In the civilization of the center of the earth, there has always been a rumor that the Nether Crow represents unknown. All those who see the Nether Crow will not survive for a year, even the strongest person will be the same.

This rumor has always been around, but no one knows what the Netherworld Crow looks like.

But Luo Tianji understood that the so-called Nether Crow is just a tool for those people to explore the way. Those who have seen Nether Crow are all prey targeted by those people, so they naturally cannot live for a year.

At this time, the dense dark crows in the sky completely enveloped the sky, and the ominous thing in the rumor has surrounded the holy city.

"You, send Zhang Xuan away." Luo Tianji pointed at the man who stood in front and had a 150-meter-long heroic spirit.

The man turned around and walked into a room without any extra nonsense.

Luo Tianji looked at the Nether Crow in the sky and took a deep breath: "Kill!"

"kill!"

The shouts of killing rose into the sky.

Tens of thousands of figures in the Holy Kingdom rushed straight into the sky, entangled with the endless Nether Crow, and black blood scattered from the sky and fell into the holy city. The towering walls melted by almost one-tenth of them in a short time.

The sky was dark, and the creatures in the center of the earth seemed to feel this ominousness, and no one of them came out to make a sound.

The person who was named Luo Tianji and sent Zhang Xuan away, carried Zhang Xuan, who was still in a coma, and rushed to the center of the holy city, where there was a passage that could directly reach the surface.

Just as the man came to the entrance of the passage with Zhang Xuan on his back, a figure appeared. Her figure was beautiful and her eyebrows were filled with a temptation. It was fatal to a man. Every move she made was extremely tempting. She was a real witch.

"Where do you want to go with this little guy on his back?" The witch blocked the passage and looked at the man carrying Zhang Xuan.

The man carrying Zhang Xuan was tied to his back with a thick rope. He looked at the witch in front of him. From this witch, he felt a huge crisis.

The character with a 150-meter heroic spirit is no exaggeration to say that he can definitely crush the Lord, but at this time, he felt sweat on his forehead. He had not taken action yet, but he felt a kind of oppression from this witch, and it turned out like this.

"How about putting this little guy down?" The witch stretched out her waist. The black clothes on her body only covered the most important parts. The slender waist was filled with endless temptation, making people unable to help but want to hug them in their arms.

But the man with Zhang Xuan on his back did not dare to have any thoughts. Taking advantage of the moment the witch stretched out his waist, his speed suddenly exploded and rushed into the passage.

"Hey, why don't you chat with me more?" The witch showed a resentful look on her face, and she hooked her fingers.

The person carrying Zhang Xuan was just as the witch hooked her finger, and she was fixed there, and it was difficult to make any moves.

The witch walked to the man in a lotus step, with a charming look on his face, "Little brother, I haven't talked to others for decades. Why do you ignore me? Do you know that you really hate this, it's not liked at all. If this happens, I'll kill you."

As the witch spoke, she reached out to touch the man's cheek and gently stroked the other person's side face. Suddenly, the witch's nails swelled up. The nails that were sharper than the blade pierced into the man's side face, and five terrifying blood holes were opened on his face.

Under such strong pain, this man could not make any moves. He let out a painful growl in his throat, which was particularly strange.

"Gee!" The witch covered her mouth and giggled, her laughter as pleasant as a silver bell. "It's fun, it's so fun. I haven't played like this for a long time!"

The witch had a strong smile on her face, but the next second, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, "But, before playing, there is one more important thing to deal with. This little guy is my goal."

The witch's fingertips were slid, and the rope that fixed Zhang Xuan was completely cut off.

Zhang Xuan's body fell off.

The witch reached out and wanted to catch Zhang Xuan.

At this moment, a black sword light broke through the sky and headed straight for the witch.

The witch's face suddenly changed. She felt the black sword light, but she wanted to hide, but it was too late. The black sword light slashed on the witch and directly smashed the witch into the depths of countless meters underground.

The person who was fixed by the witch recovered his ability to move at this time without any hesitation. He had no time to re-fix Zhang Xuan, and grabbed Zhang Xuan's arms and rushed into the passage.

In a distant place.

Xuantian took back the giant sword behind him.

Opposite Xuantian, a man looked at him and said coldly: "Waring against me and having to help others, don't you take me seriously?"

"Why should I take you seriously?" Xuan Tian looked strange, "Is this little guy behind you?"

Xuantian's opponent has a heroic spirit of nearly 500 meters.

But in Xuantian's eyes, these five hundred meters of heroic spirits were the so-called little guy.

The person standing opposite Xuantian showed hatred, "Human, you are too arrogant."

"Human?" Xuantian raised his eyebrows gently, "You claim to be the so-called god, but I think you don't have any great skills. You are just guarding this so-called Tianmen. Calculate the time, it's time to open this Tianmen, right?"

When Xuantian said this, he turned his head and asked the Holy Lord behind him.

The Holy Lord was wearing a white mask and squatting there, wondering what to do. Li Yongcai, Donald, Sister Bo and others all surrounded him and looked at him curiously.

"It will take a while, but it doesn't matter. Senior Xuantian, this one can be killed."

"Okay." Xuantian nodded. He talked to the Holy Lord, just like chatting with him.

The Holy Lord was not worried about whether Xuantian could kill this 500-meter-long heroic spirit. The name of ghosts and gods was nothing more than just a talk.

At this time, the place where they are, there is countless distances from the white holy city of the Holy Heaven Kingdom. Even if the Lord-level powerful people are rushing to the full speed, it will take several days.

In front of the passage of the Holy Heavenly Kingdom, the witch who was smashed into the ground got up. She wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at the sky with horror. She was afraid of the black sword light just now.

Seeing that the man was about to rush into the passage with Zhang Xuan on his back, the witch screamed, stretched out her five fingers, and lit up her light and grabbed the man.

Seeing the witch's attack arrive, the man threw Zhang Xuan into the passage without thinking. He turned around and faced the witch's attack head-on. Under the witch's attack, he could not resist at all, but he had a smile on his face and said the last sentence of his life.

"The Lord and subordinates are fortunate to be unfair."
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