The first vice president of the dignified Baisheng Academy, who was the strongest person who was also in the Great Sage Realm in the most disadvantaged position, now only had a human head left, as if he was being weighed by a melon seller and held it in his hand, and the murderer looked indifferent.

"So, are you coming by yourself, or am I coming?"

The man patted the basket on his left: "There just happened to be an empty seat." ”

"If he would come on his own, then he would not be an anzheng, a guy who never accepted his fate. ”

The voice appeared behind An Zheng, and An Zheng frowned when he heard this voice. Because the voice was familiar to him, and it should have been the voice of a dead man, or he had sent it to hell with his own hands.

"Is life as sad as snow?"

The reclining Buddha sat on a two-person chair, still looking so lazy and greasy. He was clutching a chicken leg in his hand, one that was even more greasy than he was.

"Why aren't you surprised to see me?"

The reclining Buddha sighed: "I really don't have a sense of accomplishment at all. ”

An Zheng didn't speak.

The reclining Buddha gnawed the chicken leg in his hand and threw it on the ground.

"Shame. ”‘

An Zheng suddenly said a word.

"Shame on me, why didn't you feel ashamed when you hunted me down, and now it's my turn to hunt you down, and I'm ashamed to find a helper?"

"No, you litter everywhere, shame. ”

"Fuck...... Are you sick?"

The reclining Buddha sat up straight and looked in the direction of the Weiran Palace: "You seem to have a little time, I don't mind if you ask me some questions." Don't expect your backer named Ning Xiaolou to save you, he may not be able to take care of himself. Someone is negotiating with him, and there is only one issue to be negotiated...... Does he want your life, or his own. ”

The reclining Buddha leaned forward and looked down at An Zheng: "Do you think, what will he choose?"

An Zheng pointed to the chicken leg bones on the ground: "Pick it up." ”

Reclining Buddha was stunned: "Are you fucking stupid......"

The man with the sign of the Divine Court laughed, leaning back and forth with a smile: "What a wonderful person, a cute little fellow...... Looking at his righteous appearance, it seems that he will duel you because you threw a piece of garbage everywhere. ”

An Zheng nodded and replied seriously: "Yes, for a piece of chicken leg bone." ”

He suddenly moved, and instead of rushing towards the person in the court of the gods, he rushed towards the reclining Buddha. When the reclining Buddha saw An Zheng coming towards him, instead of being afraid, he felt a kind of excitement, his pupils were dilating, as if he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

An Zheng's body went straight to the reclining Buddha like an arrow from the string, and the reclining Buddha sitting on the sedan chair opened his arms at this moment, as if waiting for An Zheng to come and die. He even opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, like a dog that saw the flesh and bones flying over on its own, and there was saliva dripping down his tongue.

But An Zheng didn't rush towards him, and at the moment when he was about to come into contact with the reclining Buddha, An Zheng's cultivation power formed a purple lightning, which exploded out behind and went straight to the person in the Divine Court. The middle-aged man sitting on the basket also smiled when he saw this scene, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"No matter how strong you are, you are still stronger than the dean of your academy?"

He stretched out his left hand, and a cloud of white light appeared, and then suddenly became larger, forming a shockwave that blasted towards An Zheng's purple lightning. The two forces collided together like two angry dragons that would not obey anyone.

However, it was obvious that An Zheng's cultivation strength was more than one grade lower than that middle-aged man in the Divine Court...... Tang Xianxu is indeed much higher than An Zheng's cultivation realm, even he is not that guy's opponent, he was easily cut off his head, how could An Zheng be able to fight?

However, An Zheng was gone.

The reclining Buddha sat on the sedan chair, and the middle-aged man sat on the basket, watching An Zheng disappear.

That's when the effects of the practice come into play. An Zheng has never been a lazy person in practice, and he is also a genius who can learn as soon as he learns. When the time comes, there will always be more and better gains.

An Zheng learned the ability to perceive the breath of all things in the world from Fang Tanzhi, and he can also integrate himself into all things in the world. He didn't actually go far, he was behind the courtyard wall on the side of the street. He just blended his breath completely into nature. Behind the wall, the distance between him and the two strong enemies was no more than ten meters. But those two people couldn't even sense where An Zheng was, as if An Zheng had completely disappeared.

An Zheng was clinging to the wall, and even his heartbeat stopped. He didn't have any cultivator's breath on him, not even a human breath. He is the air, a part of this nature.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

The middle-aged man sitting on the basket stood up and glanced at the reclining Buddha: "You don't seem to have described your friend correctly...... You told me before that he is a man who will never admit defeat, let alone run away easily. In your eyes, he is a great hero who stands up to the sky. is a good man who knows that he is invincible and will never bow his head, why is his performance so poor today. ”

The reclining Buddha looked a little embarrassed: "People...... It can always change, especially after changing environments. ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Let's go, you have just adapted to this era, you may not be sure to kill him if you really fight him, but I have ...... What I hate most about Zhuang Wuyan is that the person I want to kill has escaped from my front and thinks I can escape. If they really fought me openly, I would have killed them without giving them the slightest pain, but An Zheng escaped...... Can you get out of this city?"

Such an arrogant person as the reclining Buddha actually turned around and left, and he patted the shoulder of the person carrying the sedan chair: "Hurry up, go quickly." ”

"Give you a minute, you can't go, no wonder me. ”

Zhuang Wuyan kicked the basket around him away, and the heads of the people inside rolled out, all over the place. When the reclining Buddha heard this, he actually jumped off the sedan chair and left as fast as he could. Although he is not familiar with this world, he is finally familiar with the person named Zhuang Wuyan. In the place of the 100,000 Mountain God Court, Zhuang Wuyan was Chen Wunuo's teacher, and every day Chen Wunuo was dying of torture, and if he couldn't get up the next day, he couldn't escape the torture.

Seeing the crouching Buddha fleeing in embarrassment, Zhuang Wuyan snorted disdainfully: "What kind of bullshit fell to the people of Immortal Island......

He glanced around, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I don't know if you can hear it, I warn you one last time, I will come out and die in front of me, I will not torture you." If you don't come out, I'll let everyone in this Yan City bury you. ”

He held out a finger: "I'll count to one." ”

And then he shot.

Zhuang Wuyan raised his two hands, palms facing the sky. A second later, a huge cyclone suddenly appeared in the sky, and suddenly appeared. The size of this cyclone is almost the same as that of Yancheng, and the cyclone is getting thicker and darker.

【Shura】

Two words came out of his mouth lightly, and his eyes lit up.

As his hand went down, black lightning suddenly fell from the cyclone in the sky that covered the entire Yan City. Every black lightning bolt roared like a black dragon that destroyed the world, and swooped down on the earth.

Celestial Palace.

The moment the cyclone appeared, Ning Xiaolou's face suddenly changed: "You guys are too much!"

He stood up suddenly, his body turned into a phantom and soared into the air, his body became extremely huge, and he directly raised his hands to support the cyclone.

"It's not too much, it's you who hesitate. ”

Xu Shuyi, who was sitting opposite Ning Xiaolou, said with some regret: "Do you still choose to stand on the opposite side of us in the end? Just for a little person..... The emperor said that although you have many acts of disobedience and arrogance, you will still be given a chance. However, your choice today is wrong. ”

He stood up and walked out without the slightest hesitation.

"I ......"

Ning Xiaolou's face was a little ugly, although the person looked like he was still sitting there, the phantom supporting the huge cyclone was obviously a little powerless.

"Millions of people in a city. ”

Xu Shuyi said as he walked out: "You are a king, you are really ruthless. ”

"Your subjects will blame you...... Your father will too, and his will hate you and blame you for destroying such a paradise-like place he created with his own hands. Every brick in Yancheng has his hard work. ”

Ning Xiaolou obviously hesitated, and his face kept changing.

"Emperor Zun said that everyone who falls on Immortal Island is a disaster. Those who are willing to surrender will be kept to see the after-effects, and those who cannot surrender will be eliminated. Although I don't know why Emperor Zun did this, but ...... Emperor Zun's words, who dares not to listen?"

The corners of Ning Xiaolou's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of pain.

The incomparably huge cyclone shrouded the sky over Yancheng with the power of destroying the world, and the people who had already sensed the danger came out of their homes one after another, raising their heads to look at the terrifying celestial phenomenon. One by one, the black dragons coiled, as if they were about to pounce down at any time. And now what is stopping these black dragons is Ning Xiaolou, who stands up to the sky. Ning Xiaolou, who was dressed in white, turned into a giant, holding a cyclone, and this scene was extremely shocking.

One knelt down, and then all who saw it knelt. They paid their respects to Ning Xiaolou, and they had never believed so sincerely in their lives that that person could protect their safety and their homeland.

"Your Majesty!"

"Stop it!"

An old man with white hair cried bitterly, tears streaming down his shriveled face.

At the same time, in Asgard.

Qingta Immortal Venerable stood next to the huge throne and glanced at Qinglian cautiously. He felt that he was becoming less and less aware of this emperor who controlled the life and death of the world. He looked at Qinglian and felt that he might be nothing in his eyes, as long as he wanted to destroy himself, he would be scattered in the next second.

"Emperor, I'm ...... I still don't understand that those so-called people who fell to the Immortal Island are just a group of lowly cultivators. For the sake of these people, you don't hesitate to have some conflicts with the Ziluo Emperor, it seems that ......"

"Doesn't seem worth it?"

Qinglian raised her head and glanced at him, then asked rhetorically.

Qingta Immortal Venerable lowered his head: "The minister really doesn't understand. ”

"You're not there yet......"

Qinglian sighed, and there was some worry in her eyes. For a person like him, what could be more worrying than offending the Ziluo Immortal Emperor? After all, in this world, the only person who could threaten him was Ziluo.

Not to this height...... These words are very hurtful, Qingta is already an Immortal Venerable, the first person under the Immortal Emperor.

"I haven't dreamed for a long time, and since I have cultivated to the True Immortal level, I won't dream anymore, because I can control my thoughts and desires anytime and anywhere, and the dream won't come back. But these days, I have a nightmare almost every night...... When you reach the emperor level, you will have the ability to predict, and speaking of which, the so-called foreknowledge is the perception of the power of time. When you have a deep understanding, you can see some fragments of the future. ”

Qinglian was silent for a while and then said, "Why do you think I am against Ziluo? Actually, it's very simple, Ziluo's understanding of the power of time is stronger than mine. I didn't believe it, he didn't know what I had foreseen. Mortals are not afraid of nightmares, and they are only afraid of the moment of nightmares. But I'm afraid...... I don't have nightmares for no reason. ”

He stood up and walked out of the main hall, and the Qingta Immortal Venerable followed behind, hanging his head slightly, looking extremely humble and respectful.

Standing outside the main hall, there is a layer of clouds at the end of the square.

Qinglian raised her hand and waved, the clouds and mist dissipated, and a picture appeared in that sky, it was Yancheng. Ning Xiaolou, who was dressed in white, looked more and more struggling with the huge cyclone.

"The lowly are still resisting. ”

Qinglian glanced back at Qingta Immortal Venerable: "I dreamed of ...... An island fell and fell into the human realm. There was a man who couldn't see clearly, and he destroyed Asgard...... Now do you know why I would go to the expense of violet? Because I'm sure he saw it too. ”

nt

Remember the mobile version URL: m.