Chapter 570: Dictation
The teacher is not easy to be suspicious. How can Zhong Yue look like a bad-hearted person? How could he help himself to break through with such kindness?
And break through into God, why do we have to slaughter God?
Tushen is simple to say, but which demon is a fuel-efficient lamp? It is not easy for a teacher to feel that he cannot be slaughtered by God, but he is slaughtered by God.
"He said that the purpose of killing God was to let me break through, but I actually didn't know it. Zhongshan was persecuted by the gods and had to go to the Kun people to die, most of this time in order to avenge those gods and demons. But we will be gods and demons. Opponent? "
The teacher is not easy to feel uneasy in his heart. Although he considers himself very high, he is not inferior to any gods and demons. He arrogates pigs} {猪} {岛｝ 小说 www {zhuzhu] [} His qualifications are far above other gods and demons. However, after all, he is not a demon, even if Zhong Yue is added, I am afraid that it is just a dish for the demon.
But if he refuses, it will never be possible. Now his life is in the hands of Zhong Yue. Zhong Yue is now with Yan Yuese. If he turns his face the next moment, not only will he have a hard time, I'm afraid he will lose his face in front of the demon!
Therefore, he can only insist on agreeing to Zhong Yue's "good intentions", but also "grate Dade" to Zhong Yue.
"The big lion need not be so nervous."
The two walked out of the holy city, and Zhong Yue saw the teacher's forehead with cold sweat on his forehead, comforting him: "These demon bodies were badly wounded and injured by the moon gods and filial ancestors. Gods are not that difficult. "
Shi Di secretly slandered in his heart: "Is it true that those gods were injured more than a year ago? Is it right? Even if it is not completely recovered, I am afraid that it will be recovered 7878!"
Zhong Yue's eyes flickered and she said, "But they were scared by the ancestor Xiaomang and Luna, and they hid, but it was not easy to find them ... It is not easy to be a teacher, you are well informed. Do you know those gods and wounds? Where? "
It is not easy for the teacher to shake his head again and again. Don't say he doesn't know, even if he does, he won't tell Zhong Yue.
"The gods of the Xihuang are easy to find, they should all be in their respective temples. It seems that there is only a trip to the Xihuang first!"
Xihuang, Xiaomang Temple.
Many white robe sacrifices of the filial piety gods respectfully kneel before the High Temple. Waiting for the ancestor of Xiaomang to leave the gate, these days the temple of Xiaomang is full of light, dazzling and fragrant. This is a sign that the ancestor of Xiaomang is successful and is about to leave the customs.
Suddenly, the portal to the High Temple opened wide, and the wind was full of yellow shirt and umbrellas. Walk out slowly from the highest temple.
"Welcome the ancestors to leave the customs!"
A group of white robes worshipped with joy and bowed down. The wind laughed loudly: "Old ancestors? Xiaomang ancestors, have been swallowed by me. Where did the old ancestors come from?"
Many white robe sacrifice suddenly looked up, and saw that the wind was full of spring, and suddenly the Malaysian sword sat down. Indifferently said: "But I can also be your ancestor. From today, I am the jealous ancestor. Push me to all the gods of the Xiaomang Protoss, including the gods of the Xiaomang ancestors, all changed to establish me. Deity. From now on, the filial priests no longer worship other gods, they can only worship me! "
An old sacrifice was so angry that he stood up. Angrily shouted: "You are filial piety, you are rebellious, murder your ancestors ..."
The wind whistled and pointed, the head of the old sacrifice exploded, and the Yuanshen of the old sacrifice suddenly flew out. Escaped away.
call--
The wind opened its umbrella and closed it gently. The old **** of the sacrifice fell into the umbrella and was refined into ashes.
The other white robe sacrifices were shocked and angry, and many sacrifices immediately bowed down, hoeing like garlic, and shouting, "I'll wait to see the ancestors of Wuji!"
Several white robe sacrifices did not bow down, they all scolded, the wind sneered sneer, and shook their fingers, the several white robe sacrifices suddenly burst their heads and died.
"I even died of filial piety, let alone you?"
Feng Wuji said lightly: "Eyeless and jealous, there is more to die than death! Then wait, do as I say."
Many white robes sacrificed and trembled, and quickly got up to call the gas refiners of the filial piety of the filial piety of the filial piety of the filial piety of the ancestors of the filial piety of the filial piety of the ancestors of the filial piety of the ancestors.
There are also many sacred gods in the filial piety group who are not obedient to the wind and have been washed with blood. None of them have been spared. The corpses piled up in front of the filial piety temple are all those who do not want to worship the filial piety of the rule of the filial piety. Protoss corpse.
Many Protoss gas spargers sprayed fire, igniting these corpses, the corpse oil crackled and burned, and the stench was smoldering.
At this point, Feng Wuji completely controls the Xiaomang Protoss.
"My ancestor Xiao Mang said that I ca n’t be a god. He is too small for me. Refining him has enough energy to make me a god, and I only need to support the war through war and absorb the energy through battle. Refining, fighting against the strong, and gaining a high level of insight is enough to become a god! "
The wind was furious and resolute. It unified the filial piety of the Protoss and became the supreme existence of the Protoss. Then they led the Protoss army and attacked the Bifang Protoss. They were invincible. Within a day, they stepped through each of the Bifang Temples, killed the gods, and killed the Bifang Protoss. Grabbing, killing and killing, topple the idol, and set up your own idol.
The Bifang Protoss is no less than a filial piety. Originally, there were also gods sitting in the town, but the Bifang goddess died in the hands of the ancestors of Xiaomang. Today, even the Bifang Temple has been flattened, leaving only many strong Bifang Protoss to escape. And go.
The wind has no fear of destroying several deities, breaking up the deities of these deities, killing the sacrifices, refining the deities, and showing their extraordinary strength.
He himself also relied on fighting with the gods, absorbing more ancestors of the filial piety, and getting stronger and stronger. Finally, this day's wind led the filial piety of the filial piety to the ghost **** group.
"God of blood, come out!"
The wind was fearless and mighty, looked coldly at the ghost temple, and said lightly, "I know you are not dead yet, and you are hiding here with the sacrifice of the ghost **** family to heal, but today, your death is here!"
Suddenly, in the temple of ghosts, the mighty sky rose to the sky. The mighty sky was suddenly bleak and bleak, and there was a cloud of sorrow. The cloud of sorrow was blood, as if the sky was bleeding. A horrible demon stood up from the sea of blood, but the blood flowing on his body did not shed, just like a blood giant.
"Filial and jealous, you have the courage to dare to provoke me and provoke me to prestige."
The blood god's eyes are also composed of plasma. He smiled and said, "You are just a dog raised by the ancestor Xiaomang. The ancestor Xiaomang eats as much as you want. Who gives you so much courage? If you dare offend me, then I will kill you!"
call--
The sea of blood was surging across the sky, and the wind was pouring over, and the wind was jealous of the noble army composed of various ethnic groups. Form a large array and fight together.
But when I saw that the sea of blood drowned the large arrays of all races in an instant, one of the formations was stagnant and invaded by the sea of blood. I saw blood flowing through tens of thousands of gas refiners. Tens of thousands of gas refiners turned into tens of thousands of dead bones and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha, I happen to have some injuries that can't be cured. It's rare that you send these rations to help me heal. Filial and jealous, I can't bear to kill you!" Weixue laughed.
The wind opened without an umbrella, the big umbrella flew high, getting higher and higher, and suddenly called out to carry the whole sea of blood, and fell into the umbrella, even the mighty blood **** in the sea of blood. Pulled up and thrown into the umbrella.
"Why is your mana so powerful?"
The look of Majestic God changed slightly. He snapped and took the initiative to plunge into the umbrella. I saw this big umbrella closed, but the umbrella surface was stained with blood and corroded, leaving only the umbrella bone.
The sea of blood flowed out from the bone of the umbrella, and the blood **** standing on the sea of blood had just escaped the suppression of the big umbrella, and suddenly his heart was stunned. Feng Wuji slammed his body fiercely.
Bang--
The sea of blood exploded, and the physical body of the mighty blood **** was also exploded, turning into a billowing blood.
"My old dog, Xiaomang, has been refined by me."
The wind walked on the blood without fear, and the sea of blood surged under his feet. Suddenly the body shook, and two heads grew around the neck.
The head of a panic said calmly: "I need you to give me more pressure to help me break through and become a pure **** of the gods!"
Wow--
In the sea of blood, the majestic body of the blood was formed again, reaching out and grabbing, all the blood dragons turned over the river in the sea of blood, rushed to the wind, and laughed: "Then I will complete you! You fall into my blood river array It ’s self-death, and I will refine you and swallow your cultivation to mana! "
Blood dragons rushed in all directions, the wind stood still, and he drank a short voice: "OK!"
This kind of language majestic **** has never heard of it, it is very old, but the sound seems to contain extremely profound and terrible magical powers.
The word Wufeng spit out, and those blood dragons were immediately locked in midair, unable to move.
The majestic blood exploded, and the blood dragon broke through the restraint and fluttered to the wind.
"seal!"
"mine!"
"cut!"
In the mouth of the wind, the words were spit out one after another. Immediately, the blood dragons were sealed, the sky thunder fell from the sky, and they split into the blood dragon and the majestic blood god, and there was an inexplicable sword rising, killing the blood dragon, and even the majestic blood god. I had to dodge, and my heart was in doubt.
Suddenly, the Blood God body knocked backwards, was introduced into the space, and disappeared, leaving only a sea of blood. This is a unique method of ghosts and gods who can hide in space and perform assassinations.
Feng Wuji utters the law freely, which makes him really dare, so he has to perform the special skills of the ghost **** family to assassinate the wind.
"day!"
The wind drank drastically, and the body suddenly became as strong as the sky, and the body melted into the sky. A **** hand protruded out of the space Grabbed him fiercely, passed over him, and left a few Dao's deep bloodstains failed to kill him.
"It's the best way to do what you say!"
The wind laughed loudly, and the injuries on his body were healed immediately. He did not become immortal, but the energy of the ancestor Xiaomang after he was refined was immense and contained boundless vitality. As long as he did not die, any injuries could be cured instantly!
Feng Wuji no longer had any jealousy, and uttered a "seal" sound, squeezing the mighty blood God Shengsheng out of the space. The two kept fighting fiercely in the air, killing them in darkness.
"When does Feng Wuji have such strength?"
A thousand miles away, the division was not easy to turn into a prototype. Nine lions, Zhong Yue sat on the back of the lion and looked away from the battle, his face slightly changed.
"Master Zhong, you are not a competitor at all now, let alone slaughter God!" Shi Qi said easily.
Zhong Yue looked up, shook her head and said, "Not necessarily! The wind is resolutely unstable, and it relies on that strange language. If you remove this, he will be vulnerable to me." (To be continued.)