Take your son to get married

Chapter 447
The eighth level of other people cares about her affairs, let alone Xuan Tianhao's enemy, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, so she doesn't have to care about it.

At that moment, his hand slowly stroked her abdomen, and all the love and hatred were given to the fetus in the womb.

As long as the child is safe, she is fine.

In summer, the warm sun shines down from the sky, so warm that the blood-stained mountains and rivers want to rest.

The sky is as blue as blue, without a trace of white clouds.

Cicadas chirping and birds chirping, summer is boring.

The days passed by, and in this boring time, Mo Qianchen took several months to walk the distance, and Feng Shukuang flew to the capital of the human race in just two days and nights with the fastest warm bird of the orc race, the roc. .

Invading the red blood waterfall, ferocious mountains and rivers.

The strong smell of blood wafted in the surrounding mountains, the high cliffs and the old scene made Feng Shukuang's eyes turn red when he saw it.

This place, this damned weird place, almost killed him. If his mother hadn't given him something to save his life, he was forcibly summoned back to his mother in an instant, and he would have been killed by this blood waterfall a long time ago. devoured.

Damn it, and now Mo Qianchen...

A flying body jumped off the warm bird, and Feng Shukuang flew down towards the blood waterfall in a threatening manner.

Stepping up to the top of Luoshen Peak, Feng Shukuang looked at the tumbling blood waterfall in front of him, opened his arms suddenly, and bowed his body slightly.

Immediately, the tight and streamlined back stretched out three pairs of long wings with a whirring sound, each of which was almost ten meters long, and the six black wings danced slowly in the sky. The boundless dark aura surged, as if the ancient demon god descended, dark and extremely murderous.

The six wings were fanned, and the divine light filled the entire mountain top, and the surrounding air flow was immediately reversed, and water could not enter from all directions.

Thick murderous intent flashed in the dark eyes, Feng Shukuang's outstretched arms snapped together, and the six-winged wings violently flapped towards the blood waterfall.

In an instant, the blood waterfall flowing quietly downward on the towering Luoshen Peak suddenly began to fluctuate sharply, and the calm blood water surface began to twist and turn rapidly, as if an invisible force was forcibly changing their movements. Direction and strength are average.

The water was rushing, and the blood on the blood waterfall instantly surged.

Black power emanated from Feng Shukuang's clasped hands, like a black sky curtain, falling from the sky and covering the entire Blood Waterfall, like a boa constrictor wrapping around tightly around the red Blood Waterfall.

"Boom..." As soon as the black power wrapped around the Blood Waterfall, a rumbling sound was heard immediately, as if the mountains were about to collapse.

The water began to flow backwards, and the wind on the top of the mountain began to blow violently. The strong bloody smell was completely suppressed by the dead breath, and there was an instant commotion here.

"Papa, papa." In the moment of the sudden rush of breath, Feng Shukuang slapped three times with a cold expression on his face.

Immediately, I saw the black air wrapped around the blood waterfall like a python, suddenly began to tighten, and began to strangle it inward, just like the python saw the food, wrapped it tightly with its body and continuously compressed and entangled to strangle it to death.

The black air wrapped around the blood waterfall, and began to tighten crazily. At this time, the huge blood waterfall was enveloped by the black air. The water spray creaked and splashed, permeating the black air, wanting to swallow it.

(End of this chapter)