and the brainless god of war, even if you want to be reasonable, you can't make sense!

Not far away

On a certain mountain peak, the air engine in the void was upside down and hazy, Yang Sanyang sat cross-legged in the mountain, placed a pot of tea in front of him, and looked at the figure in the distance unhurriedly, all the voices and movements of the gods could not be hidden from their ears and eyes, and everything was collected at this time.

On the delicate mutton fat jade case, the tea slowly wafted fragrant, and the smoke in the void drifted hazy, covering his silk thread and blurring the distant mountains.

A sharp edge pierced the fog in his eyes, and all the information was collected in his eyes.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "God of War? Yes! Yes, it was really a god assist, everything I was going to do was done by God of War, and it was done very well." It's just that, after all, it's a little bit worse, and I still need to add fuel to the fire, add a fire, and force the palace on the two gods of time and space. ”

To tell the truth, he didn't look down on the two gods of time and space, and he failed to compete with the God Emperor back then, so he fled away from home and retreated into the depths of time and space to cultivate. Now that I have an opportunity, I want to go out of the mountain to clean up the mountains and rivers of the Protoss, but I have been twisting and pinching and not taking responsibility.

Afraid of wolves and tigers, and you want the gods to be angry with you, how can you have a trace of overlordship?

The younger brother has been wronged, you, the boss, can't stand up for the younger brother, how can you convince the younger brother?

There was a hint of mockery in Yang Sanyang's eyes, looking at the two gods of time and space who were speechless and the Trapped Ancestor who were speechless, the corners of his mouth curled, he put away the board in front of him, and slowly stood up: "We are born to work hard!"

As the words fell, Yang Sanyang jumped up, turning into a black jade-colored unicorn, surrounded by rolling divine light, and drove the clouds and fog towards the Kunlun Mountains along the way.

It seemed that he had inadvertently discovered the gods gathered below, and he couldn't help but stare at him, and suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "Well, who is the monk below, who actually gathered people to make trouble in my Qilin clan's territory! Have you ever reported to my Qilin clan?"

The art of change, he can't! But he has the appearance of a saint.

For the Holy Dao, change is just a small technique, not worth mentioning. With the saint's divine passage method, if you want to change your face, it is just a matter of changing your thoughts, and you can't see the flaws in everyone.

Even if Da Luo is a true god, he can't see a flaw.

The god of war below is confronting the ancestors of the gods, and the atmosphere in the field is fierce at this time, and the god of war's eyes are burning, and he refuses to retreat:

"My god clan was born in heaven and earth, and was born with glory on his shoulders, how can he fear death and abandon glory without regard for it?"

"If we lose our glory, are we still the gods? Even if we beg for our lives, it is better to live than to die!" the words of the god of war were sonorous and powerful.

At this time, the god of time also had a fire in his heart, and a wave of anger rolled up in his heart: Who am I for? Am I not also for the good of the gods, in order to preserve my strength, and have a chance to regain glory in the future?

But what about you?

What he said was righteous Ling Ran, all the good things were said by you, and the bad things were all done by us!

Who wouldn't say good things?

"You also think that the words of the god of war are reasonable, this seat has done something wrong, is it or not?" The god of time raised his head and swept over the three thousand gods below, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The glory of the gods has become a burden that the gods cannot give up! It is the last insistence of the gods. The gods, being dragged down by the glory of the gods!

When the gods heard this, they all bowed their heads.

If you don't deny it, you admit it!

In an instant, the god of time and the god of space were inexplicably cold, and he made all kinds of concessions for the sake of the gods, but the other party didn't accept it and didn't understand his difficulties, which was really chilling to the extreme.

At this time, the god of time wanted to throw out a sentence: 'Since you want to fight with the three clans, then just go, and we will not stop you.' Since you are not satisfied with my disposition, then I will simply flee into the void and let you and others toss it!'

But he didn't!

Seeing the power of the saint, he had already rippled in his heart after all, and he couldn't give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Just when the god of time wanted to say something, he heard a rebuke from afar, and the words were arrogant and domineering, with the taste of looking down.

I saw a cloud of colored light circulating in the sky, and a black jade unicorn stepped on the auspicious clouds, coming from the sky, and fell in the field in an instant, looking down at the gods in the field.

"Aren't you all dumb, grandpa, I'm asking you to wait, why didn't you respond?" Yang Sanyang's black jade unicorn toes glanced at the gods in the field arrogantly: "There are so many masters, they are gathered in one place, there must be a big conspiracy, you will follow me back to the Qilin clan and accept the investigation of the Qilin clan." ”

The gods didn't speak, and they didn't even pay attention to the black jade unicorn, but looked at the god of time, a pair of eyes, containing thousands of complicated emotions.

"Little Qilin, since you know that there are many masters here, don't retreat quickly, if it's too late, be careful of your head!" The Trapping Ancestor scolded, and Da Luo Wei faintly blocked Yang Sanyang.

"Yohe, you're still a master? Then you have to bring you back, if you and other masters gather together, there must be a big conspiracy!" Yang Sanyang shook his head, his voice full of pride.

Hearing this, the God of War turned around with a gloomy face, and stared at the black jade Qilin with a pair of eyes: "Little beast, even if the Qilin King is in front of me, I don't dare to boast of such a mouthful, and ask me to tie up your Qilin clan to be investigated." If you are interested, you will disappear from my eyes immediately, if you are too late...... Oh, the majesty of the gods is not to be taken lightly. ”

"Gods, gods?" Yang Sanyang's Qilin seemed to recognize the path of the group of monks in front of him.

"Little brute, if you are afraid, get out of here!" said the man, his face was fierce and he smiled coldly.

"Afraid, all the great gods spare their lives, but they are scared to death! The little ones are so frightened that their souls fly out of the sky, and they just ask the masters to spare the lives of the little ones, and the little ones will never dare to do so in the future, and the little ones will go! This will go!" The black jade unicorn transformed by Yang Sanyang suddenly begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother, and he looked like he was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky.

"Hmph, the little beast should not hurry away, so as not to defile Grandpa's eyes!"

"Little brute, if you don't roll again, you will cramp and peel the skin, and burn the barbecue!"

"Brute, master, I'm short of a mount, why don't you try it?

“......”

At this time, all kinds of insults came to the gods, and the anger in their hearts was vented to Yang Sanyang.

The ink jade unicorn transformed by Yang Sanyang was panicked, ran a few steps into the distance, and then suddenly turned around and stared at the gods with a mocking expression: "A group of guys who don't know what to say and can't recognize reality, am I really afraid of you?

"Do you really think you are still living in the era of the gods? everyone, wake up! The era that belongs to you has passed!" Yang Sanyang was inserting his waist at this time, looking like you had been tricked, and the expression of the villain's triumph was vivid.

"You old sticks, you have been turned into a lost dog by my three clans, and you are not honest, and I dare to speak out when I see my master? I really don't know how thick the sky is!" Speaking of this, he looked at the god of war with disdain: "Hey, that big guy! Don't look, what about you? Come and rub my feet for grandpa." You still want to tear me apart? Wake up. You are such a wreck, you have been turned into a lost dog by my three clans, and now it is not easy to settle the dispute, even if I stand here, my cultivation is not as good as a finger of yours, do you dare to kill me?"

"Even if you are the true god of Da Luo, I only ask if you dare to kill me?" Yang Sanyang came to the god of war arrogantly: "I only ask you, I am here, do you dare to kill me? ”

Yang Sanyang pointed out with a finger and pointed it on the forehead of the god of war.

He could see that under the eyes of the god of war, there were constantly flames rising.

"Almost, add another fire!" Yang Sanyang sneered in his heart, pointed his finger at the gods, kept tapping, and mocked in his mouth: "Although your cultivation is higher than mine, you dare to hurt a single hair of my hair?

Yang Sanyang is as proud as he is at this time!

"Little brute, the majesty of the gods cannot be offended, I will kill you! I will kill you!" the god of war erupted in anger, and the murderous machine rushed into the sky.

The three thousand gods not far away also raised their heads with ugly faces at this time, and the infinite killing machine rolled over.

"Don't come nonsense, now it's hard to ask for peace, don't lose a big one because of a small one!" Even though the god of time was about to explode his lungs at this time, he had to step forward to block the god of war and separate the two.

"Get out of the way!" said the god of war through gritted teeth.

The god of time shook his head: "Calm down!"

"How can you tell me to calm down, how can I endure such humiliation?" the god of war gritted his teeth, his will in his eyes was unquestionable.

"No!" the god of time said firmly, "Your actions do not represent you alone! your actions will kill countless gods." ”。

Hearing this, the god of war slowly closed his eyes, and the muscles around him burst out: "I'm unwilling!"

"There will be retribution in the future, but not now!" the god of space stood in the middle of the two of them, and took over the conversation.

"Bear, bear, endure, I endure!" the god of war took a deep breath.

"Wretched, why don't you do it! Speaking of which, it's not a wreck? Make such a big move, who are you grinning for? Do you really think that I am scared? Speaking of which, you are still a wrecked wreck who doesn't dare to do it!" Yang Sanyang began to sneer again on the side.

As soon as these words came out, the god of war's eyes instantly turned red, his hair stood upside down, and he didn't pay attention to the god of time and space in front of him, but looked at the gods in the distance with a pair of eyes: "What do you think?"

(End of chapter)