God Ring Howl

Zhao Xiang, who was suspended in the void of five thousand feet and was waiting for the catastrophe of ascension, snorted coldly when he saw this scene

"Lang Yu, why bother you? It's fine if you die. It's just that you have bad luck. You have bad luck, and you have a vicious heart. Lang Lang Qiankun is really retribution, but you want to drag my brother to be your back. Two words to send you childish."

At the beginning of Zhao Xiang's words, he sent out an idea.

All of a sudden, Qinglong, Leier, Linger, Uncle Huan, and Ajian all disappeared from the same place strangely.

Why did Zhao Xiang's follower, who was clearly locked with divine sense, disappear in the blink of an eye?

Of course, Lang Yu didn't know that it was Zhao Xiang who took in the crowd with the altar.

Lang Yu, who didn't know the truth, was even more angry in his eyes

He growled, beat his chest and stomped his feet in anger

He is not reconciled [

He wants to kill and can kill, but God doesn't give him even a chance

"Why why why? My Lang Yu has cultivated for a million years and ended up dying?"

He was so close to madness that his consciousness became a little confused

It seemed that in order to vent the humiliation accumulated in his chest for millions of years, he waved his hands repeatedly.

A series of green lights as thick as buckets shot out from his hands that rolled like wheels

Immediately above the ground hundreds of miles away, one after another blue giant blades flew wildly like cutting melons and vegetables

In two or three breaths, on the vast expanse of land, ravines criss-cross and deep pits criss-cross and devastated.

"Simen Tiger, you dog|damn|I'm going to kill you. Do you think I don't know? You are a devil and an executioner. You killed so many disciples. I saw with my own eyes that you killed a direct disciple and swallowed him alive. Hahahahahaha..."

A courtyard surrounded by green trees on the top of a mountain in Shangzun Realm

The courtyard door is half-closed to the secret place where the supreme elder of the undead clan lives.

At this moment, Ximen Hu is still facing the courtyard gate, and he can still clearly see the yellow toga with large sleeves.

On the table directly opposite him is a soul microphone in the shape of a black microphone.

If you take a closer look, you can see that there is a thumb-sized screen on the top of the microphone

The scene of Hongmeng Emperor Langyu going crazy is being played on the screen

Ximen Tiger's back was trembling violently, apparently full of anger and anger. This was a scene he had never imagined [

"Lang Yu, you should be damned. Since the undead spies planted in Hongmenghuangyu are no longer a secret, you can bring my cultivation back to normal, then start ahead of time."

"Lang Yu, you should die first, and Zhao Xiang didn't expect that your Ascension Calamity would make such a big impact, it would be an Emperor-level Calamity of Destruction"

"Well, I will add more firewood to your ascension disaster, and the fire will burn more vigorously, and you will die faster."

"Huh, since ancient times, which monks have survived the catastrophe?"

"Even if there are survivors, as far as I know, there are at most one hand"

"No, except for the dead ones, there are only three left now."

"Lang Yu, just be the firewood that burned Zhao Xiang to death."

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Lang Yu, who was on the verge of going crazy, had black hair all over his head, fluttering in the wind and turned into "chaotic" grass at this moment

From time to time in the "messy" grass loomed two fierce eyes, their eyes shot out with a gnawing light

Lang Yu completely exposed the devouring, killing, and brutal nature of the undead clan

He runs like crazy on the land full of ravines

The fifty-foot-high body walks on the ground like a moving human-shaped hill

Because the speed is so fast, there are almost long strings of translucent afterimages left behind.

It gives the impression that there is not one giant but several giants running here.

Not a giant, but a giant-like raging beast

If it weren't for the cultivator of the Great God, it would be impossible to tell which is the afterimage and which is the real body

As the running speed became faster and faster, Lang Yu's madness and fierceness also increased rapidly at the speed of thousands of miles

It gives people the feeling that he is "manipulated" by a shapeless magic hand, seemingly slowly but really fast, spinning around Zhao Xiang in the void

Originally, Zhao Xiang was going through the tribulation alone. Langlang Qiankun suddenly became more and more turbulent because of Lang Yu's crazily joining the Tianyu with a radius of a million miles. And creaking, accumulating destructive power

The sky is getting darker and the earth is silent

In the void, there is only Zhao Xiang in blue shirt hunting and dancing Lang Yu looks like he is crazily turning around Zhao Xiang

At this moment, the southern edge of the Hongmeng Emperor's Universe is raging with black air within a million miles.

At this time, countless powerful divine senses flocked to the south of the Hongmeng Emperor without exception.

These spiritual thoughts were not attracted by the vision of heaven and earth caused by Zhao Xiang's crossing the catastrophe

Whether they were acquaintances or chance encounters, they immediately communicated privately about the vision of this place

"My god, this, this, this young man in the blue shirt in the void has caused such a big catastrophe!"

"Osteometry detects that the young man in the blue shirt is not very old, but he made such a big noise, what kind of catastrophe did he survive?"

"Is this still needless to say, of course it is the catastrophe of ascension, didn't you come to detect it before?"

"The main god is naturally a later one. I haven't seen the previous scene."

"What turned out to be the catastrophe of ascension?"

"It is an anecdote in the world that the catastrophe of ascension has reached Hongmenghuangyu"

"It's an anecdote in the world, haven't you received the order from the head of the Hongmeng Sect?"

"You mean because this young man in the blue shirt issued an order from the master of the Hongmeng Sect, what kind of order is that?"

"This person's name is Zhao Xiang, who smuggled into the Hongmeng Emperor from the middle-level interface world of spells."

"Since he is a smuggler, he must be killed directly."

"The master of the Hongmeng Sect told this person that the catastrophe of ascension is the catastrophe of destruction. If he survives, no one should make things difficult for him."

"This, this, this... Oh my god, isn't there a 100% possibility of the catastrophe being overwhelmed?"

"Who says it's not? Anyone who survives this catastrophe is the supreme cultivator. Once he succeeds, he will be the emperor."

"Is it so easy to achieve the realm of the emperor? In my memory, all the supreme beings who have crossed the tribulation are dead."

"The head of the Hongmeng Sect also said that this blue-shirted youth exposed the terrifying conspiracy of the undead clan plotting the Hongmeng Emperor."

"Oh, you mean that Hongmengmen didn't pursue the crime of smuggling the blue-shirted youth, which is one of the reasons."

"It's obvious. The biggest threat to Hongmeng Huangyu is the undead race."

"I understand how cruel and cruel the undead race is, and the young man in blue shirt's exposure of his conspiracy is not enough to repay the blame."

"Look at this, this, this catastrophe of ascension is too terrifying, if you want to get through it, you will definitely not be able to."

"That's natural. Didn't you see that this lunatic from the undead family joined the tribulation?"

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