Fortunately, both of them are in the Emperor Realm, otherwise they don't know how many times they have been killed, but now the Academy of Literature is well-behaved, curiosity kills the cat, he, this junior brother, he really wants to slap him to death. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

“…………… This is the Seven Star Domain, aren't you going to find that Gu Zhen, he is your friend, are you doing this?"

Wenyuan was speechless for a while, and said with a glance at Zhuge Culture.

"I said, senior brother, you really think too much...... Well, if you don't go, you don't go... I still like to watch that anyway."

Zhuge Culture said seriously.

“……………… I really don't know how Shizun gave birth to such a son."

Bunin said in a low voice.

Shout~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Emperor Realm, who are you......"

The moon overhead sensed that someone appeared not far from them, the Emperor Realm, so he came.

"Bastard, who are we, it's not for you to ask..."

In the past few days, the Academy of Literature has followed Zhuge culture, but there is a feeling of aggrievedness, and every time they are at fault, they don't even have the opportunity to say their identity.

The two of them, but they represent the Eight Desolation Temple, naturally not something that anyone can count, but they follow Zhuge Culture, and they shouldn't see it, how embarrassing is this, put on the score, this is passed out, Zhuge Culture is used to it, but what about him, he is the Eight Desolation Temple, the master of the Wenge Academy.

"Well, what a big breath, you can't find death"

Yue Dingkong heard the rudeness of the Academy, and immediately displeased, he is now a god, God knows no, if other people don't come out, the entire interstellar world is just the goddess of the Eight Desolations.

Now there are more of them.

The Human God Realm may not have any qualifications to show off its might, but it is by no means something that the Emperor Realm can despise.

"Uh, the seniors misunderstood, I'm not looking for death, I'm looking for someone, my senior brother can't speak human words anymore, go back and teach him, seniors don't be angry"

Zhuge Wenhua immediately said, his brain is much better than that of the Academy of Literature, this is from his experience, he didn't sense the moon overhead sky before, but obviously, the other party knew that they appeared here, so he came.

Such a person, at least the emperor, offend the emperor, you are sick.

“………………”

When the Academy of Literature heard Zhuge Culture say this about him, that face was put there.

"Hmph, we are still the envoys of the Eight Desolations Temple, and this seat is still the master of the Wenge Courtyard of the Eight Desolations Temple, even if the Emperor Bronze of the major forces sees me, he has to give me three points, what is he?"

The Academy of Literature said angrily, it is very important to win back face, and scholars actually care about face.

"I said, senior brother, are you in the brain? Okay, senior, just smoke him, don't smoke to death, I'll help him heal"

Zhuge culture is too sensible. Since the Academy of Literature has such a good face, he can only fulfill him, but it is also like helping him intercede, at least to save his life.

What's wrong with the Eight Desolations Temple, there is no one here, they were killed, who knows.

“………………”

The aggrieved one in the Academy of Literature, how could there be such a tasteless junior brother, and it was too unrighteous, if you don't help him, forget it, and let people beat him.

"Haha......"

Yue Dingkong laughed, his momentum was unleashed, and at the same time, he released the power of the divine pattern, and the face of the literary academy changed, how could he not feel the momentum of the divine realm.

"You, you, you're the God Realm, the old monster of the God Realm"

Wenyuan's face turned white with fright, and he said incoherently.

Syllable~~~~

"Can you speak, get out of the donkey, senior, don't be angry, this guy just owes it...... Don't bother you to do it......"

Syllable~~~~~

"You...... You ......"

"Senior brother, I'm also for our good, who made you so speechless...... Don't worry, I've been merciful, if someone else fights, you don't know how many times you've died now, I'm done."

Zhuge Wenhua slapped Wenyuan in the face, and then beat him violently.

“………………”

Yuedingkong looked speechless, in fact, he didn't intend to embarrass them, the Eight Desolation Temple is the representative of the interstellar human race, responsible for repairing heaven and earth, and thanks to heaven and earth.

And this time, the human race and the demon race went to war, collecting merit to restore the heavens and the earth, and the Eight Desolation God Temple sent people out, naturally they were envoys, responsible for recording the merits of the major forces, so as to make it public to the world.

Killing them, once discovered by other forces, will cause a lot of trouble.