After a trance, Zui Tu found himself in a forest, looked at Bai Feng and said, "Brother Bai Feng, although I will follow you in the future, if you want me to call you Brother Feng, you will definitely not be able to." ”

When Bai Feng heard this, he couldn't help laughing, at this time, this drunken slaughter was still fighting for his last bit of arrogant heart.

"Drunken Tu, when you know what kind of power I will give you, you won't think so. Bai Feng smiled and looked at Drunken Tu and said.

After listening to this, Zui Tu said directly: "I Zui Tu said that one is one, no matter what strength you give me, my last dignity will definitely be kept!"

"I, the Tyrant God, grant you the qualifications of the Tyrant God Pre-Elector!"

Bai Feng didn't talk nonsense, he spent 100,000 pounds, his right index finger pointed at Drunken Tu and shouted, and a black light instantly burst out from his right index finger, entering the sea of Drunken Tu's knowledge, and after a while, a black skull mark appeared on Drunken Tu's forehead.

Then, Zui Tu slowly opened his eyes, this time looking at Bai Feng's gaze, but it was full of disbelief, it was really the information he got, it was too terrifying!

"Are you a tyrant god?" Drunken Tu looked at Bai Feng and asked with some uncertainty.

Bai Feng nodded and said: "You should know the ability of the Storm God General, whether you can become a real Storm God General is up to you, and there is that once you become a Storm God General, not to mention this Soul Heaven Continent, even the Soul Heaven Four Continents are not your end!"

"Brother Storm, in the future, I will be drunk and slaughtered with you, you let me go east, I will definitely not go west, and yes, I will definitely break into the palace successfully!" Drunken Tu said with a determined look at this time.

After Bai Feng heard Drunken Tu's words, the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "Violence, Brother Violence, Brother Violence, Brother Violence, call me Lord Tyrant God in the future, this most basic honorific title still has to be had, now, I will send you to the Tyrant God Palace, however, the ugly words are ahead, life, you always have to experience a little despair." ”

After speaking, Bai Feng directly opened the door of the Tyrant God Palace, but Drunken Tu didn't understand what Bai Feng's last sentence in life meant by always experiencing a little despair, could it be that breaking into the Tyrant Temple would make people desperate?

When Drunken Tu entered the Storm God Palace, looking at the Storm God Road paved with black stone slabs, he knew that next, he would have to try one Storm God Temple after another, find the Storm God Temple that suits him, and then get the will approval of the Storm God Temple, even if it was successful.

"Hey, newcomer, if you want to break into the Storm Temple, you have to pass our level first!" However, at this moment, suddenly four men with budding rice pulps blocked Zuitu's way, Zhao Pang looked at Zuitu arrogantly and said.

Zui Tu looked at the four of them, frowned slightly, and said, "Who are you?"

"Immortal Tyrant God Zhao Fat!"

"Kill the tyrant god Hou Wu!"

"Forbearance Tyrant God Wang Ze!"

"Brave and Violent God Qi Shadow!"

The four of them all showed a touch of pride, looking at the drunken slaughter and shouting loudly.

The four of them drank, but they were scared and drunk, he really didn't know that there were already four Tyrant God Pre-Electors who had successfully penetrated the hall, even if he was extremely proud of his identity and talent, but he knew more about the power of the Tyrant General, and now that these four people in front of him were already Tyrant Generals, he didn't dare to have any pride anymore, because no matter what the identities of these four people were, everyone would be Tyrant Generals in the future, and his identity as the young palace master of Tianyan Palace was useless. ”

"Four brothers, I am the pre-elector of the Storm God General, and now I am going to break into the Storm God Temple, and after I break through, everyone will be brothers, and when the time comes, I hope the four brothers will take care of it more. Drunken Tu looked at the four of them with a smile and said.

Zhao Pang stepped forward at this time and said: "Brother, in order for you to be our brother, some things are inevitable, and the long pain is better than the short pain, let's start immediately." ”

After speaking, Zhao Pang directly burst out with a terrifying and powerful aura, and his figure appeared by Zui Tu's side in the blink of an eye.

Peng!

Without any power to resist, Drunken Tu was directly pushed to his knees by Zhao Fat, and his right hand grabbed his neck and pressed his head on the ground, unable to move.

At this time, the appearance of Drunken Tu is kneeling on the ground, his face against the ground, pouting!

"Release, let me go quickly, what are you going to do?" Drunken Tu shouted with a look of horror at this time.

Poof!

As the sound of drunken slaughter fell, a muffled sound suddenly sounded, followed by a scream like a pig slaughtered by drunken slaughter.

And Zhao Fat, Qi Ying and Hou Wu all looked at the excited Wang Ze with a confused expression, and asked in unison: "Shouldn't you give him a psychological preparation first, why did you stab him so suddenly." ”

Wang Ze laughed directly and said, "I can't help it!"

When the three of them heard Wang Ze's words, they all sprayed, what do you mean I can't help it, are you okay to endure the tyrannical gods!

Poof!

But soon, Hou Wu and Qi Ying also joined in, and the three of them stabbed in and pulled out in a very orderly manner, and finally Zhao Pang simply turned over and sat on the back of the drunken slaughter, firmly suppressed the other party, and also joined the battle against Chrysanthemum.

"Oh, no, it's so painful, you beasts, stop it!"

"Ahh

“......”

Listening to the screams of Drunken Tu, Hou Wu, Wang Ze and Qi Ying couldn't help but think back to when they first experienced this, they all showed a smile, and they didn't care about Drunken Tu's shouting at all.

At this time, Drunken Tu endured the severe pain, and finally understood what Bai Feng meant by the last words, and he even thought that this was an ordeal that he had to go through to break into the Tyrant Temple, but at this time, his face turned red.

"Damn! It's really going to explode!"

Burst!

With the roar of Drunken Tu, a sepia-colored goo erupted from the pipe like a goddess scattering flowers.

The four of them stopped, looking at each other's faces with some tan goo, they were all stunned, and then their eyes gradually became frightened, and then they all immediately took out water to clean.

Drunken Tu sat on the ground at this time, looked at the four people who were frantically washing their faces with water, and said with an embarrassed face: "Four brothers, I'm sorry, I really can't control it!"

Until this time, Drunken Tu thought that at this time, Bai Feng had set a test for each of the Storm God General Pre-Electors, so even if he suffered such humiliation, he didn't have much reaction!

And Bai Feng, who saw all this, the corners of his mouth twitched directly, and he suddenly felt that this drunken brain circuit was also a real TM bull, and that spray was really troublesome for his scalp!

"Master, I feel that it is very unfair for you to do this, all the tyrant gods will suffer this catastrophe, but that Zhao Pang has never experienced it. The voice of the storm suddenly rang out.