Night Crow Lord - Chapter 482
Chapter 479 Duke of Blood Tree
Chapter 479 Duke of Blood Tree
“Well, isn’t this Akbolamun? It forms an alliance with the steam knight and the eyes of the storm, and crusade the god of the fog of my dark red church.”
Above the blood tree, a sound was made.
The weird sound like a child and the old man sounded on the entire plane.
“I’m still strange, who has released those disgusting things near my site, it turns out you.”
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Akboramun, who did not have the structure of the heart, seemed to hear the sound of the heartbeat.
Damn, how could the Duke of Blood Tree appear here?
Is there a plane of the Duke of Blood Tree?
Impossible, this nearby should be the hardest hit area of the space convection. There is no way to exist on the plane. The planes nearby are all dead planes, just like the blood tree.Can grow a blood tree.
No matter what, the Duke of Blood Tree had discovered him through the blood tree, which was irreversible.
Just escaped from the cobweb of the god of the eight limbs, and did you enter the dark red forest of the Duke of Bloody?
Why is it so unlucky?
Or does the Duke of Blood Tree also join forces with the god of eight limbs?
It is possible that, as the object targeted by other god churches, the Duke of Blood Tree and the god of the eight limbs are likely to join forces at some time.
This time he was attacked by the Duke of Blood Tree and the god of the eight limbs together?
hateful!
At the same time, in the shell world, a plane full of dark red trees.
A huge castle stands in the center of the plane.
In the surroundings of the castle, countless bright red plants bloom into bright red gardens.
This plane without sunlight is always inlaid in the center of Red Moon.
Stepping on the neat stone road, a woman wearing a bright red dress walked through this bright red garden and walked towards the huge castle in the center of the castle.
The bloody light fell on the vast blood plant, and it fell on the lush low flowers, and also infected her fair skin.
The blood -colored power that condensed on the beautiful petals like morning dew, shining red crystal light.
Women wearing red dresses gaze across the plants that constantly absorb blood -colored power from the bloody moon, a little pace, and then no longer hesitated to the huge castle.
There are no cold summer and no cold winter. The flowers here are eternal. As long as the owner of the castle is here, it will be unbeaten and never wither.
She is the owner of the castle, the waiter who calls the Duke of Blood Tree.
In other words, the virgin of the dark red church.
At this time, a figure flew from the center of the castle.
It was a luxurious costume man wearing a bright red, like a wizard robe, and noble clothing.
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When he flew out of the blood trees, countless bloody thorns and plants rushed out of the bee around the garden.
Seeing this scene, the figure was snoring:
“The power of faith, after using the entire plane and bloody moon to make two levels of transit filtration, the blood tree as a third -level filtration still cannot avoid the impact. The road of ancient gods is really inferior.It’s still very fast, almost the power of the time when the glorious world can be restored. How can I call it?
“I did not expect that the spiders that had no world rules in the shell world were hidden so deeply.”
“But it doesn’t matter, the road to reverse the original sin? Only the devil will worry about its threat.” The duke of the blood tree with a pointed ears flipped his wrist like a female elven.But now, give up the path of prophecy? ”
“I have no threat to me.”
“On the contrary, I also have to thank the little spider to lead the body of the god in the fog from the vortex of the fog. After decomposing this thing, I can restore the power of the power of losing the blessing of the glory rules.”,”
“Fhat, and Rosa, I didn’t expect it, I would recover the strength one step than you? Even if you two hugs are useless, after I restore the strength, your two guys who have not recovered their strength have not recovered.Just wait to die. ”
In her eyes, hate hate:
“When the Rongguang World suffered a disaster, he gave up all the allies. What can you do with the Duke of the North Duke? You are not as lucky as the Duke of the North. After the collapse of the Rongguang World, he got more powerful power.And you, nothing. ”
“Under the crisis of death, the true nature will be revealed, and the abandoned allies become strong,”
After a few words to the taunt, she finally set her eyes to the blood -colored plants flying to herself.
“Speaking of the original sin, there is also the benefit of the original sin road. The idea of the internal mind of faith can be absorbed directly without clearing and screening.”
“Although there is no time to waste the power to go to the original sin, the original sinful power still has a function. If you prepare for a thousand years, the plan to deal with the god in the fog has been put on hold for so long, and finally you can come in handy.”
“Thank you so much, the god of the eight limbs.”
There was a smile on the corner of the mouth, the Duke of Blood Tree:
“Since taking the body of Lufu and Elf Queen in Rongguang’s disaster, I have not been so happy.”
With a stubborn hand, those bright red, still activated plants have stagnated, and the vivid will that originally moved in those plants were pulled out by her.
The thought residue intercepted by the function of the filter was pulled out by hardships and rubbed into a ball in the air.
A twisted, like meat group monsters condensed in the air.
“Speaking, this thing feels like a devil.”
Looking at the monsters that gradually formed, the Duke of Blood Tree narrowed his eyes: “It’s really ugly, forget it, it is ugly than the god in the fog.”
Stretching out his hand and making a grasp of the grip, the just -formed devil, which was just formed, completely split down in Pei Ran’s giant power.
And after the blood -colored plant, after the residue of the belief was cut, a blood -colored power was poured out of the body, and the surface of the body was condensed into a blood -colored crystal.
“The purity is not bad, but it still takes a little time to clean up the residue.”
After thinking for a moment, the Duke of Blood Shop shook his head helplessly: “I hope to get enough information from the corpse of the god in the fog.”
After the end of the self -talk, she set her eyes to the bottom.
“What’s the matter with you?”
(This chapter is finished)