Chapter 185 The Loser

From the golden god clan in the world, it is comparable to the cultivation of Taiqing Immortals. In a pair of golden eyes, the god turned, and the stared Jinyang's heart was cold. On one side of his hand, he slowly crossed the scabbard of the god in front of his chest, which was obviously thinking.

The void stepped on the golden god's eyes narrowed, and an arc rose from the corners of its mouth. Looking at Jin Yang's alert, he said, "If I want to take action, I can suppress you in an instant." The meaning of the gods who came here through hardships in the world of Jiuyou is self-evident, and Jinyang's cultivation is nothing in his eyes. The Bishuixianji standing in the vacuum looked at the two coldly, and a trace of fluctuation flashed away, and Tianyao was abruptly sucked by her. No matter how hard she struggles, it is useless.

He stroked the scabbard of the god, looked at the god who stopped in front of him, and said blankly, "What does the fourth demon saint have to do with me?" Stepping out of Jiuyou's protoss and seeing Jin Yang standing in front of him, he seemed to be relieved and in a good mood. As soon as he heard Jin Yang's words, he laughed: "Lord Demon Holy gave this order before sinking into the sea of Yuanli. I don't know anything else." Shaking his head and looking at Jin Yang, who was staring at him, said, "My name is Baiyuan, from the Golden God. This time I came only to bring the young master to the Demon Lord."

The moment of the underworld slowly came out of the sheath, took a deep breath, and his right leg went out sideways.

"What if I don't want to?"

Baiyuan of the Golden Protoss smiled, glanced at the big sword in Jin Yang's hand, raised his left hand and flicked his finger, and said casually, "You have given the answer. I have not hurt you a hair."

The vacuum in the silence and vitality torrent was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Aunt--" Tianyao, not far away, heard the conversation between the two, turned his head and looked at her aunt, pinching her sleeve without saying. Bishui Xianji glanced at her niece, a little angry and sighed, but she didn't show it at all. Instead, she said blankly, "The master of the Golden Protoss is not far from the realm of the God King." As soon as the words fell, the anxious Tianyao suddenly opened his eyes wide and almost died in one breath in his chest.

"God King?"

"Yes, I am half foot on the realm of the God King. After decades, I can hit the realm of the God King!" Baiyuan, from the Golden Protoss, laughed and was very happy. He didn't mind hearing Tianyao's whisper request clearly. Even if Bishui Xianji took action, he asked himself that he could handle it and forcibly took Jinyang away easily.

"Hmm! I don't know how many royal geniuses have fallen into the impact of the God King. Bishui Xianji made a sound and stood in front of Jinyang and talked freely. Baiyuan didn't care about Jinyang's wishes at all. Instead, she turned around, waved her big sleeves and pointed to Bishui Xianji and smiled.

"What about the heir of the primitive demon? It's not just a Qing Dynasty fairy. I want to rise from Baiyuan in the Middle Ages, fight against 3,000 worlds, and advance bravely. Decades later, I will be a god king. At that time, I will bow down and worship when you see me!" After saying that, he laughed and rushed into the starry sky of 3,000 worlds from the nine ghost world for ten years. Along the way, I don't know how many human monks have been stained with the blood in his hands. Contempt is his attitude. It happens that half of the bloodline of Bishui Fairy is from the human race.

This made Bishuixianji's face blue, but as he said, the divine clan, who stepped into the realm of the divine king, is qualified to enter the holy world of heaven and become the core decision-maker of the Protos clan, which is the highest honor of the divine and demon clan. At that time, both gods and demons should be respected, at least superficially.

For this reason, Baiyuan also felt bored, stroked his sleeves, turned around and looked at Jinyang with an indifferent face.

"Is it necessary to resist?" For this young master, as the seventh guard, he really has no respect. If it hadn't been for the order and attitude of the Demon Saint, he would have slapped Jin Yang unconscious and grabbed his hand and went back.

The silent pressure fell on Jinyang's heart, and a trace of cold sweat was forced out by him. Jin Yang stared at him, and his breathing gradually became heavy. Baiyuan looked at Jinyang casually and waited for his reply.

At the moment when he slowly pulled out the god of hell, Jin Yang looked coldly. Looking at this suddenly popping up Baiyuan, he was afraid that it was more dangerous than the Bishui Fairy. He was looking for himself to go to the world of Jiuyou. Although he was worried, Jin Yang really did not intend to go with this unknown and tough-line Protoss. He secretly speculated that there would be any danger. Waiting for myself.

"Oh--" A smile appeared on Baiyuan's face, but the big hand wrapped in his sleeve slowly raised, like a stone falling on the quiet lake, with several ripples. With just a few fluctuations, Jinyang, who stood in his mind, seemed to be suppressed by Taigu Shenshan. A long-lived ten-year-old immortal, like a beggar under his hands, could be killed by waving his hand.

The power of crushing passed over and over again on Jinyang. The hundred sources of the half-step god king are unscrupulous. The young master is a joke in his eyes. If he wants to get the right to talk to the strong, only he is also a strong man!

With a muffled hum, the blood marks cracked out one after another, and Baiyuan, the half-step god king who stared at Jinyang, suddenly changed his face.

"This is the ability, and I still want to resist. Only the right way is to follow me obediently!" Baiyuan, the half-step god king, laughed and became a little crazy. Jinyang, who was under his pressure, had no time to take care of it and gritted his teeth tightly. The mental pressure made him more uncomfortable.

There was something wrong with the crazy Baiyuan. The Bihuiji standing in the distance was a little surprised that the strong man of the half-step god king would be so embarrassed by a small ten-thousand-year immortal. It's like turning over and doing the master!" Bishui Xianji sighed secretly, and this Baiyuan seemed to be greatly resentful.

"Kill me if you have the guts!" His face raised, and the unique fishy smell in the blood surged to the tip of his nose. Baiyuan, who took a fierce breath, stiffened his face, and a trace of obscure murderousness flashed by. His big hand pushed out fiercely without scruples. He was no longer pressure, and a trace of power hit Jinyang's chest. Immediately, a burst of golden blood spewed out, and Jinyang's torso was twisted, but the breath of life was still strong. The immortal's long-lived body is not dead, and even if he is cut into several pieces, he will not die. There is only pain,

"Would you like to die? Humph, even the Nine Demon Saints can't stop me from torturing you today. However, Baiyuan's look seemed to have a trace of external strength in Jinyang's eyes, huh? Then he shook his head secretly in his heart, and the half-step god king was a peerless strong man.

"Well, how dare you be distracted in front of me!" Baiyuan roared, waved his hands repeatedly, and a force hit Jinyang's body fiercely. Baiyuan stared at Jin Yang's deformed body with extreme pleasure. However, standing in the distance, Tianyao's eyes were about to crack, and even the Bishui Fairy had no time to stop it. Xuanji Nieyun Qianhua flashed crazily, and the murderous magic infusion. While the power of the psychic fairy treasure tore the void, it hit the back of the half-step god king Baiyuan fiercely.

Powerful, gold and stone fighting, Baiyuan's body did not shake, and the fierceness flashed by.

"All of them are enemies of me, then kill all of you!" What the seventh guard, what the fourth demon saint, this moment is nothing in his eyes, and the invincible heart he once had seems to have returned to him again.

The empty torrent of vitality stirred up again, smashing half of the sky's torrent of vitality in his hand and shaking fiercely, like a galaxy, galloping up. The half-step god king's field control ability far exceeds that of Bishui Xianji, a Taiqing immortal. Even if he practices thousands of heavenly laws, it is difficult to resist his madness.

Since the rise of the Middle Ages, the accumulated murderous spirit is enough to scare anyone below the immortals, and even Jinyang, who stands a foot away, panics. This is not his soul panic, but his body, which is under great pressure and involuntarily.

The torrent of vitality is flowing in his hands, standing in a vacuum, like the god king above the nine heavens, with endless killing and hatred in his golden eyes.

"Today, I'm going to kill your son, even if he is as arrogant as you, this time, you can't stop me!" Baiyuan, who laughed crazily, showed the power of the half-step god king. Jinyang, who stood beside him, had knelt down and sprayed blood. At the same time, he held the moment of the underworld fiercely without relaxing, even if he was full of golden blood!

Baiyuan's fierce eyes fell on Tianyao a few miles away, slowly lifting the torrent of vitality in his hand, and slowly turned to Bishui Xianji, a pagoda, full of fairy spirit, a fairy sword, full of murderous spirit. After hundreds of millions of years of war, the courage of the Jade Fairy is not weaker than anyone else!

"Start with you, the blood of the primitive demon will definitely increase my potential and help me become the king of the world!" The crazy Baiyuan was completely crazy. Even the parents and children of the leaders of the two clans wanted to kill and seize the origin of the demon emperor he inherited. Hearing his words, the Bishui Xianji, who was a few miles away, suddenly changed her face, and her must-kill eyes were like a law enforcer who came out of the prison, one of the strongest among the demon emperors. Her father could not be deblasphemed!

"Rebellious, nine hells are not enough to atone for sins!" With a cold voice, he judged the position of the two. Rebellion?!" Baiyuan, the half-step god king, flashed away fiercely. While talking, with a wave of his big hand, the golden sun that was about to fall into pieces fell among them.

"Sixi is the rebellious and the most damned person!" The hoarse roared, and the space cracked and fell between the two. This sentence was like a thunderstorm, which made Jin Yang dizzy. The law of fate in his dry body shook and slowly supported his consciousness.

"Father? The weak voice, in the tit-for-tat atmosphere, seemed to be nothing, but the half-step god king Baiyuan, as if his whole body had been stabbed by needles, roared uncontrollably, suppressing the stars, and the cosmic channel roared.

Gradually indifferent eyes, the vast divine power shook, and the faulty space was torn and dissipated. The world with a radius of 300,000 kilometers is shaking, the heavenly path is causing a sensation, and laws are flowing out one by one. In the horror of the three people, a fog-like existence slowly appeared above his head, penetrating countless spaces and falling on his head.

"Today, the son of Shiqi, the son of the primitive demon, witness that I have become the supreme glorious God King, and let the blood of the Demon Emperor send me to heaven!" The calm voice seems to be narrating a small thing, and all the madness is disappearing, except indifference.