At this time, Nangong Aotian and Lan Ling'er were still in that bedroom. When Nangong Aotian brought Lan Ling'er into the alien space, there was no time to leave here. Of course, he had already discovered the abnormality of this room.
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"We...we are still here. What should I do?" Lan Ling'er felt indescribable panic when she saw this bedroom.
"Haha, you guys run again? I see how you can run out this time, hahaha," as soon as Nangong Aotian and the others appeared, Cao Yucheng and the others immediately discovered Nangong Aotian's breath, and at the same time he was heading towards the room at the same time.
Come over.
"Ling'er, this room is not big. We are here to take action. They cannot be besieged us. It is not good for us to go out." Nangong Aotian said, holding Lan Ling'er, who was a little weak in his arms.
"But their strength seems to be the lowest, all of them are Martial Masters. Can we escape?" Lan Ling'er was hugged by Nangong Aotian and said softly.
At this time, Cao Yucheng and two warriors with primary strength of the Martial Saint had already rushed into the room. Of course, this room could only accommodate these few people at this time. No matter how many, everyone would be unable to exercise their skills.
"Nangong Aotian, right? I really admire your courage and wisdom, but what I admire even more is that I dare to take risks alone for a woman." At this time, Murong Boyi was already standing at the door of this bedroom.
"Remember, just stay by my side later, don't move it away, I will protect you." Nangong Aotian let go of Lan Ling'er in his arms at this time and said firmly.
"I understand." Lan Ling'er finally responded softly.
"Hmph! Nangong Aotian, Lei Feng. I really couldn't imagine that these two names that I hate to the core belong to you alone. But fortunately, these two people will disappear from this continent from now on." Murong
Ba Yi looked at Nangong Aotian with angry flames, "Kill him for me."
Just when Lan Ling'er was a little worried, a puppet suddenly appeared beside Nangong Aotian. A puppet seemed to have a faint fluorescent light all over. The aura emitted by the puppet was faintly greater than the primary strength of the Martial Saint. And
At the same time, Nangong Aotian's aura suddenly surged. Nangong Aotian's hand had an extra knife, a shining sword with cold light, and an Ice and Fire Aotian Sword.
When Nangong Aotian held the Ice and Fire Aotian Sword in his hand, the momentum of Nangong Aotian began to surge even more crazily, and a powerful energy gradually spread. At the same time, the skeleton king beside Nangong Aotian was here
At that time, he also exuded a powerful aura.
"How is it possible? The strength of the Martial Saint!!!"
Feeling the extremely powerful energy fluctuations in Nangong Aotian's body, Murong Boyi and Cao Yucheng's eyes widened. They were already very proud of Nangong Aotian's strength. But at this time, they still didn't think of the facts in front of them.
"This bad guy actually has such terrifying strength. It seems that this guy has gained a lot of benefits during this glorious holy land trip, otherwise his strength should be lower. It seems that Zi Ning is right,
The bastard is really so powerful." While feeling Nangong Aotian's powerful aura, Lan Ling'er also saw Cao Yucheng and Murong Boyi's slightly color-changing face. She had a new understanding of Nangong Aotian's strength and also had a new understanding of Qin Zining.
I have also gained a new understanding of what I said about Nangong Aotian.
Of course, no matter how surprised Mo Rongyi and his determination to get rid of Nangong Aotian still did not change at all. Not only did they not change at this time, but their determination to kill Nangong Aotian has become even more indestructible. After all, Nangong Aotian
The stronger they are, the more dangerous they may be in the future.
"snort!"
At this time, Cao Yucheng and two other primary martial artists who had broken into the bedroom had gathered their fighting spirit at the same time and punched Nangong Aotian.
Nangong Aotian felt the powerful energy attacking him. With a flash, his clone appeared next to Nangong Aotian again. He and the Skeleton King just surrounded Lan Ling'er in the middle. At the same time, Nangong Aotian's clone
He and the Skeleton King also raised their huge fists to meet the two energy sources.
At this moment, Nangong Aotian moved.
Nangong Aotian did not attack anyone, but directly activated the acceleration function on the wrist guard and the acceleration function of the Thunder Wings, and then soared into the sky.
"boom!!"
Cao Yucheng and the three junior warriors of the Martial Saints, and Nangong Aotian's Skeleton King and the combined force of the original clone, instantly bombarded each other. A powerful energy shocked both sides to retreat four or five steps backwards at the same time.
Although Lan Ling'er in the middle had all her might to defend the Dou Qi armor, the aftermath of this energy still made her feel uncomfortable. Of course, at this time, he was still blocked by the Skeleton King and Nangong Aotian's original clone.
Otherwise, Lan Ling'er's situation will be very bad now.
"not good."
"boom!"
Just as the energy of the two sides collided together, the sound of Mo Rong's game sounded at the door, and at the same time, a huge sound came from above the top of his head.
It turned out that just when the energy of both sides collided, Nangong Aotian had already used the floating glimpse to reach the roof of the bedroom.
Nangong Aotian knew that no matter how strong the walls of this house were, the roof would not be very strong. And at this time, if you want to break through and surround and leave the house, this roof would probably be the only way.
In fact, the roof of this mansion is also very strong, but this is how terrifying Nangong Aotian's strength is. While exercising the fighting spirit, Nangong Aotian has already activated his spiritual power together, and two extremely powerful energy bombarded the roof together.
Up, a huge hole was blown out of the roof.
At this time, Cao Yucheng and the three martial artists in the Martial Saint level had gained a foothold. The people outside were too small to rush in together for a while. Murong Boyi, who was watching the fun at the door, had already retreated at this time.
At this time, he naturally knew that his strength would never rush into the battle group.
Although Murong Gaming has also gained a lot of benefits in the alien space of that glorious holy land, his strength is only at level 5 of Martial Master, which is still a long way from Nangong Aotian. Of course, he is not
Dare to venture into the bedroom.
In this way, Nangong Aotian had such a little time.
Without any stagnation, Nangong Aotian had quickly landed on the ground with the recoil force that was shattered.
As the gravel was flying around, Nangong Aotian didn't care about anything else. He had already hugged Lan Ling'er's slender waist, put away the Skeleton King, and soared into the sky again, flying towards the big hole on the roof.
The speed is really as fast as lightning.
"Chasing me, hurry up!!" Although Murong Boyi had already moved to another room at this time, he was still shouting desperately.
At this time, Cao Yucheng and two other warriors in the Martial Saint level were ready to chase Nangong Aotian, and at the same time, the door of the mansion had been opened. The warriors in the house also flew out from the main hall gate.
Cao Yucheng flew up and a powerful energy bombarded him. This was Nangong Aotian's own clone. At this time, Nangong Aotian's original clone, Nangong Aotian, did not disperse, but was responsible for breaking the rear here.
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Feeling a powerful energy bombarding him, the three martial saints who were originally planning to pursue Nangong Aotian had to face Nangong Aotian's clone at this time.
Nangong Aotian held Lan Ling'er's slender waist and soared into the sky. At the same time, the amplification effect of two spiritual rings had been activated. At this time, Nangong Aotian's flight speed was extremely fast. Now he is the average level 5 strength of the martial saint.
It is not very likely that the warrior would catch up with Nangong Aotian.
"You. Have you cultivated your fighting spirit to the level of Martial Master?" Lan Ling'er was held in Nangong Aotian's arms and felt that she was indescribable. She couldn't help but be curious about Nangong Aotian's
It's strength.
"Now it's the primary level of the Martial Saint, a silly girl." Nangong Aotian said with a smile.
"Don't call me girl." Lan Ling'er looked up at Nangong Aotian with some dissatisfaction and coquettishness. However, Lan Ling'er was even more shocked by Nangong Aotian's strength.
"Why are you so careless? Fortunately, I sneaked into their camp this time and got the news of where you were taken by them. Otherwise, the consequences would be unpredictable. Do you know?" Nangong Aotian was not very good at this time.
Care about whether these warriors can catch up with him. Nangong Aotian still has absolute confidence in his speed. Unless the other party has a warrior above the level 6 of the Martial Saint, and is still good at speed, he wants to catch up with him.
It is almost impossible. After all, Nangong Aotian, who was originally extremely fast, has reached a very terrifying level under the auxiliary effects of Thunder Wings and Spirit Rings.
"I just went to participate in the battle, but I was accidentally caught by them." Lan Ling'er said with some depression.
"Next time, you are not allowed to go to the battlefield alone. Where can you do what you can do if you are so dangerous?" Nangong Aotian frowned and scolded.
"You have to care." Lan Ling'er muttered in a low voice.
"Look at how dangerous this time, if I hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable." Nangong Aotian said helplessly, "Even if I want to go to the battlefield in the future, I must tell me, so that at least I can protect you."
"Who cares about you protecting me?" Lan Ling'er muttered silently in her heart, but did not say this. For some reason, Lan Ling'er felt that she liked listening to Nangong Aotian's words very much.
Feeling the softness of the beauty in her arms, Nangong Aotian felt very comfortable holding Lan Ling'er at this time. Unfortunately, Lan Ling'er was a little confused at this time. She didn't know what she was thinking for a while, but her mind was not a whole lot.
Blank.
Finally, Nangong Aotian flew back to the top of Yinyue City with Lan Ling'er in his arms.
"Let me go, you big radish in the heart of a flower." Lan Ling'er struggled in Nangong Aotian's arms.
"I have been hugging for so long, I'm afraid I'll hug it for a while." Knowing that I was safe, Nangong Aotian lowered his head and looked at Lan Ling'er with a blushing face and couldn't help but tease, "Don't forget you're still wearing my clothes."
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"You... you bullied me." Lan Ling'er struggled hard, but she couldn't break free from Nangong Aotian's arms. For some reason, she felt a sense of grievance in her heart and couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice. At this time, Lan Ling'er
The grievance in her heart was not entirely because of Nangong Aotian holding her at this time. The more important reason was because of the shock that Murong Boyi had brought to her in that bedroom just now. At this time, her mind was a little complicated.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you go, I'll let you go, don't cry, as long as you stop crying, I promise you everything, be good." Nangong Aotian was the most shameful woman to cry, especially the woman she loved crying
At this time, seeing tears flowing in Lan Ling'er's eyes, Nangong Aotian felt a little pity and panic. He let go of Lan Ling'er and looked at the beauty in front of him and said hurriedly.
"This bad guy seems to be afraid that I will cry. It turns out that it is not very difficult to deal with this guy." Lan Ling'er was originally very aggrieved. When she saw Nangong Aotian's anxious look, she couldn't help but feel a little stunned and immediately thought of herself.
When she cried last time, Nangong Aotian seemed to be very anxious, and that time she gave her a magic gun.
Thinking of the Demon Spirit Spear, Lan Ling'er suddenly felt an unspeakable emotion in her heart. Before she knew it, she felt a little confused. But she couldn't help but stop crying.
"I didn't do anything about you again. Look at you, crying so much, my eyes turned red." Nangong Aotian saw Lan Ling'er stop crying, and his heart relaxed slightly, and then he said with some dissatisfaction, "Isn't it just hugging me?"
You can do it, as for it?"
"I'm not allowed to hug you. Hum!" Lan Ling'er recovered from her faint dazed moment. Listening to Nangong Aotian's slightly dissatisfied words, for some reason, not only did she not feel that Nangong Aotian just hugged her just now.
He was invading himself, but instead felt that Nangong Aotian's complaint was a little funny at this time. Of course, Lan Ling'er would not laugh at this time. However, two red clouds flew out of her charming pretty face.