Chapter 1685: Fuhuang is going to do something again
"Destroying the sky pupil!"
"Air Catastrophe!"
"Oh roar! Brother Huang, this little sister, the chief priest of the war, used the heavenly skills, the little sister seems to have known each other."
"Let's talk! Is there anything to do with you?"
"If you don't tell me, the younger sister will tell the older sister right away."
Hong Ling's voice resounded in the consciousness of the ancient wilderness, and it was completely full of ridicule. The relationship must be related, but it must not be that kind of relationship. After all, the older sister and the sister Qijue should know that they will give the owner's little brother khacha .
"Sister Hong Ling, what are you talking about? That's my apprentice."
"The apprentice who was accepted in the past!"
"Heavenly Dao skills are used well, at least half the combat power of the Mythical Heavenly Dao Realm. No wonder you can become the chief priest of the nine wars, and one person can fight against the eight chief priests."
"The Void Lord met her, and she has been **** for eight lifetimes. You must know that she is known as the female Tyrannosaurus."
"But these three substitute members can't do it!"
The ancient wilderness in a spiritualized state stood with his hand, looking at Ji Yanqing from a distance, naturally very satisfied with his performance, but denied the three major benches at all, because the foundation of these three people is too poor.
In a team fight, that's for abuse.
Rather than being bombarded by the Ecuadorian side in a team battle, it would be better than...
"Brother Huang, do you think everyone is the same as you? But the foundation is indeed a little bit worse. The team battle members on the big Ecuadorian side have formed a perfect whole from equipment, cultivation, and professionalism."
"These three people are destined to just be cold. If they don't die, then they are really hell."
"So, my younger sister's suggestion is to obliterate it."
"Anyway, Brother Huang, you are off the court personally. The lack of a few seats is not a big problem."
Hong Ling naturally knows what he thought about in ancient times. After all, team battles are about cooperation. With Brother Huang's ability, there is no need for cooperation at all. One person can suppress the audience, but he can't show his identity.
As long as a supreme destiny exists!
Everything is solved easily.
"No hurry. If you want to kill, you can't kill it here. Anyway, let's take a look at it. If you don't, you can replace it at any time."
"Fate is not good, and there is still the power of miracles."
"Although the foundation is close, isn't there still a heroic spirit? The female emperor used 10% of the national fortune to communicate with the heroic hall, let's look at their heroic spirits."
"If it doesn't work, it's not too late to kill."
"Let's go!"
Guhuang was also very clear about this, it was too easy to expose the target, no matter how to find Yu first, replace the identity first, and then the team battle would not end in person, I am afraid it will undoubtedly lose.
Xietian Emperor Zeyu, Longyang Young Master, Demon Young Master, these three people alone must not accept anyone.
Team fights are cooperation. If you fight separately, prepare to die!
On the big Evil side, with Elena*Evelan*'s glorious little girl's skin, ninety-nine percent of them will play a trumpet, and the heroic spirit summoned must be the oldest and most terrifying existence in the heroic hall. Even Yi Ling could summon Lucifer.
As the master of the Holy Grail, is it a simple existence?
Even if the rules set by the sick lady, no one would really follow the rules, it is still too lack of information!
Forget it, temporarily hide it, figure out the information and talk about it.
This round seemed like a team battle, but it was by no means simple. Void monsters dared to rob and kill the people of the Great Qin Empire.
At this point, Guhuang was not paying attention to Ji Yanqing's deeds, but silently crossing the will of the big plane, descending directly toward the flat continent.
At the same time, the war chief Ji Yanqing and his party also headed towards the flat continent...
In the vast, dead, and icy darkness of the void, a slight wave of fluctuations permeated, only two figures slowly emerged, one of the golden Nine Dragon Emperor bubble, the figure stands in the dark void, full of sacredness and immortality, like a king who dominates billions of heavens and earth .
A person wearing a blue and white robe, a handsome and elegant face, a middle-aged figure tied around his head, filled with a bookish air, faintly revealed a bit of detachment, like an ancient sage.
"It's finally started!"
"I have waited for too long, really too long, too long, so long that I have forgotten who I am?"
"Master Fuhuang, the first layman of the ages, the Nine Heads of Human Emperor!"
"For today, I really lost too much, too much. I personally buried the human race for four revivals, and also destroyed the Universe Empire with my own hands, hiding in the Lost World alone."
"Too much grievance, too much infamy, I have endured too long and too long, and finally endured to this day."
The figure in the Jiulong Emperor's robe is not someone else, but it is the lost world and the emperor. The dark eyes are full of dead silence and coldness. Everything has finally begun, and finally it is today, and finally there is no need to continue to bear it.
"Then Jiu Head Fuhuang, what are you going to do?"
"The Hunshi Devil is dead, but the Qijue Heavenly King of Da Qin has returned. This is an eternal destiny."
"You have always regarded the Hunshi Demon as your opponent. It is a pity that you have never beaten the Hunshi Demon in any of the seven chapters of ancient history."
"Final chapter, Your Majesty Fuhuang, don't you admit defeat?"
"If the Great Qin Empire were to die, would the Supreme Lord let go of your family?"
The figure of the scribe stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at the Jiutou clan in front of him, representing the lost world, how many brutal and inhuman acts had been done against the Death Ruins human race and the Daqin family.
Da Qin will not spare them unless Da Qin is defeated in this battle.
"I am not wrong!"
"I am the first human emperor supreme, the three thousand chaos, hundreds of millions of worlds, the only lord of the entire vast world."
"They are a group of pigeons occupying the magpie's nest, and their origin is unknown. This group of ours is the true native race."
"We are the protagonist of this Fang Huanyu. Whether it is Death Ruins, Life Realm, or even Supreme, they are all invaders, and they are all existences that should be killed."
"Huang Tian, I don't believe you are willing to be swallowed by Haotian, so what is your choice?"
Fu Huang's eyes looked at the scribes in front of him, his expression was extremely calm, completely calm to the extreme, he was the only native human race in this world, everything was outsiders, invaders, they all deserve to die .
For this day, really lost too much.
But he does not regret it!
"His Majesty Nine Heads, this is not something you can decide, nor is it something I can choose."
"Myth is coming again, ten thousand immortals return, Haotian returns!"
"This is the general trend, no one can change the general trend, and the highest can't do it."
"Your Majesty Nine Heads, I have been with you for many years, and now I advise you not to resist stubbornly in the negative corner."
"Even if you have..."
"You can't break away from this general trend, otherwise you think why the age of mythology will collapse..."
The figure of the middle-aged scribe is not a stranger, but the Huang Tian who lost the world, one of the six ancient heavens, and naturally one of the strongest heavens in the myth.
"If it is a female emperor, Qijue, Tianhuang, Haotian, Liluo, Liyang, Baoye, Valkyrie..."
"How about all of them fall?"
"If it is the Great Qin Empire, the Great Emperor Empire, the Living Realm, the Dead Market..."
"What about annihilation?"
"If eternity is supreme, immortal realm..."
"It's all over!"
"If it is this universe, three thousand chaos, hundreds of millions of worlds..."
"All back to their roots?"
Fu Huang was in the dark and void, standing with his hands in his hands, and the golden radiance filled the depths of his eyes, giving people an endless and terrifying coercion...
