"Wu is honored and honorable to be able to get two high-ranking disciples to come!"

His laughter was refreshing, as if it could infect everyone. Fang Qing and his two expressions were slightly relaxed, and inside and outside the hall, they were immediately filled with laughter.

The solemn and murderous moment before seemed to have never existed at all.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Shentong was also laughing loudly. He laughed longer than everyone else, and was even more wild. He bent down and almost burst into tears.

He pushed the laughter of everyone inside and outside the hall, and then slowly stood up.

"Is it that funny?"

Long Xiaoyun swept over coldly, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes:

"Who are you?"

On the other end, Fang Shihu and his son both changed their expressions, but they jointly held Fang You, who was in charge of their own affairs.

"Of course it's funny, of course it's funny, very funny!"

His mood was so great that he fell, but Jiang Shentong, whose magical power was broken, seemed to be fearless. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, was still sneering and laughing.

"oh?"

Wu Tao was not annoyed, but looked at it with interest:

"Tell me, what are you laughing at? If you say it interestingly, I will make an exception to let you enter the banquet."

"I laugh at the crowd of guests in brocade clothes, all of whom are pigs and dogs. I laugh at the Cangjiangmen, who is in vain for the name of immortality. I am arrogant at first but respectful at the end, making me laugh..."

The laughter came to an abrupt end, Jiang Shentong looked around, looking sad and indignant:

"I also laugh at the people in the city as idiots and ignorant, and I don't know what kind of people-eating beasts are lying on my head!"

“Bold!”

"court death!"

"Old guy, speak wildly, damn, kill!"

In the hall, the air was whistling and boiling like a boiling sky. The people changed their colors and shouted angrily, and even worse, they almost shook their clothes.

boom!

The sword light was scattered, and Long Xiaoyun was furious and fired his sword. He pointed his index finger and penetrated the flying sword, which had pierced Jiang Shentong's body!

Blood sprinkles in the palace!

"Little Night Walking God, how dare you be so arrogant!"

Long Xiao's face was as deep as water, and the flying sword was stained with blood, but he stopped as if he was conscious.

In the hall, Jiang Shentong's face was as white as paper, but he didn't let the sword light pierce, but he just glanced at everyone with cold eyes.

"In this world, there are no useless magical powers, and there are no useless ranks..."

Black clothes were stained with blood, Jiang Shentong murmured softly:

"The God of Night Travel, two or eight people, put their arms to the Emperor's Office at Ye... The God of Night Travel, of course, is nothing..."

Click!

It seems that thunder pierces the night sky.

A sword was cutting through the throat, Jiang Shentong committed suicide by crossing his sword, and blood spilled on the hall. The ancient divine text also echoed:

"not good!"

This scene was really beyond everyone's expectations. Fang Qing's expression was dazed and his expression changed suddenly:

"He wants to be promoted to Jiuyao?!"

"Promotion? It seems that it is not just promotion, it is not just promotion, nor is it like the escort fruit, um?!..."

Wu Tao looked down at him, as if he had remembered something, a hint of surprise turned into a cold smile and laughed:

"The way of heaven has collapsed, and the divine court does not exist! You actually want to go to heaven to sue me?"

Before ancient times, immortals and Buddhas were still alive, but the one who priested the heavens was not the Buddha, the demon god, the demon emperor, but the heavenly emperor!

The Emperor of Heaven ruled the world and used all kinds of heavenly rules to balance the immortals and demons, and the heavens and all worlds respected them together.

The gods in the lower realm, if they encounter violations of the forbidden matters, can all obtain supernatural powers and connect to the underworld!

This is not empty talk.

According to legend, the supreme great heavenly master rewrites the way of heaven with his invincible magical powers and portrays it among the various godly masters!

Even though the Divine Court collapsed and the way of heaven did not exist, all kinds of gods still possess the power of heaven.

only……

"Even if the God Court collapses, the Emperor of Heaven will eventually return! Your evil today will be repaid to all the dragon clans!"

Among the burning flesh and blood, Jiang Shentong's desolate singing voice drifted in the thunderstorm like the legendary mantra:

"The little god travels at night, and reports to the various tribes of the Shen Court, and to the underworld gods! Now there is a sinister dragon who eats people and violates the ban, and he should be punished by the extreme punishment!!!"

Boom!

It seems that the words are as follows.

At this moment, Wu Tao's expression finally changed. In the dark, he felt an indescribable existence, as if turning his eyes at the sky, looking down at him.

The throbbing in the dark told him that what this old guy said had been remembered by heaven and earth, and it seemed that it would come true after endless years!

curse?!

Buzz!

In the sky, bright light suddenly appeared, and the magical fluctuations burst out under the sea of ​​thunder.

This is……

"Cursing the Dragon Clan, and still wanting to step on me to advance?! It's simply a fool!"

It seems like a dragon roar resounds through the sky. Under the dark clouds, in the ink-like sky, a red dragon's head overlooks it, its long beard is raised, and the dragon's claws are explored:

"I want your soul to be destroyed!"

Boom!

Thunder clouds surged, and the magic power posed into the claws, trying to kill Jiang Shentong's mantras together with himself!

Buzz ~

However, at this moment, a red light broke through the sky and dyed the sky with red color.

"Um?!"

The dragon's eyes turned, and Wu Tao was furious:

"Who is Mao Shen, dare to come and die?!"

hold head high!

The dragon roar was made, Wu Tao was furious and protruded his claws. The roar in the Long Tao Pavilion was shaking, and Fang Qingben looked at each other coldly.

But I saw the red clothes surging, and the familiar aura came like a nightmare.

"That's it?!"

Fang Qing's expression changed suddenly. When he looked at it intently, he saw the ghosts and gods with barefoot hair stepping out in a rainy night.

Carrying the endless wind and thunder and thunder, he slashed the sky with his sword!
Chapter completed!