Against the Gods

Submit, or die!

Just a few words, like an emperor, arrogant at the top, trying a few humble civilians!

And the eight people he faces are the top of the realm!

They all stunned and laughed again, as if they had heard a big joke and laughed in a hurry.

With their strength, their status, why have they ever been so belittled! Even the king of the great realm would never say such words to them… this is no longer what the word "madness” can describe.

“Oh, hahahaha!” The owner of the star building laughed directly out loud: “Interesting. Interesting! I thought it was going to be a great big man, and then a crazy man without knowing what to call it. ”

“Take back what you just said and get out of the East Ruins, I can break the moon view without doing it.” The moon-splitting subjective said lightly.

“Looks like our eastern realm has been really calm for too long. It's ridiculous how someone wants to step on all of our heads.” The Dark Shah Lord obliqued his gaze and said ironically: “Sheikh, are you frightened by this colour? ”

“…” a grumpy crook is silent.

Hearing and seeing are always two different concepts. Moreover, Yunchuan only has the first-degree scent of the divine kingdom, and the weakest of the eight is also the sixth degree of divine king, will he feel any sense of oppression from Yunchuan?

“Huh! Don't bullshit him!” Qing Xuan's real man shouted: “Yun Cheu! Whatever your background, you killed my Taiyin Shinto Vice Prefect and Grand Protector. Since you personally came, you will not get out of this cold peak today! ”

Huh!

A shocking ear buzzed, Qingxuan real person's hand has an extra half length and width of Qingding.

The crowd was amazed at this outpouring.

“Tai Yin Ghost Ding!” Both above and in the air, there was a huge shout.

“Oh, it seems that the Lord of the Taiyin Province has brought all the magic of the Town Hall today.” Blood poisoner smiled.

“Oh, the revenge of Purple Xuan cannot be repaid without blood. By the way, why don't you try that?” Qing Xuan's true eyes said: “The smell of the ‘poisoner’ can't be hidden! ”

The corner of the blood-handed poison monk's mouth slanted, as the glow flashed, his right hand had worn a dark glove... instantly, a horrible breath of poison quickly diffused, causing the lords to faintly colour.

Wearing painted black gloves, Blood Poison looked at Yun Cher's eyes like he was looking at a dead man.

“Hahahaha,” another loud laugh sounded, the star tower owner slowly picked up a star array: “It seems that none of you intended to let him leave here alive. ”

“Humph, dare so provoke and scorn our nine masters, if we let him leave alive today, wouldn't we be jokes! ”

Indeed, they did not underestimate Yun Che, and the serious injuries of the monarch were not false. So, they came in person, and they were all carrying extremely powerful baseboards!

Killing nine people and provoking all of them... can't they let him get away with it!

Yet Yunchuan's extreme arrogance and contempt make them laughable, undoubtedly more angry... the means will only be more insidious.

“Is that your answer?” The clouds were clear and slightly nodded: “Very good. ”

Speaking, he took a step forward, his pale eyes were slightly blackened, his long dark hair rose without wind, accompanied by a burst of intangible pressure.

It is indeed the first level of the kingdom of God, but somehow, this dark spirit from the first level of the king of God is a moment of direct penetration into the deepest depths of their souls, so that they all give rise to the fear of the moment.

Yes, it is fear… beyond their will, derived from fear of the soul's instincts.

Though it was only for a moment, it made their faces all stiff. And what accompanies that fear is undoubtedly hidden anxiety. Especially since he personally taught the clouds of clarity and strength, his face clearly revealed deep fright... Then he bit his teeth, pressed down the horror and death that should not have appeared, and his eyes flashed with a spell.

“Oh, good! Too bad... I'd rather die!” Qing Xuan Zhenren's left hand held a deep, right hand held a sword, and his hair was flying. His body appeared above the clouds as if it were a ghost. The green sword wrapped a blue and black storm and suddenly covered the clouds.

It was a horrible wind from the bottom of Hell. For a moment, the Xuan, far beneath the cold peak, felt as if Hell had opened its doors and swallowed them mercilessly, raising countless roars of fear.

The East Ruin Realm, or even the Five Ruins Realm, is located in the upper part of the subdivision, many of which are combined to repair the wind. Wind fuels darkness, dark storms, and can produce incredible destructive forces.

This has been the case far under the cold, and one can imagine how terrible this dark storm is.

Qing Xuan Zhenren was the first to make a move, the others did not make a move. They want to see how powerful Yunchuang really is. True Qingxuan is undoubtedly the best probe.

Standing at the center of the storm, Yunchuan's black clothes hunting and shouting... But what everyone didn't think was that in the face of the dark wind of Qingxuan Real People, Yunchuan did not turn away, no Xuan Qi erupted, but rather stretched out his arms at will, facing the dark storm to Qingxuan Real People to grasp it directly.

This scene made them frown and jump simultaneously with their eyes.

With the clarity of the hand, the appalling dark storm disappeared, like being swallowed up by an invisible void. When his palm approached Qingxuan's real body, the dark storm disappeared without a trace, and the noise was like a phantom completely erased.

This astonishment was not small, Qingxuan Real People's eyes were almost frightened to burst, he didn't completely lose his dimension under shock, he didn't attack with a sword, the seemingly flat blue coat flashed, instantly turned into a virtual black armor.

Boom!

A loud noise, the cold peak shock, Qingxuan real person like a straw, was thrown out by the clouds clarity palm, his body successively smashed through a dozen giant rocks, then heavily embedded in the mountain, with a huge flurry of blood fog.

The cold mountains instantly turned into ghosts, quiet to frightening.

True Qing Xuan, Lord of the Taiyin Divine Mansion, this powerful level 7 god king, one of the recognized rulers of the eastern realm, was actually hit by the direct bombardment of Yunchua!

Boom!

The part of the mountain that Qingxuan Real People smashed into collapsed at this time. Qingxuan Real People came out of the rubble, and the bloodstained face had no previous definitive Willing, but was deeply shocked... He knew that without the blue body, that hand would be enough to blow up half his life!

His power, it's so horrible!

“Together!” True Qingxuan shouted loudly.

Qingxuan's real voice has just fallen. The two figures are already Qipuo Yunchuang.

A face that seriously injures the Qingxuan real person, looking at the entire eastern realm, only the Meteor Sword master can do it alone. By this moment, they were in shock and had to recognize one thing... the clouds in front of them, although only the 1st degree god, but their power is likely to be comparable to that of the Meteor Sword Lord!

Not one of them can compete!

They were destined to join forces, and at the same time they began to be fortunate enough to carry on board the town's parochial genitals.

The owner of Xingxing Building and Blood Poison King simultaneously engaged, two dark forces intertwined with the fierce poison fog, death blocked the space where the clouds were located.

But the clouds didn't move, and the palms grabbed at random as they moved forward.

Shh!

The Dark Xuan Power under the convergence of the two lords, like a fragile screen, was torn apart in an instant. Before they could get close, they were bombarded by a huge force and violently knocked out.

But it's almost the same moment, and it's the four shadows that make the clouds crystal!

Too long crying soul, broken moon viewer, Dark Shah Lord, Night Fork Demon King, the dark power of the four lords erupted simultaneously, quickly condensed, suddenly, at the top of the cold peak, a huge dark vortex appeared, people looked at that dark vortex, they felt their sight and soul being drawn by the intangibles, seemed to be consumed by eternity at any time.

Cloud clear arms raised, five fingers open, palms flashing in black light, instant surge, facing the approaching dark vortex.

Two dark rays collided, dark at the top of the whole cold peak, and the shady cold of a bone instantly overflowed every corner of the mountain range. In the dark, the four of them were torn apart, back-blooded and risky.

In the face of the combined strength of the two great lords and the elders of the two great wives, Yunchuang finally stopped moving, his upper body slightly backwards, and his feet moved back a small step.

They are four, but far worse than the clouds. Under the dark light gathered by the hands of the cloudy believers, the dark vortex that brings together their four forces is laminated and extinguished. Their bodies are also like being faced with a blade of pain, as if they will collapse at any moment, and the shock in their hearts is not added.

At the same time as they struggled, the other four did not move forward. The owners of the Xingxing Building, the Qingxuan Real People, the Bloodhand Poison King… all began to pour strange air currents on their bodies.

And the lord was far removed, and he was badly wounded, and his hands did not appear to be righteous in the heavens and the earth.

Boom!

A loud noise, the black light burst, and the four people who were momentarily deadlocked with the clouds finally collapsed, all the blood sprayed out, at the same time, the star disk light in the owner's hand of the star building was rated, his body turned, vacated, the star disk fell sharply, releasing a strange dark star array, the clouds that just shook the four just momentarily covered and locked to the center of the formation.

In this scene, the crowd was greeted with joy, and the star tower owner shouted: "Do it! ”

“Well done!” Qingxuan real person leapt out of the ruins, Taiyin ghost flew out of hand, flying over the cloud crystal was already huge, and then suddenly fell, straightening the cloud crystal over it.

“Hahahaha!” Watching the clouds swallowed up by the taiyin ghosts, Qing Xuan's real person laughed out loudly: “Yun Zhuang! I'll see how arrogant you are! ”

shouting all over the mountains and plains.

“Alas...” the Lord of the Eastern Cold Sighed heavily, closing his eyes. Yunchei, one face to the other, seriously injured Qingxuan real person, one person bombarded the four together, how appalling. But when he was blockaded by the star array and covered by the Taiyin ghost, the Lord of the East Cold Country knew it was over.

“Ah…” Oriental Cold Weenie tightly covered her lips, her body trembled, unable to speak.

She is young, but she also knows what Taiyin Ghost Ding is.

Heard that too many dark corpses have been refined by the devil, thus accumulating endless death, ghost, resentment, once covered in, will gradually break the spirit in heavy, terrible to extreme death, ghost, resentment.

Spirituality breaks down, and the body is stronger and stronger. It is rapidly refined into dark remains… It is said that no one can escape if they are covered in it.

Besides, at the same time as he was covered, he himself had fallen into a star formation.

“Hmm! No wonder you dared provoke nine of us, but you are qualified in terms of strength. Too bad... this is what happens!” The owner of Xingxing Tower grinned.

“Yunche, dare to defy me so much, defy the Eastern Realm, you are still the first. You'll find out soon enough. It's all your fault.” Blood poisoner opens his right hand: “I'll give you a lift! ”

His right arm stretched out and his right hand, wearing “Poison Hand”, suddenly burst up a hundred feet, the dark finger caught on the Tai Yin Ding, which made people smell the dark poison fog release, straight into the ghost Ding.

The crying soul moved forward too long. “If you can get us here, you're dead too! Too bad it's too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy! ”

In the speech room, his palm pushed, a dark clock flew out, to the side of the ghost, swinging in the shaking room layer after layer of the dark demonic pattern.

Suddenly, the whole cold mountain range sounded a ghost crying in horror.

Crying soul clock! The first demon of crying soul view! It is also the strongest demonic voice vessel in the East Ruins!

Starry arrays, ghosts, poisoners, crying souls… Looking at the images of the peaks of the cold, feeling the atmosphere and sound, even though far away, horrible to the extreme, they cannot imagine how torture and despair it is for Yunchuan.

It's all over, and that's what pisses off the Nine Masses.