Dragon-Marked War God

Tianyun Pavilion, since Jiangdu killed Tianjinyun, Tianyun Pavilion has ruled the entire first line of the sky, becoming the real ruler of the first line of the sky, and Tianyun Pavilion, under the leadership of the imperial wind people, is also flourishing, making the whole first line of the sky flourish, from this alone, the imperial wind people really merit.

Moreover, the imperial wind minister was highly respected. He was the character of Ouyang Crane at the time. It was very popular. Plus, the imperial wind minister was Jiang Dun himself named the master of Tianyun Cabinet. Therefore, Tianyun Cabinet did not dare to resist.

At this moment, the night falls, but the sky and cloud are covered with shadows, and the whole mountain gate is filled with a depressing breath, making people gasp.

In the deliberative hall of Tianyun Palace, all of us sat together, all frowned upon bitter faces, and the scene was silent and under special stress.

Above all, sitting two people, one naturally a royal wind tunnel man, the other a celestial machine, the pulse of the celestial machine is broken and repaired to the loss, all this is due to the worship of the clouds of the sky. Although Jiangdu later used the spirit of wood to help him repair his livelihood, he was unable to practice, he could only be a cripple for the rest of his life.

But nobody up and down the Sky Cloud Pavilion dares to be a cripple. Everyone respects him more than even the royal wind people. He is like the Emperor of Sky Cloud Pavilion. He does not speak on weekdays, but as long as he speaks, he listens up and down.

Just because SkyMachine is the master of Jiangdu, Tianyun Gazette today, everything is done by Jiangdu himself.

Nowadays, the Sky Machine is also a sad face.

“Master, the Sky Master, the old devil gave us three days. Tomorrow is the deadline. It's no way to sit like this. ”

An elder sighed.

“Are we really moving out? ”

Another elder said angrily.

“No, Tianyun Gazette has stood for so many days, it was created by Ouyang's brother. This is his heart and blood, and when Jiangdu leaves, he hands Tianyun Gazette to me. If this is the way to arch hands, I have no face to meet Jiangdu. Even if I die, I have no face to meet Ouyang's master. ”

The royal wind minister said that his fist was tight and his anger was immense. He was still Xian Wang Xiuwei. He also felt powerless when he remembered the old demon's horror.

“It can't be done, it can only be moved away, so that Qingshan is not worried about firewood burning, always save thousands of lives on and off the Tianyun Palace. ”

When the machine spoke, you can see that when it said that, it was also fighting a great battle in its heart.

Three days ago, Tianyun Gazette suddenly appeared an old man, a powerful Immortal Emperor, who saw this mountain gate of Tianyun Gazette, and wanted to seize it. Therefore, he gave Tianyun Gazette three days to move away, otherwise, Tianyun Gazette would be slaughtered clean and clean, after tonight, the deadline is up.

This is an incredibly difficult thing for the Kingswind Taoist. He would rather his life stay here and keep the mountain gate of Tianyun Pavilion. For a major force, there is nothing more important than the mountain gate. If even the mountain gate is taken away, how shameful and humiliating it is.

Besides, this mountain gate is the biggest foundation of Tianyun Gate. It has existed for many years. It was built by Ouyang Crane alone. It was rebuilt by Jiangdu. Now Ouyang Crane is dead, Jiangdu is gone. Everything is handed over to the royal wind people. How much pressure the royal wind people have. If they move away, Tianyun Gate will not have any more days of rebirth. If they do not move away, thousands of people under and above Tianyun Gate will lose their lives. For a bloodthirsty demon, massacre is nothing. It is a powerful Immortal Emperor, Tianyun Gate will not be able to resist.

……

Just as the voice of the celestial machine fell, suddenly there was a sneer in the void of the hall, and then a black fog appeared and turned into a human figure, an old man in black, who looked in his sixties, thin and thin, belonging to the kind that the wind could blow away as soon as it blew.

But the momentum emanating from the old man was frightening, and his eyes were like snakes, like ghosts, representing the will to die.

Ho...

As soon as the old man showed up, everyone in the hall stood up and began to look awful.

“Old devil, it's not over yet. What are you doing here? ”

An elder said.

“Whatever you are, you dare speak like this in front of this House. ”

The old demon shook his body and came to the elder's close, he was very fast, his palms pounded and he grabbed the elder's chest, then slowly pulled out the other heart and threw it into his mouth and began to chew it up. His hands and mouth were covered with blood, but his face was full of pleasure.

“Yummy, yummy. ”

The old devil licked his mouth and the scene was appalling.

The scene is so gloomy, the royal wind people and others even feel heavy breathing. In front of this old demon, they have no power to resist at all.

“This seat has given you three days, but you have no movement at all, there is really no sincerity, and this seat doesn't want to wait any longer. Now it's too late for you to move. Tonight, this is the mountain gate where we are going to kill, kill a happy one, kill all of you, leave no one behind,......”

The old devil laughed and laughed. He enjoyed killing people.

Rumor has it that the faces of the people in the place change instantly, and there is only one thought in their hearts, that is, it is the end of the clouds, and this old demon is their culmination disaster.

“Could this tall man give us another chance at Sky Cloud Pavilion, and we will move away, night after night? ”

SkyMachine said, wanting to get one last chance for SkyCloud Palace.

“No, what we have said will not be taken back. If we want to kill you all, we will kill you all. You have no right to bargain with us. ”

The old devil is a killer. In his eyes, these people are termites. They can only knead and exasperate themselves. Just a tool to look at.

“This tall man, I am the master of the cloud court this day. How about killing me and sparing thousands of disciples? ”

The royal wind minister said helplessly that he could see that there was no reason to speak with such a man, nor was there any condition to talk to him. If his life could be exchanged for the lives of thousands of disciples, he would.

“No, your destiny, the lives of others. Now, this seat is going to start killing you. This seat is going to be stained here with blood...”

The old devil laughed, and he loved seeing people desperate before they died, which was a pleasure.

“Really? I'm afraid you can't kill any of them today. ”

Suddenly, a voice came out of nothingness, a thick voice, echoing in the hall.