69novels Chapter 290
Chapter 290
His parents fell into the hands of Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, and Yang Ming didn't have much to do for a while.
However, the Dragon Prince Ao Bai captured his parents, it seems that he has other uses, and he will not put them to death for a while, which is a great fortune in misfortune.
Of course, or in this, there is also the dragon prince Ao Bai who is worried that Yang Ming has resurrection props in his hand and can resurrect his parents at any time, so he did not take their lives for the time being.
But no matter what, the beam of the Dragon Palace and Yang Ming can be regarded as knotted, and only blood and death can be washed away!
The ink-like picture disappeared, and finally it seemed that the voice of the dragon prince Ao Bai was angry and corrupted, Yang Ming's eyes were as deep and cold as an abyss, and even the black shadow heroes under his command did not dare to approach when they saw Yang Ming's terrifying appearance, so as not to suffer from the pond fish.
After taking a few deep breaths in place, Yang Ming finally temporarily pressed the killing intent in his chest.
"Now is not the time to settle accounts with the Dragon Palace, first uproot the evil god forces that invaded Mercury."
Yang Ming's eyes flickered a few times, turned around and walked back, found that Bing Bing had not left, shook his head, and did not go forward to reminisce.
Originally, Yang Ming did not have much free time after serving as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and now that his parents have fallen into the hands of Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, Yang Ming's sense of urgency has been raised to the extreme, and he has no time to socialize and talk about love.
Finding that Yang Ming did not pay attention to himself, but stepped straight on the back of the Star Devourer, Bingbing was fiercely grabbed in his heart, only feeling mixed tastes, as if there were countless bottles and jars of seasoning bottles broken, and there was a bleak look in his beautiful eyes.
Watching the giant planet devourer slowly rise into the air, his vision gradually shrunk into a black spot, Bing Bing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something redeeming, but in the end it turned into a sigh, floating in the air, only a heart darkened.
With a hint of bitterness at the corner of Bingbing's mouth, he secretly said:
"He is really a very good man!"
The slightly resentful and bitter words dissipated like her sigh, unknown to Yang Ming.
The Star Devourer rose directly above the troposphere, and the awe-inspiring wind wrinkled the clothes on Yang Ming's body, scattering the bangs in front of his forehead, only a pair of eagle falcon-like sharp eyes did not have the slightest sense of fatigue, as usual perseverance and determination.
Ao Bai, the prince of the Dragon Palace, thought that by capturing his parents, he would be able to break Yang Ming's will, which was really underestimating him!
From the moment Yang Ming accepted Yan Huang, the strongest professional inheritance of the Terran race, his heart was already mentally prepared to deal with any difficulties!
The more the alien race tried to defeat him, the more Yang Ming would not do what they wanted!
He will eventually step on the accumulated bones of countless alien races and be proud of the heavens and all worlds!
The piercing sound of breaking wind whistled in the ears, and the Star Devourer flew high in the sky at a very fast speed, and from the ground, only a meteor-like existence could be seen across the sky, and the other party disappeared in a blink of an eye, only a long air layer tail left behind him, showing the traces of the other party.
The alien players of the Evil God camp thought that this time they would be able to hide from the sky and divide the sea soldiers into two ways, but this time after Yang Ming was prepared, one of the alien players who went all the way to hunt the little dragon was monitored by Yang Ming from the air.
The entire Mercury is now the prototype of Yang Ming's Divine Kingdom, and the alien players led by the Demon Race Tianjiao Daowei are all under Yang Ming's control.
Purgatory Yalong is located in the extreme north, here is a deserted extremely cold area, covered by thick ice and snow all year round, overlooking from the sky, everywhere is a white landscape, the oxygen content in the air is extremely low, in this place it is extremely difficult to obtain oxygen by breathing, ordinary people need oxygen cylinders here to assist breathing, otherwise there is the possibility of lack of oxygen.
Yang Ming's physique attributes are excellent, but he can avoid the two harsh weather environments of lack of oxygen and extreme cold.
Yang Ming was not in a hurry, but sat on the back of the Planet Devourer, monitoring the dynamics of alien players from a distance of thousands of meters.
Because, Yang Ming has found that in this group of alien players, basically none of them are weak, all alien players are the best in the clan, especially the demon race led by Tianjiao Daowei, who has already touched the realm of demigods, is a demigod Yan Demon, with extremely strong power.
The number of alien players who fought against Xiaolong all the way reached two hundred, each of them was fully armed, and the quality of the equipment on their bodies was at least purple bottom, which showed that their wealth was rich, allowing them to exert their strength far beyond the same level.
Yan Demon Dowell wagged his tail a little unpleasantly, the orange-red flame on the tail looked a little sluggish, for any demon race, the extremely cold place is a bitter place, because this environment will restrict them to exert their own strength, so that any skills they issue, the effect will be reduced, and demons have always liked to live in places full of magma and sulfur smells, the Far North This place where birds do not, it is simply abhorrent to the devil.
"How long until I can reach Purgatory Along?"
Dawell turned his head and looked at an elven player.
Being stared at by Dowell's pair of red pupils full of evil, this elven player only felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being noticed by a predator at the top of the food chain, and if he was not careful, he would be eaten by the other party.
The elven player knew very well that this was not his illusion, but a fact that it was very likely to happen.
The abyss world has been more funny since ancient times, it is a chaotic, evil and disorderly world, anything can happen, so the demon race players who come out of the abyss world are usually not normal in their brains and cannot measure what they think with the thinking of normal people.
If the elven player can't give Dowell a satisfactory answer, Dowell is likely to wrench his head off and kick him as a ball!
Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat that spilled from his forehead, the elven player said carefully:
"Soon, it's fast, it's about ten minutes away."
"Ten minutes is too long, I'll borrow your heart as a snack to relieve boredom."
Dropping such a sentence, Dawell ignored the horrified expressions on the faces of elven players and other alien players, and his right hand stabbed directly into the chest of the other party like lightning, took out a living heart from it, and threw it into his mouth and bit it.