Chapter 522: goodbye montland
Mingyou's heart froze, looking at the miserable appearance of the middle-aged man next to him, a chill appeared on his back.
Seeing his companion's terrifying appearance with his mouth wide open and unable to make a sound, Mingyou knew how cruel this witchcraft was.
At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes and nose were all bleeding, and even in the skin, there were drops of blood oozing from the pores, which looked like a ghost. .
"This is just an appetizer, if you still don't plan to cooperate, then I'll start the main course." The old man said in a hoarse voice, looking at the miserable appearance of the middle-aged man, he seemed to be With a touch of enjoyment.
Ming You was stared at by the gloomy eyes of the old man, but his heart gradually relaxed, and he was powerless to return to the sky.
However, since the secrets of the underworld tribe are secrets, how can they be known to outsiders?
Ming You looked at the middle-aged man. This guy has been with him for so many years. Although he is sinister and vicious, he always thinks of him, but now he is going to die with him.
The middle-aged man seemed to have a feeling, and the **** eyes that could not even see the eyeballs turned around, and a smile appeared on his face that was twisted like a ghost, but it seemed even more of terror.
The old man suddenly felt that something was not right, but he couldn't say it for a while. The two were restrained by the witch god.
But just when he thought so, a faint light suddenly flashed between the eyebrows of Mingyou and the middle-aged man, and then, a terrifying power was emitting from their bodies. The witch **** was banned, but their bodies began to become illusory.
At this time, the old man's temples were dripping with cold sweat. If they just died like this, how could he explain to Lord Witch God?
At this moment, a soft moan sounded in the hall.
The sound was very light, but it sounded in the ears of everyone in the hall like a morning bell and a twilight drum, and even the soul seemed to be passed through by a burst of electricity, crisp and numb, and then it rose with an indescribable feeling The oppression of the edict.
"Who?"
"Your ancestor." A giggling voice came.
At the same time, the guards in the main hall also slumped to the ground.
Qi Bei's figure appeared in the hall. He looked at Mingyou and the middle-aged man who were still in a virtual state, and suddenly stretched out his hand to the center of their eyebrows.
"porphyry"
After a light sound, their bodies shook like a sieve, and then their bodies returned to their solid form.
This point of Qi Bei shocked both De Mingyou and the old man.
, but no matter how low-level, it is only compared to people of another level, which means that Qi Bei's strength has reached another level.
"Dragon Demon Qibei." Mingyou cried.
"Head of the Underworld, it's been a long time, what's going on here?" Qi Bei asked, but he didn't plan to lift the restrictions on them.
Mingyou smiled bitterly, and said, "It was like this when a witch **** took a fancy to it."
Qi Bei ignored him, guessed that he would not tell the truth, the witch **** should be looking at the secret of the underworld clan, the underworld clan has always been entangled with that mysterious force .
Qi Bei came to the old man and said, "Now, go and call out your master, let me see where it is sacred, the Wudi decree has been spread all over the Eastern Region, and I have not seen him go to worship what."
The old man was stunned for a moment, and said in a little panic: "Wudi decree? What Wudi decree?"
"I don't know? I don't know, forget it, let your master come out." Qi Bei didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, and said coldly.
The old man nodded, and a little gray awn in his hand disappeared into the air.
Qi Bei knew that this was the old man's method to inform the witch god, and he began to calculate in his heart that he had to squeeze some treasures out of the witch god's hands. The witch **** who has lived for so long and has not fallen is not ordinary. .
At this moment, Qi Bei suddenly felt a chill in his back, his eyes shrank, and his figure disappeared.
At the same time, a dark sea of blood flashed where he stood just now.
"Come out!" Qi Bei shouted violently, and a dragon claw was photographed in the void above the hall. The power of the rippling golden dragon was like a vast universe, capable of tearing everything apart.
Boom
Qi Bei smiled, but he was indeed a real witch god, he silently approached again, the dragon claws strangely pinched on the neck of the witch god.
However, as soon as Qi Bei's claws touched the body of the witch god, there was a familiar feeling.
"You are..." Qi Bei was stunned for a moment, and with a move of his divine sense, he broke the layer of mist that shrouded the witch god's face.
Suddenly, a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared in front of Qi Bei.
"Menglan." A name came to Qi Bei's mind, isn't this Menglan, the fifth lady of the destroyed Mongolian tribe? I remember that I got in with another identity and stayed with Meng Lan for a while. Speaking of which, the annihilation of the Mongolian tribe was the culprit. However, at that time, I gave her the head of the witch god. The inheritance of the witch god, so now he has grown into a real witch god.
Meng Lan also stared at Qi Bei blankly. This handsome face that she hated and hated had appeared in her mind countless times. She thought that it might be possible to meet Qi Bei again. But didn't expect it to be this way.
Qi Bei withdrew his hand, shook his head and smiled: "I didn't expect that we would meet again one day."
Meng Lan stared at Qi Bei blankly, as if she wanted to see the flowers on his face.
"Did I say I hate you?" Meng Lan asked quietly.
"I did, but you don't seem to have said that you love me." Qi Bei smiled.
Meng Lan pursed her lips and glanced at Qi Bei. Do you need to say something? It's just this ruthless man, why can he still stir up a big storm in her heart?
"Release their restrictions and go out for a walk with me." Qi Bei said to Meng Lan.
Meng Lan wants to refuse, is she so humble? She cried and begged him at the beginning, why does he still call her like this now, even if his strength is boundless? She will never compromise!
"Yeah." It's just that Meng Lan made such a big determination in her heart, but the tough words reached her throat, but they turned into a cat-like response, which made her really want to take a piece It's too embarrassing to hit the tofu to death.
Meng Lan groaned in her heart, waved her hand hatefully to lift the restraint on Ming You and the middle-aged man, and then flew out.
Qi Bei smiled and followed.
In the hall, Mingyou and the old man looked at each other. After a while, Mingyou coughed softly and said, "This dude, the so-called don't know each other, I think we have to get to know each other again."
The old man also supported with a smile, as if in an instant, the feud between them melted like ice and snow.
Qi Bei and Meng Lan were walking on the prairie outside the Ming tribe village, the wind was blowing gently, and there were various wild beasts running in the distance.
"What's going on with the Ming tribe?" After a long time, Qi Bei asked.
Meng Lan snorted and didn't answer, this guy, regardless of how she came over these years, asked about the Ming tribe as soon as he opened his mouth, which really **** her off.
Qi Bei touched his nose, stopped, reached out and patted Menglan's shoulder, and said, "If you feel bad, just vent it, I promise not to fight back or scold you. Pay back."
Qi Bei had a good impression of Meng Lan, but the situation at the time made him make another choice and it was still the same.
Qi Bei's words made Meng Lan's eyes quickly burst into tears, and in an instant, the tears fell like pearls.
Meng Lan, the fifth young lady, has always been known for her tenacity in the Mongolian tribe.
However, Meng Lan shed tears when she parted with Qi Bei many years ago, and now she sheds tears again when they meet again, as if Qi Bei was her nemesis.
Qi Bei was a little helpless. He raised his hand to try to wipe the tears from her face, but she was knocked out by her hand.
Taking a few deep breaths, Meng Lan’s tears evaporated.
"The underworld tribe has always been very mysterious. This tribe is a foreign tribe, but it can quickly take root here. It is difficult to stand on the basis of the **** of the underworld. There has always been a mysterious force behind him. After I became a witch god, I accidentally discovered that a camp commander of the Ming tribe had used a strange power that had never been seen before, which made me sure of this idea, but I didn't want to spend too much time investigating, so I came to the most direct Oh, I didn't expect you to intervene, and... the strength will become so powerful." Meng Lan said, and at the end, her tone was a little low, she thought that after she became a witch god, she would be able to catch up with Qi Bei, maybe she can still She surpassed him, but she did not expect that she would become a witch god, but she was even further away from Qi Bei.
Qi Bei nodded, it seemed that he was going to ask Mingyou.