Against the Gods

“…” A few words burst into her ear, the Southern Phoenix Cicada apparently clasped, and her voice faded a little further: “The Dentoko. ”

Yunchuan turned her head, this time no longer a consciousness, but looked at the South Phoenix Cicada clothes with his eyes unchecked: “Don't panic, don't be surprised, don't be angry, don't be a little bit of a killer, don't be indifferent to the situation you are in... aren't you a person without feelings? ”

“If someone else had said what they just said, he might be dead.” This is the answer of the Southern Phoenix Cicada, still soft and smoky and unable to hear any emotions.

“…” the clouds frowned slightly, "I'm getting curious now, what exactly is the reason you chose me? ”

“No, you chose me.” She replied, "What's your reason? ”

“Intuition. ”

She seems to be smiling: "How can a man compare to a woman when he's intuitive? ”

The clouds look back and no longer ask.

Boom Lung!

A loud noise accompanied by a scream struck the ninth South Phoenix combatant with five faces down. And there was no surprise in this result... The 9th level god, the battlefield of the Middle Ruins is a weak number, to defeat such an adversary, even deliberate targeting is not required.

“Bang”, the Southern Phoenix Xuan hit the ground again, had fainted and quickly spread a large beach of blood underneath, obviously suffering from extremely negative heavy hands.

In the past, the South Phoenix would be furious and denounce the other party for malicious assault. This time, however, they only interrupted their teeth and blood pharynx, taking them down silently to heal their injuries.

They are now begging that the battle of the Middle Ruins be ended quickly, and then all that is left will be done… Absolutely not to sin in the early days of the North Cold.

In the early days of the northern cold, the current halo, offending him, is offending the Nine Sundays Palace!

The North Cold City, though strong, cannot determine the life or death of the Southern Phoenix. But the Nine Days Palace can!

The fierce battle continued without a moment's rest in all sorts of roaring and high voices, except for the death of the Southern Phoenix.

With the defeat of the Ninth Person of the Southern Phoenix, there are only six left in the current battlefield in North Cold City, four in the East Ruins and four in the West Ruins... while the South Phoenix is the last person left.

“Ji 'er,” said the South Phoenix wind silently: “Nine games have all been defeated, we still have one last person... do you understand? ”

“Understood!” Snowphoenix nodded. "I will win the last game, no matter what. As Prince of South Phoenix, I will never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ”

Battle of Middle Ruins continues.

North Cold to East Ruins, East Ruins to Defeat;

North Cold vs. West Ruins, North Cold Defeated.

The next battle will be South Phoenix again... the last remaining South Phoenix.

The whole scene turned to the location of the Southern Phoenix. The last fighter is already a nail on the board, only the former Prince of South Phoenix, and South Phoenix's strongest fighter in the battlefield.

The South Phoenix lost all the way, always endured to keep the South Phoenix out, in order to be the final battle of dignity.

Never leave the eternal shame of total defeat!

North Cold City, East Ruin Sect, West Ruin Sect… their eyes are all dramatic to varying degrees. At the beginning of the North Cold, which has been sitting in high esteem, although it has always been faint, a supervisory witness posture that does not make any statements, everyone knows that he is the source of the actions of the King of the Tripartite Realm today.

At this moment, standing in the battlefield is the second largest gate of the West Ruins after the West Ruins. The new lord of the King's Sect prays for Cold Mountain. He is 50 years old. He has stayed for 500 years in the realm of the 10th level of the Divine King's Realm. He has a strong sense of Xuan Qi, and his knowledge of the peak realm of the Divine King is conceivable.

The last battle between Cold Mountain and the North Cold Xuan, but in a few moments, the North Cold Xuan has failed, and the Cold Mountain is almost devoid of consumption. Everyone knows that this was done in order to erase the last hope and dignity of the Southern Phoenix and to perpetuate the shame of its total defeat in the Tenth World War.

Pray that Cold Mountain's eyes fell on the Southern Phoenix, smiling with provocation and contempt.

“Jia 'er,” the Southern Phoenix wind sank low: “This battle is not about the outcome of the Battle of the Middle Ruins, but about the final dignity of my Southern Phoenix. Prove it to everyone! ”

“Yes!" the southern phoenix should have only one word, his tight five-finger “click” sounded, his whole body muscles gradually exaggerated, not yet entered the battlefield, the war has erupted unreservedly.

“Wait!”

Just as the Southern Phoenix was about to jump in, a flat voice suddenly rang.

Nanhuang Cicada stood up and slowly said: “Yun Che, the last person in the Nanhuang battle, you fight! ”

As soon as this was said, the whole scene was shocked, and the South Phoenix wind turned violently: "What did you say!? ”

After the battle curtain of the Middle Ruins was opened, the Southern Phoenix Cicadas sat there with no further remarks. Everyone thinks she is self-aware of the catastrophe, faceless to face all the South Phoenix people, much less to say.

Unexpectedly, this is about the final battle of the final dignity of the Southern Phoenix, and she suddenly stood up and said so... it's ridiculous words.

“Cicada, have you... had enough!” The face of the Southern Phoenix also looks ugly.

“Brother, please back off.” Nanphoenix Cicada: “Yunche, enter the battlefield! ”

Yun Che got up.

“Bastard!” The South Phoenix wind has to be upside down, he's angry, completely angry, a pair of angry eyes, and the word "bastard” at the exit, facing the South Phoenix Cicada: “Don't you think today's scourge is not big enough! You have brought a level 5 god into the battlefield and you have humiliated yourself! Now you let him fight!? ”

Yun Che, the finger of the Southern Phoenix Feng, shouted: “Are you ready to let the whole world see our jokes and peel off the last little face of the Southern Phoenix! ”

“I have my share.” Southern Phoenix Cicada.

The South Phoenix wind turned angrily and said to the South Phoenix: "Leave her alone! Battlefield! ”

“Uncle Feng, I am the supreme decision maker in this battle of ruins.” In the plain voice of the Southern Phoenix Cicada, a few cold threats were brought: “Here in the ruins of the battlefield, my words are everything, do not speak of you, even Father, do not interfere! ”

South Phoenix's silent gaze said, “From the moment you put South Phoenix in the Jedi for your own sake, you are no longer worthy of being a decision maker! ”

“If you go on your own knees after that to beg for the beginning of the northern cold, there is still a chance of salvation, and before that, you were only a sinner! ”

At a pause in the junction, no one dared speak again.

The movement on this side was captured by everyone, which led to more shame and laughter... has fallen into such a field, and is it still inside?

“Even if I am a sinner, at least for now, I am still a decision-maker for Father Chin.” Nanphoenix Cicada: “This war, Yunchua! ”

South Phoenix looks cold to the extreme: “Do you think anyone will still care and follow your decision now!? ”

“Cicada,” the Southern Phoenix deity said suddenly at this time: “Are you sure? ”

“Yes.” The South Phoenix Cicada responded softly. The bead curtains are separated, and no one can see what her eyes and looks like at this moment.

“Mm-hmm.” The Southern Phoenix deity beckoned: “Yiu, back off. Yun Che, this battle, you will fight on behalf of Nanhuang. ”

“Father?” Nanhuang stunned, unable to believe her ears in any way.

“Emperor, you...” South Phoenix glanced at the wind, and he was anxious: “Do you want to watch us become complete jokes too! ”

“I said I would not regret letting Cicada decide everything.” The Southern Phoenix Divine Monarch.

“Royal Fate and Southern Phoenix Dignity, which is important!” The Southern Phoenix wind is shaking slightly: “It's all because of her today! She let Yunchuan go to war, clearly to disgrace herself by force... how can you continue to let her follow her like this. ”

“Disgrace yourself?” "How do you know that the clouds can't be won," said the Southern Phoenix Cicada. ”

“He... can win?” The Southern Phoenix almost laughed: “Are you really in some kind of magic! ”

“Uncle Feng, let's make a bet.” Nanphoenix Cicada said: “If this battle is won by Yun Che, how are you? ”

“Oh," an unknown level 5 god who triumphed over the mighty Mountain of Prayer? South Phoenix feels humiliated about his cognition and intelligence: “If he wins, I'll kill myself here today! ”

“That's not necessary.” Nanphoenix Cicada said: “Uncle Feng's heart is Nanphoenix all his life, and even if he makes bigger mistakes, he will never do so. If Yunchuan wins, I want you to kneel down on your knees and pay for your treachery. ”

“And if Yun Che loses.” Without waiting for the South Phoenix wind to respond, the South Phoenix Cicada continued: “I will personally go to the Ninth Sunday Palace to solve the dangers of the South Phoenix. ”

“How dare you bet? ”

“Hmm, where did she get the confidence?” Qianye Yinger hummed softly.

“Good question.” Yun Che responded apathetically.

“...” Qianye Yinger glanced at Nanhuang Cicada clothing, her golden eyes shrugged gently... she conceived a possibility.

However, this possibility appeared in a median star realm, but it was a bit strange.

“Well, you said it yourself!” How can the Southern Phoenix refuse: “In that case, I will do as you wish! If this boy loses, you must go to the Ninth Sunday Palace to atone for today's sins! ”

“Yun Che, you go.” Without further ado, Nanhuang Cicada clothes to Yun Che.

“What happens if I lose?” Yunchuan asked with interest.

“will not die.” Nanhuang replied.

“Interesting woman.” Cloud smiled lightly, and suddenly he had a slight interest in her, wanting to know what kind of face it would be hidden under the bead curtain.

“Cicada, you...”

Nanhuangxi wanted to say something more, but just after the exit, Yunchei had jumped up and not slowly landed in the battlefield, opposite Xiru's prayer for Cold Mountain.

The boundaries are separated, and no one knows why, although all outsiders have seen an innervation in the South Phoenix. When we saw that the South Phoenix fighters were not South Phoenix, everyone was stunned. When we perceived the aura of power on the clouds, the eyes of the powerful people fell at the same time, and some even sprayed a bubble of water.

Even at the beginning of the North Cold, where the expression is rare, the body leans forward obviously, and seems to be checking whether there is a problem with its own perception.

“Yunchuan.” He coldly reported his name.

“…” prayed Cold Mountain, counting his breaths, and then his mouth began to twitch, and immediately the whole face began to twitch.

After a considerable period of silence, the battlefield suddenly became noisy, and after the words “fifth god” spread quickly, the noise was almost impossible to clean up.

On the South Phoenix side, almost everyone drops their heads deep, they don't have to listen, they know what the battlefield sounds like.

They must think the Southern Phoenix is insane... even they themselves must think the Southern Phoenix God and the Southern Phoenix Cicada Clothes are insane.