Chapter 574 [The Holy Lord Of Nanhua Is Destroyed In Ashes]
Chapter 574 [The Holy Lord Of Nanhua Is Destroyed In Ashes]
"Now we're in trouble." The crowd sighed secretly. Although they didn't want to, the unchangeable fact was in front of them. It was impossible for them to stop the Demon Guard. Are they going to perish here today?
Roaring sounds came out from the mouth of the demon god's shadow, and the demonic flames burned to the highest point, like a black hole whirlpool, swallowing up the heaven and earth, and all existence was annihilated, including the void.
No matter whether it was a human Martial Artist or an alien beast, they had no power to resist, and they were instantly wiped out, leaving no place for burial.
"Kill." The Demon God Guards shouted in unison, and suddenly the phantoms of the Demon Gods stepped forward at the same time, rushing towards the crowd like a tidal wave.
In an instant, the situation changed, the sky collapsed, and the space shook violently, as if it was about to be destroyed. Many people had a look of despair on their faces, and they had completely lost their 717 fighting spirit.
Mo Qianqiu glanced at the battlefield indifferently, and asked a middle-aged man next to him: "After the battle just ended, did you see that man's face clearly?"
The middle-aged man frowned and was silent for a moment. Then he nodded slowly and said, "I've written it down."
After saying that, he moved his hand, and a line of writing appeared in the void, which happened to be the scene where Li Daoxuan released the sword seal just now.
"It turns out it's him." Mo Qianqiu's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the handwriting. This handwriting was written by him himself.
(aded) This is because he once chased and killed a young human being, and that young man's writing method was exactly the same as the one in front of him.
"Who is he?" Mo Qianqiu's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he looked into the middle-aged man's eyes, vaguely showing a bit of majesty. The middle-aged man was slightly shaken. "Then he raised his hand and said, "This subordinate didn't pay attention to him. identity. "
"Continue to look for his traces." Mo Qianqiu ordered, with an undoubted domineering tone in his tone. The middle-aged man's expression suddenly froze when he heard this, but he quickly responded respectfully: "Yes."
With that said, he turned and left.
Mo Qianqiu looked into the distance and murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that he would come to Donghuang Immortal Palace. It seems that he plans to take advantage of the protection of Donghuang Immortal Palace."
After these words fell, a slightly feminine voice suddenly sounded: "Your Highness, why don't you take this opportunity to make him disappear forever."
Mo Qianqiu's eyes suddenly focused, and he looked at the person behind him who was speaking. He saw two figures in white robes standing behind him. One of them was a middle-aged man in white robes, and the other was slender and handsome in appearance, giving people a kind of aura. He feels gentle and elegant, like a worldly Confucian scholar, without any fluctuations in his aura.
Mo Qianqiu stared at the white-robed middle-aged man for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Who are you?"
The man in white robe smiled faintly and said, "I am the Holy Monarch of Nanhua."
"Holy Lord Nanhua." Mo Qianqiu's pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, an extremely majestic figure appeared in his mind. That person was one of the four top leaders of Taihuang City. His strength was all over the world, and he was... Known as the Lord of Taihuang City.
It is said that he has been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years.
"As expected of the Holy Lord of Nanhua, he is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men. I admire him." Mo Qianqiu praised him with a bright smile on his face, as if he was praising him sincerely.
"You're welcome. It's an honor for me to be praised by the Third Prince Demon Race." The Holy Lord Nanhua smiled and clasped his fists, his tone extremely humble. .
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