Repugnant Gateway

The first deputy dean of Dangbai Baisheng Academy, the most powerful man in the Great Sacred Realm, now has only one head left, as if being held by a melon vendor weighing watermelon, and killing It doesn't matter what a person looks like.

"So, do you come by yourself, or do I come?"

The man patted the basket on his left: "It just happens to have an empty seat."

"If he will come by himself, then he is not contentious, a guy who never admits his fate."

A voice appeared behind An Zheng, and An Zheng frowned when he heard the voice. Because he is familiar with this voice, and this should be the voice of a dead man, or he personally sent him to hell.

"Is life bleak like snow?"

The reclining Buddha sat on a two-person lift chair, still looking so lazy and so greasy. He had a chicken leg in his hand, which was even greasier than him.

"Why aren't you surprised to see me?"

The Reclining Buddha sighed: "I really don't have any sense of accomplishment."

Ann contends not to speak.

The Reclining Buddha nibbled the chicken legs in his hands and threw them on the ground.

"shameful."

An Zheng suddenly said two words.

"Am I ashamed? Why didn't you feel ashamed when you chased me, and now it's my turn to chase you down, I found a helper, and I am ashamed?"

"No, it's shameful that you throw garbage everywhere."

"Fuck ... are you sick?"

The reclining Buddha straightened up and looked at the direction of Weiran Palace: "You seem to have a little time, I don't mind you asking me some questions. Don't expect your backer named Ning Xiaolou to save you, he himself He may not be able to take care of himself. Someone is negotiating with him, and there is only one negotiation issue ... whether he wants your life or his own life. "

Reclining Buddha leaned forward and looked down on Anzheng: "You think, how would he choose?"

An Zheng pointed to the chicken bones on the ground: "Pick up."

The Reclining Buddha froze there: "Are you **** stupid ..."

The man with the divine court sign on his face laughed, and he smiled forward and back: "It's a wonderful man, a cute little guy ... Looking at his justice, it seems that he will fight you because you throw a piece of garbage everywhere. . "

Ann nodded and seriously answered, "Yes, for a chicken thigh bone."

Suddenly he moved, instead of rushing to the godly man, but to the reclining Buddha. When the reclining Buddha saw An Zheng coming towards himself, instead of being afraid, he was excited. His pupils were expanding, and it seemed that he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Anzheng's body went straight to the reclining Buddha like an arrow away from the string. The reclining Buddha sitting on the car chair opened his arms at this moment and seemed to be waiting for Anzheng to come to his death. He even opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, as if he saw a dog flying over his bones with drool on his tongue.

But Anzheng did not rush towards him. At the moment when he was about to contact the reclining Buddha, Anzheng ’s cultivation force formed a purple electricity, which blew out in the back and went straight to the man of the court. The middle-aged man sitting on the basket was smiling when he saw this scene. His eyes were disdainful.

"No matter how strong you are, you're better than the dean of your college?"

He stretched out his left hand, a white light appeared, and then suddenly became larger, forming a shock wave to greet Anzheng's purple electricity. The two forces seemed like two angry dragons who didn't obey anyone, clashed together.

But it is obvious that Anzheng ’s cultivation ability is more than one grade worse than that of the dignified middle-aged man ... Tang Xianxu is indeed much higher than Anzheng ’s cultivation position, even he is not that guy. 'S opponent, who was easily cut off his head, how could Anzheng have beaten it?

However, An An disappeared.

The reclining Buddha was sitting on the sedan chair, and the middle-aged man was sitting on the basket, watching An Zheng disappear.

At this time, the impact of spiritual practice will be revealed. Anzheng has never been a lazy person in spiritual practice, and he is still a genius who can learn in one study. Only when the day is harder than ordinary people, then there will always be more and better gains.

An Zheng learned from Fang Tanzhi the ability to perceive the breath of all things in the world, and he can also melt himself into all things in the world. He didn't actually go far, he was behind the courtyard wall on the side of the street. He just melted his breath completely into nature. Behind the wall, he was no more than ten meters away from the two powerful enemies. But those two people could not perceive where the contention was, as if the contention had completely disappeared.

Ann struggling against the wall, even his heart stopped. He didn't have any breath of practitioners, not even human breath. He is the air and part of this nature.

"interesting."

The middle-aged man sitting on the hoop stood up and glanced at the reclining Buddha: "You seem to be not correct in describing your friend ... You told me before that he was a person who would never admit defeat, It will not be easy to escape. In your eyes, he is a great hero. He is a hero who knows that he will never lose his head. He is so bad today. "

Reclining Buddha looks a little embarrassed: "People ... may always change, especially after changing an environment."

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Let's go, you've just adapted to this era. If you really fight with him, you may not have the certainty to kill him, but I have ... I am the most annoying Zhuang Wuyan is I want to kill The people who escaped from me thought they could escape. If they were to fight against me, I would kill them as much as they did without killing them. Is this city? "

A proud person like the Reclining Buddha turned around and left. He slapped the shoulder of the man carrying the chair: "Go and go."

"Give you a minute, you can't go, no wonder I."

Zhuang Wuyan kicked the basket around him with one foot, the head inside rolled out, all over the place. After hearing this sentence, the reclining Buddha jumped from the chair and left at the fastest speed. Although he was not familiar with this world, he was familiar with the man named Zhuang Wuyan. Zhuang Wuyan is the instructor of Chen Wunuo, where the 100,000 Mountain God Tribunal is located. Chen Wunuo is tortured every day. If he ca n’t get up the next day, he ca n’t escape the torture.

Zhuang Wuyan snorted dismissively as he watched the retreat of the Reclining Buddha.

He glanced around, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I don't know if you can hear me, I finally warn you once, I came out and died in front of me, I will not torture you. If you don't come out, I will let this Yancheng The people in here are buried for you. "

He held out a finger: "I count to one."

Then he shot.

Zhuang Wuyan raised both hands, his palms facing the sky. A second later, a huge cyclone suddenly appeared in the sky, suddenly appeared. The size of this cyclone is almost similar to that of Yancheng. The cyclone becomes thicker and thicker, and its color becomes darker and darker.

[Xura]

He spit out two words gently in his mouth, his eyes flashing.

As his hand went down, there was a flash of black lightning in the sky that covered the entire Yancheng cyclone. Each black lightning is like a black dragon that is extinct, screaming at the ground.

Weiran Palace.

When the cyclone appeared, Ning Xiaolou's face suddenly changed: "You are too much!"

He stood up violently, his body transformed into a phantom, and his body became extremely huge. He directly raised his hands and supported the cyclone.

"Not too much, you are hesitant."

Sitting on the opposite side of Ning Xiaolou, Xu freehand said with some regret: "Are you still finally choosing to stand on the opposite side of us? Just for a small person ... The emperor said that although you have done many pretentious acts, you will still give An opportunity. However, your choice today is wrong. "

He stood up and walked out without any hesitation.

"I……"

Ning Xiaolou's face was a bit ugly. Although the person seemed to be sitting there, the phantom supported the huge cyclone and was obviously unable to handle it.

"Millions of people in a city."

Xu freehand said while walking out: "You are a good man, you are really cruel."

"Your subjects will blame you ... your father will, he will hate you, blame you, why did you personally destroy such a paradise-like place that he created. Every brick in Yancheng has him Hard work. "

Ning Xiaolou apparently hesitated, his face constantly changing.

"Emperor Zun said that everyone who fell into Xiandao is a disaster. Those who are willing to surrender will retain their aftereffects, and those who cannot surrender will be eliminated. Although I don't know why Emperor Zun should do this, but ... Who dare not listen?

Ning Xiaolou's mouth twitched, and his eyes were painful.

The incomparably huge cyclone overwhelmed Yancheng with the power of destruction, and people who had sensed the danger came out of the house and looked up at the terrible sky. Black dragons are coiled one by one, and they must pounce at any time. And what is stopping these black dragons now is a towering Ning Xiaolou. Ning Xiaolou, who was dressed in white, turned into a giant and held a cyclone. This scene was extremely shocking.

One person knelt down, and then everyone who saw it knelt down. They paid their respects to Ning Xiaolou, and there is no such sincere belief in their lives that that person can protect their safety and their homeland.

"Sir!"

"Sir, block it!"

An old man with white hair cried aloud, tears running down his shrivelled face.

At the same time, in the fairy palace.

Qingta Xianzun stood beside the huge throne and gave Qinglian a careful look. He felt that he became less and less aware of the emperor who controlled the life and death of the world. He looked at Qinglian, feeling that he might be nothing in his eyes. As long as he wanted to destroy himself, he would be soulless next second.

"Emperor, I ... I still don't understand. The people who fall into Xiandao are just a group of low-cultivated guys. For these people, you don't hesitate to have some conflicts with Emperor Ziluo, it seems ...

"It doesn't seem worth it?"

Qinglian raised his head and glanced at him.

Qingta Xianzun bowed his head: "Chen really does not understand."

"You haven't reached this height yet ..."

Qinglian sighed, and there was some worry in her eyes. What could be more worrying than a person like him who offended Violet Immortal Emperor? After all, in this world, the only person who can threaten him is Ziluo.

Not at this height ... This is very hurtful. Qingta is already an Immortal Venerable, the first person under the Immortal Emperor.

"I have n’t dreamed in a long time, and I wo n’t dream anymore since I reached the level of true immortality, because I can control my thoughts and control my desires anytime and anywhere, and the dream will not come back. But these days, I have a nightmare almost every night ... When you reach the emperor level, you will have the ability to foresee. Speaking of it, the so-called foreseeing is the perception of the power of time. The deeper the perception, you can see some fragments of the future. "

Qinglian said after a moment of silence: "Why do you think I am going against Violet? It's actually very simple. Violet is stronger than me in understanding time force. I don't believe it. He didn't predict what I predicted. Mortal people are not afraid of nightmares, but they are just the moments of nightmares. But I am afraid ... I will not have nightmares for no reason. "

He stood up and walked out of the main hall, followed by the Qingta Immortal Venerable with his head slightly bowed, seemingly humble and respectful.

Standing outside the hall, at the end of the square is a layer of cloud.

Qinglian raised her hand and waved, the clouds and fog cleared, and a picture appeared in the sky, it was Yancheng. Ning Xiaolou, who was dressed in white, held that huge cyclone, and it seemed to have become more and more difficult.

"Humble people are still resisting."

Qinglian looked back at Immortal Master Qingta: "I dreamed that ... an island fell down and fell into the human world. There was a person who couldn't see clearly, ruined the immortal palace ... Now you know why I would not hesitate to offend Is Violet? Because I ’m sure, he saw it too. "