"Stop talking, there is absolutely no way I can hand over the Golden Sword Spirit to you."
"What a loving couple." The sinister voice sounded leisurely, "Since you don't want to hand over the Golden Sword Spirit so much, then don't blame me for being rude."
A figure suddenly appeared not far away.
What kind of face is that?
There is absolutely no abomination or hatred of a man in the dark. This is definitely the face of a handsome man beyond the standard.
He looked to be in his twenties or thirties, with a youthful complexion and unparalleled appearance, with a unique domineering look between his brows.
If Di Yunshang's beauty is natural, then the beauty of the person in front of him is like being carved with a knife and an axe. Although his facial features are not perfect, when put together, they give people the impression that they are too perfect.
There was a black mole on his neck. Lan Shengxue remembered this person. He was the mysterious man who appeared in the temple that day.
"Di Yunshang, how do you feel when you meet face to face for the first time?"
"It gives people an urge to kill."
Wuwang laughed, "Di Yunshang, don't you think you and I look similar?"
Di Yunshang narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't think so."
"Hahaha!!!" Wuwang smiled excitedly, "Di Yunshang, sooner or later, you will become like me."
"You want me to be your accessory?"
"It's fun to deal with smart people." Wuwu felt that treating Di Yunshang as his enemy was his wisest choice in this life.
"Hand over the Golden Sword Spirit and her, and I will let those people go." Wuwang pointed at Lan Shengxue rudely, and then pointed at Fanshi and others.
Di Yunshang's light blue eyes flashed an icy ripple, and Wuwu's words made it very clear, he not only wanted the Golden Sword Spirit, but also the Holy Snow?
"Your age and psychology are completely mismatched. You are really too naive."
Wuwu was not annoyed at all, "Really? Today, you can't escape in front of me."
Di Yunshang and Lan Shengxue had long known that today would be an inevitable fierce battle.
The appearance of this person represents a river of blood.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I will be your master!" There is no shame in saying this.
This is his ultimate goal.
Lan Shengxue's heart tightened. Wuwu's intention was very clear. He wanted Di Yunshang to be transformed into a demon, because a demonized person would not recognize any relatives and would have no consciousness.
"Really? This goal of yours will never be achieved."
"Hahaha!!!" Wuwu laughed crazily, and with a wave of his hand, Qisha and Tianfeng appeared with the red-eyed ghost-faced man and some evil spirits with black energy, "Have you seen the tragic situation of the Western Jin Dynasty? You disobeyed me.
His fate is right in front of his eyes."
"What nonsense, let's do it."
"I ask you again, are you serious about not surrendering? I tell you, I am a person from the God's Throne, fused with the spirit of the Lord God, and am the Lord of the Earth."
"Fake god?" Lan Shengxue snorted coldly, "You have merged with the spirit of the Lord God. Do your parents know?"
Wuwang's eyes turned cold. These words could not deceive Di Yunshang and Lan Shengxue?
The two sides were at war with each other and were about to move at the first touch.
Wuwang waved to Tianfeng and others, and they unanimously sent red-eyed ghost-faced men and black evil spirits to attack Brahma, Mo Yan, and Xiaohuo Ren.
And while everyone was fighting, an uninvited guest came.
"Stop!" This voice was too strong.
Di Yunshang only felt that it was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. When he saw the sudden arrival, his eyes narrowed.