Master of Untold Daos

Ancestor Dragonfly was beheaded, but he didn't die. His head fell on Ancestor White Dragon's hand and said in his mouth: "White Dragon, I was wrong about you. ”

Old Dragon White grinned, “Brother Dragonfly, you said you'd lend it to me. I can only do this. Even if you win the Dragonfly rebellion, the Demon Lord's position belongs to your Dragonfly clan, not to my White Dragon clan. ”

“You are the Spirit of Man, and so am I. I have no reason to bend under you. ”

“In my hands, I have not contaminated the blood of the demons, nor the blood of Yan Nation, I can still live! ”

Old White Dragon waved his hand, one clap fell on the head of the old dragon bird, his eyes open, his eyes as if they were about to burst out, in his eyes, there was nothing left but unwillingness and intense hatred.

Neither Zhang Yangdao nor the demon knife Ji thought that the battle situation would be so suddenly so powerful. Both of them stopped. I don't know why Ancestor Bai Long would do it.

The two only saw Old White Dragon kneel in the direction of Chen Ming, holding the head of the old dragon bird with his hands up on the deck, then drank heavily: “Sin, White Dragon, has slaughtered the traitor dragon bird, please do not sleep light to punish! ”

shouted loudly and shouted the whole battlefield, everyone stopped fighting in their hands and looked at Old White Dragon.

White Dragon Old Ancestor, anti-gore.

This war is over.

Light insomnia won, no suspense, all suspense disappeared when the White Dragon Ancestors took the shot.

The spiritual spirit of the world can only kneel at this moment under the bright and sleepless feet and pray for the bright and sleepless forgiveness.

Under the dragon bird, all the Great Golden Immortals dropped their weapons in their hands, crawling on the ground and not daring to have any other thoughts.

The Nine Silkworm King knew that he had lost and lost completely. The only thing he could do now was surrender. He knew that his surrender was also death, but at least he could preserve his people.

Continue to piss off the statement that there will be nothing but extermination.

Nine Silkworm King dropped the weapon in his hand and knelt down toward Chen Ming. “Sinners are bewitched by the traitor king's dragon lark, the army is in turmoil, and the sin of death is all but death. Please judge without sleep! ”

White Dragon Old Dao knelt down too. Ancestors knelt down. What else could he do?

“Sinner White Springs, bewitched by the traitorous king Dragon Sparrow, the rising army, the sin of all death, please judge without sleep. ”

All the leaders of the dragonfly rebels knelt down, and all the rebels lost their weapons, kneeling down and not daring to resist.

Smoky smiled, everyone's eyes shifted to Chen, a difficult war that was reversed by a bright sleepless man.

The statement of this moment is remarkable to all.

Chen Ming put away the white bone dragon gun that was still dripping blood in his hand and put it behind his back. He walked to Old White Dragon Ancestor and looked around him. Then he said: "All the pieces are locked, seal the Taoist Palace and wait for the Empress to decide! ”

Beijunwu and Prince Night Panther looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

They won, Yan Wang, the Light Sleepless, even in the battlefield of the Emperor of Heaven, they are still invincible!

The two men quickly arranged for the army under their command to begin locking the rebel's walrus, sealing the Taoist Palace, the demon knife Ji's own hand, and locking the White Dragon Ancestor.

When all the rebels were locked down, Chen said, "Go back to the city! ”

Everyone was thrilled to jump to Ming, raise their hands and throw the statement to the sky, then catch it and continue to throw it to the sky.

“Light sleepless, invincible, Eight Desolate Six Together, Attack no Gram! ”

“Light sleepless, invincible, Eight Desolate Six Together, Attack no Gram! ”

“Light sleepless, invincible, Eight Desolate Six Together, Attack no Gram! ”

Many demon tribes shouted and celebrated their victory, and they won!

They won this war, and from now on, the demons belong to them!

Throw Chen Ming up several times, Chen Mingsheng feared the demon clan, couldn't catch himself without paying attention, let himself fall to a dog to eat shit, thankfully, this did not happen.

The demons finally let go of Chen Zheng, and Beijunwu waved his fists to heaven, and then drank: “Ten thousand victories! ”

Prince Night Panther also waved his fists to heaven, then drank: “Ten thousand victories! ”

Many demons roared at Wansheng, and followed Ming to the city gate. Before the city gate, Yansheng laughed and stood alone in the city gate. She walked out of the city door and bowed down to Ming to salute him. Then she said: “The Emperor is in danger, saving the demons at the time of destruction, now he has won home. Yansheng laughed, thank the Emperor! ”

Yansheng smiled and bent over, but did not stand up. Chen walked forward, reached up and lifted up Yansheng smile, and then took down the Imperial seal between his waist: “Now that the war is over, this Imperial seal, I also belong to the original owner. ”

Yansheng smiled and reached for the Imperial Seal, bending over again to salute him.

Many demons look at the Emperor's imprint in the hands of Tobacco Smiles. This is the treasure of this Reverse War, a White Bone Dragon City, at least like thousands of Great Golden Immortals!

Today's smoking smile is no longer just the demonic namesake empress, but the real empress, who holds a White Bone Dragon City in her hand and the Immortal Sword Formation.

Yansheng continued with a smile: "This great victory, the demon tribe celebrated as a tribe, and invited the Emperor to stay for the feast. ”

Chen Ming nodded slightly and said: “Well said. ”

Everyone enters the city, a joyous scene.

The next morning, in an ordinary pub above an ordinary star.

Some of the practitioners sat in the tavern, and the owner fell asleep on the counter.

This is a strange scene where Guests don't order drinks and the owner isn't in the mood to do business.

He walked in from the outside, a practitioner who had just left, and he looked at the others in the tavern, “What's going on? The boss is out of business, and you guests don't order drinks? ”

A practitioner frowned bitterly: “Hear that? Civil unrest broke out among the demons, and the traitor dragon bird took several times more troops to attack the demon empress. ”

"'I don't know who the demonic empress is,' said the new practitioner, 'but it should be beautiful, but you can't even drink because of a demonic woman? ”

Another mournful practitioner looked up: “This is not the point. The point is, the light that teaches me and other magic techniques is insomnia. The greatest light in the world, how can you see the evil traitorous king dragonfly oppressing the righteous empress. The light is insomnia. The Yan Emperor is the greatest light in the world. He went to traitor. ”

Only then did the new practitioner realize that Light Sleeplessness is the greatest good man in the world. He taught the world how to work and practice, but for the master of the world. Like them, he was just a normal human being, and now he is a practitioner.

How can they not feel the grace of light and sleepless confusion?