The seven-tailed fox looked unwilling, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything, but retreated in embarrassment.

"Heh..."

"We respect your brother."

"Not everyone can be pretending to be a tiger, in front of us, teaching us to do things."

The patriarch of the Twelve Divine Clans looked at the seven-tailed fox with the same coldness and disdain.

Apparently, they never took the seven-tailed fox in their eyes.

And this also made the seven-tailed fox understand the fact that all the backers except for himself are just vain.

It's a lesson in the lesson.

"The twelve god races are all here, and the human race has not sent anyone to come forward so far, which is really arrogant."

"I don't know what tomorrow will be."

"Everyone..."

"Add a fire, and let the despair in their hearts burn completely."

As he spoke, the gluttony let out a deafening roar!

The roar reverberated in this void, continuous, and could be heard clearly even at the Demon Suppression Gate.

The next moment, it stepped several meters in this void, and stood less than ten miles outside the Demon Suppression Pass, condescendingly, looking down at the soldiers below.

Almost simultaneously, the other ten patriarchs simultaneously exuded their own coercion to the extreme, scattered with gluttony, and surrounded the Demon Suppression Pass.

Eleven behemoths that cover the sky and the sun, with cold, fierce eyes, like ancient demon gods.

But...

"No more playing, no more playing!"

Yuan Qingshan looked at the remaining '34567' in his hand, and suddenly inserted the card into the card pile, shouting scoundrelly.

And his face has already been painted all over the king.

I even want to add two more, but I don't know where to add it.

"You're playing badly!"

"Shameless!"

A group of people glared at Yuan Qingshan dissatisfied, ready to move, and had the posture of beating him again.

"Don't you see that the foreign enemies have run to the door?"

"If we continue to fight, it will be disrespectful to them!"

"The old man, as the new pavilion master of the Mo Pavilion, is for the honor of the human race!"

"You old gamblers know a fart!"

Yuan Qingshan stiffened his neck and fought with these people.

The reservists in the distance watched the scene silently.

If under normal circumstances, in the face of this obscuring scene, they will naturally be afraid, even if they are veterans, their hearts will be full of pressure.

After all, the threat on the other side is too terrifying, desperately terrifying.

But these old-timers around them have been arguing and arguing, causing them to be curious about what cards Yuan Qingshan has left...

For a while, when I looked at the eleven Protoss patriarchs in the sky, it seemed...

That's it.

At least in terms of shamelessness, not as good as the top bigwigs of their Terran race.

It seems that at this moment, shameless... It's all an advantage.

Yuan Qingshan wiped the turtle on his face indiscriminately, coughed lightly, and wanted to stand up.

But Qi Changshan got up one step ahead of him, and pressed his shoulders with his hands.

"Rest."

"It's a shame to have a colorful face."

The sound is so cold that it doesn't sound good.

Yuan Qingshan's face instantly darkened: "How embarrassed are you to say it, your appearance is as strong as that of an old man?" ”

"But Xiao Chu Lao, where did you buy the paint, this effect is too good!"

Yuan Qingshan rubbed hard again, his face was blurry, but he just couldn't wipe it off.

He looked at Chu Yu with resentment.

What responded to him was Chu Yu's innocent expression.

"Rub, let that old thing pretend."

"It's uncomfortable!"

Yuan Qingshan was still scolding in his mouth.

And Qi Changshan stepped out of the edge of the city wall with his hands behind his back, as if there was a transparent staircase under his feet, supporting him to rise into the air.

"Here's some special effects..."

Yuan Qingshan sat on the ground so casually and spoke in a low voice.

A few thieves and old men looked clear, and they had a tacit understanding with each other, and they didn't mean to be ashamed at all.

"Dawn, see the light."

"Fifth Technique!"

"A ray of early sun..."

One of them, a gray-haired, kind-looking, kind old man, muttered to himself at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, in the middle of the night, the dark clouds suddenly dispersed!

In the eastern sky, a ray of sunlight appeared out of thin air, soft, sacred, falling from the sky and swaying on Qi Changshan's body.

The somewhat cold face seemed to become more majestic at this moment.

Purely from the perspective of light effect, the effect is full.

"The immortals touch my top, and I will receive immortality in my hair."

"Sixth technique."

"Immortal ladder!"

Another old man spoke lazily, his head slightly bowed, his white hair covering his forehead.

Faintly, there seemed to be a flash of light at the center of his eyebrows.

When Qi Changshan took another step, there were inexplicably more pure golden steps under his feet!

There is no end to this staircase at a glance, but vaguely, it seems that you can see a palace from a very far distance!

"The fairy sound is faint, and the clouds are open and the fog is dispersed."

"Prosperous Chang'an!"

"Third skill!"

"Immortal Introduction!"

Another murmur, as the sound fell, and near the staircase, there was a little more sound of the piano.

The voice loomed, as if there were phantoms of fairies.

Hold the lute in your hand and pluck the strings.

In a short time, a crane flew through the sky and landed at the foot of Qi Chang Mountain, as if showing him the way.

The town demon was closed, and all kinds of quietly groping sounds continued to sound.

Yuan Qingshan raised his head and looked at the air with envy.

"You ugly, you're at the peak of your life!"

"If it weren't for the quality of this paint, I would be standing there now!"

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Yu again with resentment.

What responded to him was only Chu Yu's innocent eyes.

"Ugh..."

Yuan Qingshan let out a long sigh and shook his head.