Gate of God

At the next moment, Mengtian walked towards Lingyun Tower, not caring about the expression of astonishment on the faces of eleven disciples in Lingyun Tower.

"Stop!" After being surprised, eleven Lingyunlou disciples had rushed towards Mengtian again, but, unfortunately, Mengtian had already reached a long distance.

"So fast?!"

"How could it be so fast?!"

"Is the strongest gods, the strongest gods!"

Eleven Lingyunlou disciples wanted to catch up, but they couldn't catch up at all, because Meng Tian's speed was so fast that in a blink of an eye, he had reached a hundred steps away.

...

Fang Zhengzhi felt that he had given enough tips to Lingyunlou disciples.

At least, after he accepted the sword in the hands of eleven Lingyunlou disciples, he didn't do anything unreasonable to eleven Lingyunlou disciples.

For example: instead of chopping off their clothes and dripping a few drops of wax juice, he kept his gentleman like a windy man.

However, the heads of the eleven disciples of Ling Yunlou seemed to be pinched by the door panel, and for a moment they couldn't grasp the mystery of them. They were still biting like dog skin plaster.

A little helpless.

But as one philosophical saying puts it, you can't ask everyone to have the same IQ as you, after all, it is a very **** thing.

Founder walked straight, and walked quickly, and in a moment he reached the nine floors of Lingyun Tower.

In front of Lingyun Tower, there were nearly a hundred Lingyunlou disciples who had been waiting there early, with solemn murderous faces on their faces.

"Mengtian, after taking off your face towel, you can spare you forever!" A voice full of righteousness sounded from nearly a hundred disciples of Lingyun Tower.

"Isn't there any more creative words?" Fang Zhengzheng's heart is actually a little speechless. He really doesn't understand why the disciples of Lingyunlou still maintain their kind of things even when they are obviously weak. Maverick arrogance.

Who gave them confidence?

"Death!" Start with a disagreement. This kind of thing happened very unexpectedly. With the sound of this sound, nearly a hundred Lingyunlou disciples also moved.

First, they quickly spread out in all directions, and then they quickly gathered together. In a moment, they surrounded Fangzheng straight in the middle.

I have to say that this series of moves is still good.

At the very least, the choice of location, as well as the body style, can be called first-class, especially when all are women in long skirts, there is a little beauty of blooming flowers.

Fang Zhengzhi is a person who knows how to appreciate beauty, so he did not rush to do it, but just casually put a posture that he thought was handsome, waiting for Lingyunlou disciples to posture.

As for the back...

He feels that normally, after he is surrounded, the big guys should be on stage.

So, will the first person to walk out of Lingyun Tower be Qianyu, who has not been seen in May respectively, or the charming and lovely Pingyang?

While Fang Zhengzheng was fully psychologically prepared, a figure of Wei An also slowly emerged from the Lingyun Tower.

waist……

Kinda.

chest?

Huh? Why not have a chest!

Could it be that in this short period of five months, Qian Yu has practiced a certain kind of special exercises, and has directly eliminated a certain place?

"Who the **** are you?" A majestic voice rang out, and then a brilliant color like gold appeared.

Under the sun, a little radiance sprinkled, shining on the golden dress, giving a dazzling visual impact.

Wait!

Why is it a man? !

In Lingyun Tower, there will be a man other than himself?

What the hell!

When Fang Zhengzhen felt very surprised, the man's face finally appeared completely. A young face was handsome.

"I... go! Emperor?!" Fang Zhengzhi almost blurted out, because he really didn't think that Sheng Shang Lin Mubai would come to Lingyun Tower?

How is this going?

Could it be that at this time of the Quartet's crisis, shouldn't the emperor of the Daxia dynasty preside over the overall situation in the palace of Yanjing City?

Why did you come to Lingyun Tower?

"I am the emperor of the Daxia dynasty. If you are really the God of War, see me, you should kneel!" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai saw Fang Zhengzhi said nothing, and said again.

"It turned out to mean..." Fang Zhengzhi understood a little.

However, the current emperor of the Daxia dynasty can really be regarded as an infatuated love. In order to be able to identify the true and false of the Holy God of War in the first time, he deliberately ran from Daxia to In Lingyun Building, he is here waiting for him to appear.

"Your Majesty, Da Yuanyuan, ran from Yanjing City to Lingyun Tower. Don't you consider the crisis of the Daxia Dynasty itself?" Fang Zhengzhi asked casually.

"Da Xia Dynasty has no crisis." Sheng Shang Lin Mubai frowned slightly, because the "Meng Tian" in front of him did not seem to mean to kneel him.

This made his heart quickly understand, but understand that he still has to maintain the calmness he deserves.

"Really? Beimo Jinlin City, seems to have fallen?" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes casually looked at the silent Lingyunlou disciples around him, and said again.

"This is my national affairs, who are you... who are you? Or, are you really a demon and a demon?" St. Lin Mubai is obviously not prepared to continue talking nonsense with Fang Zhengzhi.

"The surname of the **** is Mongolian, and the name is a single word!"

"Hehe... why pretend to be the prestige of my Daxia Dynasty God of War?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai sneered, and at the same time, a hand was also buckled casually around his waist.

"Can you borrow the'Eye of the Canglong' hidden on the emperor's waist?" Fang Zhengzhi saw the small movement of St. Lin Mubai.

"You...how do you know that I have the eyes of Canglong?!" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai's calm expression finally changed at this moment.

Although, the Eye of Canglong is not a big secret in the chapel of the Daxia Dynasty, but there are not too many people who know it.

Of course, the most important thing is that since the first battle of Tianchan Mountain, the magical powers of the two demons have come to this world. Then, according to the time...

If the "Mengtian" in front of him is really a pretender of the gods of the two demons, it is absolutely impossible to know about the eye of the dragon.

"I don't only know the eyes of Canglong, I also know a lot of things, such as: the painting of the concubine in Lingyun Tower held a baby girl named Pingyang." Fang Zhengzhi continued.

"Hehe...it turned out to be like this. In order to make you pretend to be more like Yun Qingwu, she told you everything in advance." Sheng Shanglin Mubai's face changed and she laughed again.

"It seems that the emperor firmly believes that the original **** is false?" Fang Zhengzhi said while taking a step toward the position of Sheng Mu Lin Mubai.

"Stop!" Such a small movement, like a drop of water falling into the pan, naturally caused a huge shock to nearly a hundred Lingyunlou disciples around.

Then, a turquoise light came on.

With a disciple of Lingyun Tower as the center, countless turquoise lights spread like vines, and they are quickly connected to each other.

And among the vines, there are pieces of emerald green leaves like a knife, which are crystal and transparent, but there is a hidden murderous secret.

"Don't worry, don't worry... If you kill the **** now, wouldn't it just waste a chance to understand the truth of "Mengtian"?" Founder looked straight at the green patches around him. The leaves, the corners of the mouth smiled, but also persuaded.

"Wait a minute, don't kill him first!" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai raised his hand, and at the same time, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Since you don't want to die, let me answer a few questions first."

"Thank you for not killing the emperor. Will the emperor ask?" Fang Zhengzhi didn't take it through.

"Why do you pretend to be monstrous?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai asked again.

"Pretend? I didn't pretend, I'm monstrous, and no monstrous sky is more real than me." Fang Zhengzheng said honestly, if there is still monstrous sky in this world, then he is indeed the most real one. Mengtian, such as fake replacement.

"Do you want to die?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai's tone was cold.

"I don't want to." Fang Zheng shook his head straight.

"Then you will answer me, why do you pretend to be a sky?"

"I am the sky."

"It seems that you really want to die!"

"I don't want to."

"Then you..." St. Lin Mubai just started to speak again, and suddenly stopped, because he felt like he was going around and red back, which made his chest a little inexplicable anger, but, he The anger was quickly suppressed, the reason is very simple.

Because, behind him, there is a pair of eyes watching him.

After a moment of silence, St. Lin Mubai took a deep breath again. Since a question cannot be answered, the easiest way is to change it.

"Okay, since you said you were monstrous, who was the one that appeared on Lingxiao Mountain?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai asked the second question again.

"Obviously, that's a fake." Fang Zheng replied casually.

"You pretend, right?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai nodded and continued to ask.

"That's not." Fang Zheng shook his head straight.

"You said that wasn't that? What about the other?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai heard this and his eyes shone slightly, and asked again.

"Other... It may or may not be," Fang Zhengzheng said truthfully.

"What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, the **** really did arrange a group of people to impersonate the god, but after the **** arranged a group of fake monstrous gods, it seemed to trigger somebody's inspiration, and then she unauthorizedly joined a Criticism of falsehoods, so now the gods do not know which are true and which are false."

"Don't you know?" Sheng Shang Lin Mubai understood this time.

After all, as a prince of a state, he is still quite outstanding in his ability to analyze and understand, but at the same time he understands it, he is more puzzled.

Because this is really a bit messy.

A so-called true Mengtian arranged a batch of false Mengtian, and then someone inserted more false Mengtian into this batch of false Mengtian?

If the normal sanctuary is a pot of white porridge, then the current sanctuary is really a pot of green porridge mixed with various herbs and mud.

"Okay, the God's question has been answered, and it's time for Lingyunlou to answer the God's question." Fang Zheng nodded his head and said again.

"What do you want to know?" Sheng Mu Lin Mubai's brow furrowed, and after thinking about it, he replied.

"Why didn't Lingyunlou join the Human Alliance, but came back here alone, which doesn't seem to be in line with the idea that the five domains of the Sanctuary are born at the same time?" Fang Zhengzheng said while looking at the location in Lingyunlou.

"Talking about being born in the same root, I have never said that Ling Yunlou should be born in the same root as the other four gates. This is just the other four gates' own rhetoric." A voice sounded from inside Ling Yunlou.

Then, a figure wearing a silver-white long skirt also walked out of the Lingyun Tower, and his long hair like a waterfall fell casually to his waist.

Qianyu!

This woman who had been held in Qianyun for ten years in a battle in Lingyun Tower ~www.readwn.com~ was very unlucky and had the same arrogance as Chiba.

Of course, beside Qianyu, there was also an exquisite figure.

Bright red, which is actually rare in Lingyun Tower, or only one likes this particularly fiery red color.

And this person is naturally Pingyang.

Compared with five months ago, today's Pingyang has a little more calm on his face, at least, the small mouth that was often beeped at that time, but this time it was tightly closed.

However, Fang Zhengzhi understands that one's nature cannot be destroyed by the wave of time. If it is calm, it is only a cover up in front of outsiders.

To put it bluntly...

It's just loading!

Fang Zhengzhi has always been not malicious about the word "pretend". On the contrary, he still likes the word very much. After all, pretend is also a knowledge.

"Cough, the landlord Qianyu said it was right. The God of God was speechless for a while, but since the landlord Qianyu thought that he was not born with the same roots, it is better to think about it and join the camp of the God of God. , How does it grow with the same root as the god?" Fang Zhengzheng laughed.

"Born with you... rooted in the same root? Hahaha..." Qian Yu smiled, smiling a little brightly, like a lily in the snow, not particularly delicate, but also full of nobility.

"Don't misunderstand the landlord Qianyu, I said it was born in the same root, not to... get on you!" Fang Zhengzhi looked at Qianyu and smiled so happily.

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What are you afraid of chatting, the most fear is that the air suddenly becomes quiet, and now, it is obviously such an embarrassing quiet moment.

(Speaking of double-changing is double-changing, but don’t try to lie to me! Let’s put a chapter out first and see if the subscription can go up a little bit? The most basic trust between people is still there, right? Right? Right?)