102 Prince Ling shed tears in the underworld

102 Prince Ling shed tears in the underworld

Many earth-shaking events or stories actually happen around, but there are few people who are qualified to know, or have that kind of keen sense of smell.

The Sirius plane guardian took action, the congenital emperor intercepted the transformation, and the nine soul emperors of the plane academy were severely damaged. Such a rare event happened to thousands of students and even in front of them. However, under the guidance and control of the plane college, the crowd immediately dispersed. Even if many people had guessed, they were given a strict silence order. Anyone who talked about it again would be immediately expelled.

"The appearance of the female Yasha battlefield is really a disaster for the college. We must immediately destroy the Yasha battlefield, and we can't leave any of the 100,000 Yasha!" The pale-faced square emperor shouted.

"Yasha battlefield is the place where the ancestors of the college worked hard to create. Until now, the college has to invest a lot of manpower and material resources in it every year, throw food, and even constantly catch new Yasha from the underworld to make up for the loss. Is it ruined like this?" The other soul emperor was a little reluctant.

"It has to be destroyed! Mother Yasha's talent is amazing. If it escapes from it, countless students will suffer a huge disaster!" The Founder Emperor's resolute way.

The emperor thought, "How can the Sirius Guardian deal with our plane academy? Is there anything hidden in this?"

The Founder Emperor waved his hand and said in a low voice, "With our cultivation, we are not qualified to ask about such a thing, and this matter will not be mentioned again. Among them, it involves not only the protection of Sirius, but also the ancestor of the evolved ancestors! If it hadn't been for his empty hands, the college would have suffered a catastrophe this time. At that time, naturally, the old dean Chaos Emperor will make the decision for us and ask Sirius to guard for an explanation.

One emperor's focus.

For example, the existence of Sirius Guardian and the Innate Emperor, the powerful cultivation has reached the peak of the lower plane. As soon as you turn your mind, you can go to a higher level of the immortal power. Otherwise, nine people would not have been seriously injured under a blow that was not aimed at them.

"We immediately entered the Jingshui Tower, tore the battlefield of Yecha, and killed 100,000 white-haired Yecha!" The emperor shouted. Then the nine soul emperors took a shining elixir, a flashing body, and was already on the battlefield of Yecha.

At the moment the Yecha battlefield channel was opened, Mo Jian had already rushed out without hesitation.

All the purposes of entering this period have been achieved. He has already learned the true meaning of the great dream of forgetting my heart. The cultivation is an unexpected two-step improvement, which is fruitful. How can Mo Jian be willing to face such a pervert like Yasha? Thinking about its chest outside, I feel a sense of nausea.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Jian had come to the front of the passage and happened to see the nine soul emperors who flashed in. He knew that they were picking up these white-haired night forks. He immediately had no worries and shouted, "Thank you, masters!"

Immediately, he rushed out of the night fork battlefield and appeared in front of the still water tower.

Looking at the silence outside, Mo Jian did not stop and went straight to the apartment. He thoroughly understood the true meaning of the Great Dream of Forgetting Heart. With his personality, he naturally had to practice and feel it immediately.

"Okay! Sure enough! This boy actually escaped from the birth of the mother Yecha! Haha..." Fang Zhengren Emperor smiled happily, and his face was full of admiration and appreciation.

The nine soul emperors spewed out a horrible light like the sun in their hands. The vast night fork battlefield actually trembled up and down like an earthquake, and the whole space made all kinds of crisp sounds, which seemed to collapse at any time.

The white-haired Yecha, who was shocked by the horrible halo emitted by Mo Jian's body, suddenly felt the drastic changes in the battlefield of Yesha, and instantly became a mess.

"Vicious human beings actually want to destroy the battlefield of Yecha and kill me and 100,000 ethnic groups, don't think about it!"

Under the vibration of space, the mother Yecha immediately understood the reason, and there was an extremely resentful light in her small eyes. Then its eyes changed strangely, like a whirlpool slowly dispersing, and the scene of the nine soul emperors taking action together clearly appeared in its thoughts.

"There are actually nine soul emperors! These despicable and shameful human beings!" Mother Yecha roared, gritted her teeth for a while, and secretly said, "With my strength, I definitely can't deal with the nine soul emperors. No, I'd better escape immediately!"

At the thought of this, the body of the female Yasha strangely turned into a white halo, almost integrated with the air of the Yasha battlefield. This halo fled quietly, far away from the nine soul emperors, and then escaped from the passage.

In the scene of Yesha's escape, the void in the Yecha battlefield fell into pieces of huge black things, like a black wall, which kept collapsing and disappeared immediately after falling into it. The space of the whole Yecha battlefield began to twist, and countless white-haired Yecha was directly strangled into pieces by the power of the violent space.

The nine soul emperors tried their best to destroy the battlefield of Yecha, and no one noticed that the mother Yecha quietly fled.

"How can it be so quiet?"

And outside the Yecha battlefield, the unlucky spirit prince quietly hid outside to find out. The strange scenes in the Sirius Monument are full of endless** for him. Therefore, after the college administrators evacuated the rest of the students, Prince Ling returned.

Intuition tells him that the hidden secrets may become one of his bargaining chips for the throne. He just joined the plane academy and is still a little pretentious. The college issued an ultimatum to leave immediately. Although he was extremely curious, he still dared not go against the will of the college. Because he should be speechless and deeply aware of the Tibetan dragon and crouching tiger of the plane college, the majesty of the college's will is inviolable.

Prince Ling is not. Desire defeated his reason, so he must find out. At least let's see if Mo Jian is dead. Unfortunately, he was one step away. When he came to the Still Water Tower, Mo Jian left more than a minute earlier than him.

In the strange scene of Prince Ling, he saw a white light suddenly gushing out of the Jingshui Building, so that he could see the figure clearly. Suddenly, his soul was frightened and he almost incontinent.

It's a female night fork!

"Tut, there are still people staying here, okay, I'll take you first!" The mother night forked with a strange smile, grabbed Prince Ling's collar, and directly turned into a streamer and penetrated into the ground.

Prince Ling's eyes were dark, and it took more than a minute to realize that I was caught by the mother Yasha.

Fuck, Mother Yasha took me down to the ground?

After learning about this, Prince Ling closed his eyes and fainted directly.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the hard and cold ground, and then looked up. It was clearly a dark rock wall surrounded by blue grass, emitting a dark light, making it full of almost ghostly gloomy smell everywhere.

Prince Ling's body trembled, and he immediately thought that this mother was the Yuan underworld, right? Only the underworld can grow this blue glowing underworld. This is also the only light that will not damage the Yasha family. In addition, any light can't be tolerated by the Yasha clan.

Then, he heard a strange sound, gasping and humming, as if it was exerting, and sounding like a dry physical contact.

"My king, I really miss you... It's been almost three years. Your body is still so sexy and charming. Oh, my king, is it comfortable for you to serve you?

"Shut up and work hard, dick, you are really useless! If you are still like this in the future, I won't let you serve you. Go to hell!" Another complaint sounded, mixed with a low moan.

Prince Ling heard it clearly, that's the mother Yasha! Obviously, the female night fork and the public night fork are doing something obscene. This discovery shocked Prince Ling, and his liver was like a fish in a net pocket, unconsciously exclaiming.

"Hmm..." The public night was surprised.

"What? The human I brought woke up! This useless thing was directly scared and fainted! Second, roll down from me and love that little bastard! Now that I see all human beings, I can't wait to eat his meat and tear him into pieces of meat!" The road measured by the mother's night fork.

"Thank you for your reward!" The male fork gave a ** smile and got up happily. Soon, the heavy footsteps sounded, and every step was like tapping in the heart of the spirit prince.

From the dim and faint light of Yuanmingcao, Prince Ling saw a white-haired night fork more than four meters high coming, with a wooden stick-like ghost between his legs, jumping and trembling.

"It won't be...not...I...don't..."

Prince Ling's whole body was cold in an instant, almost scared into a pile of rotten meat. He thought of a terrible possibility. He has prayed for the Buddha in his heart. However, the four-meter Gongyesha was rude and worse than he thought. He easily tore Prince Ling's valuable clothes, looked at Prince Ling's buttocks, and laughed greedily and excitedly.

"Ah..."

Prince Ling screamed, and he clearly felt that his buttocks were like being poked in by a dry, hard and rough branch. Blood flowed out, and the severe pain spread from his buttocks, which almost made him faint.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

The male nightsha screamed excitedly and moved quickly. Prince Ling spit and bile out his mouth. In a blink of an eye, his handsome face turned green...

Prince Ling fainted again.

When he woke up, the severe pain on his buttocks was like a thousand needles, and he didn't even have the strength to turn over. Next to him, a white-haired monster more than four meters long slept soundly, and there was a long saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, which was extremely disgusting.

Prince Ling burst into tears.

He knew that the chastity of a man, which countless men in the world regarded as more important than the chastity of women, was taken away by a white-haired monster so cruelly and viciously.

Prince Ling's heart was like a knife, and he almost wanted to hit his head on the black rock wall.

If this matter spreads, how can he be? How can the reputation of the Dongyuan royal family be so tainted? I'm afraid that if I have always cherished my father, I will kill myself with my own hands, right?

"Why? Why... It's me who has suffered such suffering, why not Mo Jian?" Prince Ling's heart was dripping blood and roaring crazily.