Heavenly Emperor

1504. Chapter 1504 Why are you so naive? (Third more)

    Chapter 1504 Why are you so naive? (Third more)

    Near!

    Baizhang!

    Fifty feet!

    Qilin Shenzi is getting closer and closer to Jiang Yun. He did not kill Jiang Yun in a hurry. Instead, he stepped closer and wanted to continue to defeat Jiang Yun’s last psychological defense.

    Twenty feet!

    “Get away!”

    Lin Kezhen and others exclaimed, smashing Qilin, but they couldn't fly, and even Imperial Sword Art couldn't show it.

    The goddess of the Lingshu goddess and the Emperor Prestige could not be displayed. Originally, Divine Spirit could crush the general Martial Artist. But at this moment, it was suppressed by the Ancient array of Qilin Holy Sovereign. Like a mortal, it could not obliterate the son of Qilin.

    Everyone's heart is tense and staring at the sky.

    Ten feet!

    Everyone held their breath and looked at the sky with hatred. The Zilin Son of God was going to get rid of it, only a hundred feet away from Jiang Yun.

    Jiang Yun’s headshot exclaimed at this moment, his face was pale and his mouth was bleeding.

    A look that couldn't stand the blow and collapsed completely, holding the tiny Qilin in the air, but it was too slow compared to the speed of the Qilin.

    “ha ha Ha – one of the three great emperors in the world of war, but it’s really bad. Supreme Talent and even the old Martial Artist are afraid of you and think that you are invincible. Today, I still have to fall into the hands of the Son of God. So many Good Fortunes, secrets, resources, etc. on your body, even your Peerless beauty is the Son of God. ”The god of Qilin laughed and smiled.

    This is one kind of enough to shake the achievements of the heavens and the world. It will soon destroy the people of Jiang Yun, one of the three great emperors in the world of war, and it is definitely a feat of the world.

    The god of Qilin has already anticipated the future, and he will definitely become famous.

    Then use Jiang Yun's treasures and Inheritance, the second Jiang Yun, and even stronger characters, and the majors of all major races and all walks of life.

    Life peak!

    The gods of Qilin feel a little fluttering, and this feeling is somewhat unreal, when it really happened.

    Jiang Yun is outside his ten feet, his state of mind collapses, even if he does not shoot, Jiang Yun is also abolished.

    As for the others, even Divine Spirit was suppressed by the Ancient array of Qilin Holy Sovereign, and it didn't work at all. Just send a Martial Artist and you can kill everyone.

    咚咚咚——

    The god of Qilin continues to be close to Jiang Yun, and there is really a feeling of heaven at the moment.

    He enjoys the attention of everyone, enjoys the demolition and sorrow of Lin Kezhen and others, and feels that he is too great, even Jiang Yun is planted in his hands.

    Five feet!

    The atmosphere here is very strange, Jiang Yun side sighs again and again, and Qilin Race party cheers.

    The mood of Qilin's son is so cool that he is close to Jiang Yun with a step that he thinks is very handsome.

    Sanzhang!

    Two feet!

    One foot!

    Boom–

    At this moment, the state of mind collapsed, and Jiang Yun, who was constantly retreating, suddenly shot and traversed the sky, and flew out the Qilin gods with a punch.

    And the Qilin Holy Sovereign's Emperor's bones are taken over, and the small Qilin is also very fast, using the secret technique of pure blood Qilin, and spit out a few mouthfuls of Qilin blood.

    "Weng~"

    For a moment, the Emperor's bones glowed, guarding the little Qilin, and withdrew the Pressure's Might against Lin Kezhen et al.

    ‘How?’

    Qilin's son roared, his face was shocked, his face was incredible, and he was completely paralyzed. At the last minute, he was shot and flew out.

    This is not the scene he expected, it should not be like this.

    "Om"

    Jiang Yun’s presence appeared on the side of the Qing Emperor, and his look was deserted, staring at the front, and the king of the gods was not angry.

    "God damn it!"

    The three Divine Spirit reacted very quickly to the two gods, but when they reacted, they were suppressed by the Ancient array of Qilin Holy Sovereign.

    Plopping through –

    Qilin Race's Martial Artist has been falling to the ground, as in the case of Lin Kezhen et al.

    "Roar–"

    "How come this is, we are Qilin Race."

    "Damn, that little Qilin is pure blood Qilin, Jiang Yun just shielded his pure blood Qilin aura with Mi Bao, misleading us."

    "Qilin Holy Sovereign is also pure blood Qilin, so after the small Qilin was poured with the secret technique of pure blood Qilin and the blood, the Emperor bones listened to the little Qilin."

    The Martial Artists of Qilin Race are roaring and screaming.

    They were also very excited at the moment, and they ridiculed Jiang Yun and others, pointing high and high.

    The next moment, Qilin, the Qilin meat on the cutting board, was slaughtered.

    Jiang Yun looks calm, the whole body is full of qi and blood, where there is a half-drinking situation, staring at the god of Qilin, indifferent: "How is it impossible? You are too high to look at yourself, too conceited. Here is the world of war, it is true that your Inheritance has not been cut off, perhaps more than our native Martial Artist to understand the world of war. However, you are too small to see the Emperor. Before attacking your Qilin Race, Ben Shaodi had already consulted the ancient book and learned about it. Is it true that the Emperor will be completely counted by you? ”

    "You, my mother's pit, me? Jiang Yun, you are a hybrid–"Qilin is directly suffocated with blood and blood, and the blood is rushing to the brain.

    Just in the clouds, pointing under the heaven, overlooking the beings, floating.

    At that time, he felt that he would soon be invincible, and he would get everything that Jiang Yun had and become even surpass Jiang Yun.

    But now Jiang Yun slaps him from the cloud and knocks him down to the ground, strongly suppressing and reversing the situation.

    "Jiang Yun Elder Brother is fine, great -" Lin Kezhen exclaimed and flew to Jiang Yun.

    Qing Ruoshi took a small chest and came to Jiang Yun. He said, "Scared me, I thought you really fell into a state of mind-"

    "ha ha – Qilin Race, you are too rubbish, and we have counted our youngest!"

    "Is this feeling of being held in the clouds and then being stepped on the ground with a foot, is it very cool, ha ha-"

    "A group of beasts, dare to look down on me, and die."

    "The things that are self-sufficient, who are the youngest emperors, and you will not be able to calculate a little resistance. It is impossible to think with your toes."

    The Martian artists on the Jiangyun side laughed and vacated, overlooking Qilin Race and others.

    Qilin Race's Martial Artist's face is blue, this is the attitude and look they just added to Jiang Yun, and now they are all backed up by the other party.

    Current report!

    Treat the person with his own way!

    In the face of the question of Qilin's son, Jiang Yun smiled and stared at the mind of Qilin for a moment, and then faintly said: "Qilin, I have seen you with courage and enthusiasm. As a god, the talents and minds are far superior to ordinary people. They are not stupid and simple, nor are they brainless. But how are you so naive? I said what you believe, I showed that my state of mind has collapsed, you believe? I said that I slept with your mother, do you believe it? Call Dad, oh son-"

    "ha ha ha ha -"

    The war days and the masses of people laughed and looked at the gods of Qilin. In their view, the god Zilin was a joke.

    He was driven by Jiang Yun, but his heart was not deep enough, but Jiang Yun was too enchanting, he was not an opponent.

    "Jiang Yun, you damn indigenous, bed bug. I dare to dig the gods, you are looking for death. We are Qilin Race, here is the dojo of the Qilin Race gods, how can you help you without helping us, impossible -" Qilin's son roared.

    Little Qilin made a sound of milky milk, eyes slid and stared at the god of Qilin: "You know a bird's hair. This is the sacred field of our ancestors. It is the dojo of my family's senior. I have it with you. Chicken hair relationship. Stupid, when I first came here, the Emperor’s bones have already admitted me, but you like it so much, like to look down on others, we give you a chance. Hey, IQ is anxious, you are not the opponent of Jiang Yunyun at all, the restaurant is going to go, Qilin is behind the chicken feathers, not a good bird thing -"

    "You–" Qilin's son roared, and he was mad again with a breath of blood.

    Jiang Yun was stunned, how simple Qilin was originally, and it was not long before he was born, and he was brought back to Lin Kezhen.

    Unexpectedly, it was only a few days ago that it was broken by World Destruction Phoenix. The words were a rogue aura, from good Qilin to rogue Qilin.

    (End of this chapter)