God has some double standards

For a long time, there was no movement from the dark and dull clouds.

Just when everyone mistakenly thought that they had to wait until the next omen came, it happened.

The rumbling sound enough to shake the entire world penetrated into the ears of the creatures, making them almost think that they were deaf, and their minds buzzed.At that time, the buzzing sound seemed to be like a golden bell hanging deep in the cochlea, beating again and again, there was no way to avoid it, and I could only wait for it to dissipate slowly.

Jie Lei followed closely, and a holy white flower burst out in the black ink cloud, piercing through the haze, driving away the darkness, spreading the night like a starry night, very beautiful.

But this beautiful flower is deadly.

Every speck of light on the flower was stained with the power of thunder and lightning, and it fell to the ground with a crackling sound, instantly igniting the wilderness, leaving only a piece of scorched black soil.

The magic weapon under their feet was shaken by the coercion, and the immortals could only support each other, looking at the slowly shrinking ink cloud in fear.

"You guys say, can this still be alive?" "Maybe, he was alive last time." "It should be different. Anyway, he avoided it last time, but this time he went straight through a bunch of thunderstorms." Tribulation." "You said that this Kunpeng couldn't think about it, wouldn't it be better to go through the calamity? You have to seek death like this." "..."

The immortals watched and talked about it.

Soon, the ink cloud gradually dissipated, revealing the boyu inside.

The immortals looked at him almost holding their breath.

He didn't know when he took off the red silk rope from his hair, and apart from the blackness all over his body, there was only the color of the skin and flesh on his face, and he couldn't find any other colors.Due to the blood loss, the color of the red lips became extremely pale, and it was almost impossible to see a trace of rosiness.

His eyes were closed, and his brows, which were thick and colorful like the murals of the Western Heaven, were not reduced by half because of his embarrassment at the moment, but instead had a touch of fragile beauty, which made the soul feel pity.He didn't even know when he caught the air and put on undamaged clothes, but the clothes were soon soaked by the blood on his body.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, raised his eyes, and raised his light lips, it was a smile.

This smile made the coldness creep up the back of the head, and the immortals had goosebumps all over their bodies.

In the next moment, Bo Yu was dripping with blood, and walked up from the Nantianmen step by step, step by step, leaving a string of blood marks.

He touched the cracked corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and drew his words in the Martial Arts Field of the Palace of Eternal Life.

This is the intention of using one's own strength to pick all the immortal families of the immortal clan!

He has just crossed the catastrophe, he is full of meat and blood, and he has not rested in one breath, it is too rampant!

"What!" Yi Xinzhong turned his head in disbelief, stared at the prostrate scout on the ground, paused every word, and said through gritted teeth, "You, Fang, Cai, said, what, what!"

"The enemy is attacking. It is the old locust tree and Qi Yu who came together." The scout was so frightened by the cold aura that spread out at that moment that he almost lost his speech.

Yi Xinzhong has many faults, but he wins because he is smart, and also loses because he is too smart.

He laughed maniacally and swept the things on the table all over the floor.

Up to now, there is still something he doesn't understand, he just let Yiyuan put it on!

He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes seemed to be equipped with blades: "Come on, monster, prepare the armor, I want to go out in person."

"My lord! Your body..." The big demon guarding him reached out to stop him.

Yi Xinzhong pulled the corner of his mouth and said: "Now that things are up, why are you afraid of life and death?"

He pushed away the big demon's arm and walked outside.

The battle armor was draped over his body, which was heavy on his shoulders and neck, but he still straightened his shoulders and got on the horse.

"Soldiers of my monster clan, in today's battle, you will either win or die!"

The blood soaked the ground of the Martial Arts Field in the Hall of Eternal Life, and the pungent smell of blood lingered and tangled in the nostrils. The wind blew away the blood and soon spread another layer.

The blood flowing from Bo Yu's body never stopped, he wiped off the blood splashed from his body to his face, raised his eyes, and scanned the dense crowd of immortals in front of him.

"Who else wants to come?" The deep eyes were a little careless.

"Me!" Another fairy came out.

The magic power drawn from the void condensed into a thin blade, just like an invisible thin line, cutting across the armor and under the chin.A burst of cool pain came, and Yi Xinzhong only had time to hold the big flag in the army with both hands to prevent it from falling down, but he knelt down on one knee, leaning on the flag in his hand, and never bent over the big flag behind his back until his death. a backbone.

The blood was late, sprayed out, and slowly soaked into the ground under his feet along his thin neck.

Qiyu strode forward, put his hands together, gathered his mana and cut off the enemy's banner.Accompanied by that crisp clicking sound, he knew that the military spirit of Yi Xinzhong's line had been broken from this moment on.

An Shu came late and met Yi Xinzhong's eyes that were not closed.

"His life was not glorious, and he always covered himself up under a fake skin. But he died heroically, never retreating or evading, and he had a backbone."

Qiyu doesn't know Yi Xinzhong's secrets, hearing this sounds like a scripture.

He still can't believe that this surprise attack will end with such a result.

Instead of bringing the demon soldiers in the army to fight against him, An Shu made the demon soldiers put away their sharp blades and surrender to him.He even tried his best to help him turn his head and attack Yi Xinzhong's lineage, and dominate the monster clan.

"If you go back on your word, we can fight again in a fair manner," Qi Yu said.

An Shu turned to look at him, and smiled: "You are overthinking, Laohuaishu and I don't want to be a demon king. We just want to unify the demon clan and stabilize the six realms. Those tragedies during the war will not repeat themselves."

"If I don't believe it..."

"You believe it." An Shu said firmly, "If you don't believe it, you won't bring our army to attack Yi Xinzhong. If you don't believe it, you should cut off my head right now, instead of telling me here, if You don't believe it..." An Shu couldn't help admiring, Yiyuan's grasp of the hearts of the living beings in the world has really reached an unbelievable level.

Qiyu's chest rose and fell, although he was a reckless man, he was not dull: "Is the military advisor from your side?"

"No." An Shu grinned and gave a mouthful of big white teeth, "A military advisor is a military advisor in the world, and a military advisor for all creatures in the world."

Saying that, before Qiyu could react, he bent down and bowed, and said in a loud voice: "Master—doctor An Shu, pay homage to the king!"

"Meet the king!"

"Meet the king!"

"Meet the king!"

"..."

The magic weapon was thrown aside, Bo Yu wiped away the thick blood on his eyelashes with his palm, his beautiful face was as white as the clouds floating in front of the Nantian Gate, contrasting strongly with the black all over his body Into the eyes.

The immortals kept silent, and almost all those who could play did, but they were either carried back to the cave or fell into a coma and hadn't woken up yet.

This challenge has lasted for nearly ten years, and Bo Yu is like a tireless bronze puppet, the blood on his body has already dried into hard clots, and his clothes will fall off when shaken.It fell on the porcelain white ground, like black soil, which was particularly eye-catching and hurtful.

He licked the corners of his unbearably dry lips, and asked hoarsely, "Is there any more?"

The old patriarch took a step forward, and was held back by a young Xian family.

"Patriarch... let me go." The young man volunteered.

"Zhizhen, you are the future emperor of the immortal clan, you must not take risks lightly, and you must not..." The old patriarch paused for a moment, but Zhizhen understood what he meant.

He bit his lip, pondered for a long while, and then controlled his violently heaving chest, took a step back, and said with red eyes: "The patriarch must be more careful."

The old patriarch heaved a long sigh in his heart, stepped up and teleported to the martial arts arena.

Bo Yu was not surprised that the old patriarch would come last, he just bent down and saluted him.

The old patriarch nodded approvingly, and he said along his long beard: "Except for those two gods, you are still a group of young boys in my eyes, but young people have their own arrogance, which is very good."

"Offended." Bo Yu said so, but did not do anything, he was waiting for the old patriarch to do something.

The old patriarch's mana is pure and continuous, and his spells are all in a way of using softness to overcome strength, not fierce, so this duel is particularly eye-catching to watch.

It's just that the turbulent mana here, agitated, also knocked the barriers around the martial arts field into a rattling sound, and the path of spiritual power wandering outside the barriers was quite different from usual.

With the last blow, the crutch in the old elder's hand passed through Bo Yu's shoulder socket, and Bo Yu's hand, with a silver light flashing dimly, stopped in front of the old patriarch's throat.

The old patriarch sighed, closed his eyes and said, "I'm not as good as you."

Bo Yu was noncommittal and didn't reply.

Before the enchantment of the Martial Arts Field in the Hall of Eternal Life was evacuated, it shattered with two beeps, leaving a white light all over the ground, which melted into the drifting clouds.

Bo Yu pulled an extremely shallow smile: "I am crossing the catastrophe this time, half of the bones of the gods, and half of the bones of the gods. Since the immortal clan has no immortals to fight against, then I will be sealed into the god clan. Where are the two gods, Taiqing and Taihe? I have submitted the request. The name of the hall is "Xiaoyao", and the title is "Shouyi".

The old patriarch is a rare creature who can see clearly, so naturally he can know the elegant meaning by listening to the stringed songs.In the matter of stability in the Six Realms, in order to preserve the strength of the immortal clan and not be stirred into the muddy water, he has repeatedly retreated.Now that the general trend has been set, the six realms will coexist peacefully. If the immortals still want to stand on the shore and watch the excitement, they can only be left behind by the torrent of history.

During this long period of war and chaos, the fairy clan has already picked up a big bargain, and there is absolutely no reason to keep picking up the bargain without contributing.

He took the lead in shouting loudly: "Congratulations to Shouyi Shenjun!"

"Patriarch, this..."

The old patriarch didn't explain, but shouted loudly again: "Congratulations to Shouyi Shenjun!"

No matter how reluctant you are, the immortals would not be able to embarrass their patriarchs, so they could only pinch their noses and shout: "Congratulations to Shouyi Shenjun!"

It's just that no matter how you listen to the voice, it seems to be forced.

Bo Yu didn't bother to care about these things, he just needed the identity of the Protoss, and he couldn't be all the identities of the Protoss, so he had to make such a bad plan and wronged the immortals.

At this point, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.