League of Legends Supreme Throne

Chapter 511 Breaking Dawn's Counterattack

Looking down at the entire Star City, Luo Yun sighed again.

Now that the New Year is approaching, Star City is still as lively as in previous years.

Although everyone is being pushed forward by an invisible pressure, the entire Blue Star is still peaceful and peaceful.

Luo Yun enjoys this kind of life very much.

When he met Wang Song for the first time, his goal was indeed the ninth-rank throne, but his goal was not to fight for world hegemony, but to live longer.

This desire is not excessive, who does not want to live longer?

As for what life he wants to live.
It's nothing more than a wife and children warming up on the kang, and then living comfortably for the rest of their lives.

To be honest, such a goal is really worthless.

But for such a useless goal, the script did not follow Luo Yun's idea.

Although he is now fully capable of taking his family to find a place away from right and wrong.

Even as long as he wants, no one can bother him.

It's just that these things are easier said than done.

In a person's life, there are always some things that have to be done. It is impossible for a person to live only for himself forever.

Now he is deeply mired in the mud, and it is very difficult to get out.

Looking at the festive and peaceful streets filled with lights and festoons under his feet, Luo Yun chuckled lightly.

Since no one can predict the future, just try to enjoy the present as much as possible.

He just didn't know how long this comfortable life could last.

"53, 61, 69, 76, 89 Well, this time, so many seed players were lost."

Dawn headquarters.

The voice in the abyss was a bit strange.

Although I can't hear any angry emotions, it makes people very uncomfortable.

After listening to it too much, there is a kind of creepy feeling that makes the hair stand on end.

"Hill? Ramo Alliance? The second largest force in the universe? Hehe. Hahahaha!"

"It seems that you are determined to fight against me!"

If there are outsiders here, they will definitely think that this person is a lunatic. In fact, maybe he is indeed a lunatic.

At least, Hill, the former Lord of Destruction, and Luo Yun all thought so.

This is the leader of the 'Dawn' organization - Bai Ji.

The former Lord of Destruction prefers to call him 'Ji'.

The voice of 'Ji' was gloomy, talking to himself all the time.

But then again, he couldn't do much except talk to himself.

After all, except for him, no one else in this area seemed to have spoken. Everyone was as quiet as a dead body in a coffin, and the atmosphere looked very strange.

"Why. Why do people always misunderstand me?"

Just talking to himself like this, Bai Ji suddenly became excited.

"Last time. The last time I prepared for hundreds of thousands of years, I was completely collapsed by the damn Lord of Destruction."

"This time. This time it's him again!"

"He appeared again! He is obviously dead! He should be damned! He should be damned!"

"I have no grievances with him, why...why does he target me everywhere!"

"I just want peace in the universe, I just want to establish a new order you say. Am I doing something wrong?"

"Huh?! Who can tell me?!"

Bai Ji's hysterical roar in the abyss continued to echo among the mountains.

There were many people on the mountain, but no one responded to his words.

"Right...right away I can get out of this damn place, this time...I won't come back! Never! I swear!"

"However. Since you can't wait to play with me now, then I will play a big one with you!"

Bai Ji's body gradually floated up to the mouth of the abyss, and then he roared towards the largest mountain in the center: "No. 03, No. 05, No. 08, No. 09. You guys will send your dharma body out.
Goal, Ramo Union! "

shhhhhh!
As soon as Bai Ji finished speaking, four figures with strong aura rose into the sky and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Ratti 195 stars.

"Master, the members of the Presbyterian Church have asked you to discuss matters."

A man with a sword on his back slowly walked into the back hall with a very magnetic voice.

"Honey, are you here?"

The woman's complexion is white and her face is fair, her cheeks are flushed, she looks like a newlywed.

It's just that the plain robe on his body and the white hairpin look a bit out of harmony.

She gave the man with the sword back a charming look, and said angrily, "The old man has already passed the funeral, why do you still call me Mrs. Mistress, I'm not a few years older than you. You look so old?"

"hey-hey."

The man with the sword on his back smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the woman and said, "You are not old, but I like to be called Mrs.

"Hate, you are so bad!"

The woman in the plain robe blushed immediately, she said she hated it, but she kept pushing into her arms.

鈥滀汉鐖鐖搖殑鈥

The plain robed woman murmured, reaching out to unbutton the man with the sword on his chest.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he pointed to the wooden case in front of him: "Master, the tablet of the master is still here, isn't it. Isn't it a bit bad."

The woman in plain robe subconsciously turned her head away.

Above the wooden table, a few large characters floated in a crystal ball: Barry Riles.

Around the text, a personal portrait was circulating, which was the image of Leilis before his death.

Undoubtedly, this is the spiritual seat of Leiris who was killed by Hill's 'Qinghong'.

And the man and woman in front of him are naturally Leilis' lovely wife and precious apprentice.

"Huh? We are all practitioners, so is it possible that we still believe in those illusory things?" The plain-robed woman opened her collar a bit, exhaled like blue, "Besides, don't you think it's more exciting to be here?"

Feeling the warm breath on his chest, the man with the sword on his back almost couldn't hold it back.

But after glancing at Leilis' spiritual position, his fiery heart sank again.

Not that doing so would disturb his conscience.

Mainly because he looked at the lifelike portraits in the crystal ball, the tools for committing crimes were a bit difficult to use.

He didn't want to suffer from any unmentionable illness.

For a man, this can be quite painful.

"Mistress."

The man with the sword turned his eyes, and gently pulled the woman's clothes back into place: "The elders are still waiting in the meeting hall. If we delay here for too long, it will be bad if someone comes over."

"Humph!"

The plain robed woman slapped the sword-backed man's hand away, and said dissatisfiedly, "If anyone comes, someone will come!"

"You and I are both rank-nine cultivators, and the immortal Lelis has already died in the hands of the alliance. What are you still afraid of?! Are we going to spend our lives sneaking around like this?
Or, or that you have no plans at all."

As she spoke, the woman wanted to cry.

When the man with the sword on his back saw the opponent's appearance, he immediately panicked.

Hastily hugged the woman in his arms for a comforting meal, it was a mountain alliance and a sea oath.

It's really a beautiful picture scroll of love and concubine.

If there is no spiritual tablet of the woman's husband standing behind it.

Just as the two of you were fighting each other, there was a violent roar from the sky.

The man with the sword on his back broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that Lailis had manifested himself.

But when he looked up to see the situation in the sky, his face became uglier than before.

This... this is not as good as Leilis appearing!

At this moment, 195 stars away from Latti, a man in a black cloak is holding a long sword high, a sword gang a million feet wide, shining with a palpitating blue light.

Moreover, this sword gang is still expanding!

After a while, the man in the cloak murmured softly, "Execute!"

After finishing speaking, Jian Gang flew straight towards Latti 195 star.

(End of this chapter)