Pirate's Infinite Wings

"Is Sea Emperor Poseidon really perfectly resurrected?" Of course Xinghua knows what this means. What Seiya and the others will face is the mythical god, Sea Emperor Poseidon, who once galloped on the sea.

"Yes, at the same time Sea Emperor Poseidon captured Eoria." Fang Lang's tone was very heavy. Eoria was arrested six years ago, which means that Sea Emperor Poseidon has been resurrected six years ago. In the past six years, has he recovered the strength of the Mythical Age?

All of this is unknown, and he can't be sure. The Emperor of Abandoned Heaven made him burn out, but now there is another tricky guy like Poseidon, which is really troublesome.

"Eoria? He didn't die?" Xinghua suddenly became a little surprised. The person who was deemed dead six years ago is still alive, how incredible it is.

"He is not dead, but we still don't know his condition. All of this is unknown. We have no way to know anything in the sea. We are like blind men." Fang Lang explained this fact, but this It made them even more confused about this trip to the sea world.

"Then your action this time is not very dangerous, in that case, why don't you take the Golden Saint Seiya?" Xinghua asked suspiciously, she is no longer impulsive, and now she has learned to think, and even more so. Make her stronger in adversity.

"I don't know, I'm vaguely aware that this is a test." Fang Lang said, he thinks so, so he wants to say it, but the beautiful face did not write any emotions, it is rare to write A touch of helplessness.

"Fang Lang." Xinghua said distressedly looking at Fang Lang like this.

"Ok?"

"Come back alive." After that, he turned and disappeared in place.

"Alive, I want to live the last person, no one can do anything to me." Fang Lang suddenly straightened his waist, his eyes were firm.

He wants to change the world, no matter what, he has to reach that height and take over order.

He wants to create his own rules, and he wants the world to turn for his own will.

"Then, we must take action now, Seiya, we have a heavy burden on us, we must seriously understand the facts." Fang Lang suddenly let out a helpless emotion.

He knows that the chance of surviving this battle is not high, but he still needs to do a lot.He must be prepared and rescue Eoria.

"Hmm, Poseidon, I'm here to let you taste my anger!" He has always been annoyed about Eoria's affairs, and now this is also a chance for revenge.

He smiled suddenly and walked to the last house of the twelfth house. He needs to understand the things he faces, and he must be careful about the things he faces.

So I need the help of the golden saint clothes, as long as there is a little improvement.

Lightspeed Fist is not the culmination of the Golden Saint Seiya, on the contrary, this is just the beginning, the beginning of becoming a Saint Seiya.A Saint Seiya who can reach the seventh sense is considered to have obtained a certain qualification. Seiya and the others have touched the threshold of this qualification, and now they can be regarded as half a golden Saint Seiya.

So with the qualifications to play, there is no need to be cannon fodder like other Saints.

They are the fighters chosen for the jihad and have the opportunity to face other fighters.

The golden saint of Pisces was very peculiar in Fang Lang's eyes. He didn't know why Abrodi was so unbearable?

In the later Golden Soul, how powerful he and his rose were. Although they were still caught, the battle was completely different, saying that there was no way to face Abrodi like that.

It now seems that Abrodi has opened up the eighth sense when he is in the underworld, and at the same time, he has a good understanding of his skills and the advantages he can use.

"It doesn't matter, I have to feel the golden saint clothes now. It will be useful when I set off tomorrow." Fang Lang looked at the Pisces Palace full of roses and shook his head gently. The war has just ended, and he will face the next fierce battle. .

"Abrody, I can feel your actions and your will. The crisis of Athena will continue. You wishful thinking, can a mortal like Saga actually resist the gods?" Fang Lang knew this. If Abrodi will accept it, after all, Pisces' golden saint clothing is still under the influence of his small universe.

"Abrody, if you yearn for a peaceful world, we should cooperate to ensure world peace." Fang Lang smiled. He was laughing at the world. There was nothing that could stop his decision.

Smiling face any difficulties that are about to come, even if facing the Qitian Emperor, he will face it with a smile, you are not the existence that can stop me.

I want to create the rules and order of this world. His ambition is not small. The rules will change the world. Because of this hypocritical world, the gods have had too many things.

"In the past, Long Aotian didn't always want to go against the sky and fate, but now I also want to go against the sky. In the past, they always said that what they thought was unrealistic, but unfortunately, he became so ridiculous." Fang Lang suddenly laughed. His appearance made him helpless. In the seemingly romantic Pisces Palace, he was facing the Pisces Golden Saint Cloth to say such things. What the hell is this.

I'm becoming more neurotic again. Could it be that I have become neurotic?

It seems that I am not a normal person. I still can't understand myself. I can't even understand myself. Sure enough, people who want to change the world are neurotic, and we are all like this.

Saga is schizophrenic, and Hades hates humans almost beyond common sense.

The big bosses are all beyond common sense, and they are all neurotic. Therefore, I want to successfully promote to become a big boss.

If this is the case, then it will be troublesome, I am afraid I have to face a group of righteous Xiaoqiang...