"I?"

"Kneel?"

Wang Li read these words, looked up and down at the "Lord in Yellow", and deliberately looked at its slender braids that stretched out from the back of its head even though it was no longer human, like a thin mouse's tail, with a smile on its face.

Why did he Wang Li become a Saint Seiya? Isn't it just that my knees are hard, and I can't kneel down at all!

I haven't knelt down in the Overworld for more than ten years, and now I'm kneeling in front of you, the money rattail pigtail?!

What is he trying to do!

How well is this text prison organized? Tu He has a beautiful money rattail braid? Or is it a matter of making a decision?

Wang Li shook his head and sighed: "Taking Zhu is not the right color, and the different species is also called the king." ”

"How daring!"

When the "emperor" saw this, he was furious.

"Receiving the dirt of the country, being the master of the society, receiving the country is ominous, and he is the king of the world.

"I am the supreme of the human world, carrying the vision of hundreds of millions of people, the dragon vein of the country, how can I be a different species?!!"

"So what shall I say? Oh, it's small, it's cute, too. Wang Li looked at him and said with such sincere admiration.

"Ahh Now, this emperor can't collapse completely...

"It's the other way around! It's the other way around! It's the opposite! The minion has killed the master!! ”

"I give you a chance to be a dog minion, you don't want it, then die! I want to punish the Nine Clans! ”

"Nope! I'm going to punish you ten clans!! ”

Emperor Daman was angry and corrupted.

Faintly, his already decayed and degenerate, even more foul-smelling and erosive shell was constantly expanding and expanding, and in an instant, he directly broke through the palace and turned into an infinite horror, hundreds of feet high and low evil god!

The figure of this terrifying evil god was extremely huge, like a mountain, but it was also skinny. Lingering beyond the sky, yet close at hand.

Wrapped in tattered yellow clothes, his face is deeply hidden in the depths of the yellow hat, and his posture is hazy and unimaginable.

Anyone who witnessed this yellow-clothed evil god felt that they were in the vast stage of fate, and it was indescribable in all directions, as if they were about to completely submerge themselves in a terrible suffocation.

The indescribable yellow-clothed evil god overlooked the earth above the heavenly dome, and countless slippery and greasy tentacles squirmed endlessly under his yellow clothes.

Under the face hidden by the yellow coat and hat, it is extremely empty, as if there is no trace of business black, the calm and madness, the cold and the fanaticism are intertwined all the time, but at this moment, there seem to be countless eyes open together, looking at Wang Li together!

Emperor Daman opened his withered hands like dry bones, and saw that the rotten and old, tattered yellow robe broke through the entire palace, covering the sky and the sun.

Fragments of rotten and withered yellow cloth drooped from the depths of the sky, like puppet silk threads.

There were all kinds of indescribable crazy blood stains on it, even if it was a little blurry due to the corrosion of time, Wang Li could still feel a mysterious, ancient, and obscure qi flowing endlessly!

This set of yellow clothes, don't look at its old and shabby, but it is really the first treasure of their court.

At the beginning, when the number of Heavenly Dao orders flowed, from the previous dynasty to its fullness, it was this set of yellow clothes that descended from the great sun outside the sky, like a godsend.

It is also from the beginning of the heaven-sent yellow clothes that it will stand out from an inconspicuous Manchu tribe in the hundred branches of the Northern Barbarians, and become the largest barbarian in the north step by step.

Then, the cultivator sects all over the world also received the revelation of the "Mandate of Heaven" that fell from the sky, knew that it was easier to humane artifacts, and even got the promise of "supporting the replacement of the Lord of humanity, having great merits, and being able to fly to heaven and become immortals and ancestors".

Naturally, they also threw themselves into Daman one after another, and worked together to bury the previous dynasty.

As a result, the ...... "prosperous era" of the Manchu Dynasty was created.

It can be said that since the founding of the Daman Imperial Court, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has only been passed down in the hands of one Daman emperor, and others do not say that they are wearing, even if they touch it a little, it is a mortal crime to be punished by the nine clans!

Its importance, even the "official atmosphere" created by the Daman Imperial Court for hundreds of years, can't actually be compared with its case!

And now, this yellow suit still does not disappoint.

However, in the blink of an eye, under the control of the yellow-clothed evil god who was like a sky, it had already included the entire vast royal capital into its scope.

Heaven, earth, air, matter, human heart,......

Countless strips of yellow cloth hung down, wrapping around every point of every Daman royal capital one by one.

The whole majestic king immediately seemed to become a stage full of boundless grotesques and evil in front of Wang Li.

All living beings, from the civil ministers and military generals, the emperors and nobles, down to the common people, the poor and the poor, are all under the control of the yellow old and rotten silk, like the most rigid puppets, wantonly performing the show that the yellow-clothed evil god wants to see on this huge stage!

And the core of this "stage", the only place that the lord in yellow always pays attention to, is undoubtedly Wang Li!

"I give you a chance to be a dog slave, you don't know how to thank you, then let me control all your fate, and become a soulless prostitute for the rest of your life!"

"Tut-tut......"

Wang Li raised his head and looked at this statue hundreds of zhang high, whose posture and appearance could be an ultimate boss on any set, and the emperor couldn't help but be dumbfounded, especially Wang Li, after he saw that the emperor was trying to use yellow-clothed silk to overturn his fate and control himself like a puppet, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

If you play other tricks, you can do it.

But now you still want to rely on some kind of strange artifact to control your own fate?

What grade are you!

Even if they are extremely proficient in fate, cause and effect, a legal net envelops the nine heavens and ten earths, the three realms and ten directions, up to the Purple Mansion Daojun, the Jinque Heavenly Emperor, the Western Heaven Buddha, the Netherworld Sect Master, down to a grain of dust, a green grass, a breath of aura, a little drop of water, there is not a trace of omission.

As long as it is a slightly Taoist character, you pull a piece of grass in front of his door and inhale a breath of aura from his family, he can make all the people in your family in the eighteenth generation, and the color of the underwear they wear every day is clear The diverse world on the side of Shushan, Wang Li can still dig wool out of it, and "Qingcheng Qi Practice" is even more practiced to the realm of more than two hundred layers.

You cat and dog, also come to touch my "fate"?

The primordial supergod behind me, Kronos, doesn't he want to lose face!

But...... This small scene is far from enough to require the Chronos giant to come forward.

Or to be more precise, if even this little scene has to be a Chronos giant to stand up for himself, then wouldn't my Wang Li become the second generation of classic villains in various classics, crying and going home to find adults to take revenge after a little setback?

Is this really the case, the mentally retarded system that has been secretly waiting behind her back to see her own jokes, isn't that going to dislocate her jaw with laughter?

"It's just telling the truth, why did you break the defense? Oh, so you're really small. ”

Wang Li looked up at the yellow-clothed evil god above the heavenly sky, and as soon as he pointed out, he saw a finger to open the night, and Qingcheng Yiqi performed the brilliant starlight entwined and intertwined, and twelve kinds of galaxies that compiled various strange and wonderful stars appeared, the hub of creation, and the vitality of Vientiane followed!

Streamers rushed out.

All of a sudden!

A finger as clear as jade, wrapped around the galaxy in the sky, covering all the sights of this Great Man Emperor, this was the last sight he saw.

(End of chapter)