lu Ming to block the knife, he bought time for himself.

"Just a few Mocha tribes, why not run away!"

Lu Ming smiled, the blood of Jiulong emerged, and the power of engulfment burst out, covering all the Mocha clan, and then the horrified eyes of the young Han, except for the spirit god quadruple Mozha clan, the body of the other Mozha clan quickly dwindled, and finally Lost of life, turned into a mummy.

call out!

Lu Ming flicked a finger, and a lance flew out, killing the four demon demons of the spirit god, and his blood energy was also swallowed by Kowloon.

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