199 ravaged to half-death

199** to half dead

Xuanyuan sneered and looked arrogant. The son of the plane is always very hanging. In fact, at this moment, he is the only one who is afraid of the war in the chaotic area.

They are simply enemies!

If so, you really don't have the qualification to be the son of the plane.

Mo Jian naturally saw that the nine night fork kings were scared by Xuanyuan first. Qing Chan's explanation made him understand the chaotic golden elixir and naturally understand their fears. At present, he shouted loudly, "You Yecha King, today we are really deceived by the sons of the evil plane, so we are in this great disaster! Since it is inconvenient for you to take action, I will kill the son of the plane here to vent my hatred! However, you can no longer embarrass us and leave here immediately, how about it?

The nine night fork kings looked at each other and communicated quickly in their thoughts. They also understand that the reason why they can escape under the control of the holy law dominated by Yuanming depends on the strange feelings between human beings and Yasha. Otherwise, today's facts are unimaginable. For a while, the Yecha kings secretly thought about the relationship between human beings and the Yecha clan and had some meaning to start reviewing.

And the King of Haiyesha has known the situation of Mo Jian saving them under human beings, and has the deepest affection for Mo Jian. During the exchange of the King of Yecha, the King of Haiyecha has been saying good words.

If you have to arrange an order for the nine night fork kings, the original night fork king is slightly higher.

Finally, the original Yecha King made a final sound and said, "Okay! In fact, there is no deep hatred between you and me! If you can kill the son of the plane, the Yecha clan will immediately leave the chaotic area of the plane, and admit that you will get the three treasures of chaos and no longer compete for it! However, if you can't kill it, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Good!"

Mo Jian smiled, rose into the air and shouted, "Whether you are Xuanyuan first now or Cai Qingmei in the past, I have put up with you for a long time! Son of the plane, take your life!"

Boom!

With Mo Jian's voice, the gun of judgment was like a divine dragon, shooting out. An arrow made a loud noise, the sky and the earth seemed to be broken, and the thunder seemed to roar in the ears.

"It's up to you?"

Xuanyuan sneered first: "There is no escape for thousands of miles!"

His figure suddenly turned into a streamer, like a grain of dust, and instantly entered a mysterious state, between reality and illusion, between existence and nothingness.

The next moment, Xuanyuan's face turned into a pig liver color.

Once he is used, he can leave thousands of miles away from this place at the moment he moves.

But only then did he find that his body seemed to be in a cage and motionless.

"Haha! That knowledge is indeed the nemesis of the chaotic golden elixir!" Seeing this, Qing Chan proudly shouted in Mo Jian's mind.

Mo Naye's knowledge is the fundamental foundation, and the center of everything represents the ultimate state of the combination of silence and movement. This is exactly the state at the beginning of the universe, for chaos. Chaos Jindan is naturally an asshole. But Mo Jian's last knowledge is a great chaos. Xuanyuan first, at best, a little chaos.

Therefore, Moraya's restraint on Chaos Jindan is so obvious.

bang!

As a result, this was not over. Mo Jian rose into the air again, fell down fiercely first, and another big hole was smashed out. This time, the crisp sound of bone breaking was much smaller. After all, it was almost broken. Then, Mo Jian fell again and stepped on Xuanyuan's head fiercely, making Xuanyuan's weak screams and a weak roar of resentment.

"Kill me, Mo Jian, you can kill me if you have the ability..."

"I am the son of the plane, the son of the powerful plane. Mo Jian, even if you kill me, I will come back to avenge you..."

"Real?"

Mo Jian smiled coldly, and his eyes fell on Cai Xiliu, who had already had a beautiful face and black, and the hatred in his eyes was condensed like a thick fog. He said softly, "Xiliu, come, it's time for you to revenge."