Chapter 1867

The great Vatican dynasty!

The other five holy realms in the world of ten thousand, the world of eighteen kings, the kingdom of seventy-two Marquises, the streets and alleys, the riotous court, and the palace of the king's court are all spreading the legend of this dynasty. When the spirit king Brahma was angry, he went into the holy world of Tianshi alone and shelled the capital Zijin City Fight the demigod with great strength, be brave and invincible, protect the body with nine days, and you can still be resurrected if you kill it. Not to mention that the demigod is killed by anger, even the great God has to vomit three bowls of blood.

The storyteller wrote a novel about the destruction of the Tianshi Dynasty by Brahma. Although it was exaggeration, most of it was made up. But the audience didn't care about it. What they wanted was enjoyment. As long as they listened to the music, they would feel happy and reward more gold coins!

There are also some broken mouths. They like to gossip. They make Fantian vernacular the record of emperor Tiandi's Wanjie beauty hunting and Wanjie spring palace travel And so on, restricted novels! It's just a gimmick to eliminate evil. To be emperor in the world, it's to build a huge harem with eyes and noses. It really attracts some young men and women to listen to erotic novels around the street stalls. Some beautiful women are gathering in private to go to the great Vatican Dynasty to look for Vatican and offer themselves!

Among them, there are many practitioners who take part in the ten thousand world competition. Just imagine, more than three million practitioners want to be on the top of the list, and they are even more determined to be on the top! When he came, his blood was boiling and his fighting spirit was full. However, Vatican continued to be a demon and made great moves until the end of the warm-up game the day before yesterday. His influence was so great that the emperor of the six saints Dynasty was afraid of him and the game could not go on.

It sounds like a legend to overthrow an immortal Dynasty in three days and to open up a brand new dynasty with the blessing of heaven! Yes, you heard me right. This man is Brahma. Under his divine power, the transmission array of the great Brahma holy Dynasty was connected with other holy realms last night, and the eighteen kingdoms were opened to traffic! Moreover, there is a through train between the kingdom of Beiming and the great Vatican Tiansheng Dynasty. Ehetian, the leader of the crocodile emperor, came to celebrate in person, and publicly announced to Wanjie that the crocodile Protoss had entered the embrace of the great Vatican Tiansheng Dynasty.

When those practitioners learned that Vatican was going to take part in the world competition, more than half of them quit the competition. Even those practitioners who insisted on the competition, they also hoped to meet Vatican in the challenge arena, to see the heroic posture of Tiange, and then yelled, "Tiange I adore you, and then take the initiative to admit defeat and step down!

It's a good idea, but some practitioners poured a bucket of cold water on it. Wake up! What character is Brahma? Can you meet him in the challenge arena? What is the reason for the death of the Tianshi Dynasty and the termination of the competition by the other five holy dynasties? It must be the leader who presided over the dynasty of this year's Dabi, who privately discussed and decided to let Tiange parachute directly to the main arena of wanjieshan. Now, the number of people may have been deleted from the entry form, and those who can't get out of the warm-up race will roll quickly, so there's no time to waste on you.

Vatican has already been appointed as the world leader. Even when he heard that Tiange was going to compete, Tianjiao, who knew him well, dodged the way. He didn't dare to go to Tiange's way. Why do you want to go to the final stage to express your worship to Tiange?

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention!

Some players who still have illusions burst into tears. When all the eyes of the teahouse cast on him, he stamped his feet and beat his chest, wailed and cried hoarsely: "God! How could that be? I've been practicing invincible martial arts for a hundred years since I was a child. I've spent thousands of years practicing Wanshan Tan leg, and I've been practicing imperial sword for thousands of years In order to compete for the first place and become the overlord! Why can appear so unfair black curtain! Where is the principle of heaven and where is the axiom? Where is the heart of the people? Who can do justice for me? Sobbing I can't be a overlord. What's the point of living? "

Is this guy also a practitioner of the competition? What's the international joke? What's the international joke? There are also some strong players who participated in the last competition, shaking their heads and sighing, what are these players?

There is no sympathy for the howling monk, only a look of disdain!

At this time, a young man in black stood up and attracted other people's attention. He went to the monk who cried for his father and mother, patted him on the shoulder, and made a voice without any emotion: "I am responsible to tell you that as long as there is a spirit king in the place, you should avoid it, because he is the leading role of the stage! So don't complain. You can't solve the problem at all

"I complain?" The young man suddenly stopped crying. He looked at the young man in black with cold eyes. He asked unconvinced, patted his chest and said: "if I see Brahma in the challenge arena, he will not be able to support three rounds in my hand! Why was he parachuted to the main division? I just don't agree! What I hate most is injustice! "

The young man in black frowned slightly, with an evil smile on his mouth, and made a cold voice: "why? Let me tell you why he is qualified, but you don't even have the voice to complain With that, his hand flashed and he put his hand on the young man's shoulder.

All the people in the teahouse were in a daze. They didn't know what the gloomy looking young people wanted to do? Is crying in his way?"You want to compete with me?" The young man looked at the man in black with unbelievable disdain. With a sneer, he solemnly said, "I practiced the invincible martial arts in my childhood, and spent thousands of years to cultivate my legs Ah Ah... "

Before the young man finished his words, his left arm was torn off by the young man in black. Then he raised his leg and kicked his knees to pieces. When the screaming young man knelt down, his right arm was also broken. His hand was quick, direct and simple, without any fancy. His face was still gloomy and cold, just like a wild animal. His eyes had no emotion to speak of. He looked at the disabled man on the ground and was confused Young man, even the howling stopped, he gave a cold hum: "what kind of international players are they? I can't stand to challenge Brahma on this ability! "

After talking to himself, the young man's blood red eyes were burning with fire, and his cold air covered the whole teahouse. The demonic eyes swept all the practitioners, with a solemn face and a cold voice: "you can look down on Brahma, or you can not accept him! But you'd better put all your dissatisfaction in your heart, and be sure to be exposed, because there are many people who have friendship with him. If they are heard, they may have become corpses before you question his strength! "

"Who are you? Why meddle? Are you a friend of Brahma? "

A cold rebuke sent the man in black's eyes. He saw an old man's blue robe deepened and his temperament was extraordinary. He came slowly with his hands on his back. His eyes flashed fiercely and his anger rose in his eyes. He had regarded the old man as a dead man and disappeared.

Everyone in the teahouse was in a daze. He didn't feel the breath of the man in black at all. His body didn't seem to have any temperature, and he didn't seem to exist. But the accompanying "click" attracted everyone's eyes. Then he saw that the old man in green robe had broken his neck, staring at his frightened eyes, drooping his head, and was extremely frightened before he died.

This old man is the owner of a teahouse. His accomplishments have reached the highest level for two hundred years. He left the customs three days ago and has been successfully promoted to the early stage of Gujing. On the third day of the celebration, all the tea and fruit plates are half price, so there are a lot of people in the teahouse these days!

After reaching the ancient world, he was killed by a strange man before he fought with others. Knowing that he was the killer of the man in black, no one saw how he did it in full view?

All of a sudden, the whole teahouse space is filled with strange fog. The teahouse owner is dead standing in the middle, and the "Gulu Gulu" swallowing sounds. However, the ruddy skin of the deceased quickly turns pale, withered and shriveled, and finally turns into a mummy.

"I don't deserve to be his friend, and he never regarded me as an opponent! In his eyes, I have always been a small and insignificant person. I'm afraid he has forgotten me now! " The sound of cold ice with sadness came suddenly.

Let everyone is a surprise, look at the door, the shadow just left, a drop of blood in the air!

A gust of wind from the side, the corpse has not fallen, turned into powder, gone with the wind!

The young man who had been crying before had lost his sight. Everything started because of his cry, but he ran away! The monks, who were slow to come, left the teahouse one after another.

When the last man finished searching for treasure and left, he passed a table, patted it with his hand and cried, "my guest, it's closed! If you need anything, order it yourself

The building is empty!

The teahouse was silent for less than two minutes. The young man with broken limbs climbed out and exclaimed: "fortunately, I practiced the rolling Earth Dragon for thousands of years, otherwise I would be in bad luck today!"

"You are special, so I found you. Do you think you can escape?" The cold voice of the man in black reverberated in the sky, with a strong taste of cruelty.

The young man was completely paralyzed. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He looked at the man in black falling from the air with a pair of golden tusks. His eyes were red and his face was white and blue. He was even more terrifying than the devil. In addition to his cold breath, he was a mysterious identity.

"Who are you?" The young people screamed.

"All right!" The man in black sighed. In the next minute, there was a dead silence in the teahouse. Then the man in black's voice broke the silence again: "remember my name is Tang Yi!"

A figure came out of the teahouse, but it was not the man in black, but the young man who was known as the invincible theocracy. When he took the last step out of the teahouse, his blood red eyes turned black, and the sharp light converged and became colorless. He walked on the street of tiantuo capital, integrated into the crowd, and soon lost sight.