As soon as Nanluo's words came out, the Twelve Heavenly Venerables no longer looked indifferent just now, and when it came to their vital interests, they were still very emotional. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a faction of Miaoyan Tianzun, Wenyan Tianzun has always been good friends with Miaoyan Tianzun.

Fang Yan Tianzun's face was excited, and he took the lead in standing up and waving the flag for Miao Yan Tianzun and shouting: "Shengming is no better than His Majesty the Divine Emperor! ”

Next, the Martial Soldier Tianzun, the Devouring Origin Tianzun, and the Phantom Soul Tianzun also stood up and shouted for the Wonderful Words Tianzun.

As the person concerned, it is naturally inconvenient for Miaoyan Tianzun to say good things for himself, so he has to smile indifferently and look at everything.

As the biggest competitor of Miaoyan Tianzun, the ancient Tianzun, he was naturally unwilling to be promoted to the Great Tianzun and was above the Twelve Tianzun, and took the Thunder Punishment Tianzun, Baihua Tianzun, and Hei Di Tianzun, and hurriedly spoke out against the matter of Jin Feng.

Tianjun Tianzun, Buxu Tianzun, and Creation Tianzun, the three gods are all neutral, neither agreeing nor opposing.

Nanluo sat high on the Divine Throne of Creation, looking at the Twelve Heavenly Venerables who were divided into three factions below, his face became more and more gloomy.

Since Nanluo founded the Protoss, for 100,000 years, he has been busy with retreat and cultivation, and he has no intention of paying attention to the internal changes of the Protoss.

As the saying goes, there are no factions in the party, and there are all kinds of strange things.

Unexpectedly, just 100,000 years is enough for the newborn Protoss to have all kinds of political struggles and get contaminated with those problems of fighting for power and profit.

What made Nanluo even more angry was that the Twelve Heavenly Venerables all began to fight for power and profit, and they didn't even take him, the God Emperor, in their eyes, and made noise in front of him.

As Nanluo thought, Nanluo has not shown up for 100,000 years, not to mention that the gods of the Protoss are not familiar with Nanluo, and even the Twelve Heavenly Venerables only regard Nanluo as a spiritual leader and worship it high.

Now, the Twelve Heavenly Venerables even forgot that Nanluo in front of him was the main body, not the incarnation that was enshrined high above the hall, so he dared to make noise in front of Nanluo.

"Silence!"

Nanluo shouted angrily, and the power of the demi-saint on his body gushed out like a volcanic eruption, pressing on the Twelve Heavenly Venerables like a majestic Buzhou Mountain.

Bang!bang......

In front of this half-saint power that seemed to be like heavenly might, the Twelve Heavenly Venerables had no power to resist, and they all fell off their divine seats, kneeling on their knees and worshipping, as if they couldn't even speak.

"In front of the emperor, you are noisy, what kind of system!"

Nanluo's golden pupils were extremely cold and bright, looking at the Twelve Heavenly Venerables, his tone containing infinite killing intent.

Until this time, the Twelve Heavenly Venerable Fang woke up like a dream, and realized that the Nanluo in front of him was the Divine Emperor's body, not an incarnation.

"Please ask His Majesty the Divine Emperor to condemn the crime!"

The Twelve Heavenly Venerables knelt down and bowed to the ground, with drops of cold sweat flowing from their heads, and confessed their sins in unison.

"Of course you are guilty! Look at this ugly picture of the struggle for power and profit, the emperor does not believe that you can survive the catastrophe at all. ”

"Have you forgotten that there is such a thing as a catastrophe?!"

Thinking of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans and the fierce beast clan that had been preparing for many years, and then seeing the twelve heavenly venerables fighting for power and profit in front of him, Nanluo's heart became more and more angry and dissatisfied, and his tone became more and more unkind.

Nanluo looked at the disapproving appearance of the Twelve Heavenly Venerables, and knew what they were thinking: the sky fell and there was a high roof, and everything was carried by the God Emperor.

Indeed, from the establishment of the Protoss to the domination of the Northern Wilderness, it was all operated by the south.

The Twelve Heavenly Venerables were originally from the loose alliance of gods, how could they serve the gods to the death?!

As far as the murderous heaven-killing doppelganger is concerned, can the twelve heavenly venerables really not be able to take the murderous heaven-killing clone?

No!

The Twelve Heavenly Venerables were just unwilling to serve the gods to the death, if they were willing to pay a little price and not be afraid of death, how could the murderous clone of the heavens make trouble in the city of the gods, and even be taken by Nanluo in the end.

In front of the desolate races, the Protoss can be said to have lost face.

To put it bluntly, the Twelve Heavenly Venerables all have their backs to the big tree of Nanluo and enjoy the rich fruit of the Protoss.

"Hmph, don't think that the emperor will hold up a piece of the sky for you. To tell you the truth, the catastrophe has come, and it is difficult for the emperor to protect himself, so how can he still have the energy to go to Bao'er and wait?"

Nanluo looked at the Twelve Heavenly Venerables' disapproving appearance, so he was extremely angry, and in a fit of anger, he informed the Twelve Heavenly Venerables of the news of the coming of the Great Tribulation, so that the Twelve Heavenly Venerables knew what was powerful.

As soon as this remark came out, it was really lethal.

"Your Majesty, you said that the Great Tribulation has come?" asked Miao Yan Tianzun cautiously.

The other eleven Heavenly Venerables were also pale and looked at Nanluo with luck.

Nanluo looked at the Twelve Heavenly Venerables' worried and frightened looks, his golden pupils were extremely cold, and he sneered: "Yes! The Great Tribulation has come!"

When the Twelve Heavenly Venerables received Nanluo's definite reply, they were immediately confused and at a loss.

The Twelve Heavenly Venerables had their backs against the big tree of Nanluo, and they still knew a lot of inside information, and they naturally knew how terrible the catastrophe was.

Before the catastrophe came, the Titan clan, which had been in a stalemate with the Phoenix clan for hundreds of thousands of years, had already been destroyed as cannon fodder before the catastrophe came, and they didn't even have the power to fight back.

Not to mention the patriarch of the Titan clan, the Titan Divine Monarch, who was not weaker than Nanluo at the beginning, was also reduced to cannon fodder on the eve of the catastrophe, and his soul was scattered, and he didn't run away.

There are also all the tribes in the Western Wilderness, which were driven out by the fierce beast clan, and none of them ran out of the Western Wilderness completely.

The patriarchs of all the tribes in the Western Wilderness were all killed in battle, and none of them survived.

This is only the purge on the eve of the catastrophe, which is already so cruel, so cruel, so tragic.

Now that the catastrophe has come, what should the flood be like when the world is turned upside down, the blood is flowing like a river, and all beings are wailing?

The Twelve Heavenly Venerables didn't even dare to think about that kind of terrifying and tragic picture, lest their Dao heart be damaged.

The Beast Tribulation, the first catastrophe opened up for the desolate world, was extremely tragic, influential, and wide-ranging, and no one expected it.

Whether it was the saints and immortals who were high above, or Nanluo, the Dragon Emperor, the Phoenix Emperor, and the Qilin Emperor, they did not expect that the tragedy of this catastrophe would exceed their imagination and beyond their control.

Of course, Nanluo still thinks that he can control and grasp the severity of this catastrophe.

Nanluo looked at the pale-faced Twelve Heavenly Venerables, and sneered in his heart: I can't cure you yet. After this catastrophe, I will clean you up. Rectify the order of the Protoss.

"Your Majesty, my God Clan is the Destiny of Heaven, and Your Majesty is the Lord of Destiny. The Great Tribulation shouldn't hit the Protoss hard, right?"

In the end, Fang Yan Tianzun is in charge of the law of Wen, his brain is flexible, and he thinks of the key point in an instant.

Yes, the Protoss, as the Mandate of Heaven, and Nanluo, as the Lord of the Mandate of Heaven, should take advantage of the catastrophe to rise, how could it be created by the catastrophe?

According to normal thinking, there is no problem with Fang Tianzun's thoughts.

It's just that Nanluo is a visitor from outside the world, and he gently waved his little wings, which made the fate of the flood slightly deviate from the original trajectory.

Now, no one knows whether the Protoss, the Destiny of Heaven, will be able to rise in the Great Tribulation according to its original trajectory.

Nanluo groaned slightly, thinking of his own situation, and then thinking of the layout of those high-ranking saints, he shook his head and said, "The emperor doesn't know!"

"However, this emperor knows that if the war starts, the Protoss may be besieged by the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, the Qilin Clan, and the Fierce Beast Clan. ”

Nanluo's ruthless prophecy made the Twelve Heavenly Venerables' faces even paler, and their hearts were as cold as ice.

Of the five major royal clans of the Flood Desolation, the weakest god clan may be besieged by the other four royal clans.

Your Majesty, are you kidding us?!

"Moreover, the time when the catastrophe comes, the time when the great war begins, should be after the emperor travels west to the war. ”

"In other words, you and the Protoss may have to face a siege by the four royal clans alone. ”

"No living being will come to your aid. Including the emperor, there is nothing he can do. ”

Well, the young minds of the Twelve Heavenly Venerables were completely beaten into the Netherworld Demon Abyss by Nanluo, and those who died could no longer die.

Nanluo looked at the twelve heavenly venerables one by one with their heads down and disheartened, and still reassured: "This is just the worst plan. ”

"Generally speaking, after the emperor goes west to the war, the three clans of the dragon and phoenix and the unicorn should fight with the fierce beast clan first, and the god clan may be watching from the wall. ”

"Is Your Majesty's words true?" Miao Yan Tianzun looked at Nanluo with burning eyes, and the other eleven Tianzun also looked at Nanluo with hope.

Flying from hell to heaven at once is probably the psychology of the Twelve Heavenly Venerables at this time.

From being besieged to being watched from the wall, this gap is not ordinarily large, it is simply a certain death to a life of nine deaths.

"Hmm!" Nanluo nodded, and then warned: "However, if you can't even stop the tentative attack, maybe the four royal families will still choose to destroy the God Clan first." ”

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the ministers and the Protoss will live and die together, and will never let the four royal families step into the Northern Wilderness. ”

The Twelve Heavenly Venerables were playing package tickets one after another, and said big words unceremoniously.

Nanluo didn't care about the statement of the Twelve Heavenly Venerables, if the Protoss really wanted to perish, he was afraid that one would run faster than the other.

"Since that's the case" Nanluo looked around at the Twelve Heavenly Venerables, then looked at the Miaoyan Tianzun, and said: "Miaoyan Tianzun has been promoted to the Great Tianzun, do you still have any opinions?"

"The ministers agreed with the wonderful words of Tianzun and promoted to the Great Tianzun. ”

Seeing that the Protoss was in danger, there was no Tianzun to oppose the Tianzun of the wonderful words.

This hot potato, let Miaoyan Tianzun take it!