Supreme Uprising

At this time, the bell rings has condensed his body, his eyes stare with deep resentment at the White Crane Yuan honor and others, and the divine color is full of heavy killing intentions.

Though none of these people did anything to him, in his senses, these people, like Luo Yunyang, are all abominable guys.

It's that they embarrass themselves, make themselves laughingstock, and one day, make sure that these people pay for their arrogance.

Or let them pay the price for what they did.

He had no idea about the Temple, because he had never seen the lower realm.

But now his psyche has changed dramatically, especially when he sees the emergence of Left Honor and others, and he has given birth to the idea of pushing his best friend to the position of Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng.

The lower realm, though poor, has a great deal of manpower, and it would be very good if it could be unified.

Most importantly, once his friends control the Temple of Hongmeng, the resentment in his heart can spill whatever he wants. At that time, what does he want to do, but turn his hand over the clouds for rain...

His heart was filled with trust in Lu Xinqiao's endless great robbery, especially Luo Yunyang, who had not come out until now.

Because of the great holocaust of the void, the door starts slowly, but the more it reaches the end, the more the power of the door becomes apparent.

He himself can only last a minute under this strange doorway, and Luo Yunyang has entered the holocaust for half an hour!

If an hour does not come out, then it will never come out. A lord of the lower realm, who really thinks he is?

The eyes of the bell ringing, the subconscious looked at Baihe Yuanzheng and others in the past, the chill in his eyes more points.

After the proclamation of the existence of thirty-six great universes by their priests, the strong of the younger generation, such as the bell rings, generally have a psychology, a higher psychology.

They believe that the heavenly kingdom was chosen by the Holy Journey and is made up of the best disciples, and that the status of the thirty-six great universes, naturally, is the abandoned lower realm.

Now, Saint Joe's mercy can accept those who are in the lower realm back into his reign, but it does not mean that those who are in the lower realm can have the same status as them.

Even these elites have come up with the idea that, although they are all human beings, they are the higher heavens, and the thirty-six universes are just ordinary mortals.

Although there is no overt recognition of the existence of the highest ranking in the Tian Ding world, this view has been endorsed by countless young generations of experts in the Tian Ding world.

This is also why, after hearing that Luo Yunyang had the great extinction grinding disc in his hand, Zhong Ming and Lu Xinxiao and others first thought was to retrieve the treasure back.

As for the rest, they don't care!

They did not even think that Luo Yunyang would attack them, because in their eyes these mortals should serve them, the Supreme Heavenly People.

“For those who dare to do this to my heavenly people, bear the punishment of heaven!” There was a growing grudge in my heart, with a hint of cold words in my voice.

And the object of his conversation is naturally Baihe Yuan Honor and others.

The word "Heavenly Man" flashed a little anger in the eyes of White Crane Yuan and others. They are Heavenly People, so what should they wait for others?

The new left-hander waved his hand and blocked the angry White Crane Yuan from speaking. He looked at the bell ringing and said in a silent voice: “Your Excellency, although I have full respect for the heavenly realm, please also maintain full respect for my Temple of Honor. ”

“Besides, neither the heavenly realm nor the thirty-six universes are followers of Saint Joe, why do you have to distinguish between the heavenly and the mortal! ”

Zhong Ming was slapped by Luo Yunyang. It can be said that it was extremely painful to beat him. At this time, he was given the opportunity to vent. How can he easily let go?

He looked at the new left-hander and said coldly, "Oh, you want to see if you're good enough for us, not for each other, not for the dog. ”

“Do you really think you, you scumbags, deserve to claim to be followers of Lord St. Joe? ”

The new left-handed man's eyes erupted, and a few young princes followed the bell ringing and others, at this time also followed: “It is already in the face of Saint Joe to be able to bring your people under our heavenly people. ”

“Humph, don't feel like you have a source with us, you can compare, none of us can compare. ”

“Otherwise, Lord Saint Joe would not have left you here and would have taken us back to the heavenly realm. ”

“In fact, it turns out that Saint Joe doesn't agree too much with your existence, which is why we have the heavenly realm today! ”

This statement, while unhappy with the Temple disciples present, also gives them a sense of speechlessness.

The people of Saint Joe did not lead them away.

At that time, the departure of the people of Saint Joe left the great people in a long period of darkness. If it were not for the problems of the then Xuan Dynasty and Divine Prison clans, I fear that the people of the thirty-six great universes would not be wiped out by these two hostile forces, but would also lose most of their territory.

Fortunately, during those years, a hero rose in the slaughter!

Just when someone couldn't help arguing with the bell ringing, they saw Lu Xintao, who was supposed to be standing in the void, like a troublemaker, suddenly spit out a breath of blood.

With this bloodshed, the infinite power of shattering came towards him, and these shattering forces covered the heavens and the earth, wrapping Lu Xinxiao's entire body directly in the middle.

Lu Xinxiao's body instantly gave rise to countless cracks, at which point he looked like the jade stone about to be smashed.

However, at the moment when Lu Xinxiao's body was about to collapse, in his brow heart, Huo Lan produced a mark.

The mark is a Tai Chi symbol, which seems simple, but as it emerges, a figure standing in the Tai Chi stands in the void.

Looking at the situation of Lu Xinxiao, he flashed a hint of coldness in his eyes, waved his hands in, a strand of black and white smell, instantly wrapped Lu Xinxiao in the middle.

“Who dares to attack my disciple?” Although peaceful, it seems to imply infinite hegemony.

The new left-hander looked at the figure filled with rhymes, and his eyes flashed with shock, because he was so familiar with it.

Although this is the first time he has seen this man, when he first joined the Temple of Hongmong, his portrait was tall and hung at the very center of the Temple of Hongmong.

The first temple lord of the Temple of Hongmeng was also the great disciple of the Holy Journey of the People. In the past, countless people admired this lord.

Luo Yunyang had no impression of the first Temple Master, but even if he knew that this was the first Temple Master, Luo Yunyang would never have any hesitation.

Almost at the first moment, he began to strike at the first temple lord who was blocking himself from the temple of Nahumon. The boxing intentions of the Wan dynasty implied endless destructive power and fell heavily towards the first temple lord.

This punch almost contains Luo Yunyang's most powerful power today.

The first Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng, though powerful in his divinity, left him with his disciple, that is, a split body.

The moment he felt Luo Yunyang's fist intentions, the Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng felt the danger. He shouted angrily and quickly stamped his hands, trying to resist Luo Yunyang's blow.

Unfortunately, although he was fast, he was quite different in strength from Luo Yunyang.

The fistprints hidden in Yin and Yang's breath gave rise to a ruptured path at the moment of collision with Luo Yunyang's Wanshi dynasty.

“This is the Temple of Hongmeng. Who are you? How dare you attack my disciple? You don't know who I am. I am the first Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng! Stop it! ”

Though he had been away for a long time, the first Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng still had a certain sense of the Temple of Hongmeng. After instantly feeling that this was the Temple of Hongmeng, he shouted at Luo Yunyang in silence.

Unfortunately, Luo Yunyang ignored such reproach. Now that he has made a move against Lu Xintai, there is no need to greet the first Lord of the Temple of Hongmong.

After all, the resentment between the two sides has come to an end and is now retreating, with no use other than making people slip their noses on their faces.

So Luo Yunyang had almost no hesitation, instantly used the property regulator, added 30% power, and heavily bombarded the past towards the first Temple of Hongmeng.

In other words, instantaneous kung fu, the fist of the first temple lord, collapsed in the void. But at this moment, the face of the first temple lord gave rise to a hint of coldness.

“Who are you? ”

This time the voice of the first Lord of the Temple was filled with desolation, but such desolation implied infinite anger.

“Luo Yunyang! Lord of the Temple, Luo Yunyang!” Luo Yunyang looked at the shadow of the first Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng, with a hint of arrogance in his words.

Listen to Luo Yunyang's answer, the eyes of the first Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng flashed with light, but at this time, he had no time to say any words, his figure had disappeared into the void.

Although the first Lord of the Temple of Hongmeng withstood most of Lu Xinxiao's fists, the Wanshi dynasty, combined with Luo Yunyang's destructive power, was so powerful that even the aftermath made Lu Xinxiao irresistible.

“Boom!”

Lu Xinxiao's body, in the moment, has been destroyed in the void!