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"Hahaha, the body of Hongmeng, the descendant of Panhuang, is trembling in front of my dark king today, suppressed by me like a dead dog. It's so refreshing, so refreshing!" King Ye sat on the throne with his face, and they finally Arrive at the Palace of the Dark King.
This is a black city suspended in the void, millions of miles in size. Under the heavy pressure, there is an incomparable dark power, especially in the core. It seems that the dark general trend of the entire world is condensed here and poured into it. A city.
And Qin Hao's clone was locked under the city by the nine dark city lords. There were countless dark people around him pointing at him, but most of them showed disdain and respect for their king.
"Dead dog, how does it taste? Kill my 50 billion dark warriors and use your body to compensate for this blood debt. Don't worry, I will let you live and leave you with a ray of spiritual thought. In this endless darkness Here, countless people of darkness pay their respects. When I conquer Tianxuan, I will make your master the King of Light. No, she is not a king yet. I will make her my woman and let you" Ye The king roared, roared, and kept venting.
It is almost certain that he is an extremely perverted guy, but before he finished speaking, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly opened, with blazing flames burning in his eyes.
This made all the Dark City Lords stunned, because their dark shackles could absorb all blood, and coupled with the confinement of the dark cage, it was impossible to exert any spiritual power and blood. Once Qin Hao struggled, the blood would be The shackles and cage were absorbed, and finally transformed into the power to imprison Qin Hao himself.
"Hmph, you dare to glare at me, you are so presumptuous, I will dig out your divine eyes later, just wait" King Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses.
"The Holy Law of Control, Three Thousand Incarnations, the Art of Strike!" Suddenly, a voice came from the body of Qin Hao's clone.
"Boom"
With a loud noise, Qin Hao's clones exploded, forcibly tearing open the shackles and prisons. The clones appeared again one after another, with blood and energy soaring to the sky, ninety thousand miles high, reaching the peak of darkness. The clones were filled with terrifying power of control. The dark situation suddenly became chaotic and was suppressed by three thousand clones.
"You are just a poor thing who was abused when you were young. I said that I will beat the shit out of you. Even though you are a spiritual body, you don't have shit!" Qin Hao's original tone was very firm. Even if he didn't, he would still get rid of it. The guy was beaten out of his body.
"Youyou are not imprisoned!" King Ye was shocked, as were the nine dark city lords. They felt the terrifying oppression from Qin Hao. This oppression directly restricted the power of darkness. It seemed that Qin Hao He is the king who controls all the general trends, but the Night King is not.
"Kill!" Just as the Dark City Lord twisted the chain to break Qin Hao's clone, in their eyes, it was just a matter of imprisoning Qin Hao once. Qin Hao's power was getting stronger, but his clone was also fragile. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com