Lord of All Realms

“Whoops!”

That strand flew out of the old man's fingertips, hiding the light into Mo Qinglei's body, and suddenly flew out again.

If the electric light is conscious of life, as soon as it leaves Mo Qinglei, it flies back towards the old man.

Mo Qinglei woke up from the severe pain, and there was no more glitter in his eyes.

Nie Tian Jie Shen sensed, found that Mo Qinglei's Dantian Linghai did not have the power of lightning in millimeters.

The light stayed in him for only a few seconds, as if to absorb all the thunder power he had worked so hard to muster.

Mo Qinglei's face was stained with blood, his expression was horrible, and his eyes finally showed deep fear.

He looked away at the old man, seemed to think of something, his body trembling constantly.

The dramatic changes that took place here, in fact, soon ended. The brothers and sisters of Chai Long Song and Phoenix Dance, their attention was all in the source well where the pure silk of the soul erupted. There was no means to see the old man.

At that time, the two brothers and sisters looked at the well with excitement.

The Phoenix dance was about to gather the soul silk inside the source well and suddenly saw the people, the opposite race and the spiritual beast, gathering together from all sides.

She suddenly changed color.

There is still a distance between them. Ni Tian dared not hesitate and shouted: “Abandon that well! ”

The old man showed strength, shocked to hear, held the seal of Thunder King, and Mo Qinglei, many spiritual instruments, had no power to fight back in his hands.

And Mo Qinglei, who was even with him.

The old man, who can erupt the source well of refined soul silk, is bound to die, with the power of the Siblings of Chai Long song, trying to stop, it is like a mantis arm as a car, no doubt.

“Little sister! Drop the source well! ”

Chai Long Sing heard Ni Tian's roar, reacted violently and drank loudly.

Seeing so many powerful people gather, the Phoenix dance was also scared of the dare and hurriedly moved from the source well to the location of the Chai Long song.

The strange old man, with cold eyes, will take out the Thunder King's imprint taken from Mo Qinglei.

Intense lightning, brimming with many thunderous symbols, gushed out.

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

Before the old man, a few steps ahead, he rushed to the people who had created the source well to refine gas, and a demon, almost immediately submerged in lightning.

A fleshy body, such as a flesh-and-blood shell, falls heavily into the swamp.

The swamps of blisters, such as the murderer who opened his mouth, swallowed up those bodies and disappeared in seconds.

The old man was like a rainbow. He held the seal of the Thunder King with one hand. He was fierce, and then moved up. He steadily stopped above the well of the chemical source.

“Those who dare to approach ten meters will be killed without forgiveness! ”

Dropping this sentence, the old man dropped, the Thunder King seal, seemed to become his living object, floating quietly in the air.

“Chi chi! ”

dense and dense thunderstorms, void interwoven into a huge lightning skynet.

Inside the Thunder King's Seal, the Beast Soul of the Grade 8 Thunderbeast emits a roar, with a thunderball, mixed in the grid, deterring the eight sides.

A late Qi refiner, approaching, knocked his head in.

Three thunderballs suddenly flew into the old man's body after a glint of fierce light in his eyes.

A blast burst, the man's body split apart and a piece fell.

“I don't know what's alive or dead. ”

The old man laughed low, and countless thunder and lightning turned into thunder and python, swimming around.

There are also a few warriors who have been cultivated to excellence, a strong bloodline of people and heterosexuals, surrounded by lightning-condensed python snakes, all pyroidal black and sinking into the swamp.

The followers, who looked at many of their peers, and those who were mightier than them, died tragically, all hurrying to a halt on the cliff.

Around the old man, more than a dozen individuals and different races scattered, but no one dared to strike.

Also there, Xie Yunhai, not far from the elderly, has not yet created the source well, the water essence has been collected.

He watched a corpse sink into the swamp because of his distance from the old man. He abandoned the well decisively and fled directly.

Chai Long Sing stared at the mouth, and from time to time the golden light flashed over the wellhead, hesitating.

Xie Yunhai escaped, their brothers and sisters, not too far from the elderly.

Here, suddenly became the whole region, killing the bloodiest battlefield, he began to wonder whether to abandon the edge of the well, and Xie Yunhai generally retreated.

“Go!”

Nie Tian drank violently and rang again.

Chai Long's song seemed to drink so violently that he made up his mind. He pulled the phoenix and drank: “Let's go! ”

The brothers and sisters quickly moved away from the land of wrong.

Yin Yanan, Mu Bijung, was also condensing cold ice and grass essence.

When the clashes erupted between Nietian and Mo Qinglei, they frequently seemed to see the old man's momentum change sharply when the pure soul silk erupted from the source well.

“What an amazing old man, I didn't expect to play a pig to eat a tiger.” Yin Yanan muttered herself in a dark tone.

The Grade 8 ice-blood python in her body kept warning the old man not to provoke the old man when he killed him.

Grade 8 ice-blood python, with the strength of those who were stronger than the early days of the people's virtual domain, would be so frightened of the old man, which is deeply regrettable to Yin Yanan.

Mu Biqiong looked at the elderly and was worried, as if he instinctively smelled the crisis.

“I know your name is Nietian.” Mo Qinglei, who was dying, looked up at Nie Tian at the well where there were no more divine sources of creation, and whispered: “Nie Tian, take me away as soon as possible, I can tell you the old man's powerful secret. ”

Nie Tian was surprised, "Take you away? ”

“My Thunder King seal was captured by him, and I was able to refine my thunder power for many years, pulling it apart.” Mo Qinglei nodded softly, "you took me away, I saved you from a heist. ”

“You can't even leave?” Nie Tian looked weird.

“I'm badly injured.” Mo Qinglei is blushing, his heart is extremely stifled, "believe me, get out of here as far away as you can! When he pulls the pure soul silk from the well, he won't be able to walk! ”

“Do you know who he is?” Ni Tian was stunned.

Mo Qinglei focused, his eyes were full of fear, "I guess who he was. ”

“Who is he? ”

“You take me away, let me leave here alive, and I will naturally tell you! ”

“I'm not really interested in knowing who he is.” Ni Tian smiles softly, "but I will listen to you and get out of here before he absorbs the refined soul silk that made the well. As for you, I don't feel obligated to take it with me. I didn't take the opportunity to kill you. You should have burned Gao Xiang. ”

There was no hatred between him and Mo Qinglei, and the reason for the competition was simply because he was arrogant and arrogant.

Mo Qinglei, the Thunder King's imprint is lost at this moment, the Grade 6 Thunderbeast who brought him here is also dead, even his thunder and lightning force was stripped clean by the old man.

Mo Qinglei was struck directly from the proud son of the heavens, and anyone who was still around could easily kill him.

“I grew up and never begged anyone, this time I begged you to take me away!” Mo Qinglei looked scared and uneasy, "I have lost the thunder king's seal, without the power of thunder available, you can completely catch me and toss around. Just please, get me out of here, get me out of that guy! ”

Nie Tian was stunned: “Are you so afraid of him? ”

Mo Qinglei focused: “If he absorbs the pure soul silk from the well, he will extract my memories with a soul-giving technique. ”

“Why? ”

“If you take me away, I'll tell you everything! ”

Nie Tian snorted coldly and suddenly saw three acquaintances when he was about to speak.

Pugson the Skeleton, Gutus the Demon, Frost the Evil Pluto, even touched it.

The three men appeared, Yin Yanan and Mu Bijung, all of a sudden shaded and ready for battle.

The three different tribes who arrived suddenly also noticed Ni Tian et al., surprisingly, they did not rush to Ni Tian, Qi Qi headed towards the source well where the soul silk burst out.

Their goal is, of course, to create the source well.

“Interesting.” Ni Tian whispered strangely.

The three Fae, all bright stars within their respective clans, are heavy weapons within the Huai clan, and have a power far beyond the ranks of blood.

Since the three of them wanted to occupy the source well, there was bound to be a conflict with the old man. Ni Tian hehe smiled, ignoring Mo Qinglei's bitter plea, the old god was on the ground and continued to watch.

“Old man, move that well! ”

Gutus of the Demon Clan, grinning like a warcraft diving down.

“Get lost!”

The old man was cold, a lightning bolt, turned into a python, and tore into Gutus.

Frost of the Evil Pluto, still sitting on that huge skull, the skull came out with a wreck, and as soon as it arrived, it quietly gathered the wreckage of the dead.

“Boom boom boom boom! ”

A thunderball struck the skull, and the skull, if alive, made a terrible howl.

Huge skull, suddenly many more holes, soul smoke flowing out of it.

Frost was shocked and looked at the people scattered around him, who dared not come near him or another race. When he looked at the old man, he seemed to finally realize the special characteristics of the old man.

Pugson, the skeleton clan, also took out the intraclan treasure bone crusher, emerald green eyes, full of clotting.

With a knife in his hands, he chopped it off towards the old man, and a strong breath of death spread.

“Skeleton, Evil Pluto...”

The old man smiled coldly, and a ray of electricity flew across his fingertips, clanging metal, bursting out of Pugson's blooming death knife.

Pugson's two crystalline bone arms with a knife were all shaking violently, seemingly unable to withstand the shooting of the light.

Frost's eyes flashed with fear, hurriedly calling the skull, avoiding the old man.

Almost at the same time, Gutus of the Demonic Nation, screaming, was splashed with blood blown up by a bunch of thunderballs, seemingly badly traumatized in an instant and fled.

Three heterosexuals sparkled the stars, attacked together, but in a very short time, defeated and retreated.

No one dares to challenge the old man's viciousness and rob the well where he sits.

The old man hastily moved to the well head, his eyes sparkling with thunder, staring at the refined silk.

A ray of spiritual silk, like a grey black line, converged towards his eyes and was dragged into the sea of the soul.

“Go, take me away!” Mo Qinglei roared furiously and furiously.

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