He can't stand idly by at this time, and such a little Lord of the God family appears in front of him. It's all wealth. How can he give up.
He also walked out of the restaurant, hid his breath and appeared not far from the twelve Xueyu people.
When the warship landed, many strong men in the city greeted it respectfully.
"Old Xie FengChen, on behalf of the cultivators in the whole city, welcomes the presence of countless masters." a red faced old man deeply saluted the warship with a very respectful expression.
"Ha ha! Thank you, sir. You're welcome! My young master came to Dihuang 3 this time. He was actually ordered to patrol. You don't have to do so." a handsome and unparalleled Tianshen youth with silver armor strode out of the warship. Although his words were polite, his face was full of pride.
"You are the emissary. Naturally we should treat you respectfully! Feng'er, come quickly and present my Xie family's gift!" the red faced old man winked at a girl behind him.
"Feng'er has seen the young master. This is my Xie family's specialty, ten thousand year Xuanguang wine, which can be brewed successfully only after ten thousand years of brewing and ten thousand years of fermentation." the young girl has a beautiful face, and she holds a small jade pot in her hands and presents it to the young man of the God family.
"Oh! Yes, yes, you know my young master likes good wine! I wrote it down!" the young god Wujue of the God family nodded slightly and showed a satisfied smile.
He didn't pick it up in person, but waved. Suddenly, a strong man following him came forward and picked up the jade pot.
"Ha ha! Please, we have arranged the best cultivation cave in the city for the young Lord." the old man blushed.
"No, I'm free to arrange. Please step back!" God Wujue waved his hand slightly and showed a faint smile on his face.
Obviously, he didn't believe in these people. He should have known that someone would attack him this time.
"What to do? He seems very alert. What should we do?" the short haired man looks at Xueyu.
"Do it! It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, you'll never see it again." Xueyu gritted his teeth.
"OK!" everyone knew that what Xueyu said was true, and all clenched their teeth.
God looked around and set his eyes on a tall building.
"We'll go there today," he pointed to the tall building.
"That's the tower of gods, young Lord... Are you sure where you want to go?" the red faced old man opened his mouth carefully.
"The tower of gods? It is said that the tower of gods appeared when the world first opened?" God Wujue immediately became interested.
"Yes, it's the tower of gods, young Lord..." the red faced old man looked at each other.
"Go, I've heard the legend of the Pantheon tower for a long time. I didn't expect to see it today. I must go!" God Wujue simply took a big step towards the tower.
If he wants to go to the Pantheon tower, he must pass by Xueyu. He really created the best opportunity for Xueyu.
However, Zhao Yuande felt that it was not so simple. It seemed a little mysterious.
"This guy is looking for death!" the short haired man couldn't help showing his divine light in his eyes when he saw the great God Wujue coming in his direction.
"Everyone is ready. As long as he passes here, we will directly fight him. Don't keep any hands. There is only one chance." Xueyu Ning said again.
She also seemed to feel something wrong, but she had to start on the line.
God Wujue just came to Xueyu in front of them in a few steps, suddenly stopped and smiled at Xueyu hiding behind the crowd.
"Ouyang Xueyu, you've been waiting for a long time! Why don't you do it yet!" the divine face was full of a taste of abuse.
"What... Do it!" Xueyu stared, but since he was shouted broken, he decided to do it directly.
Twelve human figures rushed out and came towards Shenwu.
"Ha ha!" shenwujue's body flashed and hid behind a group of strong people of the God family.
"Kill them, no... the Ouyang Xueyu stays." God Wujue orders with a sneer.
"Yes!" there were seven strong people in the eternal realm of the God family. Their faces showed a ferocious color, so they killed twelve people in Xueyu.
The coat and robe of the first old man was suddenly shattered, revealing the golden armor under him.
His momentum rose abruptly, and the breath of the strong in the middle of the eternal realm was suddenly released.
"No! It's the strong one in the middle of the eternal realm. Let's go!" Xueyu saw the strong one, and his eyes suddenly showed a unique color.
She knew she was doomed today.
The other side is too powerful. Even if they go together, they are not the opponent of the strong man in the middle of the eternal realm.
"No... I stopped him, Xueyu, you go!" the short haired man roared at this time, and a surging force in his body was triggered. His body seemed unable to withstand the impact of this force and began to crack everywhere.
"No... you take them away, I'll stop! Their goal is me, I can't go!" Xueyu roared with a sad voice.
"No, I want to die with you!" the short haired man didn't care at all and directly jumped at the strong man in the middle of the eternal realm.
"Bang!"
How strong is the strong in the middle of the eternal realm.
Just a slap, the short haired man flew out, and his body exploded directly in mid air.
"No..." Xueyu's voice was hoarse and her eyes almost cracked.
"Xueyu, go away! We'll stop him and take revenge for us when you're strong!"
When the remaining ten people saw this scene, they all couldn't help their blood. They rushed up frantically, trying to win time for Xueyu to escape.
"It's over!" Xueyu's eyes are full of blood and tears. How could she let these people stop the strong man from running away for herself.
Just when she was extremely desperate, a gentle voice rang out in the field.
"Stop it! Your little Lord is in my hand." Zhao Yuande appeared in the scene with his divine neck and nodded slightly to Xueyu.
Although God Wujue is well arranged, he still has several strong people around him to protect him, but his cultivation is only half the peak of the eternal realm.
It is not very difficult for Zhao Yuande to catch him.
However, he did not expect that this group of people were so impatient that they would do it directly.
That's why the big man with short hair was blown to pieces.
However, at this time, the spirit of the short haired man was not destroyed. Some looked at the God held by Zhao Yuande in a daze.
Everyone's eyes also focused, and most of them were surprises.