Against the Gods

With Su Yongshan just landed, Yunche was instantly surrounded by a large group of people.

Without a doubt, they are surrounded by disciples of Tai Sumen. They saw Su Yongshan, covered in blood and bearded beards. Although some occasionally flashed complexity or convulsions on their faces, there was no hesitation in the footsteps surrounded, and a row of swinging weapons targeted them.

“Want to run... see where you're going! ”

A fierce voice came from the direction of the collapsed dungeon. When he heard this voice, Yun Che's mind swayed the name "Su Hao Run”.

The only son of Su Yongshan, the half-brother of Su Linger's half-brother... a man who had made him abhorrent in "Illusion" six years ago.

The crowd was separated, and the 26 people Yunchei had previously perceived walked over not slowly.

At the forefront was a middle-aged man in black, slightly pale in his face, most visible throughout his body were the seven stars printed on his black chest. The stars are dark green, highlighting his rather low status in the Seven Star Shrine. Before he walked, he unleashed the arrogance of a superior, as if on this land, he was the king who looked down on everything, and all the others were ants.

The aura of Xuan Xuan's strength is strong enough to dominate Xuan Realm level 8.

Behind him, two middle-aged men in the same black with light green stars engraved on their chests, were the other two hegemonic emperors that Yunchuan sensed... only the early hegemonic emperor.

After that, familiar faces appeared.

Su Haoran just howled!!

At that time, the Union Black Wood Fortress tried to force Su Yongshan to hand over the treasure key to Su Yongyue!

Su Forgot Machine - Tai Su Meng's Highest Elder!!

Even Black Wood Castle master Black Wood Bluetooth, who was frightened by Xia Qingyue, was in line!

And judging from the departure of these people, it seems that Su Haoran is the leader.

And these people are like a bunch of dogs walking behind the three kings of the Seven-Star Shrine, slightly rickety, respectful gestures, and it seems like it's a terrible thing to just walk with them.

When they saw Yunchuan, they also stunned for a moment. Su Hao was the first to think of it. “Yes... it's you!! ”

The man in front of him was looking at Yun Che with cold eyes. When he heard Su Hao's cry, he said faintly: “Looks like you know this man? ”

“Ah… yes," Su Hao quickly bent down again a few points after suddenly asking the black-clothed man, "I saw him a few years ago, but he was just a small figure, not to mention, and not to the ear of the Lord God. ”

“Little man?” The black man known as "God made the Lord” snorted coldly: "A young 6th level champion, would he be a small figure? ”

As soon as this was said, everyone in Tai Su Men and the Seven Star Shrine was shocked. Even Su Yongshan, who had seen Yun Cher six years ago, was directly blurred there, was also shocked by Yun Cher's blockage behind him.

Su Hao opened his eyes wide and then stumbled. “Six... six levels of hegemony... hegemony!? This... this is impossible, six years ago... he was only a ghost... how is it possible...”

“Why? Is this seat less perceptive than you!” The Blackjacket God made his voice suddenly cool.

Su Hao suddenly shook his whole body and said in horror: “No, no, no, no, the dwarf lost his word. Even though the dwarf had 10,000 balls, he did not dare to question the Lord God. Please make the Lord atone. ”

Watching his son bow his knees like a habbard dog, Su Yongshan's demeanor was indifferent and he could barely see the color of pain on his face... because he was already sad and numb.

“Young man, feeling that you should not be over thirty years old, you have done so.” The black god made it faint: “These talents, even in my seven-star shrine, are top notch. You shouldn't be an anonymous generation, but by the looks of you, it can't be from Folklore or Fairy Sword pie. What is your name, what is your sect, who is your master?” His face is heavy: “Who is it that gives you the guts to provoke me to the Seven Star Shrine! ”

Under the age of thirty years old, the Six Levels of the Emperor, this black god, though fearless, can't help but be surprised. So he didn't do it right away, he had to get his bottom line out. But no matter what he is, they will not be afraid... because they are the Seven Star Shrine!

Even if this man is really from Folklore and Fairy Sword, he is at best equal to them.

Under the weather from the clouds, Su Yongshan has recovered a lot of energy. He struggled to move forward and pushed the clouds away. He shouted: “Old thief, this young man is just mistaken, I don't even know him! You have the balls to kill him now! ”

He turned to Yunchuan and shouted with a louder voice: “Look carefully, my name is Su Yongshan, not Yongtong. This is Tai Su Men, not the Ergenmen you are looking for! I am Su Yongshan's life or death. It is not your turn to interfere with the so-called outsiders. Get lost! Get out!!”

Yunche: “...”

He understood what Su Yongshan meant. He told him that the person in front of him was not something he could deal with. He had to get away immediately and go find Linger.

The situation in front of him, Su Haoran bowed to his knees and others, the corpses in the bamboo forest who were wearing Tai Su men's clothes... these combinations, what happened to Tai Su Men, the clouds have come to understand seven, seven, eight, eight. He withstood the impulse to slaughter all of us, one step forward, and said in an incredibly calm voice: "Have you searched for any traces of Su Linger's presence? If there is, say it, and I can make you die a lot happier. ”

Su Yongshan stood still and his palm stretched out weakly and drowned. The Black Clothes God made his eyes squint, while the surrounding area made a huge laugh, especially the disciples of the Seven-Star Shrine, almost laughing backwards and backwards, looking at Yun Crystal's eyes from the previous caution became ridiculous... even pity.

“Oh," said the black god, smiling lightly and slowly: "Looks like you have good credentials, but your brain is not very bright... oh no, it's stupid. ”

Su Hao's face was filled with joy and misfortune. He shouted arrogantly: “Yun Cheu, I didn't expect you to disappear for six years, but you came looking for death! Do you know who the big man is standing in front of you? He is the messenger of the temple of the Seven Stars! Now it is not too late for you to kneel down and make amends. God has made His Majesty so generous that he may give you an entire corpse. ”

Yunchuang didn't even look at Su Hao. His eyes squinted slowly: "I repeat, tell me the news about Su Linger, I can make you die more painfully! ”

“Oh," Blackjacket makes a low smile: “Looks like you're looking for death on purpose! ”

Yunchuan remained motionless with only his fingers, gently pointing towards the Shinto disciple on the right side of the Black Clothes God.

Bang

“Ah!!! ”

A slight bursting sound instantly led to a fierce to extreme scream. The Shinto disciple fell to the ground, his chest burst, and a fierce flame of golden whale started from his chest and burned all over his body.

“Wuaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

The burning of the flames of the golden ooze is unbearable even for an emperor, not to mention an early reigning emperor... not to mention the flames of the golden ooze from inside his body! He screamed desperately, rolled desperately, and desperately used his powers to resist, but the cloudy golden flame was his power to influence it!

This sudden scene of terror shocked everyone, as did the black god. The Shinto disciple on his left hurriedly rushed to extinguish the "blue fire” on him, but the palm of his hand just touched the flame, suddenly a scream, the palms were already white bones Sensen... Then, the white bones were burned out, and the demonic flame burned slowly along his hands, causing him to fall to the ground in extreme pain and fear, like the first Shinto disciple, and screamed.

The golden flames burn exceptionally slowly, not slowly, devouring their bodies, and this process is accompanied by more cruel suffering than they envisioned purgatory. The screams of two Shinto disciples were as powerful as the crying of a hell of an evil devil. His whole body rolled wildly, his spasms, his eyes stared painfully almost out of his orbit, and the blues on his forehead drummed like earthworms!

“Kill me... Kill me... please... Kill me... Aaaah!!! ”

The voices of despair that they did their best to make… were dying in luxury.

Bang

With the change of cloudy eyes, the world's most ferocious flames burst suddenly. For a moment, the bodies of the two disciples of the Shinto shrine were torn apart like a rag that had been blown up, scattered into countless pieces of flame, and those pieces had been burned into nothingness before they had landed... do not speak of mutilations, they did not even leave a smudge of smoke. The flame that splashed onto the ground instantly burned the ground like foam through a thousand sores.

Everyone was completely silent, everyone stared dead, their faces pale as paper, suddenly swollen shock and panic made their eyes slightly burst.

Su Hao was already uninhabited. Queen Kung retreated and shivered: “Demon... demon law... demon law!! ”

The face of the Black Clothes God was completely twisted and no longer slightly calm and arrogant, and the paleness of his face underscored his fear of rapid internal expansion. He stepped back and suddenly shouted: “Everybody go... kill him!! ”

His voice shook all the disciples of the uncertain Gods, and the conditions flung towards the clouds with reflexes.

The cloudy face was icy and cold. I didn't even look around. The flaming light on my hand turned blue light and suddenly flashed.

Suddenly, more than a dozen icy trees pulled up and covered all the rushing disciples of the Shinto shrine, and countless cold and boneless branches of ice penetrated ruthlessly through their bodies in the stretch room… But under the cold, their blood could be shed in the future, and they were frozen, even the loss of life became particularly slow under the cold.

Shortly enough, all Shinto disciples have been buried in the Ice Tree. Each of them has been penetrated by at least dozens of ice branch holes, like a grasshopper skewered only by poisonous thorns, but they have no blood flow, no struggle, they cannot even die immediately, only a terrifying, terrifying scream in their mouths.

These screams of despair overlap, like death from Arnaz Hell is buried!