721-half a catty eight taels

Twenty miles ahead of the frozen canyon is the ruins of the old sacred mountain.

Here, hundreds of thousands of Inhumans gathered.

The rain flew all the way to the center.

All the strangers looked up, and when they saw clearly that it was rain, they bowed their heads and knelt down.

In the center surrounded by inhumans, there is a high platform, which is full of 100 zhang, and on the high platform, there is a stone statue of inhumans.

Countless Inhumans came up one by one, spilling blood on the stone statue, and then descended in order.

With the splash of blood, the stone statue gradually took on some appearance similar to life.

Around the stone statue, there are four inhumans who are four feet tall.

They wore masks of thunder, fire, plague, and vindictiveness.

These four people are the four of the Thunder Fire Plague Fight.

Rain hurried to the front, and one of the four strangers who noticed the movement stretched out his hand, and there seemed to be an invisible big hand in the air, grabbing Rain with one hand.

Dou stretched out his hand and threw the rain from the air to the ground, with a cold expression: "Rain, how dare you be rude in front of the Holy Monarch!" โ€

The rain was thrown on the ground, fell a lot of meat, heard the words of the fight, the body was agitated, did not dare to talk back, but crawled up from the high platform along the steps on its knees, after it came up, buried its head down, and hurriedly panicked: "Lord Shengjun, it's not good, Yue, Yue was killed." โ€

The four of them were stunned when they heard this.

They all turned their heads to look at the stone statue.

On the top of the stone statue, a burst of rubble peeled off, opened his eyes, and looked at Xiang Yu: "Yue was killed, who did it?" โ€

Yu bowed his head in shame: "Yes, it was the one who broke into the frozen land of the far north last time." โ€

When the words fell, the four of them were taken aback, and remembered the appearance of a person.

That's right, it's relying on his own strong combat effectiveness, the guy called Yu Qingxie.

"You're lying." The stone statue said slowly.

Yu hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, don't dare, don't dare." โ€

The stone statue closed its eyes, and after a moment, opened them again: "I didn't feel the presence of that person, say, what the hell is going on." โ€

Dou strode up, grabbed Yu's neck, and lifted it in the air with one hand.

Suddenly, the rain was swaying its limbs wildly because of the lack of inhalation.

"Okay, let him make it clear." Stone Statue Road.

When Dou heard this, he let go of his hand and threw the rain on the ground.

After the rain landed, instead of being annoyed, on the contrary, he kept kowtowing to the stone statue and bowing down, opening his mouth to tell how he surrounded the Eight Sages King and how the rain fell in the city.

When the words fell, the four people of Thunder Fire Plague were furious: "You have let go of all the nourishment for the awakening of Lord Shengjun!" You are damned! โ€

When Yu heard this, his body shook, and he subconsciously looked at the stone statue.

The stone statue glanced at the Thunder Fire Plague Fight, and all four of them immediately lowered their heads and closed their voices.

"The blood that is enough for me to wake up has already been prepared, and those people will be gone, just the rain."

Rain hurriedly responded.

"You didn't complete the task I gave you, and besides, you left Yue alone and escaped, plague, what should I do with him?"

Plague was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Holy Monarch, I understand." โ€

As he spoke, he walked forward, and the rain was frightened: "You, you, what are you going to do." โ€

The plague grabbed Yu's neck, and then used his five fingers hard, but in a few breaths, the person who was still alive before was sucked into a dry corpse in the blink of an eye.

Reaching out and taking the rain mask off his face, he held it in his palm and squeezed it hard, and the mask shattered.

"Waste is waste." Plague said softly.

The three of them were silent.

It's as if the same companions of the eight divisions died.,It has nothing to do with them.ใ€‚

After all, the thunder and fire plague of iron and the stars and rain of flowing water.

Different from the last four, the first four, in addition to being the identity of the eighth department, they are also the doppelgangers of the Holy Monarch when he descends, and they are more valued and appreciated by the Holy Monarch.

Moreover, in the four of them, there were still Saint Monarch power seeds, otherwise, how could they kill the rain that was also the eighth part so easily.

"Let the stars and judgments prepare to launch an attack on the human race, and after fifteen days, I will let the world know that my Holy Monarch is back again."

The four of them all turned around and respectfully pointed at the stone statue to worship: "Obey." โ€

ยทยทยท

Daxingcheng received the news that the Eight Sages King had returned safely to the Saibei Corridor, and similarly, he also learned that Yuluo City had led the disciples of the Stargazing Hall to participate in the battle.

While lamenting the strength of the Stargazing Palace, the empress even asked: "What is going on with the so-called Eight Righteous Gods or something?" โ€

Wang Xiaolai pouted, in the myths and stories of his world, there are eight righteous gods in the heavenly court, which are thunder and fire plague fighting, stars and stars, three mountains and five mountains, clouds and rain, and rewards and punishments for good and evil.

The last four, to put it simply, are also Xingyue Yu's judgment.

Looking at it like this, that guy from the Holy Monarch really regarded himself as a god, and even his subordinates gave them this title.

It's just that this kind of weak chicken-like character, who was killed by Yuluo City and scared away another, is also worthy of being called a god?

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaolai shook his head: "It's just eight weak chickens, Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much." โ€

The empress sighed, but didn't take it to heart.

It's just that how did Wang Xiaolai know that in the future, when he participated in the war, that is, the thunder and fire plague fight among the eight weak chickens, he took out only one, which made Wang Xiaolai, a master who touched the ceiling in Yuluocheng, complain bitterly.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

"The construction of the Saibei Promenade is about to be successful, and there is Mr. Yu's stargazing hall, so there is no need to worry about the possibility of aliens making trouble, Xiao Laizi, what are we going to do next?" The Empress asked.

Wang Xiaolai thought for a while and said: "The awakening of the Holy Monarch is just around the corner, I feel that I am almost recovered now, and it is time to go to the front line." โ€

The empress looked at Wang Xiaolai, stretched out her hand and poked at his injury, and the latter inhaled cold air in pain.

"Come on, your injuries still hurt, what are you on?" Empress Dao.

Wang Xiaolai flipped his palm, and with a force, a flame appeared, and the empress was shocked.

Wang Xiaolai was proud: "Your Majesty, don't look at my injury, but my strength is slowly recovering." โ€

"You... The strength? What do you mean? The empress asked, puzzled.

Wang Xiaolai pretended to be surprised: "Your Majesty, don't you know? โ€

The empress nodded dumbly: "What do you know?" โ€

Wang Xiaolai smiled and said: "Your man is a master of the heavenly list." โ€

Hearing this, the empress blushed and took a sip of Wang Xiaolai: "you, it's not serious." โ€

Wang Xiaolai snorted and put away the flame in his palm.

The empress was a little moved, so she asked Wang Xiaolai: "Little Laizi, you tell the truth, how powerful is your real ability?" โ€

Wang Xiaolai was a little puzzled: "Your Majesty, why are you asking this?" โ€

The empress wiped the tip of her nose and said, "What, can't I want to know how powerful my husband is?" โ€

Looking at the blushing face, still a forced and calm empress, Wang Xiaolai smiled.

"Let's put it this way, Your Majesty, now there are ten people on the list today, except for the two perverts of Yuluo City and Yuqing Evil hanging on the wall, the rest of them, I in my heyday, I can solve them alone."

Seeing Wang Xiaolai's braggadocio appearance, the empress was also happy: "What about comparing it with Mr. Yu?" โ€

Wang Xiao looked at the empress and said, "Which Mr. Rain?" Rain falls on the city or rain clears evil? The former is half a catty and eight taels, and the latter is also half a catty and eight taels. โ€

The empress didn't understand what Wang Xiaolai meant, so Wang Xiaolai smiled and said: "Compared with Yuluo City, the two of us are open in five or five, and compared with Yuqing Evil, to be honest, I can't beat it." โ€

The empress wondered: "Didn't you say half a catty and eight taels?" โ€

Wang Xiaolai grinned: "What I mean is that I have half a catty of black iron, and the hanging wall of Yu Qingxie is eight taels of gold." โ€

Empress: "ยทยทยท"

"You guy." raised his pink fist and hammered it on Wang Xiaolai's shoulder, and the empress didn't have a good airway.

Wang Xiaolai called out.

The little couple was flirting and scolding, and Narcissus pushed open the door and came from outside.

In an instant, the two of them recovered as before, and both of them were calm.

The empress looked at Narcissus and said, "Narcissus, what's wrong with you?" Is there something wrong? โ€

Narcissus glanced at the empress suspiciously, then looked at Wang Xiaolai, and then said: "Back to Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince's flying book and sending a message, and the Saibei Corridor has been built." โ€

When the words fell, the empress was stunned at first, and then ecstatic.

and the empress also behaved, as well as Wang Xiaolai, the two of them were overjoyed, stroked their palms and smiled: "It's finally built." โ€

Wang Xiaolai was even more unpredictable: "In this case, let's use the Saibei Corridor as a stage, and settle the accounts that I didn't understand ten thousand years ago with that bastard of the Holy Monarch." โ€