God of Creation

"Hey, the oriental boy in front of us is going wild, killing people indiscriminately, and is quickly arrested and awaiting trial. The Pope of the Holy See is here!"

"How dare you come to Britain to act fiercely, the black blood will definitely put you in a dilemma!"

"Hahaha... I am the one who dares to kill the three elders of the Broad Council. It turned out to be a baby, but it is tender. I want his two hands and feet, and I also have the immortal weapon that did the murder!"

Three voices sounded like thunder in the air. 【】

"Hey, he's causing trouble on the British territory, and the fairy artifact should belong to me, Black Blood. I heard that he has other good things, so let them belong to you!"

"No, so many people were killed or injured in my Holy See, the immortal artifact belongs to me as compensation!"

"I came all the way from Broadway to help you. What do I want after you asked for the fairy artifact? It doesn't make sense. The last time you worked together, you got the most benefits. I just drank some soup. Do I have to suffer this time? "

"Then you British losses, and more than half of my black-blooded elite losses, you still have the nerve to take it! Let's make a note of this favor, and we will definitely reciprocate it in the future?"

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After the three groups surrounded Zhengfeng, they started to quarrel. They had different opinions on how to distribute the celestial artifacts and belongings in someone's hands, as if someone was already in his possession.

A certain person is angry and funny, but this Western cultivator is funny. He was eager to share the loot before he even made a move, and he was not in a hurry. He glanced at the three groups of people quietly, and was taken aback. The ones who came were at least the fourth-level stardust class and above. , most of them are in the fifth or sixth order.

The identities of the two were already discernible from the tone of their voices. A tall old man in priestly attire was the Pope of the Holy See of Sicily, and his cultivation had reached the second-level planetary level.

A chunky old man full of pimples is the leader of the British Black Blood, his cultivation level is almost the same as his own, and he is also a late second-order planetary level.

Another slender old man from Broadway doesn't seem like the president of Broadway. I believe his status is definitely not low, and his cultivation is at the peak of the second-level planetary level.

My day, the last time I was in Shanghai, the information that Scar bought at a high price from the international intelligence organization still swears that the reliability is above the seventh floor. Shit, there is no third floor now. It's big, basically all the elites from the European energy-cultivation world have arrived.

The bad habits from the west will definitely be group fights. It is far from enough to rely on the appearance of a sword slave. Should we use the mechanical God of War or the Nether Soul Transformation Pill?Or attack with the fire of eyes, or call Xiao Shuang to help?

Someone began to hesitate. They actually showed three planetary levels, which was really unexpected. This was mainly because they were misled by the last intelligence, and they underestimated the enemy. In addition, the original intention was to establish their prestige here, to achieve deterrence by showing their strength The effect is not that the truth wants to massacre European power practitioners. After all, the Doro Empire in the upper realm will soon invade. Strength, I have killed a lot just now.

How to do it?It’s easy to say that they won’t appreciate it, let’s do it, it’s really hard to fight without taking out the bottom of the box...

Zhengfeng couldn't help frowning, and soon he got hesitant, it's better to make them retreat in the face of difficulties through deterrence.

Huiyun, Elisa, and Carter who were in the void saw that someone was besieged by several major forces, and they were shocked and uneasy.

"Hey, that, that, little whip, can Zhengfeng handle it?" Hui Yun asked the whip slave extremely worried, remembering that someone talked to it, but the address was a bit awkward.

"Call me...uh, mistress, these people are not scary, the master can kill them all in an instant!" The whip slave heard the dizziness and turned into a small whip. It sounded weird, but it was hard to refute , Startled, but still respectfully responded.

"No way, Zhengfeng is so powerful?!" Huiyun was in disbelief, with stars shining in his eyes, dizzy.

"Well, the master has hidden his strength, and there are many terrifying methods that are useless. Mistress, please rest assured that I dare to use my head to guarantee that the master will win!" The whip slave replied confidently, raised his paw and patted it a head.

Guaranteed with that head?Huiyun looked at the whip slave without saying a word, you have three heads!But the heart is greatly relieved.

Eliza has the most complicated heart. She doesn't want someone to be hurt. After all, she has saved herself twice, and the fault is indeed in Britain, but she doesn't want someone to really beat all the European practitioners to nothing. According to someone so strong, I believe Britain will pay a heavy price.

"Sister Huiyun, can I ask you something?" Elisa, who was biting her lip at the side, said weakly after a moment of hesitation with a cloudy face.

"What's the matter? Good sister, tell me, I will do what my sister can do!" Huiyun asked puzzled.

"I want to ask my sister to help persuade Mr. Li, can you just let go of 4 Britain?" Elisa begged with some shame. She was completely shocked by the whip slave's answer just now. I didn't expect him to be so strong. At this point, if there is a fight below and the European energy-cultivation world suffers a disastrous defeat, the men will definitely not let Britain go. Now that London is almost destroyed, it is in a mess.

"This..." Huiyun said suddenly, she didn't expect such a request.

"Good sister, Britain is my country. As a member of the royal family, I have the responsibility and obligation to keep the country safe. Now Britain is miserable enough. Is it really necessary to kill everyone and destroy Britain? After all, that It was the fault of a small number of politicians and treacherous and reckless careerists, and the people of Britain are innocent, so why not let them be buried with them! Sister Huiyun, please!" Eliza actually grabbed Huiyun His sleeves rubbed against each other, and he began to reason miserably.

"Under normal circumstances, Zhengfeng is easy to speak, but if he breaks his taboo, it will be very difficult to persuade him!" Huiyun sighed in embarrassment, but she also felt that what Elisa said was reasonable, but someone He is really not sure how to persuade him because of his dominance, not to mention that he is risking his life to stand up for himself, and it seems a bit awkward to say it by himself.

"Please, good sister, help me!" Eliza Huiyun was hesitating, and quickly became sticky, acting coquettishly, leaning on Huiyun's body and holding her arm shaking non-stop.

"Oh, my good sister, it's not that my sister doesn't help. You also know that this matter happened because of me. It's really inappropriate for me to say this again. It's not good!" Huiyun died of depression with black lines on his face. explained.

"Do you really want the British people to suffer as well? There are already countless casualties!" Eliza suddenly looked disappointed, her blue eyes were very dim, and she murmured in lamentation.

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