Chapter 2495
Boom!
The dark emperor's fist is unparalleled vertically and horizontally, containing the peerless power of the dark emperor. The powerful fist intention comes to my face, which makes the face of the bright Saint show a dignified color.
In the palm of her hand, there was an ancient sword shining brightly, fierce and unparalleled, stabbing at the fist in the sky.
Zheng!
It was like the sound of metal and iron attack, which made the void in the four directions vibrate violently. That ancient sword was directly blasted out by the dark Lingxiao fist!
The mighty dark ancient world came and completely shrouded the son and daughter of light.
The whole yuan spiritual realm has become a dark world.
Boom!
Over the dark ancient world, there is an ancient sky wheel rotating slowly, as if it is the source of darkness, burying all life, light and the world in endless darkness.
The extremely terrible Jidao Empire broke out, which made the bright saint and the bright son fall into the ice in an instant, and their eyes were full of incredible look.
"Jidao emperor soldiers?! you... How can you have Jidao emperor soldiers?"
The son of light roared, as if he was going crazy.
The vast imperial power erupted from that ancient sky wheel seemed to crush everything, so that the bright saint and the bright son lost any sense of resistance, trembled and despair.
They didn't expect that there would be an indispensable Jidao emperor soldier in the dark Lingxiao!
The dark Lingxiao floats over the dark ancient world. In the palm of his hand, there is an ancient sky wheel, which seems to be able to rotate the heavens and exudes a fierce and invincible charm.
"Now, tell me your choice, do you want to die or live?"
The voice of the dark sky roared like thunder in the dark ancient world.
The impeccable Jidao emperor's weapon in his hand is called the dark heavenly wheel, which is the supreme treasure he obtained in the chaotic ancient land and once the weapon of the dark emperor.
After receiving the inheritance of the dark Sutra, dark Lingxiao has been looking for the whereabouts of the dark sky wheel, but has never been able to find it.
It was not until Lingxiao finally became the chosen son of heaven and was blessed by the Qi of heaven that the chaos split in ancient times that dark Lingxiao sensed the whereabouts of the dark sky wheel and brought it back.
For hundreds of years, he has been running the dark Sutra and nurturing the dark sky wheel. Now he is about to fully control the dark sky wheel. The bright saint and the bright son who originally wanted to resist lose all ideas of resistance immediately after seeing the dark sky wheel.
Feel the cold killing intention emitted by dark Lingxiao, and the son of light will know. If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid dark Lingxiao will really kill him.
"I... I promise!"
The bright son clenched his teeth and his face became very pale for a moment.
He once felt that death was nothing to fear. For the sake of dignity and the inheritance of the light demon clan, he could treat death as if he were at home.
But until he felt that the threat of death was so real, he realized that living was more important than anything, more important than his dignity and persistence. He regarded it as enduring humiliation.
Yes, it's humiliation.
Although the bright son hated the dark Lingxiao to the extreme in his heart, he still had to hand over his original God.
Whoosh!
As like as two peas in the heart of the bright son, there is a bright light shining like a bright little man. It is just like the appearance of the bright son.
Dark Lingxiao unkindly integrates his original God into the sea of knowledge and establishes a master-slave relationship with the son of light. As long as dark Lingxiao moves his mind, the son of light is better than life.
"And you?"
The dark Lingxiao stared at the bright saint and said faintly.
"I'd rather die! I can't be your woman!"
The bright Saint didn't even look at the bright son. She looked very indifferent, as if she didn't put life and death in her heart.
"Treat death like home? Yes, yes, it's much better than your soft younger martial brother! But I like to force people to face difficulties. You don't want to be my woman, that's up to you!"
The dark Lingxiao walked slowly to the bright saint, stretched out a finger, frivolously provoked the bright saint's chin, and said with a cold smile.
Whoosh!
A pink mist appeared in the palm of the dark sky. He bent his fingers and flicked slightly. The pink mist immediately penetrated into the mouth and nose of the saint of light and disappeared.
"What did you put in me?"
The bright saint's face changed and stared at the dark Lingxiao cold voice.
The pink mist was like some kind of energy. After entering the body of the bright saint, she was warm all over. There was an unspeakable comfort that made her almost moan.
"That's a good thing! Saint, this is the danfang I saw in an ancient book. It's a treasure made of dragon essence and Yang Qi and more than 100 precious holy medicines. It's called Buddha's big stick hammer! Wait a minute, you can experience the bliss of this treasure!"
The dark Lingxiao said with a smile.
Instead of caring for the bright saint, he waved his sleeves. A stone table and several stone stools appeared in front of him. On the stone table was a pair of tea sets. He put a piece of Yuanling tea into the teapot, and then poured boiling rootless water. Suddenly, there was a strong smell of tea in the teapot.
Dark Lingxiao poured three cups of tea, smiled at yumeng'er and said, "xiaomeng'er, would you like a cup of tea? This is the tea made by Yuanling tea!"
"Bah, you villain!"
Yumeng'er's cheeks were crimson, her eyes were like silk, and she looked white at Lingxiao, but she didn't resist the temptation of Yuanling tea in the end. She came and sat down, directly picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
"Good tea!"
Yumeng'er's eyes lit up immediately. A piece of tea looked very ordinary, but there was some strange tea fragrance. However, when the tea entered the abdomen, it turned into a strange energy, flowed all over yumeng'er's limbs, rose into the sky, and directly entered her sea of knowledge and integrated with her yuan God.
Yumeng'er seemed to fall into a state of enlightenment. There were strange laws of the great road around her. The runes condensed out, and the whole person looked a little holy.
"Buddha's big mallet? Is it a Buddhist pill? What a strange name!"
The bright saint was a little stunned. She always felt something strange that Lingxiao had just integrated into her body.
But soon, she felt something was wrong.
A strange flame rose from her lower abdomen, which seemed to ignite her heart, making her whole body extremely dry and hot, and her skin exuded a strange blush, as if some primitive desire emerged from the bottom of her heart.
"Lingxiao, you... Asshole!"
The bright Saint stares at Lingxiao, but she soon becomes weak and weak. Even her swearing words become very gentle. It sounds like people can't help but swing in their hearts.
PS: the third watch is over. Let's have an early rest.
The dark emperor's fist is unparalleled vertically and horizontally, containing the peerless power of the dark emperor. The powerful fist intention comes to my face, which makes the face of the bright Saint show a dignified color.
In the palm of her hand, there was an ancient sword shining brightly, fierce and unparalleled, stabbing at the fist in the sky.
Zheng!
It was like the sound of metal and iron attack, which made the void in the four directions vibrate violently. That ancient sword was directly blasted out by the dark Lingxiao fist!
The mighty dark ancient world came and completely shrouded the son and daughter of light.
The whole yuan spiritual realm has become a dark world.
Boom!
Over the dark ancient world, there is an ancient sky wheel rotating slowly, as if it is the source of darkness, burying all life, light and the world in endless darkness.
The extremely terrible Jidao Empire broke out, which made the bright saint and the bright son fall into the ice in an instant, and their eyes were full of incredible look.
"Jidao emperor soldiers?! you... How can you have Jidao emperor soldiers?"
The son of light roared, as if he was going crazy.
The vast imperial power erupted from that ancient sky wheel seemed to crush everything, so that the bright saint and the bright son lost any sense of resistance, trembled and despair.
They didn't expect that there would be an indispensable Jidao emperor soldier in the dark Lingxiao!
The dark Lingxiao floats over the dark ancient world. In the palm of his hand, there is an ancient sky wheel, which seems to be able to rotate the heavens and exudes a fierce and invincible charm.
"Now, tell me your choice, do you want to die or live?"
The voice of the dark sky roared like thunder in the dark ancient world.
The impeccable Jidao emperor's weapon in his hand is called the dark heavenly wheel, which is the supreme treasure he obtained in the chaotic ancient land and once the weapon of the dark emperor.
After receiving the inheritance of the dark Sutra, dark Lingxiao has been looking for the whereabouts of the dark sky wheel, but has never been able to find it.
It was not until Lingxiao finally became the chosen son of heaven and was blessed by the Qi of heaven that the chaos split in ancient times that dark Lingxiao sensed the whereabouts of the dark sky wheel and brought it back.
For hundreds of years, he has been running the dark Sutra and nurturing the dark sky wheel. Now he is about to fully control the dark sky wheel. The bright saint and the bright son who originally wanted to resist lose all ideas of resistance immediately after seeing the dark sky wheel.
Feel the cold killing intention emitted by dark Lingxiao, and the son of light will know. If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid dark Lingxiao will really kill him.
"I... I promise!"
The bright son clenched his teeth and his face became very pale for a moment.
He once felt that death was nothing to fear. For the sake of dignity and the inheritance of the light demon clan, he could treat death as if he were at home.
But until he felt that the threat of death was so real, he realized that living was more important than anything, more important than his dignity and persistence. He regarded it as enduring humiliation.
Yes, it's humiliation.
Although the bright son hated the dark Lingxiao to the extreme in his heart, he still had to hand over his original God.
Whoosh!
As like as two peas in the heart of the bright son, there is a bright light shining like a bright little man. It is just like the appearance of the bright son.
Dark Lingxiao unkindly integrates his original God into the sea of knowledge and establishes a master-slave relationship with the son of light. As long as dark Lingxiao moves his mind, the son of light is better than life.
"And you?"
The dark Lingxiao stared at the bright saint and said faintly.
"I'd rather die! I can't be your woman!"
The bright Saint didn't even look at the bright son. She looked very indifferent, as if she didn't put life and death in her heart.
"Treat death like home? Yes, yes, it's much better than your soft younger martial brother! But I like to force people to face difficulties. You don't want to be my woman, that's up to you!"
The dark Lingxiao walked slowly to the bright saint, stretched out a finger, frivolously provoked the bright saint's chin, and said with a cold smile.
Whoosh!
A pink mist appeared in the palm of the dark sky. He bent his fingers and flicked slightly. The pink mist immediately penetrated into the mouth and nose of the saint of light and disappeared.
"What did you put in me?"
The bright saint's face changed and stared at the dark Lingxiao cold voice.
The pink mist was like some kind of energy. After entering the body of the bright saint, she was warm all over. There was an unspeakable comfort that made her almost moan.
"That's a good thing! Saint, this is the danfang I saw in an ancient book. It's a treasure made of dragon essence and Yang Qi and more than 100 precious holy medicines. It's called Buddha's big stick hammer! Wait a minute, you can experience the bliss of this treasure!"
The dark Lingxiao said with a smile.
Instead of caring for the bright saint, he waved his sleeves. A stone table and several stone stools appeared in front of him. On the stone table was a pair of tea sets. He put a piece of Yuanling tea into the teapot, and then poured boiling rootless water. Suddenly, there was a strong smell of tea in the teapot.
Dark Lingxiao poured three cups of tea, smiled at yumeng'er and said, "xiaomeng'er, would you like a cup of tea? This is the tea made by Yuanling tea!"
"Bah, you villain!"
Yumeng'er's cheeks were crimson, her eyes were like silk, and she looked white at Lingxiao, but she didn't resist the temptation of Yuanling tea in the end. She came and sat down, directly picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
"Good tea!"
Yumeng'er's eyes lit up immediately. A piece of tea looked very ordinary, but there was some strange tea fragrance. However, when the tea entered the abdomen, it turned into a strange energy, flowed all over yumeng'er's limbs, rose into the sky, and directly entered her sea of knowledge and integrated with her yuan God.
Yumeng'er seemed to fall into a state of enlightenment. There were strange laws of the great road around her. The runes condensed out, and the whole person looked a little holy.
"Buddha's big mallet? Is it a Buddhist pill? What a strange name!"
The bright saint was a little stunned. She always felt something strange that Lingxiao had just integrated into her body.
But soon, she felt something was wrong.
A strange flame rose from her lower abdomen, which seemed to ignite her heart, making her whole body extremely dry and hot, and her skin exuded a strange blush, as if some primitive desire emerged from the bottom of her heart.
"Lingxiao, you... Asshole!"
The bright Saint stares at Lingxiao, but she soon becomes weak and weak. Even her swearing words become very gentle. It sounds like people can't help but swing in their hearts.
PS: the third watch is over. Let's have an early rest.
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