Tianzun Huangyin does not reject the matter of taking forbidden drugs in broad daylight, after all, the place he is staying in is quite high, not to mention that ordinary people can't see his small movements, even if he is a caring person, because of the blind spot, he can't notice what he is doing at all. But for the sequelae that will occur from eating stimulants, he really doesn't want to think about it, if he can, he really wants to go back in time~

However, there is no regret medicine in this world, Mo Yin's cold scale voice is quite loud, and the sound of fighting with Tianzun Emperor Yin spreads all over the Poetic Heavenly City, he has to fight today, and he has to fight if he doesn't fight, otherwise his face as the Lord of the Poetic Heavenly City will completely fall to the ground, and he doesn't need to pick it up.

This is called riding a tiger. At this time, the cool sound of the wind sounded in his ears, and he wanted to slash her back now: "Brother Huanglong, you can fight with peace of mind, and you probably don't need anything after today, you all know that the dignified king has successfully recovered the powerful boss predecessors, no one will think that you can be unharmed, it is normal to be injured and stay in bed for three or five days, you have not been paralyzed, not only paralyzed, you have also lost your memory, you are just injured, don't mother-in-law, go up and do it." ”

Is this a human word? The corners of Tianzun Emperor Yin's eyes twitched, and he wondered how Luo Yu could tolerate Duliuyun so far...... This old guy's brain circuit is really not normal, otherwise I am afraid that he would not have been born by the first Buddha and the second Buddha who crossed the clouds and ascended to heaven.

Thinking about it, he still can't lose face: "In that case, please." ”

When the words landed, his wrist shook slightly, and the elixir entered, and then almost at the same time as Mo Yin's cold scales, the sword dragon opened his eyes and took out the knife.

"Qingyu Emperor Dragon Slash!"

"Ink Blood, Broken Firmament!"

Two dragon roars rushed into the sky, gold and black intertwined, the dazzling light made the spectators unable to open their eyes, and this burst of strong energy from mid-air, the oppressive earth was turbulent, and those with poor skills could not even withstand this aftermath, and fell to the ground one after another.

Dao Wuji and Xiaojian Dull glanced at each other, although they were reluctant to make moves for these people who were not worthy of blocking the sword, they still chose to make a move, sealing the enchantment, and blocking part of the aftermath. If you can't bear it, the people who die are the people of the poetic heavenly city, and if you want to maintain a country, all kinds of people always have to stay, instead of deciding the life and death of each other based on their own preferences, so what's the difference between this and those despicable and filthy people.

"Okay, now you can tell what you want."

After this fierce shock, there was a death-like silence, raising his hand, Tianzun Emperor Yin wiped the corners of his lips, suppressed the churning internal organs, and said to Mo Yin, and then, his cold voice came from mid-air, but it was undoubtedly tough: "No matter what he wants to do, no one can stop him." ”

"I want to beg, the elder group destroys my relatives, abolish my merit, and take away my honor, I want to beg, because the elder group is greedy for power, lust for profit, and kills me with the hatred of one hundred and seventy-three human lives, I want to fight for the two descendants of the six-clawed heresy who have died with hatred and buried their bones in the forbidden land, and I am angry with resentment. You have enjoyed this position for so many years, and it is up to you to spit out the blood-stained so-called glory that your filthy ancestors have left you. ”

Mo Yin's cold scales suddenly appeared in front of the Great Elder, and this familiar old face gradually coincided with the one back then. Indifferently reported a name, the Great Elder's heart trembled, that was his grandfather who had been an ancient man for a long time, and the vein of the Elder Group, if nothing else, was hereditary, so the name Moyin Hanlan existed in his memory. Not only him, but even the next two heretics, he knew the names, and even when the third was exiled, he was already an adult, and he also knew the persistence of the Elder Church from generation to generation. It seems to subvert the existence of the ruling power of the poetic Celestial City, and there is no meaning in surviving. Whoever is a threat must die.

That's what they do, and that's what they believe. After all, if you get used to doing things, you will be deeply imprinted in your mind, and over time, it will not be a tradition, but it will become a tradition. Time is the best brainwashing agent.

And when Mo Yin Hanlu grabbed the Great Elder's clothes and questioned him, the Great Elder wanted to say something, but he sealed the dumb hole with one finger.

"Back then, you tarnished my name and did terrible and ugly things, but now that the times have passed, I thought that no one would mention it again, but I didn't expect that I came back from hell to take revenge on you, these tens of thousands of years of throne, can you sit safely?"

"Today, I will let you wait for a taste of the feeling of falling from the clouds into the dust!"

With a wave of his hand, countless files suddenly exploded in the sky, like fireworks, and like meteor snow flakes, falling misty, and they were scattered in front of everyone, and they were at their disposal.

What kills the most? Not by force, not by conspiracy, but by ...... The hearts of the people want.

If it takes a person, a family, or a force to spend tens, decades, hundreds, or even thousands of years to accumulate a prestige that reaches a certain point, it is not difficult to destroy it. And falling from the clouds to the dust does not require too complicated methods.

He just magnified the tricks played by the elder group back then countless times, and returned them to the elder group.

Don't tell him that the elder group of this generation has no grievances with him, the debts of the father and the son, and the debts owed by the ancestors, as the descendants, they bear the consequences, which is very fair. They lie on the so-called merit book of their ancestors, attached to the position obtained by extremely dishonorable means, and show off their power for a long time, not only to have enough money, but also to return the book with interest.

God knows how many magical things they've collected these days, and as a very pleasant fun to fan the flames, she couldn't imagine that there was so much exciting content on it, so she picked it up casually, and she looked at it full of black lines. Originally...... Every place that has become a kingdom has countless ulterior private affairs. It can even be said that there are many of them. This is just to get rid of the Elders, if you want to get rid of the entire poetic Heavenly City...... I'm afraid that in addition to the five unlucky and tragic dragons who fell into a difficult situation early, none of these people who are a little powerful, none of them are clean under their buttocks, even if it is the five dragons of Yutian, she can't imagine that if it weren't for a difficult encounter, maybe she would have done something out of the ordinary. Thinking about Dao Xiaohong walking on another trajectory, and then thinking about the upright and good knife father on this line, Du Liuyun felt that he had a long way to go in the Nether.

Seeing that her eyes were fluttering, she didn't have to think about it and knew what magical things were going on in her head, so she couldn't help but slap her on the head, and Luo Yu whispered: "How are you going to end up now?" ”

"What's the matter with me, of course, the ending job is done by the big yellow dragon on the top of the head, what we have to do later, it is probably a pill to calm down and calm the mind and excite the mind."

With a spread of his hands, Du Liuyun pointed to the top of his head as a matter of course, this is a big mess in the poetic heavenly city, don't care about her~

Luo Yu wiped his face, and five big words floated through his heart: Very good, you won.