Monarch of Evernight

Storms do sound like storms, but consumption is also terrifying. Ding Xuan Wang material fixed night eyes definitely can't hold three breaths.

However, nearly a minute later, the storm's howl did not stop at all, and the speed at which the heavenly thunder absorbed the heavenly and earthly forces was no longer consumed, and was pushed back by the bullet storm.

Ding Xuan Wang looked and saw that the entire camp was covered in dark gold. A flying bird continues to leap out of his blood towards the powerful of the Dark Race. Flying birds fall on you, and those who are strong are trembling, but they don't stand still, leaving the birds lying on you.

Blood vaporized flying birds stab long beaks into the target body, seeing dark forces sucked out of the source like tides, remitted into the blood-colored realm, and converged on the night eyes.

Every Everlasting Warrior has at least one flying bird hung, and the Count has at least a dozen, while several powerful marquises have fallen full of flying birds.

In this way, the firepower of the storm will be so fierce and so enduring that the 10,000 elite armies of the entire camp, together with the strong ones like cow hair, will concentrate their forces against the Xuan King.

Though King Ding Xuan is the heavenly king, he can overwhelm tens of thousands of eternal and evening elites across the street. He also feels unusually hard. Ultimately, the new world is not as comfortable as the everlasting night, even if the dark forces of everlasting night prevail as a whole.

His right hand began to tremble, and he grew stronger and stronger. Heavenly Thunder was a scattered electric fire with signs of collapse. If he is defeated in this way by Night Eyes, what will be the face of King Ding Xuan?

King Ding Xuan had no hesitation. Zhang mouth spit out a fine blue force and shot into the heavenly thunder. All the forces began to burn, and the power multiplied instantaneously, backpressing the storm's bounce and dropping unstoppably into the camp!

With this blow, King Ding Xuan has done his best.

Looking at that minefield with every crevice shining through it, the Dark Race's mighty finally showed their despair. They truly felt that even under the shelter of a storm, their journey to life was only one last minute away.

Green Legion falls one metre at a time, unstoppable. When it touches the ground, it is the beginning of total destruction. Based on the storm, the Night Eye gathers the power of the dark race of the entire military camp with the blood bird of its own realm's counterweight, and it is still no match for the power of the heavens and the earth controlled by the People's Heavenly King.

However, Night Eyes firmly held the storm, continued to pour bullet rain, and died resisting the thunder. It appeared that he would never stop until the last moment. Instead of fearing death, she had a cold arrogance in her eyes.

This look made King Ding Xuan very uncomfortable, as if he were an obviously weak prey, and refused to accept the fate of death.

At this moment, an unspeakable feeling suddenly descended from the void, like an invisible hand, strangling Ding Xuan's heart and slowing down his incredibly powerful heart.

Ding Xuan raised his head with some difficulty, and through the sky, which looked nothing like it, he saw an eye. A huge, horrible, angry eye. Deep in that pupil was endless darkness, and there was gravity in the darkness, as if to suck in his soul as well.

Ding Xuan suddenly woke up and hurried to withdraw his consciousness from the endless darkness, and instantly the room was sweating. He was scared and scared and immediately remembered the legend. Understanding that you have done all you can, you have already spooked the malice of the new world.

Whatever the malicious nature of the new world, the contact just made him realize that he was no match for this mysterious existence. No wonder the Eternal Night Council is below the top three, and no great monarch dares to appear in the new world.

He looked at the night eyes below, and his mind swept past the hesitation of the moment. With even half an hour, he could harvest the dark race of the entire camp, chop off the night eyes, and incorporate the storm and the dreams of one of the three holy instruments into his bag.

Just half a minute...

However, Ding Xuan has sensed that in the void outside the sky, something is coming at an alarming high speed, far above Ding Xuan!

In the electric stone fire room, King Bao Xuan made a decision, stopping and going as far away as the light, to the imperial camp.

Between preserving his life and defeating his enemies, King Dingxuan does not need to weigh at all. He is the Lord of Heaven, the cornerstone of the Empire, highly prepared for battle in the Empire itself, and in the uncertain circumstances of the New World War, taking the risk of falling in order to kill the night eyes, to get a famous gun holy weapon, is not worth it at all.

Above the void, the mystery existed very quickly, and King Xuan could not resist hesitation.

As soon as King Ding Xuan left, the green thunder was followed by weakness. In the blink of an eye, he was torn apart by the storm and turned into a thunderstorm.

In the field of night vision, only the blood bird flew up, greeted the lane of blue lightning and knocked it out in the air. Only a few lights fell, and half of them were cut off by the blood cloud. However, the remaining little bit of blue thunder, as long as it is covered, let alone the elite warrior, the Baron Viscount, will be immediately choked into coke. Only the Count can resist.

King Ding Xuan's hand, Yu Wei, has been so terrified.

Night vision slowly harvested the field, looking around, said: "Count casualty losses. ”

All the Marquis Counts couldn't help but feel tired and tired and immediately moved.

A moment of kung fu, an honorable marquis came to the eye of the night, kneeling on one knee: “Your Highness, there were 216 casualties, of which 205 were under the title and 11 were strong, including a first-class Viscount. ”

This number of casualties is actually very small, especially against the heavenly king, and no great king can control it.

Night's eye glanced at him and cold-blooded: "Crap! ”

Even though the rank of the Marquis of Glory is comparable to that of the Night's Eyes, his head is very low at this moment, and he is about to touch the ground. His attitude is not respectful at all, even to the Grand Duke. Such etiquette is only available to the Great King.

He whispered: "My people are shallow, I really didn't know His Highness had such power. Please give His Highness another chance to die for His Highness! ”

Of the Marquis who just took the lead, he ran fastest and farthest. Unfortunately, it is not possible to escape the traction of Ding Xuan Wang Tianzhen Lei.

Night Eyes did not blame him or accept his allegiance, but simply told the rear to double compensate the loss and went back to the camp to rest.

As soon as possible, it should be handled by its own subordinates.

At the Imperial Base, many warriors suddenly heard a strange sharp whistle and looked around, wondering what had happened.

Song Zining rushed out of the command building, and the sound covered the entire base: "Prepare the dormant compartment, signal, prepare the first floating ship, and depart in three minutes! ”

Floating boat No. 1 was specially prepared for the King of Heaven. Upon hearing this order, the entire base boiled down and the relevant personnel ran wildly. Three minutes is too short, but an order is an order. It can't be done within the time limit, but it's going to lose its head.

A little black dot appeared in the distant sky, and in a blink of an eye it reached over the base, the Dingxuan king. It was not until then that a red flare rose, marking the position of the floating boat.

Without saying anything, Ding Xuan Wang flashed into the floating boat and flashed again. He was lying in the dormant compartment, and the cap slowly closed.

The operators next to them felt nothing but flowers in front of them, and there was already one more person in the cabin. Fortunately, they don't know how many hundreds of times they've practiced it, they know how to do it, they know how to do it, almost instinctively, and they start the switch on the dormant compartment very quickly.

A layer of the array of forces continues to activate, with the light in the dormant compartment turning from white to red, from red to blue, and finally a light blue.

Through the hatch cover, you can see that King Ding Xuan's eyebrows are stained with a layer of ice cream, his eyes are closed, and his heart is no longer breathing. At this moment, the temperature in the cabin has dropped to less than one hundred degrees, freezing the life and force of King Dingxuan together.

Just after the operation was completed, an unspeakable palpitation and chestnut caught everyone's heart in the base. Everyone in that room was like a wooden carving, motionless. They have a hunch that if they move a little, they will probably attract the attention of their natural enemies, and then there will be a catastrophe.

Even Song Zining was still stiff, staring at the three feet in front of his feet, not oblivious.

Deep in the void, a thunderous eye seemed to be sweeping at the base. The destruction and anger it represents is so clear that it can be felt by even the most ordinary warriors.

At this moment, the entire base seemed to be stuck in time, without any movement, and the expression on people's faces was still frozen. Even the tiniest of all movements could lead to extinct lightning fires pouring out of the sky.

The glance swept back and forth, seemingly nothing, and finally slowly retreated. The whole process was actually very brief, but in everyone's mind, it seemed to be as long as it had been for a century.

Song Zining suddenly looked up and drank: “Take off! ”

Floating boat one slowly ascended towards the Empire.

Until the first floating boat disappeared into the sky, Song Zining was relieved.

Wei Baotian walked over and his heart palpitated. “What was that? ”

Song Zining said: "I'm afraid it's the malice of the so-called New World? ”

“But this is too...” Wei Baotian grabbed his hair and didn't know how to describe it at the moment. He said: “It was the heavenly ghost of the day, isn't it so terrible? ”

Song Zining sighed. “How can it not be scary to force the three supremes of eternity to show up? ”

Wei broke the sky for a moment and said: “I used to think I was good at it, that there was nothing terrible about the Grand Duke of God. But in this damn new world, any six-arm can beat me like shit. Not to mention this stuff. ”

“Being in a cage is as big as the sky we can see, and there is a vast world beyond the cage. This is why the powerful, who have stood at the height of the world over the generations, would rather risk a meteor than explore the void. ”

“The cage? What cage? ”

Song Zining pointed to the direction of the Imperial Gate and said: “The everlasting night we were born, like a small island in the sea, is itself a natural cage. This new world, perhaps, is the ferry from which we escape our captivity. I'm telling you this for nothing. ”

Wei Daotian slapped his head, "I remember, as if Anwen, the devil, had said so. ”

“Anwen, you do have talent. It's only a shame to be born of the devil. ”

Wei Baotian suddenly remembered something, "Do you think King Ding Xuan got it? ”

“How do I know that? ”

“The old man didn't even put down a word, did he?” Wei's speculation is malicious.

Song Zining glanced at him, but didn't say anything. Wei Baotian will always have some anachronistic naivety and indignation, fortunately it will not affect his ability to act. Song Zining let him go.