Ji Wuri was injured, and all the war beasts rushed over immediately and protected him.
If it is someone else, then their protection is effective.
But for this mysterious old man who ignores defense and ignores everything, protection can only be regarded as a loyal attitude￠The silk spider demon immediately gave up control of the god killing, allowing the first person outside the mountain to restore freedom. Her idea was, plus
Although God Killing is not an opponent, it is at least a little help. If it can play a slight role, it is better than continuing to be trapped by love networks.
The horror also released the frost, Zhaoxi and Heizhou in the terrifying world inside the twisted halo.
In the field, every time one additional target is added, the mysterious person's attention will be distracted. In this way, the owner who has been hit hard will most likely reduce the attention and increase the chance of survival by a relatively one point.
Shuanghan and Heizhou still didn't know that there was earth-shaking changes outside, and they thought that it was Ji Wuri who was in control of the overall situation.
When he saw that he was severely injured, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
The North God Lord Zhao Xi, who had just been relieved of the drunken state and recovered from his mind, was even more inexplicable. He was still at the scene before... They were the God Lord, although the trauma was weak.
, but the sense is still there, and the horror of the mysterious man is realized, and they all unconsciously lean towards the god-killing god, including the original archenemy, who was determined to kill the god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god-killing god
If we work together, this mysterious old man will easily defeat each one and turn it into scum!
"Wait a minute, I will take action. You can go as far as you can." Shenshen Qing raised the ancient sword of Liheng and took a deep breath.
A terrifying enemy like the mysterious man.
He has never met him.
Now, it is simply a question of whether you can defeat it, but whether you can swing a sword.
In any case, as a strong man, God Killer will never allow himself to not even have the courage to fight. He escaped without a single sword and was finally killed by a mysterious person with one finger. Even if he died, God Killer would eliminate him.
Death in battle, on the battlefield, rather than dying in shame like a deserter.
"It's useless... we can't win or escape!" Zhao Xi, who has the True Wonderful Divine Mirror, showed a particularly bitter smile.
"well!"
Heizhou now feels that he is really unlucky.
Ji Wuri is already perverted enough, and he lets him play with him. Unexpectedly, such awesome Ji Wuri will even become an ant and let the meat of a mermaid. Hei Zhou could have been happy, after all
The more unlucky Ji Wuri was, the happier he felt. The problem was that this super mysterious man who regarded Ji Wuri as an ant was also an ant that could be crushed to death at will, so he didn't take it seriously at all.
In a word, Ji Wuri will die, and he will not be able to survive. Everyone is dead!
How can I be happy about this?
Shuanghan looked at Yueyang.
He found that this "Chicuo" was the only person in the audience with a spirit of resistance.
Unlike the mentality of killing God who bet on the last blow for honor, Shuanghan discovered that Yueyang's resistance was not a desperate struggle, but a calm and rational thinking, a calm and resolute resistance... Weak, far away
It's far less than sure, but Yue Yang's eyes are not dead or desperate, but it is a nearly crazy and almost fanatical challenge.
Because of Yueyang's firmness and indomitableness that is unattainable in the audience.
Shuanghan decided to support him.
I don't want to win for the time being.
At least, Shuanghan felt that he should support fighters with a spirit of resistance and unyielding will.
"Do you want to fight me?" The mysterious man was a little strange. He looked at Yueyang and asked with a smile: "Do you think it is possible to beat me? Don't say that you are still a rookie. Even if you live for a thousand or hundreds of years, you can't help but win.
Touch one of my fingers.”
"Nonsense, it's one thing to fight or not. But it's impossible for me to surrender and wait for death!" Yue Yang laughed.
"It is of course a good thing to have confidence and fighting spirit, but for me, no matter how you do it, the result will be the same." The mysterious man is qualified to say this. Not to mention tens of thousands of years later, even if he was still bloody and watered.
When he was in the village, he had enough strength to defeat his classmates Yueyang, let alone today tens of thousands of years later.
"To be honest, old man, you really deserve a beating!" Yue Yang couldn't help but complain.
"Yes, many people have said that." The mysterious man nodded and added: "But they are all dead..."
"You!" Yue Yang choked. He was always so angry that others vomited blood. Today it was simply retribution, which made the mysterious man jump straight into his feet, and he was extremely crazy, but he was not strong enough, otherwise he would definitely cut off the stinky smell.
The old ghost's head is kicked as a ball.
Suddenly a flash of memory flashed.
Yue Yang, who could not think through it, suddenly realized.
He pointed to the mysterious old man, and his emotions broke out for a long time, and finally shouted like a flood discharge: "I understand, you, the old guy, you were the one who was in the burial village who took advantage of the fire and robbed the Three Gods Mirrors.
, the insidious criminal who hides his head and reveals his tail! Taking advantage of Tian Yu's attack, you hid in the dark and attacked him and robbed the "Three Divine Mirror" from the six artifacts. I thought you were sacred, but it turned out to be just
A thief who is fishing for troubled waters, please give me the Three Gods Mirrors!”
No matter how long the Cangjiaozhuang has become a ruin tens of thousands of years ago in the history of Tongtian Tower, this does not prevent Yueyang from substituting the six artifacts inside it into his family treasures.
If the mustard-burned man from back then were still alive, and after hearing this, he might have kicked the shameless boy Yueyang in the butt.
You're too thick-skinned, right?
Regarding Yueyang's statement.
The mysterious man was very strange. He neither denies nor admits it. Instead, he smiled and asked, "How did you prove that you are a descendant of the Zhuangzhuang?"
Classmate Yueyang raised the prison emperor's magic wand high: "Look, I think, no need to explain, this magic wand is enough to prove that I am a legitimate descendant of the sword buried and the master of the six divine weapons."
The mysterious man immediately sneered at the action of Yueyang: "If you take out a magical artifact and say that you are the descendant of the sword buried, the master of the six magical artifacts, then Tianyu, who obtained the Four Divine Armor, wouldn't it be a sword buried.
The descendants are also the masters of the six divine artifacts?" Before he finished speaking, Yue Yang changed the Prison Emperor's Seal and announced with confidence: "Don't confuse the robbers with the master. I am the master. He and you are both robbers,
Even if you have one of the six magical tools in your hand, you will never change the truth.”
"In addition to these two, it seems that there is a divine sword in the hands of the Prison Emperor?" asked the mysterious man.
"It's also in my hands." Yue Yang spread his hands and said that the artifacts are all decorations in his home. You must not be too fussy!
"Very good." The mysterious man affirmed: "You have at least three magical artifacts in your hands. You are indeed a descendant of buried swords. But who knows? Even if someone knows, who cares? Tianyu won't
I don't care. He doesn't care about the East of the Tower of Heaven. He doesn't care about it either. In the final analysis, what is said in the heavens is strength, not one or a few auxiliary treasures... Maybe you will be angry if I say this.
This is a very realistic fact. For example, now I will kill you, plunder all your treasures and artifacts, and then make it public, claiming that I am the descendant of the sword buried and the master of the six artifacts. Do you think others will do it?
Will you believe me? Yes! Only if I have the strength, no one will doubt it! Do you think there will be others in the world who will speak up for you and make you clear? Absolutely not. Because you are a poor weak person!"
"The meaning of survival in heaven is that simple. The strong prey on the weak. If you are not strong enough, it will always be a contrast to the victory, the failure of honor and happiness, shame and pain of others... Let's do this, I think maybe kill you, a sword-burning person.
Human, a master of six artifacts. Not cruel enough. If you hand over all the treasures, destroy all the war beasts, automatically leave the contract and become a waste, I will consider whether to make it already become
You, a waste, live in shame!”
"In this way, you can beg for life like a dog, and I can also maximize the satisfaction of humiliating you, the honor and pleasure of a peerless genius that cannot be produced in the Tower of Heaven for thousands of years. Everyone gets what they have! Children, have you considered it?
?” Finally, the mysterious man proposed this.
Yueyang can survive if he gives up everything.
The mysterious man gets everything and gets the supreme pleasure that forces a genius junior to become a dog.
Such a choice condition is of course an unprecedented shame, and it is an ultimate choice that is destined to never turn over... The only thing that can be obtained is the shameful life that lives a life of silence!
The god-killing eyes were so cold that he would rather die than agree to such humiliating conditions.
Zhaoxi glanced at Shuanghan who was severely injured.
Two people.
Everyone nodded silently.
They all understand that the other party is not the kind of person who can be humble and be a slave to live.
On the contrary, Ji Wuri absorbed most of his divine power, suffered heavy injuries, and lost the Zhuye Divine Pearl. Hei Zhou, who was so weak that he could hardly stand up, yelled in a hoarse voice: "I do!"
"You are not qualified to choose." The mysterious man's attitude towards Hei Zhou was like a fierce butcher who saw a little mouse and was disdainful.
In his eyes, he only looked at Yue Yang, and even Ji Wuri, who was severely injured, and the God Killing who held the Lihen Divine Sword, would not take a look at it again.
Yueyang suddenly laughed.
My smile was red lips and white teeth, and my smile was bright and bright.
Faced with the aggressive and mysterious old man, Yue Yang gave such an answer, and his middle finger was raised: "Old ghost, are you so confused? Didn't you take medicine on time today? It seems that you are very ill!
If you are tired of living, then the young master will send you on the road for free. He will rely on himself to live a few more days. Why are you crazy? Aren't you just wasting a few more days of rice? Who do you want to scare? You want a book?
Master will give you a clear answer, right? Okay, I will give you a word, that is: Do it!"
Yueyang not only talks, but also takes action directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed up with the Prison Emperor God Staff and the Prison Emperor God Seal, preparing to kill the old man.
This old guy was just a defeated general under Fairy Qiluo's husband back then. How could he be? Fairy Qiluo's husband was able to do him back then. Yueyang's classmate thought he could do it too!
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These two days are very busy, so I can only take some time to write.
I waited until the evening, I returned to the dormitory from the hospital to see if I could take some more time! The plot has reached the most important moment, and it is in good condition, but there is no time to explode, which is really speechless.