Chapter 212: A Lower Land Realm Hall Spirit with an Impermanent Personality
"That's it!"
Seeing that everyone was making a fuss and making noises, especially when they saw that the two fathers and sons of Sheng Yanyu and Ba Wushuang were about to really fight, the spirit of the Lower Land Realm finally couldn't bear the annoyance in his heart, his cold eyes were horizontal, he stepped heavily in the air, and the surging coercion poured down, and the faces of the people who pressed it changed greatly, and their bodies and minds trembled, and they all suddenly looked up at him, their eyes full of disbelief.
"What a thing are you! Dare to shout in front of my emperor? ”
After the horror in Ba Wushuang's heart, he couldn't help but have an angry look on his face, and he immediately snorted coldly without a trace of fear. Since he took over the Yaoshi Empire and became a generation of emperors, no one has ever dared to speak to him like this, and it is still in full view, what shame does this make him?
"Idiot!"
Seeing this, Sheng Yanyu sneered in his heart, how could even the person he be able to suppress be an ordinary man? What's more, you're just a Second Empire's overlord?
The rest of the people also shook their heads secretly when they saw this, it seemed that the king of the Yaoshi Empire who was circulating outside was short-tempered and reckless was not an unreasonable rumor.
"Presumptuous!"
The white-clothed young man's eyes were bright, and he waved his sleeve out without saying anything, and a law force between heaven and earth instantly bombarded Ba Wushuang to the ground, and smashed the ground into a huge pit with a "boom".
The emperor is remarkable? The First Emperor of the Middle Continent Realm had to bow when he saw me, let alone you, a turtle in a barren land under the Continent! The Spirit of the Lower Land Realm Hall snorted coldly, if it weren't for the fact that the Azure Emperor Staff still needed to use his power to find it, just by saying this sentence of the Tyrant Wushuang, he wouldn't know how many times he would have died.
"It's so strong!"
Everyone present gasped, and couldn't help but secretly smack their tongues in their hearts, even if Ba Wushuang is not the top five in cultivation among these ten people, but there is also a B-level triple heaven, and now he is beaten like this and has no power to fight back, so how powerful is this young man in white? At this moment, no one looked up at the white-clothed young man in the sky.
"Is there anything else to say!"
The spirit of the Lower Land Realm Hall spoke in a cold tone, his cold eyes swept across the audience, and he looked down at everyone with his chin bowed, like a god.
After this deterrence, everyone no longer dared to make a sound, nor did they dare to answer, and they were silent.
"Ahem!"
In the deep pit on the ground that was smashed out, Ba Wushuang's figure gradually stood up, his fists clenched, gurgling, covering his mouth and nose lightly, coughing intermittently, and blood stains on his outstretched palms could be faintly seen.
"Bleeding?"
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, what level of strength could make a cultivator-level existence like Ba Wushuang spit blood out of his mouth.
"Get out of here if you're not dead!" There was something important to do, and the spirit of the Lower Land Realm Hall was too lazy to waste time on this kind of thing, and directly shouted at the Ba Wushuang on the ground, and then turned his gaze to the Southwest Venerable Realm Protector who was sleeping soundly, and scolded with hatred: "And you!" When are you still sleeping? Why don't you sleep to death! ”
As one of the initial cultivators of the first batch of Octagon Protectors of the Lower Land Realm, he didn't know how much effort and energy he had put into them, and it could be said that he had high hopes, but he didn't expect this to happen, and now only the last Octagon Protector was left, and he suddenly had both the idea of wanting to cultivate more, and the inexplicable annoyance of seeing the Southwest Realm Protectors willing to be decadent and degenerate.
This voice frightened the Southwest Venerable Realm Protector with a thrill, and he quickly turned over before continuing to sleep.
Everyone: "......"
Due to the fact that the Protectors of the Eight Directions usually travel outside with fog and masks, no one has ever seen their true faces, and a few days ago, there was a saying that all the Protectors of the Eight Directions had fallen, so now Rao is Southwest Protector has shown his true face, and no one can immediately recognize his identity without a trace of concealment.
At most, like the four fugitives of Kui Jun, Jie Feng, Hidden Dragon Turtle, and Wang Ba, they have a sense of déjà vu, but they still can't think of this possibility in the first place.
Ba Wushuang didn't say a word, his figure slowly rose into the air, and he stood motionless in the air without saying a word.
As for the Southwest Venerable Realm Protector, he was lazy and lazy by nature, and this Lower Land Realm Hall Spirit had been commonplace for him a hundred years ago, so he didn't pay attention to him anymore.
"Come up too!"
The ten people to be summoned had already "settled", and the young man in white looked at the top families and others who were at a loss on the ground, thought for a moment, and then said lightly.
Everyone on the ground was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly flew into the air, there was a lesson from the past, no one was dead enough to disobey him, but although he flew into the air, compared with the ten people who were called, he was still not stupid enough to sit on an equal footing with these ten people, and consciously lowered his head.
"Sit!"
The young man in white was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, a chair corresponding to the number of people present appeared in the sky out of thin air, which was another hand that amazed everyone.
It wasn't until everyone sat down that the Lower Land Realm Hall Spirit spoke, "I know you have a lot of doubts in your hearts, but in my opinion, they are all necessary! ”
The crowd looked up at him and listened quietly.
"You don't need to know who I am, you don't need to know my identity and guess my cultivation, because these are still far away for you, but they are almost close."
Without waiting for everyone to think about it, the young man in white said again: "Why do I say that? See for yourselves! ”
As he spoke, he waved his big hand, and a scene appeared in the air, in which the power of the picture cut through the void with a word, making the heavens and the earth change color, the sun and the moon were reversed, and the stars shifted, and every move and style had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, ambushing millions of corpses, blood flowed into rivers, the tide of demonic energy broke through the sky, and the seraphim burned everything with a sword......
Everyone was stunned, panicked, their eyes were full of heat, yearning and fear, fear, they also wanted to have the power to destroy the sky like the human race in the picture, but they were also frightened by the crazy killing of the demons, the sword threat of the angel clan.
Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, the Lower Land Realm Hall Spirit shook his head with some disappointment, removed the picture, and said lightly: "You have seen how the alien race in the picture invaded our human race, if it weren't for the many predecessors who fought to the death to protect the Yin and Yang Continent at that time, I'm afraid that there would be no birth of you in the Lower Land Realm today, and there would be no current actions." ”
"Senior! The little woman dared to ask, when was this war? Why is there no such record in our Lower Land History Books? ”
In the crowd, with a faint sound, a slender white hand suddenly raised, and then a woman with a graceful posture and a blue color dress stood up, ignoring the disbelieving eyes of the people around her and the advice of the people around her, and asked respectfully. It's Biyuxuan!