Di Lingreba's face turned pale, and when he saw that Lao Xilong fell into deep thought after reading the information, and he didn't even pay attention to him and Zhao Yun anymore, he felt a little bad.

Because there are two god-level here, Zhao Yun did not cover the divine thoughts, so he did not know the specific situation, but the mobile phone vibrate, and after looking at it, he understood the reason, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Looking up at Di Ling Reba: "King Di Ling, do you think that I am not worthy of being on an equal footing with Amoeba seniors?"

This question is not easy to answer, and Amoeba now seems to be stuck in his own world, and he doesn't listen to what is going on outside the window, and he will not relieve Di Lingeba at all, so he is even more passive.

It's definitely not okay to go down and sit on that small bench, then this Di Ling King doesn't have to be the king, but he can't do it without moving, if he does it, it's even worse, without amoeba's help, he can't win, at this time, those aristocratic officials should come out to solve the siege, but Di Ling Reba looked around, those noble officials trembled, their feet couldn't walk, and they couldn't get out of the siege.

... Hey, no, there is a noble official who can break the siege, his position is a big tribute, Shi Hugui, this guy is a god, and he will not be so shocked that he can't move.

... Oh, by the way, I was afraid that he had bad breath and a cheap mouth, so I found a reason to break him off, and I don't know if he came back...

Di Lingreba's eyes wandered, and he finally saw Shi Hugui dressed in black, he was standing among the noble officials, looking at him anxiously, but Shi Hugui was in a hurry, but he just kept his mouth shut and didn't speak.

... This is, I asked him not to speak without my approval, but he is not so stupid on weekdays, why does he seem to be downgraded today?

After taking a closer look at Shi Hugui again, he saw that his head was a little deformed, as if he had been ironed out by a frying pan, which was a bit picturesque.

... Hit stupid?

Di Lingreba felt that a century had passed, Zhao Yun below looked at him with a sneer, Lao Xilong closed his eyes and pondered and ignored him, Shi Hugui looked anxious, and the other officials trembled, how should this be good?

"Shi Hugui, go arrange two chairs, and we will sit and talk with Amoeba seniors and Zhao Yun today, and exchange god-level experiences. Finally, Di Lingreba found an excuse and took the initiative to greet Shi Hugui.

He also wondered a little in his heart, why did his brain seem to become useless, could it be the effect of pulling out the dragon's horns?

Hearing Di Lingreba's words, Shi Hugui finally found his way, hurriedly moved two luxurious chairs and placed them next to Amoeba, and then looked at Angelis, Einstanford and others.

"Why don't you go back first, this is a god-level chat, I'm afraid you will pee if you listen to it. ”

He is telling the truth, if they are all like Zhao Yun's coercive chat, people who have not reached the god level will not only pee if they hear it, but they will even die.

But the person he said didn't agree with it.

Angelis didn't answer, shook the two oxen, and let out a strong breath, this is a god-king weapon, enough to shock everyone.

Einstanford touched his chest with his hand, and a golden-red armor appeared out of thin air to cover himself, and then held up a shield of faint blue light, covering him and Ouyang Lili.

Shi Hugui was shocked by the sense, this shield definitely has god-level strength, even if he goes all out, it will take a few pans to break it.

Well, thinking of this, he was suddenly stunned, where is his frying pan?

Touching his flat face, Shi Hugui stood there and fell into deep thought, always feeling that he seemed to have forgotten something, and his brain was not very good. god

Zhao Yun also felt a little strange at this time, how could this Shi Hugui look like an idiot, he was really stupid by his own frying pan?

The pan has been put away by him, Zhao Yun immediately contacted the two major artifacts to take a look, and as a result, Long Ye sent a message, this pan is very evil, although the whole is very weak, but it has a crazy quality, it can directly attack the soul, but it is not harm, but some strange models are superimposed on it, which makes people's thinking confused.

Zhao Yun looked at it, it was something like a Mobius ring, it was very terrifying, and he would have a headache when he saw it, as if he had been forcibly instilled with a high number in his head.

This overlay model is very weird, it is actually a buff effect, although it will make the mind "lost", but it will also greatly increase the soul defense, because when the enemy attacks the soul, it will also get lost, which causes its effect to work most of the time.

Looking at Shi Hugui who was caught in his brain circuit speechlessly, Zhao Yun shuddered, fortunately he was not directly hit by this frying pan at the beginning, otherwise he would have made a big ugly.

Di Lingreba wordlessly pulled Shi Hugui to sit down, and he also put his butt on another chair, his eyes drifting to Zhu Aotian and the others.

Zhao Yun and the five of them can speak with their strength, and they can participate in this god-level dialogue, what about Zhu Aotian and the others?

But seeing that Zhu Aotian was not in a hurry, he waved his hand to let the logistics staff leave, and he took out a hand-held fan from the bracelet, pressed the switch, and the fan blades turned leisurely, blowing a cool breeze.

Zhu Aotian took the fan and blew it, and at the same time pulled a chair and sat in the god-level discussion circle.

When he got closer, Di Lingeba and the others were shocked to realize that this fan was not simple, it was actually an artifact, it looked like a hand-held fan, but in fact, it was actually a floor fan!

Zhu Aotian sat down and put the hand-held fan on the ground, and the fan grew into a half-person-high floor fan, with strong wind, blowing Zhu Aotian's black hair like he was filming a shampoo advertisement.

Of course, these are all appearances, and a group of gods can also see the reality of the void, this fan is very powerful, it is a divine weapon, there are wisps of divine power and divine will hidden, but it casts a layer of mist on Zhu Aotian who is blown by it, so that he gives birth to a body of sacredness.

Not only that, but if you hold this floor fan in your hand and swipe it when you fight, you can harvest a large amount of life, and the enemy will be stirred into the fan blades and then ground into a pulp.

This is an artifact that Wang Xi gave to Zhu Jingshen, but Zhu Jingshen gave it to Zhu Aotian to protect this descendant.

Zhao Yun smiled, compared with the Xushen Pavilion, this Di Ling King must have a hole in his brain.

He spoke: "Since everyone is sitting down, let's talk, Di Lingreba, when did you collude with the dragon clan and give birth to the opposite horn on your head?

These words were greeting Di Ling Reba's mother, and King Di Ling was about to blow up after hearing this, but was preempted by Shi Hugui: "Fart, our Di Ling King is talented and has the capital of the God Emperor, how can we need any dragon bloodline!"

Zhao Yun laughed when he heard this, and looked at Lao Xilong, who was blue with a blue face, while Di Lingreba next to him had a dull expression at the moment, presumably confused by the divine assistance of his pig teammates.

Lao Xilong opened his eyes, and glanced at Shi Hugui for a moment, but he opened his mouth to explain to Zhao Yun;

"This is about a bloodline artifact that our clan gave to King Diling, that artifact can be integrated into the body, turning the bloodline into a dragon clan, so that two horns grow on the head, and the two horns have a lot of wonderful uses. ”

Old Xilong paused, and his eyes became deep: "This is a loan to King Di Ling, let him understand it in detail, when the time comes, it will naturally be returned to the Dragon Clan, therefore, this is not any collusion, and King Di Ling does not have Dragon blood." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yun smiled, but Di Lingreba's expression was more ugly than crying.