Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Our purple mansion is the first force in the whole eight wastelands. It has stood for more than 100000 years, and no one has ever dared to provoke our majesty like this. Tell me, what should we do with you? "

This is a realistic problem, and it is also the fault of the ancient customs themselves.

On that day, he didn't sincerely want the purple house to come down, but was forced by the situation. On that day, his cards were out, and he didn't dare to go deep into such a big force. He was afraid that he would lose his freedom forever.

Seeing that the ancient wind was silent, Zixu also spoke: "ancient wind, do you know that your natural and unrestrained departure on that day not only ruined my purple house, but also completely hurt Xia Han's self-esteem. Just after you left, she announced on the spot that she would not marry for life. How can you make up for this mistake? "

With a slight bow, the ancient style saluted again.

Then he opened his mouth: "it was really the younger generation's practice that day, which was not considered, which caused a great blow to the face of Zifu and Miss Xia Han's reputation. The younger generation hereby solemnly apologizes and apologizes."

Then the ancient wind saluted all the people present very seriously.

Then he said, "something unpleasant has happened and can't be undone. If you elders have to use my life to make up for it, I have nothing to say. If you want to kill or scrape today, do as you please! "

With that, the ancient wind stood straight in place, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Presumptuous, do you think we really dare not kill you?"

A great saint burst into drinking, and his majesty flowed, which made the ancient wind tremble.

"The reason why I pulled you out of the oil pot just now is not that I didn't dare to kill you, but that we still have something to ask you. Don't don't know whether it's good or bad."

Gu Feng stared back at the great saint who was angry with him and said, "I know my life is not important. You can kill me at any time. But if I die with you, I'm afraid you can't explain it? To tell you the truth, I, the leader of Wuliang sect, Li Mingyang, have been blessed with misfortune since the last great disaster. Now he is closing the door to attack the holy King fruit position. Once he has successfully set foot in the holy King realm, do you think he will not ask you for an explanation? "

"What? Li Mingyang is attacking the realm of the holy king? "

It can be said that one word aroused thousands of waves. More than a dozen saints in the hall were shocked and everyone was stupid. Even the faces of Ziyang and Zixu were a little ugly.

"How is that possible? How old is Li Mingyang to attack the realm of the holy king? I don't believe it. I don't believe it. "

"In my opinion, this may be true. According to my observation, no one from Kyushu is simple. When Li Mingyang came to the eight wastelands, what accomplishments did he achieve? But it's just an empty God. In less than 3000 years, he has broken through to the great saint cultivation... It's not impossible to say that he is now closing down and attacking the holy king. "

In the hall, there were discussions, and everyone had different views. Although there are many voices of doubt, but more, they believe.

Another little Saint said, "in my opinion, if you want to ask these great saints of the eight wastelands who have the most chance to attack the holy Kingdom, it's him. Li Mingyang is the most likely. He is the youngest, has the most vigorous blood and more potential... I think I can't be wrong about this."

Everyone is talking. Even Zixu and Ziyang are communicating privately to discuss the truth and falsehood of the ancient style.

After a long time, the ancient wind continued to bow his hands and say, "presumably, everyone is wondering why I survived in that oil pot just now? In fact, you should know that I am the descendant of emperor Lei. His will is divided, but he has been guarding me. If you want to kill me today, I'm afraid it won't be so easy. "

Obviously, this is an ancient wind pulling tiger skin as a flag, and its purpose is to frighten these people. Today, if these people blindly pursue their past responsibilities, let alone invite their ancestors to come out, it is difficult to say whether they can protect their own life.

In fact, he has neither the will of Lei Di nor Li Mingyang's blessing in misfortune. The reason why he was not killed by the oil pan just now was that he hid in the demon temple at the first time.

According to Emperor Yu, the whole demon temple is actually an existence similar to fairies, but the strength of ancient customs is still too low to control at all. At most, he just hid the demon temple as a shell.

"Randy?"

In the shock, the ancient wind pulled out Lei Di again before he completely recovered his mind. Now, the people on the scene were completely bluffed. If these people still worry that Li Mingyang's case is false, then the case of Lei Di's body protection is true. It can't be false at all. Because there were many people present, who met at Lei Di's tomb that day.

"Yes, you must have seen him at Lei Di's tomb that day. Lei Di has been guarding me. How long have I been here? It's only less than two years, but from a small monk in the realm of true God, he has stepped into the medium-term cultivation of the God King. If there is no guidance from old lady Leidi, no matter how talented people are, they can't do it? "

According to the ancient wind, the people at the scene were even more convinced. One by one, their faces looked ugly again. Obviously, it's not so easy to kill ancient customs today. No one has the courage to fight against the ancient style.

Finally, the great sage who said he would kill the ancient wind could only make a cold hum and stop talking.

After a long time, Ziyang asked, "ancient wind, I don't know why you came to my Zifu today? You didn't come here to plead guilty? "

Finally, when it came to the point, Gu Feng was a little relieved. He knew that his life was saved again.

After looking around at more than a dozen saints in the hall, Gu Feng didn't choose to tell the truth, but lied and said: "to tell you the truth, my purpose here is to kill the God's decision for the unique school of Zifu. I want to exchange the complete version of the Lei Di Sutra for your complete version of the beheading decision. I wonder if you can? "

"What? You want our decision? Boy, are you too presumptuous? Cutting the sky is the first sword of the eight wastelands. It is the foundation of our purple house. Can I give it to you freely? I advise you to stop this as soon as possible. Don't think about it! "

A great sage shouted and refused the request of the ancient style without the slightest hesitation.

However, the ancient wind said in a loud voice at this time: "you can hear clearly. I'm talking about exchanging the whole Lei Di Sutra, not asking for your decision to cut heaven unconditionally. Although your decapitation is powerful, the weight of Lei Di Jing is no less than that of decapitation. "