Transcending the Nine Heavens

Just a moment of socialization, four people in battle, suddenly seriously injured at the same time!

The only difference is that the Holy King is merely wounded, and that doesn't really stand in the way; at the very least, it doesn't endanger lives, and there is room for battle, even a lot of leeway!

However, Dong is unharmed, Xie Danqiong and Mo Tears are completely defeated at this moment.

Not only did they lose their fighting power, but all three of them now went to the point where the oil ran out and the lights were severely injured, and the rest of their lives were like candles in the wind, shaking!

Xie Dan Qiong, the first to be shocked, was in a coma, and Dong and Ink Tears remained only a little sober, but were no longer able to stop his body from drifting like a falling leaf.

Everything can only be left to nature.

Gu Minao's body flew away. He caught Xie Danqiong first. Then, as his body sank, he flew away again, holding Ink tears in one hand. Finally, he simply carried Dong unharmed with his shoulder and brushed down.

At this stage of her cultivation, although only at the celestial level, it is not difficult to do all of this.

If it were still in Nine Heavens, she would only be the two most powerful wind and moon in Nine Heavens!

But unfortunately, this is the Nine Heavens, and Gu Miaoling can only do this now!

By the side of Gu, the moment has completely turned into a red ocean as well.

With countless red energy, the source burst into his body. The volcanic eruption is now nearly over; the war just now caused the pulse to vibrate constantly and finally affected...

When Gu Miao Age flew back with three people in his arms and just landed next to Gu Solo, he heard a "whoop” behind him. A hoarse voice said: "Girl... why do you have to do this futile struggle... the deaths of these three people are doomed... let go. ”

It was just the voice of my Holy King.

The sound is full of fatigue, but it also has an almost indefensible sense of comfort and amplification.

The dust has finally settled!

These four teenage geniuses who can pose a threat to themselves will eventually fall into my hands today!!

From now on, you can be worry-free...

Gu Miao age trembled, but did not turn back, did not even talk, still put down the three people gently according to his original thought, Xie Danqiong and Dong Weiyi put Gu alone, while Ink tears let her lean on Dong Weiyi.

That's why I looked up and said softly, "Are you proud of me now? ”

The Holy King was somewhat surprised that the woman in front of him was so calm. “I'm proud, not necessarily, but I won. ”

“Ha-ha-ha...” Gu Minao smiled slightly, "Once upon a time, in our hometown, there was a rogue, tall, strong Kong, unable to survive, or because he was really tall and unreasonable, the townspeople were afraid of him... One day, he bullied a group of children from outside without mercy, and the children from outside beat him, but the rogue finally beat all the children down, and the rogue was also proud to say," I won after all. ”

She twisted her head and said: “Your Majesty, for some reason, I suddenly remembered that hooligan who said ordinary things to you, but it was so disgusting and disdainful... this is not disrespectful to you, it was just emotional! ”

The face of the Holy King has finally changed.

Don't you disrespect me?

In my capacity, fighting these young men with my strength, isn't that the gangster fighting with a bunch of little kids to bully them?

That's not a curse, is it?

This is the most vicious irony!

Holy King of the Hall of Heaven, the first man in nine heavens for millions of years, the supreme ruler, directly scolded into a despicable, despicable hooliganism!

On the other hand, he was fractured, but still kept awake Dong Injury Free and Ink Tears. Although he was unable to move at this time, although he was dying to live, he still couldn't bear to laugh after listening to Gu Ming Age.

Smile and spit blood, but be happy.

Ink tears choked and said: "Miao Lao... I haven't known you for so long, I didn't know you could talk like that. ”

Gu Miao Lao said: “What Miao Lao Street should be called sister-in-law! ”

Mo Tear hastily begged for forgiveness: “I was wrong... hahaha... sister-in-law, second sister-in-law..."

The people on the cloud looked at each other and said, “I repeat, I am not the Holy King. Do you want to count your deaths as the only one who has ever associated me with the Holy King? You don't deserve that! ”

Gu Miaoling smiled slightly: “Really? So you're not the only one! ”

At the end of the face of the Holy King: "Naturally not! ”

Gu Miaoling spilled: “Then you must be better than Saint King! ”

People on the cloud were stunned when they heard the words, and their subconscious counters asked: "What does this mean? ”

Gu Myeling smiled and softly said: “The little lady was shallow and should not have made this judgment, but on that day my husband and Daxi Tiantian Wu were also present during the war. Only I, the Holy King, secretly attacked my husband during the war between my husband and the Mad Sword Tiantian, caused my husband to finally fail, and he attacked my husband's weapon. I was really impressed, as if it were the sword you had just used to take over the unharmed fourth brother. ”

She grinned softly: "Since you are not the Holy King and you have the sword, you must have taken it from the Holy King's hand. Aren't you stronger than the Holy King? The long sword of the Holy King has been taken away, what a poor child... I'm sure the word Holy King is worse in your eyes?! ”

Gu Minao smiled and looked at the Holy King. “Don't you think? ”

The muscles on the face of the Holy King twitched for a moment, forcing himself to calm down, so he said softly: “The words of the woman, the mouth of the river open, to the benefit of the tongue! Even though smallpox is said to have fallen, it is still only a corpse. If I were you, I would never speak like this, because... even if it hurts and dies quickly, it would be better than survival, not death. ”

In his eyes, there is a strong threat: “You are all women, and you should know that there are many ways in the world that women can survive without dying...”

Gu Miao laughed sarcastically: "I know and admit that there are many such approaches, but women are also different from women. The reason why you can't seek death is because you still don't want to die! That's all. ”

“Even if you die, you can be ashamed for a long time.” The Holy King faded away.

“People die like lights out... even if they are ashamed for a long time, what does it matter?” Gu Xiaoliang exclaimed: “I do not live for the sake of the people of the world, unfortunately sad, angry, scornful... has nothing to do with me. ”

She suddenly turned her head and looked at the Holy King: "In fact... in good faith, I think I must remind His Majesty of something, well, you are not His Majesty, for a moment. After all... you care too much about what others think... that's not a good thing. Being human is a good thing if you can have more of your normal mind. ”

Gu Miao Age spoke a foreign language with a long and far-reaching focus.

Dong was unharmed and Ink tears were hurting his stomach. Even Xie Danjung, who had just woken up weak, laughed.

And the saint's nose was distorted.

That sounds kind, but... how old are you to let a hostile girl educate herself like this?

No, it's a lesson!

A complete lesson!

“Bitch! You're looking for death!” The Holy King finally caught fire and killed Dasheng at once!

Especially to see that all three opponents who had just been wounded by their own hands, but who had also made themselves miserable, even though they were weak, could laugh so happily, their hearts could not help but ignite anonymously, difficult to contain.

If I had a brother like that, wouldn't I be here alone today?

Then a cold voice said, "I'm alive, right here. Who dares say my wife is dying? ”

Director Xie Dan Qiong was unharmed: “Second Brother! ”

Standing up slowly, Gu alone, the Black Dragon Sword was in his hand, like autumn water, glorious.

His eyes looked cold at the Holy King, not even hatred, not disgust.

“Your eyes are calm.” The Holy King said faintly: “It seems that not only does the hatred that Thousands of Gentlemen have died in my hands not concern you, but even your brothers will fall because of you, and you don't care, you don't hate me at all?! You are so mean, you really make us feel cold. You are so worthless for those loyal and brave men who have died. ”

His face was pitiful, as if preaching the truth and walking in heaven's stead.

Gu Xiaoxiao smiled slightly: “Do you call yourself home? Are you finally ready to take on your identity? But you're right, I don't hate it, because my hatred, disgust, and contempt are all based on one foundation, a minimum foundation, otherwise my comrades and brothers who died in battle are afraid to blame me instead, and this foundation is that... at least they are individuals! ”

He smiled coldly, glancing at the Holy King, smiling: "But can you be a man on the cloud? What qualifies you to bear my hatred? ”

Holy King, hold still!

Dong is unharmed on one side and Xie Dan Qiong shouted hello!

“Second Brother said well, deep down in my heart! Man on the cloud, what kind of man are you? Trying to put myself in the perspective of ‘people'... hahaha... what a joke! ”

“That hurts! I said, Brother Gu usually doesn't curse people, but once he curses, he really should be angry to jump in the coffin. ”

“Ha-ha-ha...”

The Holy King did not laugh, looked at the solo, and still faded away: “The solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo solo ”

Gu alone couldn't help laughing.