Monarch of Evernight

Wei Baotian first called out: “Wu Zhengnan, you have fallen forever! ”

This is one of the hallmarks of the gradual democratization of the human body. Whether Wu Zhengnan has long been controlled by the dark forces only to deceive the world by means of means, or this time he has been dominated by the dark forces because of the use of secret repression due to serious injuries, it means only one thing. He has completely fallen to the side of eternity.

Wu Zhengnan suddenly resented, angry: “If I hadn't been young and trained to destroy my body's fundamentals, would I have had to seek a way to save my life from the dark side? You are from a family of valves, you have secret warfare skills since childhood, how do you know that I was in the mood for saving my life when I waited for a high skill! ”

He paused, pointing a grin at the night, and said, "Is he practicing a soldier's slaughter, or is he a 5th class king? Do you think that's a good thing? The faster the process, the shorter the life! Less than three years later, he would feel the pain of recurring dark wounds, falling before he reached the age of thirty. ”

Wei broke Tianbao coloring, opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Thousand Nights Slowly: “In the Imperial Army, can you apply for kung fu from the military ministry without accumulating kung fu? ”

Wu Zhengnan looked at the thousand nights and his anger calmed down a little. He laughed: "You should also be from the military, you must know that this special resource needs to be queued up. They said I didn't have enough rank or merit at the time, but if I were of Serbian origin, I would barely meet the standards. Thousands of nights, you can't get out much better than me. Either be the dog of the world to change the trick of middle class or sell 10 years of life to see if you can save enough kung fu before you die. ”

Thousands of nights implicitly, he can imagine the despair of Wu Zhengnan when he was rejected that day. Imperial society is highly hierarchical and almost any allocation of resources is linked to origin. In the Imperial Army, however, it is fairly fair. Whether you promote or claim arms, it depends only on strength and combat merit, but the practice of soldier slaughter is different.

That is not only a copy of the trick, but also, most importantly, a complete set of accompanying medicines to repair bodily injury, not only expensive, but also very rare raw materials, with very limited quantities placed on the military exchange list each year. As a result, the threshold for the allocation of such special resources was inevitably marked by the addition of origins, which made the practice known as cannonball dust.

Wu Zhengnan smiled low and said: “How can I serve such an empire? ”

Thousands of nights shook their heads, and the voice, though light, said very firmly: "But nothing should be a reason for you to fall into eternity and victimize your fellow countrymen. ”

Wu Zhengnan smiled, “What a stubborn little guy, then try the taste of my dark force, it can dissolve your whole flesh until you become a dead bone! That doesn't taste worse than a covert attack from a military slaughter. ”

Wu Zhengnan punched out, a black and red fog burst into the night, flooding him in, there was no room for evasion at all.

“Night!” Wei Baotian, not knowing where the power came from, suddenly stood up, and there was another layer of earthy yellow light on his body. It's just that the lights of the thousand mountains are so dim that even if they are not attacked, they won't last long.

Wu Zhengnan's eyes shrugged, coldly grunting: “No self-control! ”

He waved his hand and a fog burst into the sky. The foggy scarlet fire sticks tightly to the light of the Thousand Mountains, producing a fierce erosion of nourishment.

Between the eyes, the micro rays of the thousand mountains were devoured, and the remaining one or two landed on Wei Laocheng's body. At the inclination time, his armor with extremely high defense eroded a large hole, and then adhered to the skin flesh. Despite Wei's constant resistance, the epidermis still darkened rapidly.

Wei broke the sky and was hard-hearted. He didn't even hum. He stood still and even began to shine a little starlight on his clenched fist.

Wu Zhengnan hummed, his face appeared angry, and he punched Wei Daotian in the air again. Drinking: “If you want to die so badly, it will be you! ”

Wu Zhengnan's fist burst out, the black and red force pulled out half the length like a flame, out of the fist, and hit Wei Datian with his head down. Wei Baotian shouted and waved his boxing without fear, but seeing as how he could barely stand, how could he stop it?

The sky suddenly lit a fine green light, a green leaf disappeared from Song Zining's fingertips, suddenly appeared in the void, cut the black red force flame in half, and the rest unbroken past Wu Zhengnan.

Wu Zhengnan shouted and took two steps back, incredibly looking at his body. In his chest and abdomen, a fine line of blood appeared, which opened and became a scary wound. It's a wound that almost ripped him open!

Song Zining vomited a breath of blood, and a jade green leaf pendant hung on his chest quickly lost its shine and became gray and rough. This time he could not stand up against the wall and fell to the ground.

Wu Zhengnan looked at his wound for a while and looked at Song Zining. "You actually have so many protective measures, even if you encounter them in the future, I don't really have to be able to keep you. Why are you still dying here? ”

Song Zining smiled lightly and said, “You won't understand. ”

Wu Zhengnan sighed: “No problem, after I kill you, I don't need to understand. ”

At this point, a thousand nights after being attacked by a black and red fog fire, suddenly moaning and struggling to get up. Sticky fog still sticks to him, originally in a state of imminent extinction. At this time, I don't know what irritation I was experiencing, but suddenly it burns again, and a large amount of flesh begins to burn.

However, the situation at night was also extremely unusual, and as he stood up, fresh red blood, like water, continued to gush out of the wound, the vibrancy of that intense life was astonishing.

If you look closely, the blood flowing from the wounds of the thousand nights is like a living thing, not dripping down to the ground, but climbing and flowing on its own. As soon as you encounter a little fog, it spreads over. You can see the fog quickly disappearing in the white smoke. A bush of granulation is growing at the visible speed of the eyes, closing the wound in between eyes, leaving a light scar. In the depths of those visible white bone wounds, golden and purple thin lines flash through the bloodshed from time to time.

Somehow, seeing the current thousand nights, Wu Zhengnan's mind suddenly burst into extreme anxiety and fear, as if he had met a natural enemy. His face was heavy and he took a deep breath, his abdominal wound closed with only a long uneven mark, and he slowly lifted his right palm, with a black red atomic fog on it again.

Thousands of nights held the peanuts flat, the pattern of the gun's body lit up, and his arms glowed with colorful force, with the golden light dotted with a load of floating.

Just now, in order to resist the fog fire in Wu Zhengnan, the boiling blood in the body swept away for thousands of nights. The dark red blood and purple blood gas were all depressed and could not move in the heart. The only thing that could barely be used was gold blood. At this juncture of life and death, the golden blood once again resonated with the few dawn forces left in the thousand nights, rushing into the twins.

The thousand nights suddenly sighed heavily, “Wu Zhengnan, at such a great price, did you only exchange this lowest degree of blood? ”

Wu Zhengnan suddenly did not understand why Qianni said that. But the dangerous feeling of mind haunting was magnified hundreds of times, instinct made him choose to do it immediately, so Wu Zhengnan shouted and punched out!

Thousand nights his fingers pulled the trigger steadily, and then he heard two crisp sounds in his ears, as if something had broken.

Two-tone flowers swaying in the void and blooming like always, while a new array of forces emerged on the gun, a mist like a light veil interwoven with countless pale golden micro rays, shining a sunny coat on the phantom flower.

In the muzzle of a peanut, a bullet condensed by force is also pale gold, as if it were a dazzling ray of sunshine in the corner through a window. However, when Wu Zhengnan hit them with the black and red fog fire, it suddenly melted away like spring water broke ice.

After the light golden force burst open the fog without any weakening and stagnation, it instantly bombarded Wu Zhengnan!

Jinmang quickly swelled up and wrapped Wu Zhengnan's body inside. He suddenly made an unspeakable cry of awesomeness, as if he was experiencing the deepest pain in the world. The steel-like body was constantly struggling and twisting, but the solid flesh was like a wax on fire, quickly melting, chunks dropping, and bones were also eliminated.

Between eyes, Wu Zhengnan collapsed and collapsed into something he didn't know how to describe.

“Is it over?” This is the last sober consciousness of a thousand nights, and then you don't know anything.

In a moment, the gardens of ruins suddenly quieted down.

Wei Baotian was well deserved for his thick skin and rough flesh. For a moment, he stood up for the first time and struggled to walk towards the beach that Wu Zhengnan had become. Looks like molten wax with some well-defined visceral wreckage. Seeing this strange scene, even if he always acted boldly, he couldn't help but feel a little creepy at this moment.

When Wei Pontian stared at the wreckage of Wu Zhengnan, he suddenly flew over a flame and landed on the pile of things. When it touches Mars, the wreckage burns violently and the flame sprays more than 10 meters high!

Wei was suddenly unable to prevent his eyebrows from being lit. He took two steps back, looked back, Song Zining didn't know when to stand up, held the crystal spear gun in his hand, and lit a little Mars floating in the air.

Song Valve's secret warfare technique, the beacon fired the payroll gun, it was a nuclear flame, there was virtually no possibility of extinguishing it. And the wreckage seemed to burn extraordinarily easily, shrinking into a pile of black slag in the blink of an eye.

Wei Feng Tian was frightened and suddenly a little angry. "What do you want? It's proof that Wu Zhengnantong rebelled! ”

Song Zining vomited another bite of blood, but his face was a little better. He ignored Wei Daotian, walked to the side of the thousand nights, kneeling on one knee, his hands flashed blue, the fog of the force condensed like rain, constantly brushing the scarred body of the thousand nights.

Thousand Night Meters also have some fine blood flow climbing and extending aimlessly, as soon as it touches Song Zining's atomic fog, it immediately shrinks back into the body like life, and the wounds of the remaining deeply visible bones also creep, consciously beginning to heal.

Wei Futian's face suddenly changed. He quietly stood there and watched. Song Zining didn't lift his head until he washed away all the blood on his body for a thousand nights. "Now you can call for help, by the way, let my guard know. ”