The condensate moon is making the final struggle, and the face is haglong to the extreme.

The soul king and other impatient, the eyes burst out of the fierce light, holding up the shrive water on the table and striding forward: "You forced me."

“Father, don’t!”

The moon was in despair, and the tears fell down on the cheeks.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps came from the door, and then he heard the anxious voice of the general: "King, something great."

The soul king turned back and drank, “What’s the big deal?”

“Two men broke into the palace and could not stop them, and the soldiers were badly damaged.”

“A bunch of buckets.”

The soul king was furious, and before going out, he coldly swept the condensing moon: "Before I come back, you'd better drink the water."

The moon is incomparably white.

...

Zhou Yan rushed all the way into the real soul palace, with his strength, enough to sweep everything here, until the soul king came out, he was blindly cold and said: "You are the soul king, where is the condensing moon?"

For the first time, the soul king was so rebuked, killing the machine and said, “Who are you?”

He said, "I'm a man of the moon."

The soul king's body suddenly shook, and the intention of killing was even more intense: "You are the father of the seed, very good, he sent himself to the door to thank."

“I wonder where the moon is?”The sound of cold.

The soul king laughed to the heart, "What a great tone, no one has ever dared to question my soul king like this, you are the first."

He frowned, “I asked you where the moon is?”

"The ants of the people, by your clamor, will yell here, and I will take off your skin and hang it on the walls of the palace."The King smiled.

He was very impatient and said, “I ask you, where is the condensing moon?”

“Oh.”The soul king sneered, "That bitch has disgraced my royal family, and I have sent it to hell with my own hands, along with the iniquity in her belly."

“What!”

Zhou Yan felt a turn of the sky, breathing as if to stop generally: "Well, very good, soul king, you kill my woman, kill me, kill me, I will slaughter your imperial city."

The anger in the chest, like a volcano, the wings behind it are thousands of miles, countless dragons growling, and the demon is different and overbearing.

Bling!

One foot down, countless palaces destroyed, jade stone turned gray, wolves smoke all over the place.

“Damn people.”The soul king's face is thorny, the spirit penetrates out, the sky seems to be covered by something, and the sun cannot shine in.

Everyone trembled and breathed.

The evil god looked strangely and said, “Don’t you look for a dead end in front of your ancestors?”

The true soul clan is only a lower bloodline left over from the ghost clan, and it is reasonable to say that Zhou Yan is the ancestor of these true soul clans.

Unsurprisingly, as soon as the soul of the king came out, it was wrapped in a strange black flame, and suddenly cried and howled.

There was no mercy in Zhou Yan, and his eyes were full of cold, until a crisp plea came from his ear: "Don't do Zhou Yan."

“The moon.”Zhou Yan looked at it, saw the hagmorious figure of condensation, and suddenly his heart was happy, which gave the soul king a way of life.

“It’s okay, doesn’t the King of Souls say you’re dead?”Before he came near, he said with great compassion.

The condensing moon looked a little complicated, and when she saw Zhou Yan killing for her, she suddenly had a crying impulse, and the grievances in her heart seemed to vent.

However, the reason why she was so aggrieved was caused by Zhou Yan, so she showed resentment against Zhou Yan.

All kinds of emotions are mixed together, and the condensate moon no longer knows how to face the week.

"After the moon, I will not let your mother and son be wronged at half-hearted."

Suddenly, a overbearing embrace, let the condensate the moon's delicate body trembled, and the tears of grievances finally fell again.

...

Time has passed, and in the midst of a void, Zhou Yan looked at the evil god on the side and said, “Are you really going to leave?”

The evil god nodded, and suddenly shone a few strange sharps in his eyes, saying, "I will remember your kindness to me."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "I know that signing the soul contract makes you resentful, but that is also helpless."

The evil god snorted coldly, did not speak again, took out a space-time shuttle a moment later, and then disappeared after stepping on it.

"Oh, Zhou Yan, you probably won't think that when the space distance reaches a certain degree, your soul contract will expire?"

“The earth is a good place, and when I return to the giant star and find someone to break the soul contract, I will come again with the people.”

"I will save your life and make you my slave forever."

Through the soul contract, Zhou Yan received the last message of the evil god, and when he wanted to wipe the latter, he found that it was too late.

“It’s a failure!”

Zhou Yan sighed, looking at the vast starry sky for a long time, who could have imagined that on the other side of that distant void, a huge hidden danger was born.

It seems that their own cultivation can not stop, perhaps those distant stars, is their own conquest of the battlefield.

The road begins, the road begins.

...

“Brother Zhou, why are you coming back alone, evil god?”When he returned home, the two dogs were surprised.

He said, “The next time he comes back, it will be the day of disaster.”

“How can you let him go?”The two dogs smelled, and were horrified, and then a series of curses were scolded.

“Curse the evil god and the time and space shuttle to break down, forever trapped in the void.”

"Curse the evil god to fly half, and is devoured by the emptiness of the beast."

“Curse the evil god is caught up in the space storm, and the soul and the body are stirred up into a dross.”

“Curse the evil god was hit by a meteorite and crushed...”

Suddenly, a peep, I don't know which curse to fulfill, Xuanyuan two dogs were struck by lightning in the chest, and the blood in his mouth poured out, and his face was white and bloodless.

Zhou Yan was shocked, he could feel that the life breath of Xuanyuan two dogs was passing quickly, and his body was as weak as paper.

“Didn’t you warn you not to talk?”

The two dogs could no longer be heard, and their eyes were gradually scattered.

Zhou Yan hastily locked his last wisp of spirit with the hanging needle method, and at the same time as the real air of the tree was poured, the word of the word of the hymn of heaven.

The ten-story hymn of heaven, with 50% of the lucky addition, can pick up the life, look at the two dogs of Xuanyuan's own creation.

The little witch saw that her hard-bodied dog legs were about to hang off, and suddenly she was anxious, the strength in the body was awakened, and the sacred prophecy of the ancient witch clan was blessed on the two dogs of Xuanyuan.

Busy, Xuanyuan two dog's life is picked up, but the mouth is completely sealed, lost the function of speech.

The little witch said, "Two dogs, you are satisfied, and it may be a good thing for you not to speak?"

The two dogs wanted to cry.