It was quiet around me.
Wang Zhong did not appear.
Lin Beichen was startled.
"Brother Wang?"
He urged quickly.
no response.
"Uncle Wang?"
He urged again.
Still no response.
The air is quiet.
"Ah this..."
Lin Beichen was a little dumbfounded.
Isn’t the script already written?
Why didn't Wang Zhong listen to the call?
"Pretend to be a ghost."
Emperor Yin was a little wary at first, but when he saw this scene, he sneered, his whole body glowed with silver light, and he was about to take action.
Lin Beichen looked around: "Dad Wang?"
Daddy loves me again.
If you don't come out, I'm really going to die.
The beautiful man you love like a son is going to die.
But Wang Zhong still didn't move.
Lin Beichen was completely anxious: "Wang Zhong, you fucking piece of shit, where did you die? Get out of here..."
The words have not yet finished.
"Ah, Master, the old slave is here."
A familiar obscene voice and a ripple in space flashed.
The short, fat and fair middle-aged figure finally broke through the barrier of reincarnation and appeared next to Lin Beichen.
"Why did you come?"
Lin Beichen said angrily: "Didn't I agree that you would show up as soon as I spoke?"
Wang Zhong looked aggrieved: "Master, you used to call people shit, and I'm used to it. But you suddenly changed your name. I didn't react for a while, and I thought you were calling someone else."
Lin Beichen: "..."
Is this fucking okay?
He almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
It turned out to be the wrong spell.
When Emperor Yin saw Wang Zhong, he unconsciously felt a strange sense of vigilance in his heart.
But looking at this man's mediocre appearance, weak aura, and groveling look, he didn't seem to be a powerful man. He couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then sneered.
He had a sense of absurdity.
That's it?
Is this Lin Beichen’s trump card?
Emperor Yin was too lazy to talk nonsense. Silver light surged in his palms, and the power of secrets surged.
When Lin Beichen saw this, he immediately stepped back and said loudly: "Brother Wang, come on, get him."
Wang Zhong didn't move.
Lin Beichen suddenly woke up.
wrong.
Wrong opening method.
Snapped.
Lin Beichen slapped Wang Zhong on the neck and said, "Go ahead, you bitch, kill him."
"Okay."
Wang Zhong rolled up his sleeves, took a few steps forward, and smiled disdainfully at Emperor Yin: "Boy, is the Emperor Realm amazing? Do you believe it or not? The next moment, I will make you kneel on the ground and beg me not to …”
boom.
Silver light surged.
Emperor Yin took action directly.
That was a palm that instantly defeated countless emperors.
The silver light is not very bright, nor does it have terrifying energy fluctuations.
But all this time, no one can stop his palm.
There was no one who could resist for a moment.
Lin Beichen's heart was in his throat for a moment.
Wang Jingze...
Pooh.
Whether Wang Zujing can still raise the knife, this is the final decision.
At this moment, Wang Zhong finally took action.
Plop.
His posture is very rare. He is worthy of being a strong man in the ancestral realm. At first glance, he looks like he is magnifying his moves. This posture of kneeling on the ground with his hands on the ground cannot be imitated by others, especially the rickety body, which is slowly facing down. pour……
Huh?
etc.
Lin Beichen suddenly realized, was he kneeling?
Kowtow?
Oh shit.
Kneel down without even fighting?
Lin Beichen's heart suddenly dropped.
etc.
Something seems wrong.
Why was Emperor Yin's attack so fast, but Wang Zhong was able to kneel down quickly?
And in my mind, why can I still think so much during the time when Emperor Yin takes action?
He looked up.
Just listen to the ancient and desolate voice, resounding between heaven and earth.
"The Emperor of the Underworld kowtows, and the gods are on their way."
Wang Zhong sang loudly.
It's like a filial son sending his ancestors off on their way to a funeral.
An indescribable aura of loneliness and death emerged in front of Wang Zhong like a hurricane wave at the moment he kowtowed, sweeping out and filling half of the entire desperate situation of reincarnation.
puff.
The silver light struck by Emperor Yin instantly shattered and dissipated like a fart in front of this force.
At the same time, the silver light on his body dissipated instantly, revealing his true colors.
Lin Beichen: "???"
What is this stuff?
An invincible blow that shattered Emperor Yin?
If Wang Zhong's kowtow was so powerful... Lin Beichen suddenly remembered that this bitch had kowtowed to him more than once before.
Oh my god.
Swinging wildly on the verge of death every time?
You have to be more careful in the future.
At the same time, Lin Beichen was also surprised by the true face of Emperor Yin - he was actually a dwarf with dark red skin. Half of his face was like mutton-fat white jade, his eyes and nose were perfect, while the other half was replaced by crawling red sarcoma. , hideous, ugly and disgusting.
Oh shit.
Is he such an ugly person?
Still want to marry Chen Chen?
Lin Beichen suddenly became furious.
"Old Wang, don't stop, continue to knock...knock him to death."
Lin Beichen urged.
Wang Zhong stood up with a smile and said: "Master, no need, he is already dead."
"Huh?"
Lin Beichen looked at the ugly guy opposite.
Oh, did you buy any of the Wa Mengxi ones?
No, you're not Fist of the North Star, and the ugly guy opposite is obviously still breathing?
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"
Emperor Yin covered his face and screamed, like a lady who had her skirt lifted in public, going crazy and collapsing: "I'm going to kill you, kill you, kill them all, kill you all... "
The words have not yet finished.
puff.
This Emperor Senior Realm expert suddenly exploded like a fart.
It just disappeared into the air like a bubble, with no bones left, and both body and soul destroyed.
Lin Beichen's face was full of shock.
Really dead.
Was he knocked to death by Father Wang?
Lin Beichen was so excited that he immediately went over and helped Wang Zhong up. While helping him pat the soil on his knees, he said: "The ground is cold, be careful with your knees..."
Wang Zhong slapped his waist and said, "Oh, I'm old. I only kowtowed once, so my back is a bit sore. In the past, I kowtowed hundreds or even thousands at a time without any trouble."
Lin Beichen's eyelids jumped wildly when he heard this.
Hundreds or thousands?
Who can withstand you knocking me like this?
Is the Hades Emperor's unique skill so weird?
"Master, I'm leaving now."
Wang Zhongdao: "People outside are still waiting for the results of the game..."
After saying that, the figure slowly faded away, like ink blending into a clear spring and gradually becoming invisible.
Lin Beichen then patted his chest and took a breath.
"What."
He raised his arms excitedly.
Lao Wang, it’s easy to use.
My little dark room is closed and Lao Wang can use his unique skills. I won’t be afraid of anyone in single combat in the future.
Isn’t the position of Prince Consort already within my grasp?
He was so satisfied that he removed the secret technique of reincarnation.
…
…
Wow.
There seemed to be a flash of ripples.
Amid great anticipation, Lin Beichen reappeared in the arena of the Tower of Confrontation.
He was dressed in white, with white hair, and a face as handsome as a demon. He stood there with his hands behind his back, raising his head slightly and looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
The infuriating energy created wind, which floated his long snow-white hair.
It seems like snow is falling.
It seems like the snow is burning.
Roest bun.
This scene was like a heavy hammer, knocking countless ladies into unconsciousness.
Then a big question mark appeared in the minds of tens of millions of spectators——
So, the battle is over, who won?
At this time, Lin Beichen lost no time in opening the external playback of NetEase Cloud Music.
"Invincible, how... so lonely."
BGM sounds.
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