636: C636 The Nightmare Herself

C636 The Nightmare Herself

Wang Xiaojian held the Square Painting of Halberd in his hand and landed in the Blood-Thirsty Demonic Land created by his big move.

His eyes were cold as he looked around.

In his field of vision, Imperial Palace Steward Liu Song, as well as the Five-star Martial King and injured body were all on the ground.

Their faces were like golden paper as they collapsed onto the ground.

His body was heavily injured and he was on the verge of death. From his mouth, a soft moan could be heard.

The array formation in the space was quiet.

At this moment, other than the slight sound of the wind and painful groans, there was no other sound.

When Wang Xiaojian's gaze fell on the two of them.

All the remaining imperial guards looked at Wang Xiaojian in shock.

He looked at the figure that was holding onto the Square Painting of Halberd, standing up straight like a javelin.

He was holding the Square Painting of Halberd in his hand, and beneath his feet was a devil ground that was emitting a bloodthirsty aura.

He was handsome, a youth.

He was wearing a white robe. He should have looked elegant, but he was in everyone's eyes.

He was a Devil God.

The unparalleled Devil God.

Terrifying to the point where they were dumbstruck.

Panting.

Even his heart stopped beating!

As everyone looked at Wang Xiaojian's imperial guards, a single word popped out in their minds — —

Nightmare!

He was the nightmare of this world!

The beautiful Diaochan had long since stopped dancing.

Earlier, he had also witnessed the earth-shattering collision.

At this time, looking at Wang Xiaojian's handsome face and sensing the strong aura being emitted from his body, her full and tender breasts violently rose and fell.

Her heart was in turmoil, and her face was flushed with excitement. She was full of pride.

This was her man.

She, Diaochan's man!

She was proud of him.

Emperor Hu Jianlong opened his eyes wide.

It was as if there was a giant hand tightly clamping on his neck. He was unable to breathe or spit out a single word.

He could not believe it.

Wang Xiaojian was actually this strong.

So many Martial King Expert had joined forces and were all killed.

He is the Devil God.

He was the Nightmare himself.

And he had actually gotten into a nightmare.

Hu Jianlong watched as Wang Xiaojian walked towards Xu Song, the eunuch that laid on the ground, as well as the strong man of the Imperial City, Jiang JinJian.

Looking at the Square Painting of Halberd in his hand, he saw that fresh blood was dripping down.

Hu Jianlong felt goosebumps all over his body, and even his body was trembling lightly from fear.

Eunuch Liu Song, as well as the Royal City Ranker Jiang JinJian were still alive.

However, Hu Jianlong knew that they would be killed soon.

Hu Jianlong also knew that the moment Wang Xiaojian's Square Painting of Halberd landed, it would kill the two of them.

Then, he would also die.

Just as Wang Xiaojian was carrying the Square Painting of Halberd and walking towards Liu Song and Yue Yang ….

His fearful and uneasy heart caused Hu Jianlong to shout towards Wang Xiaojian: "Wang Xiaojian, stop, you can't kill them."

"The Imperial Advisor has already gone to the array formation's Lightning Territory." Now, he has definitely defeated your comrades. "

"If you kill them, I will have the Imperial Advisor kill your companions!"

Speaking of that, Emperor Hu Jianlong seemed to have found a lifeline.

He had calmed down a lot, and a vicious expression appeared on his face.

"Xiaobu."

Hearing Hu Jianlong's words, Diaochan's face, which was as beautiful as a fairy, slightly changed, and became unsightly once again.

She was worried about Daqiao and the Mengqi.

Because just now, before State Grandmaster Lin Qiankun entered, he said that he wanted to kill them.

Holding the Square Painting of Halberd in his hand, Wang Xiaojian's gaze was ice-cold, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a cold smile.

"Hu Jianlong, do you think it's a mere array? Do you think that you can be my partner?! "

"What did you say?!"

Hu Jianlong's body trembled.

He wanted to threaten Wang Xiaojian, but he didn't expect that Wang Xiaojian would actually be so disdainful.

When Diaochan heard Wang Xiaojian's tone, his face that was as beautiful as a fairy became somewhat stunned. He turned to Wang Xiaojian and asked, "Xiaobu, did you sense anything?"

"En!"

Wang Xiaojian nodded, looked at Diaochan, and said: "Diaochan, listen carefully, did you hear something?!"

"Listen carefully?"

Diaochan didn't know why she made her listen carefully.

He didn't know what he wanted her to hear.

Still, she obeyed, pricking up her ears and listening.

Then, she was slightly taken aback.

That was because she heard a soothing singing voice.

Ahh …" "Ahh!

"…"

It was a familiar melody, the voice of a Mengqi.

Diaochan stood beside Wang Xiaojian.

The instant she heard it, she trembled slightly, and an expression of joy appeared on her beautiful fairy-like face. She said to Wang Xiaojian tenderly: "Xiaobu, it's the Mengqi singing, then since Lin Qiankun is there, he must be hypnotized."

"Since he was hypnotized. That way, they won't be able to threaten Elder Sister Da Qiao and the rest. "

"That's right."

Wang Xiaojian nodded.

Not only would the threatening Lin Qiankun, the hypnotized Lin Qiankun would definitely be caught by the door, and then, they would follow their demands, and break the formation.

On Wang Xiaojian's handsome face, there was an expression of extreme confidence.

Indeed, after a short moment, he felt the formation space tremble slightly, and the surrounding fog started to roil.

The rolling mist gradually thinned.

Then, the surroundings became clearer and clearer.

The majestic Hall of Golden Chimes.

The majestic Imperial City was filled with Imperial City Square s that were dyed in blood and filled with corpses. They slowly appeared in front of Wang Xiaojian, Diaochan, Emperor Hu Jianlong, and the few imperial guards.

Appearing together was Daqiao, her delicate and beautiful body, as well as the Mengqi, Lu Ban No.7.

Wang Xiaojian also saw an old man, who had his back pressed against by the Mengqi with a wild knife, walking towards him with a terrified expression.

This is Lin Qiankun.

His old face no longer had the proud look from before.

There were two holes in his shoulders, and blood was flowing from them.

From the looks of it, Lu Ban No.7 had pierced through it using the Fierce Dragon Polycrystal Gun.

Because Lin Qiankun was also a Martial King Expert, his body was strong.

Therefore, he did not explode like how the other imperial guards had been shot by the Fierce Dragon Polycrystal Gun.

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Seeing him like this, Wang Xiaojian laughed.

Diaochan heaved a sigh of relief.

The emperor's body swayed, almost falling down, his face became pale white.

Eunuch Liu Song, as well as the only survivor of the Royal City Rankers, were shocked at first. Soon after, Jiang JinJian's weak face gradually turned to despair.

Imperial Advisor Lin Qiankun's array formation was their foundation.

They still hoped that State Grandmaster Lin Qiankun would use the power of the formation to send the heavily injured and the rest out, escaping from their predicament and trapping them within the formation forever.

But now, he was captured and seriously injured.

Daqiao, Lu Ban No.7, Mengqi, pulled Lin Qiankun along as they arrived in front of Wang Xiaojian.

Bai Junqi's face was pale as she walked behind them.

Looking at the corpses that covered the ground and the killing intent that was covering Wang Xiaojian, State Grandmaster Lin Qiankun was extremely terrified.

Wang Xiaojian ignored the State Grandmaster, Lin Qiankun.

He quickly walked to Bai Junqi's side, extended his hand, and grabbed onto Bai Junqi's hand, asking: "Junqi, you're injured?"

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