Against the Gods

“Uncle...” At the beginning of the North Cold thought he heard wrong: “What did you say...? ”

“Give him!” Lu Bai's voice was heavier and his eyes filled with cold eyes.

It's not just the beginning of the North Cold, everyone, they have some incredible ears.

Although the Tibetan Sword was offered at the beginning of the North Cold War to compensate him for his defamation, it was used to completely seal Yunchuan's retreat at the beginning of the North Cold War and under the premise that Lu Bubaiwan was certain that Yunchuan definitely did not win the Ten Great Divine Kings with his own strength.

Otherwise, even if there is a risk or possibility of a dot, the North Cold will not risk using the Tibetan Sword.

And now, the North Cold has failed, and the wolf is overwhelmed... It was meant to be just a shoot-out of hidden heavenly swords, do you really want to compensate the clouds?

Tibetan Sword is not a common blue sword… The name of Tibetan Sword Palace is born by Tibetan Sword, its position and importance in the Ninth Sunday Palace is conceivable.

It is the treasure of the township, and the face and symbol!

Surrender the Tibetan Sword, that loss is not just a sword, but the face of the entire Nine Days Palace!

“No… no!” The beginning of the North Cold shook his head, shaking his whole body: “How can the Heavenly Sword fall into the hands of outsiders! ”

As the arrogant god of the Northern kingdom of heaven, the master of the Palace of the Nine Weeks, in order to preserve the heavenly sword, he has spared no effort to publicly repent.

But then again, his face has been completely lost under the clouds, so let's be more thorough... if he loses the Tian Tian Sword so much, even if he is valued again at the Ninth Sunday Palace, he will be heavily blamed.

Lu Weiwei's face plummeted and slightly revealed his anger: “The Tibetan Sword is indeed the sword of the palace of the Nine Sundays Palace Town. But losing is losing, hiding the heavenly sword is a loss, my dignity of the Nine Days Palace cannot be lost. ”

“…” North Cold is even more stunned at the beginning.

Because the Tibetan Sword is too important... to be above the so-called dignity.

At this time, his ear suddenly heard a rush from Lu: “Don't say much, give him the Tian Tian Sword right away! This man named Yunche, his strength, should not be beneath me! ”

The next sentence is to dramatically change the face of the early North Cold:

“And… he's probably from the kingdom! ”

Although the beginning of the North Cold is the beginning of the Divine King, it is also a true Divine King, under the hands of Yunchuang there is no power to struggle. He only hit the clouds once, but the clouds didn't show any signs of injury. All of this tells Lu that the clouds are likely not weaker than him!

Level 5 god kings are comparable to mid-term god kings, these absurd things, if they really exist, can only come from the kingdom!

Yunchuang knew that they were from the Ninth Sunday Palace, the beginning of the North Cold is still the most important cultivator of the Ninth Sunday Palace, but his hands were brutal and harsh. There was nothing to worry about. Obviously, he didn't put the Ninth Sunday Palace in his eyes at all... These all confirm that Yunchuang is most likely a minor from a certain kingdom!

The word "king's kingdom" suddenly broke the last belief of the beginning of the North Cold, even the anger in my heart was like being trampled on, suddenly he turned away, his eyes converged, his face raw and squeezed out hard: “OK, I am in the beginning of the North Cold... I will do it! ”

He turned his hand and pushed it, hiding the heavenly sword and then he pushed it towards Yunche.

Yun Che reached out and grabbed it. He didn't even look at it. He put it away directly. It looked like he picked up a stone on the side of the road.

Watching the Tibetan Sword disappear into Yunchuang's hands, whether it was the beginning of the North Cold or Lu Wei, their faces were violently convulsed.

“Rest assured, the master of the palace and your master respect that way, I will speak.” Lu Bobai once again preached to the North Cold Chu: “Tibetan Sword has the most primitive soul connection with my Nine Weeks Palace… If he is not from the kingdom, he cannot escape. ”

If Yun Che really comes from Wang Realm, he can't continue to sin anyway.

But if they find out later that he is not from the kingdom, they will no longer have to worry about it. By contacting the soul of the Tibetan Sword, they can easily determine the location of the Tibetan Sword. With the power of the Nine Sundays Palace, they need to retrieve it from the clouds, easily!

Lu nodded to the clouds and said: “Young palace lords are very talented, but after all, they are young, and this setback will greatly benefit his future. At this point, thank you for your patience... North Cold, so you have something to say? ”

Lu Bobai's attitude, no matter what his status, is already alluding to and deciding everything. The Northern Cold God dared not to have any more objections. He immediately took it seriously. He suppressed all the negative emotions of Yunchuang to death: “I, the three Ten Xuans, lost to the Southern Phoenix Yunchuang alone. Everyone saw it. There is no doubt that the three of us are willing to gamble to lose. ”

“The Middle Ruins will begin tomorrow… for the next 500 years, all belong to the Southern Phoenix. ”

Every word you say, the heart of the Northern Cold God drips blood. Especially in the last sentence, he tried his best to control, but the tone was still visibly trembling.

“East Ruins, West Ruins, where are you?” Lu Bubai asked again.

“Of course there is no objection.” The Western Ruins are laughing, but the grin is rigid and hard to see.

“... Congratulations to the Southern Phoenix.” The Eastern Ruins God closed his eyes for a long time and his face was a frightening pale.

His side, Dong Xueyan looked at Yun Che silly... the palm print on her face was still on, but she felt no pain at all. For the first time in her life, she truly felt how heartbroken regret can be.

Her most venerable elder brother Dongxue's resignation was nullified by a clear blow by the clouds. How dazzling the halo was at the beginning of the North Cold, but he trampled on it so easily. Why does the Ninth Sunday Palace exist, but he actively clothes himself in front of him. Even Tibetan Sword's holy relic existence should be handed over well...

Looking back at her and Dongxue's previous bouncing in front of the clouds, she looked like two ignorant and ridiculous clowns... no, in his eyes, it must be worse than even a clown.

The battlefield was quiet, Lu Bai's utmost compromise, and there were obvious signs of goodness, not only deeply deterred the three kings of the realm, but also unquestionably shook the people in the place... people who could make people such as the white people, they could not imagine what it would be like.

Yunche, this is an unknown origin, like a person appearing in the sky... who exactly is he!

South Phoenix Cicada made him go to war in the end, not with a fever in his head, proposing three dozen fights per person, not with a false impression, but clearly bringing three into the set.

Even when she publicly refused to come to the beginning of the northern cold, was it because of the clouds?

Behind Yunche, is it stronger than the Ninth Sunday Palace... by the mountain?

“Cicada, who is he…? Who the hell is that?” South Phoenix asked twice, excited. Until now, his brain was a little dizzy.

“Yun Che.” The Southern Phoenix Cicada replied so.

“…” The Southern Phoenix wind also turned at this time, the old man slightly drooling, harsh: “Aged… with no eyes and no beads… self-righteous… the following are guilty… of arbitrary punishment by His Highness. ”

“We'll discuss this when we get back. Prepare to take over the Middle Ruins.” Nanhuang Cicada.

“Yes.” This time, the southern phoenix bowed deeply and answered respectfully.

“Cicada Clothes," the Southern Phoenix god whispered: “These are the battles you planned in the middle of ruins? ”

“No," said the Southern Phoenix Cicada: “I just ran into a stranger and did it. ”

Southern Phoenix Divine Monarch: “…”

“Five hundred years of total control over the ruins, without other accidents, is enough for the southern ruins to grow to barely balance with the other three worlds.” The Southern Phoenix Cicada looked up slightly to the clouds: “It's just...”

“This result is not in vain. I look forward to what his reward will be. ”

At the heart of this battle of the Middle Ruins is no longer the East Ruins, but Yun Che alone.

He brutalized the beginning of the North Cold, and the scene that made Lu Bobai's eyebrows soft was too shocking. At this moment, people look at him with a little bit of previous sarcasm and compassion, but with profound shock and awe.

“Let's go.” Yunchue turned around and said to Qianye Shadow: “After all the work, it's time to collect the bill. ”

“Now is not the time to make enemies, and you can't provoke the Ninth Sunday Palace!” Chiba Shadow Cold Whispers: “You're lucky you didn't start a big conflict this time. If you dare to make such a claim again..."

She couldn't think of a threat at the moment. After all, the condition of the two people today is that she relies entirely on Yun Cher.

Lu Bubai did not stop him, did not speak, did not speak from the beginning to question his whereabouts.

His hands were pressed against the first body of the North Cold to prevent any movement. While staring at the back of the cloud crystal, she also stayed briefly on the Qianye shadow... She and the cloud crystal are also the fifth grade of the kingdom of God, that light blonde long hair is extremely rare in the Northern Divine Realm.

“Uncle, is it really just...” Looking at the clouds so far away from the sight, what can be done at the beginning of the northern cold, can't really be willing.

“Shut up.” Lu did not shy away. He greatly appreciates the early days of the northern cold, this time coming to the ruins of the five realms to live behind him and personally defend his safety. He is rarely repeated, but at this point he is in a very bad mood and has done almost everything possible to control his emotions alone.

“…” The lips shake at the beginning of the northern cold.

Dick... Dick...

His face was still covered with blood beads, and he dared not think about the extent to which his face was now ugly, but he knew that all his ugliness, the tens of millions of bastards present, was clearly seen, and even that these humble bastards were merciful to him at the moment.

Yes, compassion...

The mighty wind stood up arrogantly, was beaten to death by people at will, paid for the heavenly sword, and saw him leave safely, even dared not to pursue...

It won't be long before his ugliness comes out today, becoming the joke of the Five Realms of the Ruins, the joke of the Ninth Sunday Palace, the joke of the Northern Realm's Tianjun List.

Shame, what a terrible thing. How many times more painful than when practicing... the confusion in his brain intertwined with a previous scene, and for the first time in his life he knew what it was to die of shame.

His body trembled at the beginning of the North Cold, his eyes were white and his heart was burning with great anger. His body was shaking dramatically, his heart and blood flowed backwards, and a big mouthful of blood erupted.

“Junior!” The Northern Cold God panicked and hurried to hold him. Looking at the dark eyes of the beginning of the North Cold, his heart is twitching... the beginning of the North Cold grew up in reverence, even to the Ninth Sunday Palace, can release a radiant halo of light. How can you endure such humiliation and blows today?

“…” Lu sighed again and again.

And at this time, far above, the northern cold at the beginning of the journey with Lu Bai, floating on the battlefield of the Xuan boat, the dark junction it contained, suddenly collapsed.

This junction, connected to the North Cold Gas Generator, could not have been broken away by the people inside. However, the beginning of the North Cold broke down and the border collapsed.

The unusual noise led people's eyes to steep above... In the scattered dark fog, a little weak girl flew out and rushed to the north.

“Humph.” Lu did not hesitate to coldly hum, rose up, like a fierce eagle slamming the young girl who wanted to escape.

Young girls seem to be very young, completely white, cultivated only in the late realm of the divine soul. Faced with the existence of Lu Bai, even if they leave the prison, there is no possibility of escape at all.

Feeling the rear instant approaching crisis, the girl turned her face, but was not afraid, but presented a completely ageless cold, small hands swinging quickly, a lightning flashed from the void and landed white.

Ka!!

Lu Bubai ignored directly, the lightning was on top of his head, but the power of the district's soul could not even hurt one of his hair.

“!?” Yunnan suddenly stopped and frowned heavily.