Monarch of Evernight

Nangong's foresight is frosty and full of spiritual breath. The 10th level warrior of the Nangong family, under his air oppression, should not have been able to support him, kneeling down.

Although the young man across the street concentrated his power into a thick and unusual man, but the division has not yet gathered into a swirl, and he has not yet entered the war and will not be able to stand down. This makes the prestigious Nangong Vision, which has been broadcast for decades, look no further?

This child must not be left behind! Nangong's vision flashed through the resolute killing machine, extinguishing the thought of catching people alive. He no longer hesitated, holding his fist in his right hand and striking a thousand nights away.

In the moment of punching, the wind slightly changed in the vicinity. At this moment, all the forces of heaven and earth poured towards the South Palace and looked at the punch, where they gathered into a blue light group the size of a human head and bombarded the thousand nights!

Though hundreds of meters apart, when the blue light group formed, the thousand nights saw that the light group was actually composed of countless green lights. These lights, though they are the manifestations of the Force, have solidified as if they were entities, and the power must be astonishing.

The green light group is as fast as electricity, instantly in front of a thousand nights. Then the thousand nights did not evade or retreat as everyone expected, but stepped down and suddenly burst into a rich bloody glow all over his body. One boxing to the green light group, it was to fight the Nangong Palace to look forward to this blow!

A gleaming, blind glow flashed abruptly at the launch and landing fields, and even Nangong couldn't help but squint his eyes and blind the scene behind the light for a moment.

Strong light turns blue from white, instantly emitting countless blue lights, fan-shaped sweeping in all directions, covering the small half of the landing field.

These blue lights are as thin as hair, but they have terrible cutting power, and no matter the body, armor, or even the sword of the Force, they pass unhindered. It is the thick outer armor of the military floating warship, also covered with vertical and horizontal staggered cuts, deeply missing.

Hundreds of South Palace elite private forces stood still and froze with final horror on their faces. They moved slightly, instantly like a sandy castle, crumbling into dozens of dollars, even with a war knife rifle.

On a large takeoff and landing field, a fan-shaped blue death zone appeared.

Yet at the apex of the fan, one more stands!

Nangong looked forward to a sharp contraction of his pupils, and his right hand shaking a little. He could hardly believe his eyes, spraying a long green light in his eyes and gazing away.

The night was still standing straight, his face, fists and body could see the crossed lines, which were traces of blue light cut. However, his eyes still shined and the blue was like the ocean and he could not see the bottom.

The thousand nights finally moved, slowly closing the fist. As he moved, his tactical coat collapsed, turning into dozens of pieces long ago under blue light.

Nangong's foresight darkened his breath and his eyes eased a lot. Whoever he is, he can't resist his stunt: the Blue Dome Rift. Even if the current Nangong Vision can only use Grade 12 Force, it is not something that a younger generation of war generals like Nangong Tsunami Moon can resist.

However, Nangong's foresight immediately fluctuated in the corner of his eyes, and he was stunned to see that the right fist of the thousand nights had retracted to his side and had not broken into several pieces halfway.

The whole person seemed unimpeded at night, and even showed a ridiculous sneer, and the blood lines all over his body only seeped a little blood bead at the beginning, and then no more bleeding, and even began to fade away.

Not only Nangong Long View, but all the surviving Nangong world leaders can't believe their eyes at this moment, Nangong Long View that amazing blow, is it really taken by all?

The moment suddenly sounded like thunder, a pillar of fire swept straight into the sky, and a military patrol boat behind him was hit by a blue dome, and the damage eventually spread to the energy warehouse, and then exploded.

In the flames and blazing winds, the night flies and the eyes are as icy as ice, just raising your hands and looking away at the South Palace.

Faced with such provocation, Nangong looked forward to furious, thunderous, and drank: “The younger generation is insane! I will surely bomb you here today to let you know what Tianwei is!” Go ahead, he raises his hand and his breath improves immediately.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are suddenly silent, losing all their voices, and even the flames that beat seem to solidify. An unspeakable feeling hits everyone's mind quietly, going up to the South Palace, looking forward to the thousand nights, down to a common technician, all feeling that some kind of unspeakable presence opens its eyes and looks at them.

Unlike each other, all look up at the sky at the same time.

In the lead grey iron curtain, sometime a huge swirl emerged, covering hundreds of miles. In the middle of the whirlpool, an amber eye slowly widened and watched the creatures beneath like termites.

These eyes are all amber, no pupils, no whites, but the cold, ignorant of life is well known.

Nangong's foresight changed dramatically, and a strange cry suddenly disappeared. And where he was standing, there were more than a dozen Nangong's private forces. They were still confused, looking at each other, looking around, wondering why they had suddenly changed places.

Still in the face, the eyes in the sky have looked here. These private bodies suddenly burst into bloody mist, floating and blinking into nothingness. More than a dozen elite fighters, as if they had never appeared.

With the sight of the scene at night, his eyes narrowed, that is, surprised by the power of the heavens and the earth, and also by the uncertainty of Nangong's vision, he was able to move more than a dozen private fighters to his position at the moment of life and death. If it weren't for the Iron Curtain, I wouldn't be able to face this long-established old monster.

Nangong looked forward to standing on the edge of the site at this moment amidst a large army of stuck woody chickens, pale, trembling hands, full of fear in his eyes.

He is a noble and talented man. He has always been high in the sailing wind. At this time, in front of the Heavenly Ghost, he really understood what it means to be an ant. At this moment, he was completely discouraged from any idea of rebellion, but only desperately converged, hoping to be treated as one of the most common private fighters.

The eyes in the sky spun slowly for a few moments, seemed a little hesitant and eventually slowly dissipated. When the heavenly ghost consciousness left, it was like the sea receded, the roar sounded, and all the way away.

Thousands of nights also look up to the sky, with complex faces.

This is ungodly!

Heavenly Ghost has gone, Nangong's vision restored the high state of God, humming, the robe sleeve flashed, the invisible force suddenly pushed the surrounding warriors to the west, clearing up a lot of empty space.

Nangong looked out of the shadows and at the first sight saw a thousand nights with a cynical gaze, suddenly shy and angry, an old face hot and painful.

“Junior, how dare you tease my husband!” Nangong's vision to bite his teeth must fly, his right hand raised high, the wind around him burst into clouds and thunder rolled. Just look at the power, and you'll see that this move is even more horrible than the bluedome fissure just now.

However, Nangong's foresighted hand was halfway up, but it was too late to fall. Thousands of nights grinned to show the lead gray iron curtain sky over his head, while Nangong's foresight felt the smell of his chestnuts starting to fluctuate, how dare you move slightly? His accumulation split, I'm afraid it's no longer the Heavenly Ghost, but the real Heavenly Ghost incarnation.

Nangong looked at his face in white, and eventually his right hand fell again without any force. Instead, he yelled: “Little ones, take him down and break the corpse! ”

The surrounding warriors face each other, and it took half a day to figure out that they were called to go to war. There was some suspicion, but the discipline of the clan's private army was equally harsh, so what would make them retreat from the war? Several high-ranking officers shouted and took the lead in moving forward, and all the large troops began to move their feet, killing louder and louder.

Thousands of Nangong warriors poured like tide into the night, all kinds of bullets, artillery shells, and force rounds blended into flames and poured over.

A thousand nights laughed coldly and turned to run off the takeoff and landing field, behind which a piece of Nangong private army was struggling to chase.

The night sky sounded the engine, rapidly coming from far and close, a floating boat drilled out of the clouds and sped through the sky.

He jumped up at night and grabbed the rope. The Black Moon immediately pulled the rudder, and the floating boat accelerated its ascent, rising and disappearing into the dark. There is only one private soldier of the Nangong family left on the earth, staring at each other.

At this moment, several minds penetrated the heavy mountain water barrier, all fell on the iron curtain of the Nangong Long View, it took a while to gradually disperse.

At the Expeditionary Force headquarters, two men with large sleeves were matching each other. It was the Imperial Empire who sent them here to defend the military merit list of the Principal and the Lord of the Guardians. Two big men at the top of the table have been playing against each other for a long time, and there are still only dozens of children on the board.

The Patron is white, but he hasn't left. He glanced out the window and said: "The Heavenly Ghost is angry again, but it's kind of weird. Looking at the location should be in the Nangong house, but there are already several bloody examples before. Why can't Nangong Yangtze still calm down and attract the attention of the Heavenly Ghost? ”

At this moment, the papal prince dominated the scene, his chest looked like bamboo. “I'm afraid someone will have to force Nangong to look forward to it. ”

The Patriarch smiled uncertainly, "Although Nangong's character is not very good, there is a bit of real kung fu under his hands. It's you. I want to take care of him, too. There are not many people who can bring him to the attention of the Heavenly Ghost. ”

The principality nodded, "Exactly. In his rank, under the Iron Curtain, he can only use the power of Class XII, but after all, the sight and realm are there, and ordinary Classes XIII and IV battles will never be his opponents. That guy, that's kind of funny. ”

The Patriot suddenly said: "Did you hear about what happened at the Great Dynasty? ”

The principality obviously knew what he was referring to when he was a little brainless: “The man was so much impeached, why didn't His Majesty let it go? ”

“But not this time...” What else was the Lord Wei going to say, suddenly he stopped talking and left his son on the board.

The Chinese prince twisted a black one in his spare time, took a chessboard and slapped it on. “Why bother others? You just need to know where you should stand. ”

“Exactly.”

The two lords were relatively meditative, and the chess game fell into adhesion.

Thousands of miles away, a camp was built in the waterfront of the mountain. The size of the camp, the constant movement of fighters, vigilant patrols and the collection of water for cooking were orderly. From camp tents to armor to firearms, this squad is rarely well equipped and somewhat luxurious.

In the Chinese army's books, Zhao Jundu held the table with his hands and looked at the map in front of him. He was concentrating.