Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Why don't you just crush it? He really can't do it.

He didn't have the habit of killing prisoners. The other party begged for mercy. If he killed the other party again, it would be a little cruel and cruel.

From this, we can also see that the ancient style is not as murderous and fierce as people say.

Sometimes killing people is for the sake of life, as a last resort.

The world of monks is cruel. Sometimes you die or I die.

If the ancient wind killed people in battle, it would never be soft hearted, but now... The other party has become a prisoner and begged for mercy.

"If you want to live, it's easy. Surrender to me and respect me!"

The submission mentioned by the ancient wind is naturally to accept him as a slave, just like Wan Xun and those tiger and dragon guards signing a soul contract with themselves.

Only in this way can he fully trust each other. Only in this way can both sides completely hand over their sincerity to each other.

"Are you... Going too far?" The ancestors of the Yan Family naturally understood the meaning of ancient customs and immediately wanted to get angry.

However, even if he is unhappy again, he doesn't dare to attack easily. Because his own old life was pinched in his hands.

"If you don't surrender, you will die. Choose for yourself!"

The archaic words are very cold and will never compromise.

He is really not very interested in asking the other party to exchange any benefits.

He is now a god bridge. He remembers that there is a demon tomb waiting to be opened on him. There are two palace gates in the demon tomb. There must be no shortage of treasures.

He has been very busy, so he hasn't been in a hurry to try.

What's more, now he is in a place that is likely to be a fairy King's tomb. Is there still a lack of treasure in it?

Therefore, taking the other party as a slave is the wisest choice. With such a slave, you will help yourself a lot in the future.

"Xiaoyou, I can promise you anything except this condition! You know, I am... I am a God, so I submit to your feet, I...... "

At this point, he was embarrassed to go on, but the ancient style understood.

He sneered: "hum, face is important or life is important. You can decide for yourself? If it weren't for your cultivation, I would have killed you! "

"The last ten breath time to consider, whether to surrender or die?"

Gu Feng gave him an ultimatum. He would never give him a third way. If he did not surrender, he would die!

"You..."

The ancestors of the Yan family were very angry and trembled all over.

"There are still five interest rates!" No matter how much the ancient wind, the cold voice came out of his mouth again.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and the five breath time came again.

In the hands of Gu Feng, he immediately exerted himself and began to pinch his fist. It seems that he really intends to crush each other like this.

"Ah! You devil! "

Yan's ancestors cried out in pain and felt that they were about to disappear.

When the ancient wind clenched his fist, there was a flame beating on his hand. It was the ancient wind's Dao fire, burning his yuan God.

"Surrender or die!"

The ancient wind roared again. It sounded like a magic sound to the ancestors of the Yan family.

"I'll take it!"

Finally, the ancestors of the Yan family couldn't stand the torture and surrendered: "I submit to you, respect you as the Lord, and never betray!"

In bursts of roaring, a blood wave rushed out of his sky cover. After rushing into the air, it turned into a big word "Qi".

Gu Feng grabbed the word "Qi" in his hand, and then let go of each other with a sneer.

"Old... Old slave, see... See the young master!"

Although the old life was saved, the ancestors of the Yan family felt an unprecedented humiliation.

He is a God. He is usually high above the world. No matter where he goes, others are respectful to him. Even if he goes to a place like the heavenly king's holy courtyard, others will give him a third face and invite him into the high hall.

Originally majestic, he would never have dreamed that he would fall to such a point one day.

A high God would kneel on the ground and take charge of the master of a ten-year-old child.

Humiliation, anger, unwillingness!

All kinds of emotions intertwined in his heart, his body trembled slightly, but his buried head dared not lift up.

Bang!

Gu Feng kicked the opponent's chin and kicked him out. In a cold voice, "are you still dissatisfied? Still thinking that you can bite me back and escape? "

"Since you have respected me, all your inner thoughts can't escape my perception. Today, I read that you are the first offender. Let's spare your dog's life for the time being. "

"The old slave deserves to die!"

After Mingwu came over, the ancestors of the Yan family were suddenly frightened in a cold sweat. He quickly put away his thoughts and suddenly kowtowed for mercy.

"Hum, please take care of yourself! Now that your body has been destroyed, I can't say I have to wrong you temporarily. When you find a suitable body someday, I'll give it to you. "

"Thank you... Thank you, young master!"

At this time, the ancestors of the Yan family were still a little difficult to accept this fact.

Originally, his cultivation was all-round. Even if his body was destroyed, it was not easy to find a new host? But now, I have to wait for the ancient wind to give alms.

His heart is extremely unwilling and unwilling to accept the reality.

But there is no way. Now he has signed a soul contract with Gu Feng. As long as he has the slightest idea of killing, Gu Feng can feel it immediately, which will give him a fatal blow.

Also, Gu Feng is their master. As long as Gu Feng dies, anyone who has signed a contract with him will die.

The ancestor of the Yan family was once again taken into the treasure gourd by the ancient wind, while he secretly contacted the little sparrow to find the place of the round.

After taking out the treasure gourd, the ancient wind found that the realm of the treasure gourd really fell with it.

He couldn't help but feel very curious about it.

He was completely convinced of the secret power here, and even the magic power of the gods could be suppressed.

Almost half of Qingzhou knows about this secret place, which can be publicized by the ancient wind and elder Wu, and people keep pouring here.

But like the tide, one after another.

Seeing so many people entering the secret place, even if the ancient wind is arrogant again, he finally chose to change his face.

He chose to avoid the edge. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't be enemies with so many people. Unless he cultivates himself into heaven.

No way, among these people who came in, many people shouted loudly to kill the demon star, and they wanted to eliminate the demon guardian.

The name of the ancient style is now thunderous, and almost no one in the whole Qingzhou knows it.