Burning Palace
Chapter 900:Burning Palace
The fire washed on the ground and the top of the temple, and the hard ground began to burst, and the vitality of the top of the temple began to disperse, and then began to burn.
Yuan Wu sensed what was going to happen, he wanted to prevent such a thing from happening, and wanted to kill the clean glass that was still in the temple at this time, but he could not do it.
What he needs to consider most is his death.
The fire is full of raging killing.
The sparks that remained in his body were flying around him, more fierce than ever.
At this time, the more direct thorn into his knowledge of the sea is the killing intention of pure glazed.
He finally understood that this long mausoleum recognized that the girl with the first talent for spiritual practice would never change her mind because of other people's ideas.
If she had a chance to kill herself at this time, she would never have hesitated.
That’s exactly what clean glass thinks.
She knows that killing Yuanwu will eliminate the final obstacle in the world, will save a lot of time, and it will be less and a lot of trouble.
So she did not think about the sword order issued by Ding Ning at this time, did not think about the matter of Ding Ning and Yuanwu war, she wanted to try to kill Yuanwu directly.
In the midst of the fire, she stood up.
There was endless fear in his eyes.
After he finally had a real fear of Ding Ning.
His body was tidling in the stars, and the water in the flesh and blood was soaked a lot, and it seemed to be dry, but in this moment, he finally squeezed out his last glimmer of strength and thought of the only possibility of self-help.
A loud noise.
A wall behind his dragon chair broke apart.
A lifeless figure rushed into the sea of fire.
This is Huang Zhenwei.
Or rather, the dead man.
Huang Zhenwei's body fell in front of him, followed by a sword, punctured the sea of fire, fell to the pure glaze that had already gone.
The glazed eyebrows throbed deep and reached out to draw forward.
The vast majority of the sparks in this temple were pulled in this moment and became countless sharp fire swords, constantly sprinting on this sword that Huang Zhenwei was oncoming.
The atmosphere had been like a porridge in the dormitory again sounded a grand sulking sound.
A mouth of blood gushed out again between her lips, and her body smashed the door behind her, and with the rushing out of the air, it still swirled back.
Huang Zhenwei's feet plowed the ground, and his hand had already taken hold of the Yuanwu that was about to fall back, but he still could not stop retreating.
The ground at his feet continued to burst, and the whole person was bombarded out of this dormitory with Yuanwu, exiting from where he broke the wall.
The moment his figure withdrew from this dormitory, the dormitory that had been burned everywhere in the midst of the firestorm collapsed and was smashed.
The flaming of the gravel is a flame that is difficult to extinguish, such as the slurry of the volcano when it falls into the new ornate palace under the mountain.
Fires are burning everywhere, everywhere.
There were many places on Huang Zhenwei's body, and the fire burned his body and gave off a smell of stinking barbecue.
Countless cries and emptiness sounded in this palace.
Many practitioners have fallen.
But when they saw Huang Zhenwei and Huang Zhenwei holding close to the unconscious Yuan Wu, their bodies could not help but tremble violently, their hearts were full of panic and dazed, they did not know whether to fight the fire in the first time, or what to do.
The clean glass fell from the air.
After she flew a hundred feet, she could not control her figure when she landed, and fell to the ground, covered with blood.
Dozens of practitioners in this palace fell not far from her body, and there were many sword lights swimming in this space, at which time these practitioners should have the ability to kill her.
However, no one shot.
A young practitioner is closer to the grounding of the pure glaze than they are.
The young practitioner was dressed in ordinary cloth, but he carried many swords on his back, and the fire clearly illuminated his firm and clear face.
This made it easy for these practitioners to recognize his identity.
He is alone.
If it is only a prince's son-in-law, even if it is not clear what is happening now, the practitioners in these palaces will never let him and clean glaze easily leave.
However, when these practitioners were slightly confused, a middle-aged man coughed softly, and then in the moment they looked, nodded at them and shook his head again.
He was not alone, but he was one of the other princes among the 13th Prince of the Great Qin.
And all these practitioners understood in this moment what the prince wanted to say.
Nodding is a gift for those who are high like him, and shaking his head is to show them not to meddle and let the solitude and clean glaze go.
So the sword light that flew in this space fell down and dimmed the color.
These practitioners have identified a rumor.
The remaining princes in Changling have acquiesced to the conditions of the Bashan Sword Field.
Several carriages were waiting for solitude and clean glazing outside the palace.
One of the carriages was big, very arrogant, and big as a house.
This carriage originally belonged to the Changling Palace and should have been used by Yuanwu.
However, when the solitary white helped the clean glaze into the carriage of the carriage, the clean glazed saw many familiar faces.
Not only are there lilies waiting to help her heal, but also Baili Suxue and Ding Ning who are waiting for her in this carriage, and even Xie Changsheng.
The clean glass first glanced at thank you for winning.
Xie Changsheng suddenly understood her meaning, couldn't help but put her face on the face, coldly hummed: "Don't think I'm not qualified to sit here and wait for you, don't think you're doing the most credit for pushing these things, what I do, you can't think of how powerful."
Listening to these words of his, the clean glass really really thought about it, and then nodded, "But also."
Xie Changsheng's face suddenly eased up, "Today such a thing, of course, I want to see a lively."
But how could he not have expected that the clean glass was not cold and suddenly took a sudden turn, "But I heard people say that you cheated, said you may let me look at you, maybe it may make me love you?" 」
Xie Changsheng's face was red, his heart was extremely embarrassed, but he was thick-faced and sneered, "Yes, even if it is, it was also young and ignorant before, and I have never seen the world."
"Very well."When the clean glaze no longer paid attention to him, to the hundred lisu snow salute, Baili Suxue seriously saluted, and whispered a word.
“Do you believe me so much?Don’t you think I might work with you?”The clean glass turned his head to look at the smiling Ding Ning and said.
"Only the weak will bend, but the most important thing is that even if you really join forces with Yuanwu, I don't think I can't deal with me."Ding Ning laughed.
"I killed Li Si and dealt with Yuan Wu, in fact, have borrowed Zheng Sleeve's hand, if I say that there are people in the world that I admire, Zheng Sleeve is also one of them, helping me burn this palace, let the star fire more prosperous, I know you can do it."When he completely relaxed and closed his eyes to accept the yawning medicine, the net glazed said this to Ding Ning.
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