Chapter 844 Her choice, follow the arrangement of the heart
Yan Ye kept holding Bei Tinghuang's hand, and when his words fell, Bei Tinghuang could feel that the hand held by him tightened slightly.
She knew very well that Yan Ye was nervous, what did he want to see? In that great battle ten thousand years ago, between the Yanmotian Clan and the Temple of Judgment, during the war, the Devil Emperor’s wife fell? Or, later on, the Devil Emperor led an army to attack the Temple of Judgment, and the entire thirty-three days fell into catastrophe. In the end, the Devil Emperor tore apart the space and divided a complete world into three, forming the current world pattern?
But no matter what, Bei Tinghuang had to admit that this man was very powerful and affectionate.
For a moment, Bei Tinghuang couldn't tell what was going on in her heart. She wanted to be that woman, but she didn't want to be that woman. Although she knew very well that people like Yan Ye, after reaching this level, would not value the appearance of people like the secular people, but the soul and spirit, but she still felt a little grudge in her heart.
In the dark world, Yan Ye lowered his eyes, and the figure of Bei Tinghuang was still clearly reflected in his purple pupils. The boy's eyes were dark and bright, like the twinkling stars in the winter night, his delicate white chin, Such as the beautiful arc of magnolia petals.
He didn't say which battlefield to let Bei Tinghuang choose, the ancient **** of creation? Or did the Devil Emperor and Empress participate in it thousands of years ago? He is very clear that no matter how powerful his emperor is, no matter how powerful he is, he will definitely not be as good as the mother of the earth among the gods of creation, who is the true **** who created the world. What Bei Tinghuang cares about is strength, no matter how she chooses, Yan Ye will not be disappointed.
Bei Tinghuang closed her eyes, and sure enough, she seemed to be standing in front of the light curtain again, and scenes like flowers swirled around her quickly, and she saw the spirit **** who led thousands of spiritual masters to kill and fight in ancient times , I saw the demon **** who led all beasts to fight, and I also saw the mother of the earth holding a soft silver sword to protect the creatures in the world...
In the ear is the sound of drums beating rumblingly, like a lightning strike, and the roars of ancient monsters make people tremble, the collision of spiritual power and black magic power explodes bright light, flesh and blood fly, and the end of the nose can Smelling the smell of blood flowing like a river, the earth seems to be splitting, the space seems to be torn apart, the powerful energy shakes the human soul, and it seems that there is power tearing one's body.
Beitinghuang just felt a little out of breath. War, war, the strong fighting spirit was crushed by the huge energy, the stimulating smell of blood, and the pleasure of killing, forming a kind that can inspire people to fight. the power of.
A flash of light flashed in her heart, and a figure seemed to come towards her from ancient times. He was dressed in a purple brocade robe, with a black mask covering his entire face, leaving only a pair of purple pupils, overlooking the world coldly. He stood on the head of a huge dragon. The purple dragon body covered the entire sky. The strong wind rolled up his robe. His hands were as white as jade on a huge dragon horn, and the other Holding a huge purple sword engraved with intricate patterns, a light and arrogant voice resounded between heaven and earth: "Mingxiu, what is the skill of always letting a woman help you out to charge the battle? If you have the ability, accompany me!" I swear to the death!"
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