Chapter 4205: How are you going to die?

Chapter 4205 How are you going to die?

Murderous intent spread in Fang Yue's tone.

Feng Baishuang clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

He showed an angry and ferocious look, and looked at Fang Yue viciously.

"Fang Yue, you forced me to do this!"

Feng Baishuang's complexion quickly became ruddy, but this rosiness gave Fang Yue a very unnatural feeling.

"what are you up to?"

Fang Yue frowned and asked in surprise.

"I want to take the third way out of the choices you gave!"

Feng Baishuang growled.

"Fang Yue, do you think I'm really afraid of you? It's just that I have some hole cards, and I'm not willing to use them until it's absolutely necessary!"

Feng Baishuang bit the tip of his tongue, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood!

Essence and blood are suspended in mid-air.

Feng Baishuang began to chant in a low voice.

"Great Storm Lord! Please come down to this world! Your people, call for your return, and your servants are willing to sacrifice for you!"

Feng Baishuang's eyes are full of piety!

An ancient world projection slowly fell.

Feng Baishuang's burly body began to wither.

He sacrificed nearly one-third of his energy as a sacrifice to summon the Storm Lord!

"It's the black hand behind the scenes, they are going to take action!"

The will of heaven in the underworld universe suddenly reminded Fang Yue.

Fang Yue's heart tightened suddenly at the words of the will of heaven in the underworld universe.

The Storm Lord showed up beyond his plans.

Based on his speculation, the masterminds behind the scenes sitting high on the fishing platform one by one should be as stable as Mount Tai, and shouldn't end at this time.

"Who is calling for my awakening?"

A desolate and ancient voice came.

In the endless sky, a pair of blue eyes slowly opened.

What kind of eyes are these, as if they contain countless storms and whirlpools.

Just look at him.

That is, the souls of countless practitioners were involved in it and completely sank, falling into eternal doom!

"Great Lord of the Storm, I am your humble people. I use my own blood to summon you to come down. I hope you can save your people from the fire!"

Feng Baishuang said humbly.

In front of this terrifying storm lord, even if he is as strong as the wind and frost, he dare not show the slightest presumptuousness.

He knelt down on one knee with a humble expression on his face.

"Is the sacrifice ready?"

The Lord of the Storm said slowly.

"Hundreds of millions of people of the Wind Clan are willing to use their blood and soul to forge a great body for you!"

Feng Baishuang said again.

At this time, among the Feng Clan, there are nine cities, and the people of the Feng Clan in each city are at least measured in billions.

The city lights up.

The ancient formations are awakened one by one.

The people of the Wind Clan among them burst into pieces in a moment of confusion and astonishment, turning into blood mist.

Their souls and blood turned into smoke, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, and merged into the body of the Lord of Storms.

The body of the Storm Lord gradually condensed.

He became an incomparably handsome man in Tsing Yi.

His long blue hair fell to the ground.

A pair of deep eyes can scroll the universe!

The Lord of the Storm seems to be the only protagonist in this world.

He slowly walked out of the storm world, as if he had stepped from illusion to reality!

"The Feng Clan, this old thing, is really shameless. He actually sacrificed hundreds of millions of people in his own clan in exchange for the arrival of this ancient avatar of the Lord of Storms!"

Nangong Shouyue stood on the territory of the Celestial Race and muttered to himself.

There was also a dignified look in his eyes.

As one of the oldest rulers in this underworld universe, Nangong Shouyue naturally knew of the existence of the Lord of Storms.

From a certain point of view, the Storm Lord is one of the founders of the Wind Clan in this civilized age.

In the realm of the underworld.

In the history of all races, most of the records have gaps.

There was once in the Middle Ages, and once in the Ancient Era, but few people know that there was an ancient Kaitian Era before the Ancient Era.

In the era of the opening of the sky, a new era of civilization in the underworld universe has just opened up, and a thousand wastes are waiting to be reborn.

Among the ten thousand races, the ancestors of this era were born.

The ancestor of the Wind Clan is the Lord of the Storm.

He grew to the level of Tianzun Realm in a very short time and left behind the ancient inheritance of the Wind Clan in this civilized era.

The myth of the Lord of Storms began in the era of the opening of the sky, and then continued to the ancient times.

But in ancient times, because the Lord of Storms did some outrageous things, it seemed that he wanted to steal the original power of the will of heaven in the underworld universe, so he was expelled by the will of heaven in the underworld universe, left the underworld universe, and went to chaos The borders of the realm opened up the world of Stormwind.

Now, the storm lord has returned, definitely for revenge.

The storm lord's eyes looked at Fang Yue without the slightest emotion.

"Are you the envoy chosen by the will of heaven in the universe of the underworld?"

Lord of the Storm asked.

He always had a condescending tone, as if all the heavens and myriad daos were his servants.

"yes!"

Fang Yue said frankly.

"I can feel the purest wind clan blood in your body, and the ordinary wind clan is only the blood of the Xuan level. But the power of the blood in your body has definitely surpassed the level of the Hong level, infinitely approaching the Yu level. Space class!"

Fang Yue is the body of the Myriad Devourer, and his ability to sense the blood is so powerful that it is beyond imagination.

Lord of the Storm nodded slightly.

"That's right, in a sense, all the creatures of the Wind Clan in this era are descendants of my blood."

"My descendants still have the characteristics of my bloodline at the beginning. Not to mention the ones that are too powerful, at least they can reach the heaven level and the earth level, but the later descendants are getting weaker and weaker. Each generation is weaker and weaker, and it has been passed down to the present. Only the blood of Xuan level is left."

The Lord of the Storm said in a tone of hating iron but not steel.

"Since these Wind Clan are all descendants of you, why did you devour their flesh and souls and condense out a clone of yourself? Don't you feel any pain and guilt in your heart?"

Fang Yue asked.

Although Fang Yue is also a monster who kills without blinking an eye, in Fang Yue's self-evaluation, he is at least a monster with principles and bottom lines.

He doesn't blink when outsiders kill, but he cherishes his own people very much.

If he was allowed to kill the people of Yongfeng Kingdom and condense a clone for himself.

Fang Yue would rather die than die.

The Storm Lord sneered.

"The benevolence of a woman. These people of the Wind Clan have been separated from me by countless generations, and there is no emotion at all between me and them. And the meaning of their existence is to contribute themselves and let me unite A clone descends. Not only most of the people of all races in my underworld, the meaning of life is all here."

"There are great secrets in this underworld universe. And when this era of civilization is about to end, the heavenly will of the underworld universe will be at dusk, and the powerful people who have left the underworld universe will try their best to come to the underworld universe again They will use the flesh and soul of hundreds of millions of creatures to condense their avatars by sacrificing the traces of blood essence left in their bodies by sacrificing their clansmen to compete for the last chance of the underworld universe in this age of civilization."

The Storm Lord disdained Fang Yue's question.

What he did was just what most strong men would do.

Fang Yue couldn't help showing a look of horror when he heard this.

However, the Lord of Storms did not deliberately suppress his voice, and all the endless creatures in the hundreds of millions of territories heard the Lord of Storms' words, and became panic-stricken.

"Lord Lord of the Storm, please be careful!"

Feng Baishuang reminded.

His complexion changed slightly.

He summoned the Lord of Storms originally to turn the tide for the Feng Clan to gather energy and power. As long as Fang Yue can be eliminated, even sacrificing some of the clansmen is worthwhile.

But the Lord of the Storm was speechless.

He didn't care about the impact of what he said, and all the creatures of the Wind Clan were panicked.

Even the creatures of the Wind Clan didn't expect that not only the outsiders wanted to kill, they dealt with them, but even their own ancestors treated them as sacrifices like cattle and horses, offering sacrifices to them and absorbing their flesh and blood And soul, condensed out his avatar.

If this is the case, what hope will the ordinary people of the Feng Clan have in the future.

The Lord of the Storm gave Feng Baishuang a cold look.

"You want to teach me how to speak too?"

The Storm Lord was dissatisfied with Feng Baishuang, and kicked Feng Baishuang who summoned him far away like a rolling gourd.

At this scene, Fang Yue couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Originally, he thought that the appearance of this Storm Lord would only target him as the leader of the Wind Clan, but he didn't expect that the first target of the Storm Lord's beating was not himself, but the one who summoned him. Frost.

Feng Baishuang vomited blood.

Half angry, half really hurt.

The ancestor of the Wind Clan really didn't have the slightest bit of strength when he kicked himself just now.

With one kick, he kicked himself a long way.

Just the aftershock of strength caused him to be severely traumatized.

All internal organs feel misplaced, as if they are about to explode.

"Hahahaha, this idiot Feng Baishuang, he doesn't even know what kind of temper his ancestor of the Wind Clan is, yet he dares to sacrifice hundreds of millions of members of his Wind Clan to summon it."

"The Lord of the Storm was an irritable old **** in the days of Kaitian. His character is domineering and domineering, and he doesn't care about it when he starts his hands. He is definitely a self-contained character. If it wasn't like this, how could he be provoked by others? To steal the original power of the will of the Heavenly Dao of the Underworld Universe, and then be expelled by the Heavenly Dao of the Underworld Universe."

Nangong Shouyue laughed out loud, he kept mocking Feng Baishuang.

And at this moment, Feng Baishuang's bowels were about to regret how he could summon such a living ancestor.

But Feng Baishuang is also a master who knows how to endure.

As soon as his eyes rolled, he became more obedient.

He scrambled to the side of the Storm Lord, then pointed to Fang Yue and said.

"I was wrong about what happened to my ancestors just now. I shouldn't offend your will. But our enemy is this Fang Yue. It is not only the messenger of the will of the underworld universe, but also killed countless members of my Wind Clan. I know Ordinary members of the Wind Clan are nothing to you, but they are the foundation for your future avatar."

"If all the members of my Wind Clan are killed by Fang Yue, then it will definitely affect you at the end of this civilized era, and a powerful avatar will descend to compete for the supreme treasure of this civilized era."

Feng Baishuang said.

His words made the ancestor of the Wind Clan feel a little moved.

"What you said is all wrong. I kicked you just now, and I feel that I was right. It was my kick that opened your mind and became enlightened. You know how to think from my point of view. Problem."

Feng Baishuang smiled humiliatingly.

For the sake of the Wind Clan and to destroy Fang Yue, I endured it.

Lord of the Storm looked at Fang Yue.

His eyes squinted.

"Little guy, how do you plan to die?"

The Lord of the Storm didn't take Fang Yue seriously at all. At this moment, Fang Yue was already a cold corpse in the Lord of the Storm's heart.