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Although the daughter country of the human race is a dynasty, it even has the power of a dynasty.

According to legend, in that magical country, there is a mysterious spiritual field, with strange flowers planted in the field.

Every morning, a strange dew can be condensed, and a human girl can conceive after drinking the dew, and she can give birth to a baby girl after ten months of pregnancy.

Ji Xia thought about this, and looked at this ancient city, there was no male figure, and there were many powerful auras coming from many palaces.

"Here, is it the daughter country of the human race? The kingdom of the human race that is about to become an emperor?"

While Ji Xia was pondering, suddenly patches of dark clouds floated in the sky.

On the cloud, a girl with a pair of huge black wings, a bloodless face, and two sharp canine teeth stared coldly at the ancient city below with no expression on her front.

"Hand over the Liuli Lingtian, Mingjing Imperial Court will not have to die, we will retreat immediately!"

The crisp sound roared, resounding through the void.

Glazed Lingtian?

It must be the spiritual field where strange flowers can grow and magical dew can grow on the flowers.

These girl-like creatures with huge black wings are extremely powerful in battle, and Ji Xia can't perceive their true strength in the hazy clouds.

But to be able to threaten this daughter country of the human race that will soon be promoted to the imperial court, their strength will definitely not be weak.

However, what is the use of these winged girls in wanting the Liuli Lingtian?

They don't need men either?

Ji Xia was a little suspicious.

And Ji Xia still clearly remembers that Si Zhongzhu once said: "This kind of dew only affects the human race."

It is also true, if such a miraculous treasure can also have an effect on the creatures of the gods, then the Daughter Kingdom cannot always exist. I am afraid that it will be suppressed by a powerful existence that needs spiritual water. be deprived.

"Then why do these winged girls want the Liuli Lingtian? Take it back as a decoration?"

Ji Xia is wondering.

In the palace of the ancient city, there came a soft but majestic voice.

"The Obscure Moon Clan, you and our human race are also of the same origin, so why rush each other?"

Homologous

Ji Xia was at a loss.

But an extremely thin black-winged woman hurriedly flew out of the cloud, she said coldly: "I am a descendant of the Qingyue tribe, how can I have the same origin as your human race, Ming Jinghuang, don't talk nonsense!"

Her tone was hasty, her face was full of gloom, as if that voice had hit his weak spot.

Not only this very thin black-winged girl, but also the many black-winged girls standing above the cloud, were also suddenly enraged, filled with anger, and shouted and cursed one after another.

It seems to be of the same origin as the human race, which is a great shame.

Ming Jinghuang's voice came from the palace again, her tone was full of disdain: "The Obscure Moon Clan is just an accidental product of my human ancestors, I didn't expect that today, the Obscure Moon Clan has forgotten their ancestors and is unwilling to admit that they are the origin!"

These words are extremely heavy.

Almost slapped those black-winged girls in the face again.

The black-winged girls cursed angrily, not only threatening.

But Emperor Ming Jing didn't flinch at all, and sneered: "If there is no human blood flowing in your blood, this is a spiritual spring that only works on humans, so why do you come to snatch it from thousands of miles away?"

The black-winged girls froze for a moment.

The extremely skinny black-winged girl was about to refute.

But in the void, there was a handful of jet-black thrones floating.

With endless black clouds, covering the scorching sun.

On the throne, an emperor with a cold face, sharp eyes, enchanting figure, pale and cold face, with a prosperous face, sat on it.

As soon as she appeared, the two wings behind her seemed to replace the sky.

Under the cover of the wings, all kinds of visions continue to extend, and there are many divine techniques and mysterious techniques hanging high, turning into countless disasters and pressing across the void.

Under the void, dots of vortices are constantly rotating, devouring all spiritual energy, leaving pieces of vacuum.

Thousands of miles around, even tens of thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, were all suppressed by such power.

Once those divine arts and mystical techniques come under the wings, countless countries will be crushed into dust and dissipated in the world.

Ji Xia was in a daze.

Such power shocked him to the extreme.

He murmured: "This Black Wing exists, and he is an emperor! The Obscure Moon Clan is an imperial race."

Only then did Ji Xia understand why the Obscure Moon Clan was unwilling to admit their human bloodline.

How high is the imperial race.

As for the human race creatures, although there are a lot of them, they are extremely humble.

Even many hidden places of the human race are regarded as fat sheep to hunt wantonly and increase their background.

Under such circumstances, how could the Obscure Moon Clan be willing to have a relationship with the Human Clan as an imperial dynasty?

While Ji Xia was thinking wildly, he only listened to the scene in the center of his mind. The Emperor of the Obscure Moon looked down at the capital of Mingjing, and said, "It's because of a trace of blood and friendship that I don't intend to completely suppress Mingjing. You respect the emperor at the time of the mirror. Leaving the Liuli Lingtian, the Obscure Moon Clan will leave immediately without disturbing you, otherwise"

"Otherwise, what does the Black Moon Emperor want?"

A voice came from the ancient city of Mingjing: "The Liuli Lingtian has been refined by me. As long as I move my mind, it will be completely reduced to fly ash. If the Black Moon Emperor doesn't believe it, just give it a try."

She sneered and said: "My human race is in a lot of trouble, and I don't want to have anything to do with the general of the Emperor of the Moon. You brought people to deprive the Liuli Lingtian, just to kill me. Even if the human race dies, your wish will not be fulfilled."

Hei Yuedi looked at the ancient city expressionlessly.

Above the dark clouds, many black-wing powerhouses shouted loudly: "Emperor, suppress this human dynasty!"

"How dare you threaten Obscure Moon, trap them in the dark clouds, and gradually refine them!"

"Ming Jing is not yet an emperor, so he dares to be so arrogant. Once Ming Jing becomes an emperor, won't we never be able to obtain the Liuli Lingtian?"

They drank loudly and crisply.