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The last person who dared to do this blatantly was Kesha's sister Liang Bing. She created a group of naturally rebellious demons in Kunsa, and they are still being chased by Kesha all over the universe.

"This is Shurima, and in front of you is the emperor of Shurima."

Standing up from the golden throne, Azir's voice seemed to be filled with panic and power.

As he spoke, the golden rays of light falling from the sky became more dazzling, and the huge invisible momentum washed away towards He Xi like a wave.

Folding her hands on her lap, He Xi's expression remained unchanged. Although she was more of a scientific researcher than a king, this did not mean that she would be intimidated by Azir.

"There is no difference between an emperor and a king among us angels, and this king does not come with any ill intentions."

The dark energy in his body was driven. Faced with the emperor's pressure from Azir, Hexi chose the most aggressive way to respond.

This is the confidence given to her by the strongest angel civilization in the known universe.

"Shurima is inviolable, and those who disobey it face death."

Azir's voice resounded in the hall, and as the power of ascension overflowing in his body was mobilized, the sun disk quietly suspended in mid-air also began to rotate slightly.

"I come with no ill will, but according to the dictates of the righteous order, Emperor of Shurima, you have crossed the line.

The main civilization of this planet does not have the ability to resist you, and you will affect their normal development. "

He also stood up from his seat. Although He Xi did not think that Azir's current strength alone could resist the Angel Legion, casualties might be unavoidable.

Although an angel who sacrifices in the execution of justice is often respected by all angels, and her data can also be preserved in Kesha's treasure house of sacred knowledge, He Xi is still unwilling to see the angel die.

Seeing the young angels giving their hearts to justice one by one, even He Xi found it difficult not to blame Kesha for establishing the order of justice, even if doing so would benefit the weak civilizations in the entire known universe.

"The legacy of Shurima will continue.

Even though there are no my people here, Shurima still lives in my body.

Everyone after that will remember the name Shurima. "

"But such behavior will bring disaster to you and your country. Holy Kesha will not tolerate any behavior that may interfere with the development process of low-level civilization."

Angel Leng, who stayed by He Xi's side, finally couldn't stand listening anymore. She retorted angrily, confronting Azir who was standing in front of the Golden Throne.

"Then it will be decided by war. My soldiers will crush all invading enemies. Anyone who dares to resist Shurima will be crushed into gravel!"

The golden scepter in his hand hit the ground heavily, making a dull impact sound.

Following Azir's movements, the Huangsha soldiers guarding him also raised their weapons.

The shimmering golden spear struck the shield also made of gold. As soldiers shaped by the power of flight, each of these soldiers who were loyal to the Desert Emperor was beyond comparison with ordinary people.

Theoretically, as long as the power of ascension hits enough, they can even reach the level of the second-generation super soldiers individually.

A legion composed entirely of second-generation super soldiers, which is quite explosive even in the entire known universe.

The only ones who can do this are probably angels.

But compared to sacrificing one less angel, this group of warriors made of yellow sand can be regarded as zero cost.

If we really fight, my soldiers will be endless, and your angels will die every moment.

"So this is why Kesha didn't choose you as a wing guard, little angel."

Interrupting Angel Leng who was still about to refute Azir, He Xi shook his head helplessly.

I was stunned by the little angel who only wanted to embrace the glory of battle and didn't know how to adapt.

Obviously, as an absolute supporter of justice and order, the hot-tempered Angel Leng could no longer bear the face of Azir, a master who would not give in at all.

The flaming sword in his hand tightened again and again. If He Xi hadn't been blocking him a little, Angel Leng would have rushed forward to fight Azir at this moment.

He rubbed his sore eyebrows, and after barely suppressing the explosive Angel Leng, He Xi wanted to continue trying to persuade him.

Although they only exchanged a few words, Hexi could still clearly feel Azir's proud character. She had seen too many such people, and Kesha was the most typical one.

Arrogant and confident, he believes that all the decisions he makes will be correct. Unless there is a fight, such a person cannot be persuaded by a few words.

But it was Azir's character that made He Xi still want to persuade him.

After all, such an arrogant person is unlikely to be instigated by others, and is fundamentally different from the group of gluttons who believe in Karl and are determined to capture the Earth.

After sorting out his thoughts for a moment, He Xi continued to speak:

"Since your people do not exist on this planet, you can completely establish your Shurima on a planet without civilization. I can provide you with as much help as possible."

Although such words were a bit cowardly, He Xi still wanted to avoid starting a war with the guy in front of him who claimed to be the emperor if it was not necessary.

Since the dark plane could not analyze Azir's various data, He Xi did not have ten levels of confidence in being able to handle him. Although his actual combat power was not weaker than Kesha's, compared with Kesha, the crazy woman, He Xi There is still a gap in experience.

The order of justice can be implemented by the entire universe because Kesha led people to defeat one civilization after another. In comparison, He Xi, who has been mainly responsible for technical research since Tianzha was overthrown, is still a bit weak in actual combat.

And if the golden bird-headed man opposite was not killed directly, He Xi had no doubt that Liang Bing, who had been avoiding her, would definitely offer him an olive branch.

Chapter 155 Rena: It feels weird

Just when He Xi was complaining in his heart that Liang Bing was not doing anything, Liang Bing on the other side was completely different from what He Xi thought and was thinking of ways to make the angel uncomfortable.

Liang Bing is now dealing with a major event that is crucial to herself and the group of demons.

In a conference hall located in Devil No. [-], in this empty hall where only Liang Bing and Jiang Qing were left, two people with different ideas were still fighting.

After a period of various conflicts, Jiang Qing and Liang Bing decided to solve the problem by playing cards.

The final result was that Jiang Qing carried Liang Bing like a princess into the tiny wormhole connected to the bedroom.

And while the two people in Devil No. [-] were happily playing poker, on the other side, after a period of establishment, inside the re-stabilized Sun Star, an impromptu decision-making meeting was also taking place.

Pan Zhen, who was sitting at the head of the main seat and wearing a silver-white armor, kept tapping the armrest of the seat he was sitting on, making the atmosphere in the already silent hall become even more solemn.

Pan Zhen's face was expressionless, and his calm eyes made it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

Behind Pan Zhen, tall figures stood quietly one after another. Their eyes, either pitying or joking, all fell on the somewhat embarrassed silver-armored figure in the hall.

The blood-stained hair was hanging loosely, and the originally silver-white gorgeous armor was now covered with large and small cracks, as if it was about to crack at any time.

Kneeling on one knee on the cold floor tiles of the hall, Xuan Tianji lowered his head, letting his messy long hair block his vision.

Although Xuan Tianji survived the incident in Tianhe City, in exchange for him, Pan Zhen not only opened up some more cutting-edge technologies to the earth, but also gave away a batch of precious resources.

Although with the financial resources accumulated by Lieyang's civilization for thousands of years, these supporting materials are not worth mentioning at all, and those technologies have long been the backward achievements of Lieyang's elimination.

Judging from the results, Lieyang's side should be considered a winner by exchanging a bunch of unused skills and a small amount of resources for Xuantian, a third-generation warrior who spent a lot of time training.

But everyone present didn't think so.

Xuan Tianji, who was holding the God-killing Martial Arts, not only failed to solve Sun Wukong's biggest threat to Heaven, but he was also unable to defeat the monkey who had not upgraded in thousands of years.

Although according to Xuan Tianji, the real cause of his defeat was actually someone else, Pan Zhen was sure that it was impossible for Xuantianji to dare to deceive him, but so what?

When he was thousands of years old, Xuan Tianji swore a military order to Pan Zhen, but now, instead of fulfilling the oath he made before, he wanted Pan Zhen to take action to get him.

"boom!"

His head hit the ground with a dull sound, and Xuan Tianji spoke, his voice hoarse and dry:

"General, please punish me for your incompetence."

Xuan Tianji's body lying on the floor tiles was trembling slightly, and he did not dare to raise his head to look at Pan Zhen's face.

After barely escaping with his life in the hands of Sun Wukong, Xuantianji fell into the hands of Reina.

For Xuan Tianji, the son of a rebellious official and a loyal member of Pan Zhen, if he hadn't considered that now is not the time to break up with Pan Zhen.

Lieyang still needs Pan Zhen, an old fox, to help maintain stability. Reina will definitely kill Xuan Tianji as soon as possible.

Later, when Pan Zhen took the initiative to contact Leina to ask for someone, Leina, who finally found an opportunity to deal with the situation, was very angry with Pan Zhen.

Because of this, his own general, who knew that he had harmed him, lost all face in front of the goddess Reina, and Xuan Tianji naturally felt despair about the future.

"You should be punished."

The fingers tapping on the armrest of the seat stopped, Pan Zhen leaned forward slightly, and said with some uncertainty.

His body trembled, and fine cold sweat ran down his cheeks. Xuan Tianji, who had followed Pan Zhen for thousands of years and knew his general's temper very well, knew in his heart that the calmer Pan Zhen acted, the more serious the situation would be.

"Where's your god-killing gun?"

Looking down at Xuan Tianji, whose head was buried deeply on the floor tiles, Pan Zhen asked in a calm tone.

"Taken away by the goddess Lena."

"is it?"

The emotion in his eyes was always calm, and there was not much anger in Pan Zhen's tone. However, the more he acted like this, the more solemn the atmosphere in the entire hall became, and the sense of oppression that the storm was coming became stronger.

"Then I'll punish you by facing the wall and thinking about your past for 300 years. Do you have any objections?"

Pan Zhen shook his head. Just by looking at Xuantianji's appearance, Pan Zhen knew that after the battle on Earth, Xuantianji's Daoist mind was shattered to pieces.

Unless Xuantian Ji was killed directly, even punishing him would be useless, and it might even have the opposite effect.

After all, Xuan Tianji was also a subordinate that Pan Zhen spent a lot of effort to train, and his loyalty to Pan Zhen was second to none.

The failure of one mission was not enough for Pan Zhen to make up his mind to kill Xuan Tianji.

Since he can't kill him, it's better to let him think about his mistakes and repair his broken Taoist heart.

Anyway, Pan Zhen didn't have high expectations for Xuantianji. It would be just right to kill Sun Wukong. Even if he couldn't kill him, he could still find out the details of Sun Wukong.

As time goes by, their heavenly plan for immortal magic against Sun Wukong will only become more perfect. On the contrary, Sun Wukong, who has no support from the god-making civilization behind him, will only gradually fall behind the times.

After waving his hand and asking the guards standing in the hall to help Xuan Tianji down for treatment, Pan Zhen stood up from his seat and prepared to continue to the Tiandao Tower to take charge.

Being supported by the two silver-armored guards, he left the hall and returned to the courtyard where he lived. Xuan Tianji felt joy at being alive, but also boundless anger and hatred lingered in his heart.

In his mind, the monkey wearing dark alloy armor and the woman with fox ears on her head flashed past, and intense murderous intent suddenly burst out from Xuan Tianji's eyes, which were mostly obscured by scattered hair.

The fine scars on his face were twisting due to the excitement of his emotions, making Xuan Tianji's originally heroic face look extremely ferocious at the moment.

In Xuan Tianji's heart, that fox woman was ranked alongside Sun Wukong, becoming the target he must kill in his life.

Recalling the inexplicable defeat in Tianhe City over and over again in his mind, Xuan Tianji felt that even the penetrating wound on his chest no longer hurt that much.

What replaced it was a deeper hatred, not only for Sun Wukong and Ahri, but also for Rena.

"Ugh-"

Just when Xuan Tianji was seriously unbalanced and even started to get angry at Reina who was standing on the side of the earth, a loud wolf howl suddenly sounded in his ears.

Xuan Tianji's face suddenly turned aside, and he looked around with some surprise, but except for a few plants that moved with the wind, there was nothing else that could emit in this quiet courtyard, let alone the howl of a wolf. .