Fang Junmei hides her figure and restrains her breath. The old god is crossing his legs, looking upwards towards the sky, scratching his ears while laughing happily.

This clown-like race performs such a drama almost every day.

But soon, Fang Junmei smiled and put away.

puff!

After the boy finally begged for forgiveness, his father stopped, but the next moment, a sword stabbed into the father's chest and blood blew.

At this moment, even the city below became quiet!

The squirting tribes in the city looked into the sky, and they were all stunned. Although they usually squirted and mostly selfish and paranoid, there were not many people who did things in public and killed their fathers.

"Dad, the big squirting master said, the selfish ones are king, I want to be king!"

The young man looked at his father, his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake or as steel, so cold that he had no living emotions, and quietly said.

The old man's eyes gradually closed and became dim.

There was a look of regret in my eyes. Perhaps I regretted myself and reincarnated into this race, my short, strong and cold body fell downwards.

The boy let his father's body fall, but he didn't look at it anymore. His eyes looked down at the other tribesmen on the ground below, with ambition fire burning.

His eyes are fierce and his face is distorted like a ghost.

At this moment, many squirting tribes felt fearful as if they were afraid to look at each other and lowered their heads.

If this young man grows up, he will be very afraid!

Fang Junmei, who was not far away, had a deep sense of disgust towards this race.

The evil in the world is nothing more than a twisted and perverted soul. This is probably a race that is even more terrifying than the evil race. If they become stronger...

Swish!

In the midst of worries, the sound of breaking through the air roared.

A figure had already appeared above the boy's head, looking at the boy with a wicked smile. He was an old man-like squirting clan!

"Boy, you're doing a good job. The master of the big squirting admires you very much. Come with me to the mansion. Whether you can take him as your teacher depends on your luck."

The old man said.

When the young man heard this, he was naturally ecstatic and followed the old man to the ground and entered the mansion.

Seeing this scene, how many squirting people were so excited that they saw it.

"This kid, can't he really grow up, right?"

Fang Jun said in his heart, vaguely feeling something was wrong.

Bang!

Just when Fang Junmei was confused, in a hall in the mansion, Yuyu Tianzun had already slapped it with an extremely cold palm, and blood squirted!

The young monk who was ambitious just now had his head broken!

"What a fool! Since I believe that selfish people are king, since I want to kill all other genius monks, how can I allow you to grow up? How can I allow you to threaten my status in the future?"

Yuyu Tianzun looked at the boy's body and said coldly.

The sound fell, and there was silence in the hall.

Several other monks standing there silently, expressionless, locked their minds, but their eyes became deeper.

Will this butcher knife-like palm fall on their heads one day?

On the other side, the Heavenly Lord of Youyu had already taken off the other party's storage bag and looked at it seriously, as if he was really going to find a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

Several people were speechless when they saw it.

What a weird patriarch!

Time passes quickly, and years are coming in a blink of an eye.

On this day, the army of the evil tribe finally arrived, leading more than a dozen spiritual cultivators, and behind them were thousands of lower-level cultivators. If nothing unexpected happens, several tribes should have joined forces.

In the distant sky, there were dark clouds rolling and the sky was getting darker quickly.

boom!

Boom-

A thunder fell, and then the rumbling explosion came to my ears.

These evil monks are also cruel characters, and after they arrive, they start working.

"Children, do you dare to steal the territory of our evil people? Do you really think that there is no one in our evil people?"

"Kill these guys!"

The evil people shouted, and the sound of killing sounds shook the sky, and their mouths were never bad.

The Sprinkler clan had already opened the formation and protected the entire city. The formation was fog and rolled wildly by the bombardment, but there were not many broken scenes below, and the formation level was quite good.

Yuyu Tianzun and other spiritual masters had already walked out together, and their spiritual sense looked outside. They all looked serious, but there was not much panic.

As if they were still waiting for something, they stood there without more movement.

Boom--

There was a loud bang, and there was constant explosion.

The thick mist began to disappear little by little.

boom!

Another explosion sounded, and I don’t know what it was broken. The fog on the outermost side of the city guard formation suddenly disappeared.

"Break it, rush in!"

A monk from the evil race shouted.

Swish swish swish-

A sound of breaking through the air, a large number of figures rushed into the last bit of fog that seemed extremely thin, and could already faintly see the scene of the city inside.

But if Fang Junmei or a monk in the city go outside and look, you will definitely find that the city scene that is vaguely seen through the fog is completely different from the real city scene.

"Not good, I'm fooled, this is a illusion array!"

"Get out quickly!"

There was a panic sound immediately, and in the fog, there were sounds of storm and bombardment.

"It's time for us to do it!"

When he arrived here, on the earth in the city, the Heavenly Lord of Desire finally gave the order.

After hearing this, the squirting tribes rushed into the depths of the fog without saying a word.

Next, we must have used the right place to start sneak attacks. Of course, there is nothing wrong with the struggle between life and death.

The sound of fighting and screaming came out again, shaking away from the sky.

Broken hands!

Broken legs!

Broken head!

Flying blood!

From time to time, it fell from the fog and its eyes were very fierce.

Fang Junmei was still lying on the roof, watching the movement without any intention of interfering. A strange feeling arose in his mind.

This was the first time he had come to experience a war at such a close distance, and he did not participate at all, just watched coldly, as if he was a higher being, and in fact it was indeed the case.

"Is it that they want to kill themselves, or is it that God wants them to kill each other?"

Fang Jun murmured in his eyebrows.

"If God wants them to kill, then the survival of the weak and the survival of the world will be the most extensive and grand interpretation of the power of the heavenly way?"

Another sentence makes my heart change.

Fang Junmei felt vaguely that he had grasped something, but in fact, there was no other abnormality on his body. If it weren't for the wrong direction, it would be far from profound enough to understand it.
Chapter completed!