Chapter 219

The Manlong empire is located in the northeast of the Apocalypse continent. Its land area is not much different from that of villain's valley.

It is the smallest of the three empires of the Apocalypse continent.

Hundreds of figures stood over Qiuji City, the capital of the Manlong empire.

These figures are the old strange special attack team led by Su Ziyang.

"I'm quite convinced that the cold star emperor is coming. Don't show up soon!"

The sound of Thai chess, like thunder, rolled out and echoed in Qiuji city for a long time before it calmed down.

The sound startled many people.

Both players and aborigines stood up and looked up into the sky. When they saw Su Ziyang, they couldn't help looking sluggish.

"Cold star! That's cold star boss!"

"I wipe, what do you want to do when the cold star boss comes to Qiuji city?"

"I don't know. Let's just go to the theatre."

Human beings are naturally a race that likes eating melons and watching plays.

Where there is excitement, we will go there.

The name of cold star has long been spread all over the Apocalypse continent.

No one knows, no one knows.

At this moment, when the cold star comes, something big will happen.

Soon, many players took off and watched from a distance.

Even the Aboriginal people have many people flying into the sky.

Their eyes were fixed on Su Ziyang.

A moment later.

Thai chess smiled awkwardly, stood in front of Su Ziyang and said, "emperor, you see they are not here, shall we go back?"

"Oh, is that it?"

Su Ziyang stared at Taiqi, which made him hair all over and wiped a cold sweat secretly.

"Emperor, isn't it?" Tai Qi pretended to be confused.

"Are you an idiot? Your voice deliberately bypasses the forbidden area. What do you want to do?"

As soon as Tai Qi listened, his body trembled and quickly knelt down in front of Su Ziyang.

"The great emperor, spare your life."

"Hum, only once!" Su Ziyang snorted coldly.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Thai chess kowtowed repeatedly, and a burst of fear appeared on his face.

The great emperor in front of him looks ordinary, but he has many means.

I didn't expect that my voice splitting method could be seen through.

Such means are by no means mortal.

In that case, a black art has nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking so, Taiqi nodded secretly, showing a firm face.

He stood forward and used the sound splitting method again to envelop all his voices in the forbidden area.

"I'm quite convinced that the cold star emperor is coming. Don't show up soon!"

After that.

Buzz!

The air vibrates.

A figure emerged from the ripples.

The figure was a man. He stood in front of Su Ziyang and hugged his fist respectfully. "Cold star emperor, my grandfather is discussing important matters with Mo God and can't leave."

"Mo Shen?" Su Ziyang smiled coldly.

"Three rest time, I believe. If you don't come out to see us, it's no wonder we're ruthless and kill you."

Su Ziyang's voice, with ripples, went straight into the forbidden area and clearly spread to every old monster's ears.

In the forbidden area.

After hearing this, a handsome man stood up with an angry face.

This man is Mok, the seventh son of the Lord of Jianzhou, that is, Mok God in others' mouth.

"Who is so arrogant, wait for us to kill him," said Mok angrily.

"No!"

At this time, a man behind him stopped him.

"Why not?" Mok looked puzzled on his face.

"The seventh prince, it is said that the cold star's brother mieba killed the ninth Princess and the fourth prince. In addition, even Yanlie couldn't escape from him."

"I'm afraid his strength is not simple to be a brother who can kill tyrants." the man said.

Hearing this, Mok couldn't help wiping a cold sweat.

Fortunately, I didn't act rashly, otherwise I would be in big trouble.

"Let him be arrogant here?" Mok's fist clicked.

"Arrogance? Arrogance won't last long. Lord black art will want him to look good." the man said.

Hearing this, Mok's face showed a look of incomparable fear.

The thought of the man hiding in the shadow made his body tremble.

It's cold and strange. It's like a poisonous snake. It hides in the dark and launches the most deadly attack.

It is said that a Qipin wuzun offended heishu. That night, he died.

No one can find out who did it. Although everyone knows that black art did it, no one dares to say.

The Qipin wuzun died like this.

This was a hundred years ago. Now, no one can know how strong his strength is.

I have been with my father for so many years, but I have never missed any task assigned to him.

It's a nightmare.

It's horrible.

Thinking of this, Mok wiped a few cold sweats secretly.

After calming down, he sat down and completely ignored the sound outside.

"Two more breaths!"

Just then, Su Ziyang's voice came from outside.

To play this sound, Mok just smiled coldly and didn't care at all.

"Who's to blame for your own death!" Mok shook his head, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

"One more breath!"

Soon after, Su Ziyang's voice came again.

Quiet, very quiet.

The whole world is silent.

Everyone looked at Su Ziyang and waited for him to continue.

That look is like saying: you dare not measure it.

"Time is up!"

Su Ziyang said.

There was no pretty letter around.

Even an old monster of the Manlong Empire never appeared.

This feeling is saying that I don't pay attention to you at all.

Banter, chuckle and ridicule have emerged on many faces.

"Eat flat? I don't care about you at all. See how you end now?"

"Pretend to be forced. I know to pretend. Now I'm beaten in the face!"

"It's refreshing. It's a great pleasure in life to see the cold star big man eat flat."

The player muttered to himself and stared at Su Ziyang.

"The emperor won't really do it?"

"Are you kidding? How could the great emperor be so brainless! Knowing that black art is here, he will touch his head?"

"The great emperor either said it or came to deal with black art."

"Saying and doing are two different things! Don't stimulate the emperor and don't let him do anything rash."

A group of old monsters transmitted sounds to each other, but they didn't transmit these sounds to Su Ziyang's ears.

At this moment, the atmosphere of Qiuji city was very strange.

Nervous, expecting, with a trace of resistance.

Su Ziyang felt the eyes around him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He took a step forward and disappeared in place like lightning.

When he appeared again, he came over the forbidden area and looked down, his face full of cold killing intention.

"Since you don't want to live, this seat will help you."

With that, Su Ziyang took out the West falling hammer, used ten points of divine energy, aimed at the forbidden area, and hit it with a hammer.

"Emperor, no!"

"Emperor, stop!"

"God, he really dares to smash!"

"No, my eyes are dazzled?"

Such a sound keeps ringing.

"Hoo..."

The West falling hammer quickly becomes larger. When it is aimed at the forbidden area, it will fall.

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