Nine Cents Refining

Sun Hao has not spoken yet.

The black fog in front rolled over, and there was a curse of black night robbery inside: "You are dead, offended the Dark Lord, you are absolutely dead, do you think that you can kill me? Tell me, my dark magic day The warrior is immortal. From today, I will wrap you up and not end."

Will eternal life not die?

Sun Hao smiled, even if it was an undead warrior, in fact, they all had their longevity and reincarnation, and eternal life did not die, it was really a big joke.

With his arms stretched out, Sun Hao’s body flew up and fluttered toward the black fog. His mouth slowly said: “Is it immortal? Then I will let you see what is called a bone today.”

Between the words, Shen Xiangjian puts a sword, and the sword of the eight winds descends on the front of the Mayan holy mountain. Within a large area, suddenly it completely rests, and the black fog can not borrow any wind, and it stays in a sluggish manner. In the air.

The sound of Dark Night Luo is still unbearable: "How can you treat me? I am the fog of the Dark God, how can you get rid of it?"

Sun Hao whispered in his mouth: "Is it? Then you will try this flame and see if you can make you feel bad."

One mouth, three fires sprayed out of the mouth. Falling into the thick black mist, suddenly dripping into the oil pan like a drop of water, the whole black mist continually frowned.

The night Luo paused a little, and instantly shouted in horror: "Who are you? What kind of flame is this? How can it hurt the great Dark Lord warrior..."

The three real fires spread in the black mist, and there was a burst of fog above the sky. In the dark mist, there were many, unwilling, painful tragic sounds, and there were many monks inside, rolling in. Struggling, mourning constantly.

Originally, if they are all human race monks, then the palms of the hands are all fleshy, and Sun Hao is really not good at it. Even if White has his own two nephews, it can only be properly disciplined.

But since Black has not admitted that he is a human race, and is very contemptuous or even despising the human race, then the nature is completely different.

Sun Hao really wants to see what this black magic day is all about, and dare not put the Terran in his eyes.

In the past few years, the status of the Terran is indeed not very good, but now, with the wake of Hao Anyi, with the rise of his own, the status of the Terran in the virtual world has been rapidly rising, perhaps because of the problems of the roots, the Terran cannot be hegemonic. Bound, but, any race, who dares to marry the Terran?

It is very likely that some small places in this border area, some small forces that are in a mess, will not take the Terran seriously.

Since I have come and met, then I can clean up and pack them.

The black mist rolled over under the Mayan holy mountain, and it covered a hundred miles, leaving the Mayan holy mountain.

Now, Sun Hao used the eight winds to set the area, spit out the three fires and kept the barbecue. The black magical army hidden under the black fog suddenly became like a ant in the pot, and was burnt and screamed.

However, no matter how they are embarrassed, no matter how they rush, they are firmly set in the real fire of three realms, and they can't escape one.

On the altar, Niya faces Sun Hao, slightly owes his body, and whispers in his mouth: "Adults, many monks in the black fog are my own human warriors. They are only being blackened by the black magic, and they lose their nature. If possible, ask the adults to use their powers to purify their bodies and return them to my Terran camp."

Sun Hao nodded and said: "It should be so, rest assured, as long as there is a trace of true spirit, my fire will not hurt his fundamental."

Ge Wu’s eyes are bright and his mouth is crisp: “Agarwood, you are amazing, too powerful.”

Sun Hao smiled faintly, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He practiced the hegemony. The ordinary monks did not dare to come out in front of themselves. For example, another female sacrifice, in front of himself, could not be said in one sentence.

It’s this song, it’s a reincarnation of Jin Yu, and he turns a blind eye to his own hegemony. Perhaps, in the depths of her bones, deep in the spirit, she has long been familiar with and resistant to herself. Otherwise, she will not be so bold. It is.

Sun Hao suspects that if he did not practice his own hegemony, would this bold mother-in-law not betray herself in public! With the personality of Kim Min Jong, I can really do it.

Shaking his head, Sun Hao didn't have a general knowledge with her. The gods suddenly rushed to remind me. The three real fires rushed to the maximum. In the dark fog, the night came with a scream of screams, many monks, and again and again. The screams made a sound.

Less than a fragrant martial arts, the entire Mayan holy mountain, the black mist is scattered, on the ground, fell a lot of silver armor monks, there are also many female repairs without a piece.

It was the one who claimed to be immortal, the tall, and sturdy night, completely burned to the invisible in the real fire of Sancha, and was completely erased.

Above the Mayan sacred mountains, those knights wearing silver armor, those who wore white costumes saw the scene in front of them, and they could not help but burst into the earth-shattering cheers.

Above the holy mountain, the monks in many buildings perceive the changes outside, hear the cheers from outside, and find their heads to see what happened.

What they saw was a scene that was completely different from the previous one. In front of the Mayan holy mountain, the black mist was scattered, and the horrible and embarrassing black-pressed Black Cross army disappeared completely.

Are the enemies eliminated?

On the Mayan holy mountain, many low-level monks, many old and weak women stood up. They saw the huge, silver-colored, immortal silver ship above their heads. They also saw the air standing in front of them. Sun Hao suspended a gleaming sword.

More people, following the soldiers, cheers in the mouth, the Mayan holy mountain saved!

The soldiers, the sacrifices cheered.

Among the eyes of Niya, flashing tears of crystal, the people of the Alain mainland experienced hardships and finally ushered in the dawn.

The scepter in the hand was lightly erected on the ground. Niya mouth said with a fragile voice: "Maya Shengshan thank you adults, and the Alan people thank the adults, the grace of the adults, and the pure land of millions of people will remember forever."

Ge Wu and Yu looked at each other and were kneeling beside her. The staff in the hand stood on the ground and shouted loudly: "Thank you."

The silver armor and the white rituals, the monks on the Mayan holy mountain fell down on one knee and shouted loudly: "Thank you, adults, thank you adults..."

The sound waved from near to far, and it was passed over.

At this moment, on the entire Mayan holy mountain, only Sun Hao is still proud, and on the ground, he has fallen over hundreds of millions of people.

Sun Hao’s face with a faint smile, said softly in his mouth: “Get up, this seat is a human being, and it’s a sense of the Aramaean family. Come and see it.”

Niya took the lead and all the monks slowly got up and shouted again: "Thank you adults."

Sun Hao nodded to Niya and said, "Let people go to save them. When they wake up, they will forget what happened in the past. However, if they want to recover quickly, it is better to give them some light therapy or Spa treatment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Niya nodded, said in his mouth: "Hey, you take the sacrificial brigade to go to treatment, Ge Wu, you take the Cavaliers to save people. ”

He and I did not disagree, and Qi Qi said: "Follow, big sister."

The two men swayed and ran down. According to Niya's arrangement, they went to treat the monks who fell to the ground.

Sun Hao and other two sacrifices went away, and this smiled softly to Niya: "What is the black magic day? Their monks should be all human beings. How can they be like this?"

There was a faint sorrow on Niya's face, and she whispered in her mouth: "I don't know when the Alan continent began to appear a kind of black fog, which can erode the spirit of the Terran, and cause an unknown change. One of the biggest points is that it has been cultivated, and later it has gradually evolved into what it is."

Black fog? Is that just the kind of fog?

Sun Hao’s heart is judging what this will be. In the spirit, Luo Pengfei’s laughter is heard: “Agarwood, don’t ask her, her grade is too low, I can’t figure out the situation, I tell you. Well, this dark fog, hahaha, she is the special part of the virtual world that you perceive, hahaha, athlete's foot..."

beriberi? Sun Hao’s heart suddenly slammed, and the sudden change of consciousness suddenly entered his own perception space, comparing his position. Indeed, he is now on the edge of his perceived range, and it looks like it is The toe part of the sleeping woman makes Sun Hao even more surprised. At this moment, from the perspective of his own perception, the woman’s toe area is indeed black.

Is this really the athlete's foot in the virtual world? Is this too outrageous? Black Magic Day, is it just your own athlete's foot?

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