Chapter 339: Alien Strongman
"Tell me, what's going on? Why don't you come to this big-tailed wolf?" asked Su Yelu amusedly. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
Xiao Mo Mo and Xiao Obediently saw them come in at night, and hurriedly jumped in front of her as if to invite merit, and played the trick that Fang had just played.
The fat man glanced at her angrily, threw the space bag over, and said sadly: "Do you think I want to! It seems that the entire spiritual world leadership team is very busy, ah just like I am the most idle, and it is worth the fat man's time to spend my time here, so that my work has come to a standstill." ”
He didn't have time to sympathize with his plight, so he lay down obliquely, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Tell the point!
There is a reason why this sedan chair looks so big, one is that the fat man's body is too huge, and the other is that he has arranged it like a small room, with beds, couches, tables, chairs, tea, and food, and he will really enjoy it.
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, here's how it happened......" The fat man moved his chin with his hand as he told them what had happened.
It turned out that two days after Su Yelu and Xuan Ming left the spirit world, a series of strange events suddenly occurred in the spirit world.
Many powerful cultivators in the hidden world were brutally killed one after another, and the corpses were in a more conspicuous place on the street.
Since the body was found early in the morning, almost no one could see who had done the killing.
The whole spiritual world was so frightened by these things that they said anything.
At first, some people said that these powerful people should have been targeted by the enemy, and they were killed after finding out the traces.
Later, there were many dead, and some people said that it was a god in the spirit world who did something unpleasant and was punished by heaven.
As the incident became more and more noisy, many hidden and powerful people appeared one after another, gathering together to find the culprit.
But a few days passed, and the culprit was not found, but the dead continued to appear.
Later, this matter finally attracted the attention of the gods of the spirit world, so they laid a net to find out the troublemakers, but with little effect.
Once, the madman let the phantom god run into it, and after a big battle, the madman actually rushed out of the formation laid by the phantom god and fled.
On another occasion, a fanatic was forced to flee after defeating the machine god.
Even the famous Jieyuan Tianzun only narrowly won once, and before he could ask the madman, the people blew themselves up, leaving not even a clue.
After that, the gods concluded that the fanatics they met were not the same person, indicating that there was more than one person who committed this murderous karma, and they were not from the spirit world, but it was not known where they came from, and they could only be called aliens.
There is no way, although they can't be caught, but the defense work of guarding the Spirit Imperial City still has to be done, so the gods handed over this task to the new generation of refining geniuses, that is, the only son of the old man of the God of Wealth, the fat brother is also.
They thought that the fat man and the sleepy night were both new human beings who had been influenced by modern culture, and they had many ideas, and they should be able to come up with some useful ways to resist aliens, so there was this modern security system.
"Rub it! This and again is clearly a provocation!"
After listening to this, Yu Xiaosheng couldn't help but snort, thinking to himself, he thought that the spirit world was full of fairyland, there were immortals everywhere, and the living environment must be very good.
The fat man looked over and found that he didn't know this person, so he looked at Su Yeyu: "This is ......"
"He is Yu Xiaosheng, just like you, his hometown is from Nagada in the Northeast, and these two are Zhu Zhu and Xiaohua, his lover and children, and Yunluo people. The night breeze was light and the clouds were faint and introduced to the fat man.
After the fat man's series of words, he couldn't help but feel a little dry, just picked up the teacup and took a big sip, and then heard Su Yetong's introduction, the tea in his mouth immediately squirted out, his eyes widened, his fingers trembled and pointed at Yu Xiaosheng, he looked at Su Yetong and said in shock: "Where do you say he is?"
"Hello, my ancestral home is Liaoning, what about you?" Yu Xiaosheng looked at the fat man's colorful face and smiled shyly.
"My ...... in Heilongjiang," the fat man muttered in a daze.
"You Gada, are you all so fat?" Yu Xiaosheng teased.
The fat man came back to his senses and laughed with tears, "You are a bad man! Who are you fat, your whole family is ......."
"Okay, okay, you have to go back and talk about it, we have more important things to do at the moment, I originally planned to carry out a series of innovative policies in a few days, but now it seems that we have to act immediately. "Interrupt them in the night, Zhengsedao.
Originally, the gods of the spirit world were looking forward to the return of the stars and Xuan Ming as if they were looking forward to the stars and the moon, but now that they are finally back, the fat man does not want to continue to guard the city gate as a scanner, so he goes back with them.
When Shuhua saw that they came back safe and sound, the heart that had been hanging slowly let go.
After introducing Yu Xiaosheng's family and Shuhua, she asked them to settle down in the Yaowang Mansion, and then left Zhu Zhu and Xiaohua to accompany Shuhua, and she and Xuan Ming took Yu Xiaosheng to the Spirit Palace non-stop, planning to discuss with the gods how to solve the current trouble.
In the main hall of the Linggong Palace, many gods and goddesses who had been known for a long time and did not know each other gathered a lot, and they were discussing noisily, and the Spirit Emperor was pacing back and forth on the high platform, very anxious.
Although Jieyuan Tianzun was not as tense as the Spirit Emperor, he was also full of sorrow, and his brows were tightly locked.
Several familiar gods also looked grim and worried.
As soon as they appeared in the temple, they saw this scene.
Seeing them appear in the night, the eyes of the gods lit up, and the hall instantly fell silent.
Bai Zhen flashed over and said hurriedly: "Little baby, you are finally back, we are all about to make a mess of mandarin duck porridge!"
"I probably know everything, what new clues do you have now?" Su Yeyu gently patted Bai Zhen's shoulder and said in a deep voice.
When the palace people brought chairs for them to sit down, Emperor Ling shook and said: "There is no progress, there are no clues, those people are very high in cultivation, cruel in their methods, extremely fast, and their whereabouts are secretive, and they can't figure out their origin and purpose." ”
"What do you think, girl?" the phantom god looked at Su Yelu, he knew that she must have something different.
"Can you tell the number of their cultivation paths? is it spiritual or metaphysical?" asked after thinking for a while.
"The person I fought against was a cultivator of the earth and a fire-based strongman. "The god of the machine will briefly talk about it after a long time.
The cultivation of the instrument god is not low, and the artifact is beside him, which can be described as impeccable, but it still makes the fire of the people's family burn miserably, if it is not for the last instrument god to escape, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape the end of being burned to ashes.