228. Chapter 228: Dislike
The universe of the Wasteland Tower is extremely vast, and planets of all sizes sometimes collide together and are destroyed explosively. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Here, it can be said that no one has been here for hundreds of millions of years, and now it has been opened by the ancient gods, and countless people have opened their eyes.
Who created the Wasteland Tower? Such a miraculous inner space does not belong to the universe outside the sky.
Gu Tuo showed his intention, and the two cooperated, combining their swords and seizing the ancient god ancestral weapon.
Wang Fan thought for a while, then nodded, "Have you ever seen the Ancient God Ancestral Weapon?"
"How could I have seen it!, but as soon as the Ancient God Ancestor Weapon comes out, the Orthodox God Clan will definitely feel it, and we will grab it when the time comes." Gutuo said.
Wang Fan nodded, so one person, one sheep and two "robbers" embarked on a journey here.
Because the space storage can't be used, Gu Tuo's body has become larger, and he is carrying the female Ji Chong on his back.
And Wang Fan saw it, and also thought of something, he asked Gu Tuo to wait for a while.
However, after a while, Wang Fan also carried a corpse, the corpse was covered by a shroud, only a pair of felt shoes were exposed, and the whole body was tightly wrapped and impermeable.
However, there is still a feeling that makes people's hearts palpitate, and I can't stop chilling all over my body.
At that moment, Gu Tuo almost jumped up, and retreated in fright.
"What are you carrying?" said Gutuo!!, in horror.
Wang Fan nodded.
"You're looking for death, what are you doing with it!" Gu Tuo didn't dare to approach Wang Fan, and his heart palpitated.
Wang Fan said: "Aren't you going to rob the ancient god ancestor weapon? When the supreme of the gods and demons makes a move, we can't escape, and this ancestor may be able to come in handy." ”
Gu Tuo thought about it, it was really right, I had to admire Wang Fan, this kid sometimes has a very bright head, and he can always think of a way.
No wonder I can't tiger him, he's too shrewd.
Gu Tuo walked in front with Ji Chong on his back, always keeping a distance from Wang Fan, and suddenly turned around and said, "You kid is not cold! That's a corpse." ”
Not to mention, Wang Fan really felt cold, and his heart was hairy, so he could carry it, if he changed someone, he might be scared to death.
Wang Fan didn't say anything and continued to move forward.
"Stay away from me, you kid. Gu Tuo said with a look of disgust.
Wang Fan looked at Ji Chong on his back, and he was really disgusted.
So one person and one sheep, one disliked the other, and set out on the road.
“......”
In the Wasteland Tower, a battle began, and some people even hit the idea of the ancient god soldiers, and they were almost on the verge of success, while some people had already succeeded.
That man was Chi He, the son of the ancient devil.
He was very domineering, and in the face of a bronze sword of more than a hundred zhang, he wanted to subdue him.
The bronze sword is huge, it has its own spiritual intelligence, and it has been waiting here for its true master, and when it is disturbed, it immediately fights back.
The powerful sword qi was slashed down on the head, and the thousands of meters of sword qi Changhong could cut off the mountain peak, but it was resisted by Chi He, and an earth-shattering energy wave erupted.
The stars in the void trembled as if they were likely to fall at any moment.
You come and go, Chi He is also domineering, the void exploded several times, and finally three hours later, Chi He's **** body, muscles like a dragon swim away, he holds a bronze sword in his hand, more than two meters long.
The bronze sword was really subdued by him!
The people who stepped into the Wasteland Tower together were stunned for a while.
Especially Tianjiao, who came from all over the Beichen realm, looked at Chi He and felt a chill.
This person must not be provoked.
However, not only Chi He got the chance, but Ling, the daughter of the Protoss, also got a powerful ancient treasure, and she had an outstanding demeanor, like a goddess who came into the world and gave birth to a lotus step by step. Fight with two rays of light, one white and one red.
They are two hydrangeas, but they are one yin and one yang, ice and fire.
Ling, the daughter of the Protoss, finally subdued two ice and fire hydrangeas after several fierce battles, one ice and one fire double heavens, and the mana was boundless.
There are constantly strong characters appearing, and they are very talented, and they are here to make their best moves.
Especially the gods and demons, the young people in the two races, fighting together, either you die, or I die.
Tianjiao in the Beichen realm was targeted, especially Xuan Meng and Leng Mengjie, the two women joined forces for the first time.
The person who fought fiercely with him was a blood-orthodox god clan, and he also stared at Xuan Meng's gold ring bracelet, and felt more and more that the gold ring bracelet was very similar to the treasures recorded in ancient books, and there was also Leng Mengjie's martial arts heavenly book.
This person is none other than Osan Yao, the son of the Sacred Mountain.
"You two daughters might as well follow me in the future and become inferior women!"
Osan Yao has blonde hair, a slender figure, and delicate skin like beautiful porcelain, cold and arrogant but domineering, like a son of a god.
In the distance, the female cultivators of the demigod clan were all jealous of Leng Mengjie and Xuan Meng.
Being able to become a female inferiority of Osan Yao, not a female slave, this is Osan Yao's recognition of them, and this kind of treatment is not something that anyone can get.
The two women didn't speak, and someone in the Beichen Realm Tianjiao on the side couldn't help but stand up and speak.
It was Li Qiutian and Luo Feng, who were also princes, and they each had thoughts about the two daughters, and they didn't want each other to be humiliated, so they stood up.
"Protoss, you're too arrogant. Li Qiu Tiandao.
Wushan Yao's eyes turned cold, and he said, "The two of you have the aura of the Haoran Emperor, so you must be the prince of the realm where you came, right?"
The two of them were shocked, and they were seen by Osan Yao at a glance.
"Get out!" snorted Uzan Yao.
All the people around suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.
However, which one of Li Qiutian or Luo Feng is not a strong person! Especially after obtaining the inheritance of the underworld, he thinks that he is not inferior to anyone.
At the same time, they wanted to see if the combat power level of the orthodox Protoss was really as legendary, and the young generation of the Protoss was much stronger than them.
The older generation is not confident, but that doesn't mean they are not confident either.
"I don't think I can do it, Lord Wushan Yao is the son of the Sacred Mountain, his talent is in the core of the Protoss, he is a first-class master, and this group of slaves also wants to challenge!" said the Demigod Clan disdainfully.
As a result, a group of demigods stepped forward, hoping to challenge the two of them instead of Uzan Yao.
Wu Shanyao shook his head and said, "No, these two people are very weird, and they don't lose to any of you." ”
Hearing this, the demigod powerhouses didn't believe it very much, but since Wushan Yaodu said something, they could only retreat and provide for the battlefield.
"Let's go up together. Wu Shanyao hooked his finger and said.
Li Qiutian and Luo Feng's faces were slightly angry, the cultivation of the two of them was the realm of the Seven Heavens of the Treasure Mirror, and Wu Shanyao also had the realm of the Eight Heavens, in fact, they were not too far apart, and the other party was so contemptuous of them.
Li Qiutian's ten fingers emitted a dim light, and it could be seen that the ghostly fire was floating, stimulating people's spirits.
"It turned out to be a different fire from heaven and earth, what kind of fire is this!" Wu Shanyao smiled softly.
Li Qiutian moved, his whole person turned into a raging flame, the blue-purple sun, as dazzling as the sun, with a diameter of hundreds of meters, roaring towards Wushan Yao.