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In the hall, the emperor Shiga and the black fog and others talked about Zhenghuan.

These days, Emperor Jingtian was also suppressed by the Tianquing, and he also slammed his stomach.

At this time, the night of the nine nights suddenly brought people to say that it was possible to deal with the Tian Mo Ting. Although Emperor Jingtian was happy, he did not fully believe it.

After all, Emperor Jingtian thought that among the ninety-nine places, the forces that can compete with the Tian Mo Ting almost did not exist.

It can be guaranteed for nine nights, and Dijingtian can only believe.

After he met the black fog and other people, he was also shocked by the strength of the other side.

Especially after seeing the black fog showing the "sacred pattern", Dijingtian was directly convinced.

"Black brother, you can see the Emperor's demon family, and deal with the Tian Mo Ting, it is an honor for the Emperor. From now on, you are the brother of my Emperor Sedum, as long as it can produce the holy pattern in large quantities, the emperor family You can use all the human and material resources."

The chat between Dijingtian and Black Fog has been around until the moon.

Emperor Jingtian immediately ordered the black fog and other people to stay in the other houses of the emperor family, and arranged extra places for the black riding camp.

"The Emperor's family is assured that the sacred pattern will be prepared as soon as possible. At that time, it can be used to deal with the Heavenly Devil."

The black fog is also a smile on the face, with the black elders leaving the emperor.

As soon as the emperor's house was opened, the black elders on the side could not help but ask.

"Black fog, you promised the emperor's family streak, will it be too sloppy. After all, we can't directly mass-produce the streak, not to mention the use of the holy pattern to control the demon."

The wrinkles, that is, the holy lines in the black mist, are the biggest killers in the hands of the black fog.

That kind of wrinkles, the knife and gun are difficult to enter, and can be infinitely multiplied.

It can be made, but it is not easy.

Unless there is a coffin in hand, the alchemist at the level of the black elders can only be manufactured in small quantities.

If you were in the realm of the gods, they had a lot of filth in their hands, or if they had a sigh of sorrow, it would be a few more emperors, and they were not afraid.

The conditions for maturity are extremely harsh, especially in places like the ninety-nine.

Therefore, I only heard the black fog in order to reach an agreement with the parents of the emperor, and promised to use a lot of wrinkles, the black elders were directly guilty.

"Black elders, you are too cautious. We can't do mass production at the moment, but you should also know that the mouth in the human world has entered maturity. As long as our corpse will be that mouth. It's only a matter of time before you bring it back. It's time for me to let the entire ninety-nine places know the strength of our bright collar.

Situ black fog laughed.

Counting the days, the mouthfuls have been crouched for thousands of years, mature at this time, and it is true that God is helping the bright collar.

"The words are correct. If you don't arrive in a day, you can't take it lightly. Even if Sun Xueyu is here, if she tells us the identity of the emperor family, I am afraid that the other party may not be willing to cooperate with us. After all, our enemies are not as simple as the seals, but the entire ninety-nine."

The black elders are worried that he is older than black fog and considers more thoughtful.

They have gone from the gods to the aliens, and for a while they have not contacted the corpses of the human world.

The woman of Changsun Xueyu will not reveal our identity. After all, she stayed in the ninety-nine places, which violated the rules of thirty-three days. The bright monarch let us black ride alone to the ninety-nine places, but also to hide people's eyes and ears. The long-term Sun Xueyu is a wise man, and naturally will not destroy each other's rules.

Black fog does not worry about this.

"But to put it bluntly, what happened to the corpse, it didn't take back the meditation for so long."

The black fog frowned.

Qingyi last contacted him more than ten days ago.

For such a long time, the meditation should have matured.

After the black fog returned to the other houses of the Emperor's family, he tried to contact the youth.

"Ok?"

The black fog tried a few times and found that the other side did not respond at all.

"Strange, the breath of the corpse seems to have disappeared completely."

The face of the black fog is weird.

"It's not just the corpse, but the corpses and the scent of the scorpion have disappeared."

The black elder face is more ugly.

The darkness and the scent of the corpse, like being wiped out at once, all disappeared.

There have been thousands of years in the world, and there has never been a situation where there is no breath.

"How is this possible? The meditation is already in the semi-mature period. It is reasonable to say that it is mature."

The black fog began to sit on the ground.

The dark collar to the ninety-nine places, this is concealed, the most important thing is the darkness of the ritual, the number of carrying is even more limited.

Except for the dark burial that was buried in the human world, they were carrying a half-mature meditation.

"Black fog adults, it seems that they can only contact us with another piece of chess placed in the human world. Another murderer."

The black elders indulged for a moment and proposed.

"It can only be so, but be careful not to expose the identity of the other party."

The black fog frowned.

Losing the black elders to be cautious, not just arranging a corpse.

But the black elders took out an ancient mirror, accompanied by the singer of the black elders, which was covered with rattan-like black lines.

A figure appears in front of the mirror as the sculpt climbs over the mirror.

The figure, like the black fog, was wearing a armor mask on the face, revealing a pair of eyes.

Although it is also a corpse, the status of the corpse is obviously much higher than that of the summer palace.

The mask shows that he is also a member of the black ride.

Obviously, the time he joined the Dark Lord was earlier than the Green.

"Black captain, black elder."

The man saw two people and bowed his hand.

"Catch the corpse on the 10th, have you returned to the human world?"

The black elder asked.

"The subordinates have returned to the human world and completed the task of the dark collar. The meditation has been buried in the most suitable place and began to try to regain control of the human world."

The other party screamed back.

"Yes, you are the best corpse in the 99th place. Everything will follow your plan. There is one more thing. I want to ask you. You know, what happened to Xia Du, the emperor of the great summer? thing?"

The black elder asked.

"In the summer, these days, there has been a big change. The Ye family rebelled, and Xia Di, who has been under house arrest, has been robbed. The forces of the Eight Diagrams Tianmen have been hit hard. The Xia Du people fled, and the Tianmen forces have already withdrawn. Xia Du."

The other side knows the situation in the big summer.

"Yejia?"

The black elders obviously don't know much about this so-called human sphere.