Long Live Summons!

The fifth floor of the heavenly ladder, the White Valley, the bloody altar.

When Yueyang proposed a gambling duel, neither the Black Terror Nation, the Tianlong Nation nor the Nine Heads Nation responded immediately. The first appearance, instead of being the first to eat a crab, is often someone else's stepping stone, shooting the head bird, although there is no proverb in the sky tower and the heavens, but everyone understands that.

Just when each person looked up at the sky from a 45-degree and two-forceful angle and did not hear Yue Yang, one person stood up.

He had been sitting on the bloody altar.

Quietly.

Whoever knew him or did not, did not think that this man, who should fight for the fruits of victory in the end, would be the first to do so.

Why is that?

This question, not to mention them, even Yueyang, who was mentally prepared, and Zhizhu, the middle-aged literary man who was in charge of the whole field, were very confused.

The first person who shouldn't and least likely to do it stood up.

Please take the initiative to fight Yueyang.

Why is that?

The whole place looked at him.

This person looks quite prestigious and doesn't look like a retarded face.

His eyebrows are big, the Chinese shape face, coupled with his head full of wind, the roots of the short hair like steel needle vertical, gives a strong sense of visual impact, especially the well-contoured overall line, as rough as a knife axe carved out, full of male atmosphere, if time turns back, looking back at the young, maybe he is still a handsome guy to make the little girl see the heartbeat. This man's face, with a long history of ripeness and patience, his steadfast eyes, his hands cast in copper and his fortress-like standing body, presents from time to time a fact that is mighty!

Seeing this hidden momentum, the man who swallowed the heavens and the earth as soon as it erupted, stepped out of the statue of the crippled, double-headed dragon, they couldn't help but feel suffocated.

The beautiful queen, burning with flames, watched her liver tremble carefully and couldn't help but pound out her throat.

“You are the Golden Emperor, you, you are the Lord of the Tangu Tripod! ”

Golden Emperor!

As soon as the name was mentioned, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became several times heavier.

Although double-headed dragons can be guessed, they are reluctant to mention it easily, because it is a name that is powerful and terribly powerful and desperate. Now let the gorgeous queen say it inadvertently, everyone listened to it and couldn't help but beat a chill.

Double-headed Dragon Gu Ang now doesn't understand, as powerful as Golden Emperor, why not wait for the war to end and enjoy its success? He did not need to do it at all. Whether he did or not, after all disputes had settled, anyone who had won would voluntarily distribute a share to the owner of Tanigaya, and no one dared to mistreat or embezzle the share of the Tripod King Wu Emperor.

Neither the heavens nor the towers dare to do so.

Believe that even the Supreme Temple, the strongest man in heaven, is unwilling to cross evil with this three-legged Golden Emperor in the name of the Golden Emperor.

Why would he stand out first and fight Yue Titan to death, a Golden Emperor who won the final victory without having to fight? He doesn't have to do this! In his capacity and position, in his power and strength, he randomly assigns a master of the tribe, so that he can earn the final victory in good faith... but he comes here in person and contends for the first strike, what does this mean? Does Goldie have an unknown blood feud with the Tower of Heaven?

Yueyang is also very confused.

Shouldn't Big BOSS be in its own territory waiting for everyone to brush it?

How did you get to the new village? And also proactively brush the players. Is there any reason for this? Players don't bring that either!

“Do we?” Yueyang decided to ask clearly.

“No.” Jindi denied it.

“So I've set fire to your house before, carried your door for malt sugar?” Yueyang touched the back of her head, as if she had never done such a bad thing!

“No.” Goldie shook his head.

“So I grew a ridiculous face?” Yueyang is depressed. Is my little face naturally attractive to hatred?

“I can't tell.” Goldie said it wasn't for that reason.

“Then why did you rush out to fight me? I didn't ask you to mess with me. Your face doesn't look like a punch. You're old enough to have character and status. You can't bully me so much. You don't have a gentleman's style!” Yueyang was in such a hurry that he gave a scoundrel's expression, 'If you dare to bully me, I will cry'.

“I'm sorry." Kim Di suddenly apologized to Yueyang, being quite sincere: “Actually, it has nothing to do with you. It's just that I owe someone a huge debt of gratitude, and I can't help it, which is why I had to do it. ”

“You owe me, but you can't beat me back!” Yueyang felt he was too wronged.

“Although it's a bit of a blow to you to say it, I guess this‘ affair ’is pretty much enough to kick your ass.” The Golden Emperor replied honestly.

“Wait, I saved your son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter when it comes to love! What does that count for?” Yueyang suddenly remembered that Prince Eight, Wuhai, seemed to be the son of this old man. He and Bao saved the beauty of Wuhai and Sparrow Stork and the twin eggs. Although doing a good thing is a bit of a city advantage, Yueyang classmates did not reach the school level * * to do good things without a name. Now when the Tower of Heaven survives, if you can talk about human relationships, what is your face? Don't do it!

“I've heard of this, and I appreciate your help, but the rebels are dead, but the cute little ones, if you hadn't saved them, might have become the food of another population, or the next cheap war beast, enslaved by crude mercenaries for the rest of their lives.” The Golden Emperor nodded to Yueyang, affirming Yueyang's righteous move.

Double-headed dragon, Gu 'an, they immediately looked at the middle-aged literary man as soon as they could not hear.

The wind seems to be changing now?

This Goldie misses mercy. He was invited to conquer the Tower of Heaven. If the grandson is deeply indebted to Yue Titan, he has never reported it. Is he the first to come forward, meaning to reconcile with this Yue Titan and stop the war? If that's the case, it would be a pity that the Golden Emperor is definitely a big help to the Legion of Heaven. With him, the victory is at least seven points higher.

It would be even worse if, in turn, the Golden Emperor biased toward Yue Titan.

What should we do?

Once again, everyone focuses on the middle-aged man.

I hope that with the name of the first think tank of the Central Temple, he will take a word for everyone, give them a Quan Xin, and give them a heart pill to eat.

The middle-aged literary man did not speak and still smiled on his face as if he had not heard the conversation between Golden Emperor and Yueyang. His unexpected confidence left the double-headed dragon, and they were stunned, a dark one. The lord of the Oriental Palace was so calm, did he have any other secret tricks?

“I owe you, and I have not offended you. We are all familiar with each other. Why don't we be friends?” Yueyang came to push the boat along the water.

“It's unlikely to befriend an enemy.” Jindi shook his head slowly: "If my husband killed you, I could have my children and grandchildren grow up to avenge you for saving your life that day. ”

“Sister Ni!” Yueyang was so angry that she almost didn't vomit blood.

Young Master Ben beat your old man to death and let his grandson seek revenge for himself, thanks to you!

Double-headed dragon, Gu 'an, they all listened to the Golden Emperor and couldn't help laughing. At the same time, I have a hundred times more confidence in the plan of a middle-aged literary man. He is truly the number one think tank in the Central Temple. Without the certainty, he will not do anything at all. If he does it, then he will surely have the certainty of winning! Regardless of how greatly this Yue Titan owes the Tripod Kingwu, it seems that Kindy's true heart will not change. With this powerful enemy of Golden Emperor, this Yue Titan, even if it is counterproductive, will not be able to turn around, he, absolutely dead!

Yueyang has never been so bullied in his life. He is the only one who ever bullies others. There is no such thing as bullying him together today, and he still can't shout!

Dumb eats.

Next, did you acquiesce, or did you tear the enemy apart and swallow it into your stomach?

However, Yueyang classmates, never acquiesced to the kind of person.

He was never bullied for nothing.

Instead of living on your knees, die standing up.

War.

Fight it all out.

This is the third youngest in the Tower of Tongtian, called Yue Jia.

Yueyang slowly engined out of the upper string moon, held tight in his hand, breathed deeply, long soothed out the negative emotions in his heart, steadily raised his hand.

The Golden Emperor who stood like a mountain in front of him raised his blade and nailed down the iron to challenge him: "Come on! Tanigaya triplets the emperor of Jinwu, Golden Emperor, if you think bullying a descendant can satisfy your self-righteous superior psychology, you are mistaken. Let me, the new generation of the Emperor of the Tower of Heaven, tell you, let me, the disciple of the Queen of Conquest, tell you, let me, the future master of the ruins of the gods, tell you, what is right and what is wrong! What you insist on is fundamentally a ridiculous excuse that you yourself have created to satisfy your own distortions. Don't let your words and actions be indulged and outraged because you are an old man. The world, a ridiculous excuse, will always be ridiculous, and you will never be able to identify and convince anyone else. ”

“All I know is that what God says is the truth.” Kim Dieng raised his head and burst into flames that allowed the double-headed dragon Gu Ang and others to immediately retreat from the golden raven. The light emitted on him was thousands of times brighter than the sun in heaven.

Golden Emperor, with great divine power, turned into a golden eye, staring at Yueyang.

He stretched out a right hand that was similarly glowing in the sun.

Pointing to Yueyang: "Young man, I also tell you the fact that I am God, the true God. So what I'm saying, whether you think right or wrong, is irrelevant, because it's the truth, a truth that belongs to me that is unique to me and that is based on my divine nature and extends by my divine power, and that can never be extinguished or obliterated. Young man, do you hear me? ”

Yueyang could not face the Lord in the light of the Golden Emperor's divine power.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Even he who possesses the eyes of the heavens and the eyes of wisdom.

Nor is it possible to open your eyes in this light.

This is the divine power of the Golden Emperor, the unique divine character of the Golden Emperor and the will of the Law!

“If you've heard it, then die! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *” The voice of the Golden Emperor, like a thunderbolt, as soon as he was finished, his right hand emitted a radiant daylight a thousand times more than the sun.

Everything in front of him, whether the unbreakable ground of the bloody altar, the space of the ladder where the laws of heaven and earth exist, or Yueyang, who spared no effort to defend the blade, instantly annihilated this divine power.

Extinction.

Golden Emperor in front of this true god.

Any existence that exists against his will is instantaneous and eternal.

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