Chapter 898: I also want to keep a low profile, but my ancestor is too awesome!
Chapter 898 I also want to keep a low profile, but my ancestor is too awesome!
Luo Yu nodded, looking at Mo Xin with deep black eyes.
Heart Road.
Yeah, I really don't understand.
Because my ancestors had more than one god, at least eight, or even more.
He raised his head, his eyes narrowed, and the word burst out of his throat.
"Kneel down!"
In an instant, the sky rumbled like thunder, and the eight golden lights and shadows exuded a strong imperial power.
Carrying the general trend of the world, crushing Xiangmoxin.
Void Tianjun stood together with Mo Xin at this time, bearing the crushing and impact of this imperial power.
The scalp is numb, and I feel a great terror is coming.
Even if they tried their best to use void means to stop it, they found that the space could not be shaken at all, and there was only endless terrifying imperial power rushing in front of them.
Can't look directly at it, can't be blocked, only hard resistance.
His bones creaked, as if bearing the fierce suppression of a hundred thousand mountains, his skin cracked, and countless blood stains leaked out.
Mo Xin only felt that everything seemed so familiar at this moment.
It was as if he used to punish others with the three kowtows of the **** of the underworld, but now it is him who bears the feeling of death.
Amid the scalp-numbing power of the emperor, he clenched his teeth tightly, and would never kneel down even if his flesh and blood were crumbling.
The heroic spirit of the ancestor of the **** of the underworld is behind him. If he kneels, wouldn't the ancestor look down on him, and his face will be even more shameless.
Do not!
He would rather die than lose face of the Hades family.
Even if you die, you must protect the glory left by the ancestor of the **** of the underworld.
"Plop!"
There was a loud noise in the void.
The stubborn Mo Xin felt as if struck by lightning, as if a divine sword descended, passed through the top of his head, and penetrated his body.
He turned his head stiffly, looking at the phantom of the Kneeling God behind him, his lips trembled, and his eyes were absent-minded.
Lost all luster in an instant.
Silly.
The whole person was dumbfounded.
He shivered.
"Kneeling?"
"The Patriarch of the Underworld God kneeled?"
First there was an unbelievable murmur, followed by a crazy roar full of confusion.
"The ancestor is the **** of the underworld, a real god, how could he kneel down like a native."
"why!"
"Why!"
"what!"
"boom-"
Underworld phantom not only knelt down, but also kowtowed at Luo Yu at this moment, causing ripples in the void.
Mo Xin went crazy.
He is still persevering, everything is for the glory of the ancestor of the **** of the underworld.
As a result, the ancestor knelt down in front of him?
In an instant, Mo Xin realized what it means to have broken pride and extinguished faith.
"Since you see the deity, why don't you kneel down?"
The majestic and domineering voice vibrated in the void, and the Void Lord knelt down uncontrollably, his eyes full of fear.
And Moxin seemed to be lost, his knees were limp, and he was about to kneel down.
Seeing a stunning golden arc flashing across the sky, not only Mo Xin's legs were cut off, but also the legs of Void Tianjun beside him were broken at the root, and blood spattered.
Luo Yu's eyes flashed with disdain.
"I can kneel."
"Kneel them? You two are not worthy."
The other Heavenly Monarchs were completely numb, and they were completely intimidated by this imperial power, and no one dared to rescue them.
They looked at Maha expectantly, and found that the heroic Maha had no arrogance in his eyes at this moment, as if he was facing a big enemy.
Staring at Luo Yu and the eight golden shadows, he didn't dare to act rashly.
I even wanted to escape a little bit.
Go back to Nether Holy Heaven and ask the ancestors to help.
When the daughters of the God of Life heard Luo Yu's domineering speech, their beautiful eyes shone with a strong splendor, and their delicate bodies trembled.
God of the Underworld.
That is the **** of the underworld.
In the upper planes, there are legendary figures, and they kneel as soon as they say kneeling, even faster than their descendants.
This is enough to show how terrifying the golden shadow behind Luo Yu is.
Qian Daoliu opened his mouth, and Luo Yu's supernatural performance once again refreshed his cognition.
This **** is outrageous.
Let you imitate the other party's skills, not let you surpass.
The other party summoned one **** of the underworld, and you directly summoned eight gods. Isn't this just a joke?
As a descendant of the **** of the underworld, the other party is so awesome.
Luo Yu who can summon eight golden shadows, how arrogant is he?
What kind of blood is this guy?
Qian Daoliu suddenly realized that Luo Yu seemed to have been born out of nowhere, and no one knew where his blood came from.
Couldn't be the top descendants of other planes wandering outside.
possible!
Probably.
Qian Daoliu felt as if he had gotten a guess that was closest to the truth.
Otherwise, how can you explain Luo Yu's perverted strength and rocket-like upgrade speed?
Luo Yu looked at Tianjun and Mo Xin floating in the void, **** and bloody.
"Mo Xin, didn't you ask why you are immune to your **** of the underworld three kowtows."
"Do you understand now?"
Mo Xin Dao's heart collapsed, and he looked at the panicked figure who couldn't look directly at him, and all his pride was shattered.
Suppressed in the soil, crushed fiercely.
He still has difficulty accepting reality, it feels like a dream.
"Impossible, how is it possible."
"How could the ancestor of the **** of the underworld surrender and kneel down?"
Luo Yu said coldly:
"Don't think it's shameful for your ancestor to kneel down."
"It is possible that other gods would not even have the opportunity to kneel."
Luo Yu glanced back, looking at the figure of the eight stalwarts.
Facing others, they seem to be so fierce and domineering.
But what Luo Yu felt was a kind of softness, closeness, and kindness.
It's like parents taking care of their offspring.
At this moment, Luo Yu seemed to see the shadow of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors overcoming obstacles and opening up a path for the Huaxia clan.
A sense of pride in being a Yanhuang person arises spontaneously.
He turned his head and said slowly:
"It is not a disgrace to be able to kneel down to worship them, and to be able to kneel down to my Yanhuang blood, but the glory of your Hades family."
Mo Xin shook his head, unable to accept the fact.
"no no!"
Luo Yu nodded: "Since you don't cherish the opportunity to kneel down, then—"
"die!"
The eight golden shadows bloomed with endless imperial prestige, Mo Xin screamed, and the phantom of the **** of the underworld kneeling behind him exploded directly, and the blood mist filled the air, and was evaporated in an instant.
All pride is gone, and in front of Emperor Huanghuang, it is like an illusory bubble that bursts at a touch.
Before Luo Yu's eyes turned to the other side, he heard a hurried and fearful voice.
"I am willing to surrender!"
"I am willing to surrender to you!"
Luo Yu saw the terrified and trembling Tianjun with a broken leg: Void.
He nods in agreement.
Void Tianjun was overjoyed and recovered his life.
Luo Yu said: "Since you have surrendered, then obey my orders and go to die."
"what?"
"Die?"
The Heavenly Lord of the Void stayed where he was.
I recognize you as a big brother, but you want my dog's life?
"Don't want to?"
Luo Yu raised his hand, and the endless imperial prestige erupted, and the Void Heavenly Lord exploded in situ. When his soul was shattered and dying, he heard Luo Yu say: "I don't want a disobedient dog."
Blanched?
How about juggling dogs? ?
Co-authoring surrender is also death.
If you don’t surrender, you will be beaten to death?
"Blanket you..."
Void Tianjun cursed and felt full of humiliation. Before he could finish a single swear word, he died directly.
I don’t know whether he was crushed to death by the Emperor’s Dao Shengwei, or he was **** off…
(end of this chapter)
