Chapter 722

As the bell approached, a mass of fairy light fell, and the figure of a teenager suddenly appeared in the field.

The young man was very handsome, but there was an indelible pride between his eyebrows, which made Su Moyu feel a little disgusted.

"It's a good time to come," said the worry free God Jun with a sneer after seeing the young man appear.

"Who is that?" Su Moyu asked in surprise.

"The heavenly wheel is the messenger of the holy king." the worry free God King replied.

Hearing this, Su Moyu stared.

The messenger of the heavenly wheel emperor?

On that day, the LORD was the first of the twelve domain masters. To some extent, he was the strongest person in the world of heaven.

Why did he send messengers here at this time?

When Su Moyu racked his brains, the boy over there had already opened his mouth: "the Dharma of the heavenly wheel saint has arrived!"

With these words, he stopped talking.

Because judging from his past experience, when he says these words, no matter who is opposite, he should always bow down to him.

Even the other taishenjing masters should at least stand in place respectfully.

But this time, after he finished saying these words, Dugu seemed to have never heard of it, and continued to beat the emperor.

The worry free God King, who was held by Su Moyu, also looked cold and did not express.

Even Su Moyu, who had the weakest cultivation in the field, had no intention of kneeling down and saluting.

This made the boy very angry.

"The Dharma of the heavenly wheel saint is coming! Don't come and listen to the order quickly!" he said angrily this time, and his voice was also raised three times.

"If you hear me, just say something. If you fart, just go away!" Dugu still didn't stop.

This time, the boy was annoyed.

He is the messenger of the heavenly wheel saint. Who sees that he is not respectful across the world?

Have you ever heard such unpleasant words?

"Presumptuous! Are you looking for death?" the young man stared at Dugu and said fiercely.

Hearing this, Dugu Aotian suddenly stopped his hand, grabbed the other person's throat, slowly turned his head, looked at the young man and said, "who do you say wants to die?"

"Of course it's you! When you see the messenger of the heavenly wheel emperor, you not only don't kneel down and salute, but also dare to insult the messenger with dirty words. What are you trying to die?" the young man waited for Dugu to say.

After hearing this, Dugu Aotian took the dying immortal in one hand and floated to the young man and said: "little white face, do you know who you are talking to?"

The young man turned his mouth and said, "isn't he Dugu Aotian? A man who doesn't even have his own territory, the end of the Taishen realm, dares to shout at the messenger of the heavenly wheel saint?"

Hearing this, Dugu's eyes narrowed slightly, and Su Moyu, who was watching the war in the distance, began to mourn for the young man.

Pop!

With a crisp sound, the young man was directly slapped by Dugu's face and fanned out hundreds of feet.

However, before he could stop, Dugu Aotian drew him back with another hand, and then slapped him again.

After more than ten times, the young man's teeth had been knocked off by Dugu, and his face was as swollen as a pig's head.

"Tell me what you just said again!" Dugu slowly stopped and looked at the young man with a cold face.

"Sir... I'm wrong!" the young man was not a fool. Although he hated Dugu to the bone at the moment, he also knew that heroes don't suffer losses at present, so he immediately took it easy.

Hearing what he said, Dugu then snorted and said, "forget it, I'm not a small bellied man. How can I be as knowledgeable as you?"

When Su Moyu heard this, his head was covered with black lines.

They've already beaten each other like this. Why don't you tell him not to see the general picture?

But where did the young man dare to say something? He kept bowing and saying, "what the elder said is right, what the elder said is right!"

Dugu Aotian snorted and said, "don't be useless. Didn't you summon the heavenly wheel saint? What did he ask you to say?"

Hearing this, the young man quickly rubbed the blood on his face, then took out a silk book from his arms, slowly unfolded and read: "the holy way of the heavenly wheel, the unity of heaven, I read..."

But before he finished reading, Dugu waved his hand to stop him and said, "I don't read much. Just say what he wants to say."

"This..." the boy was at a loss for a moment.

Dugu was so upset that he tore the silk book in his hand and threw it to Su Moyu nearby, saying, "you boy, translate it into human words for me."

Su Moyu took the silk book with a bitter smile. After unfolding it, he looked at it hastily, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"What did you say?" Dugu Ningmei asked.

"To sum up, there are about three meanings. The first is that there is a vision in Taishi mountain. According to Skywalker's inference, the entrance will reappear in a hundred years, but he didn't make it clear what entrance is." Su Moyu read.

However, although he said so, Dugu and Wuyou Shenjun on the side, and even the Ming Zun who was dying, were all shocked.

Seeing their appearance, Su Moyu knew what the entrance was. They should know.

"What else?" Dugu Ningmei asked.

Su Moyu stopped for a moment and continued: "second, in 20 years, the Xuantian meeting will reopen in Tianlun city."

Hearing this, the worry free God gentleman nodded slightly and said, "according to the rules, it should be the same."

Su Moyu didn't wait for them to continue questioning this time, so he continued: "third, before the entrance appears, the upper world is too divine realm experts to attack each other."

At this point, Su Moyu put down the silk book and threw it back to Dugu.

Su Moyu didn't understand the first two questions, but he understood the third one.

That day, the LORD sent this messenger to persuade the quarrel.

After realizing this, he turned his eyes to Dugu to see what he planned.

However, Dugu Aotian's face was still gloomy and said to the messenger, "the meaning of the heavenly wheel is that I want to let the hell master go back?"

The messenger nodded tremblingly and said, "yes..."

Dugu sneered and said: "the Dark Lord is ready to attack the worry free area. He can't be unaware of this. Since he doesn't want taishenjing experts to attack each other, why doesn't he stop it before the Dark Lord goes to war? Isn't it difficult for him?"

When asked by Dugu, the emissary flashed a trace of embarrassment in his eyes and said: "well... Lord Shengjun, I didn't expect that the Emperor Ming would really do it."

Dugu sneered and said: "I didn't expect? If I didn't expect, how could he send you here? And the timing is so clever? In a word, he still wants to fight between mingzun and Wuyou God, right?"

The young messenger said with a wry smile, "this... How can it be? They both lose and hurt, and it's not good for the emperor."

Dugu Aotian snorted and said: "I don't think so. If they lose both sides, their strength will inevitably decline in the short term. Then many experts in these two domains will flow into the Tianlun domain, making him more powerful!"

"Break... Absolutely nothing!" the boy shook his head hurriedly.

However, Dugu smiled coldly and said, "well, you've finished your mission of preaching. Go back and tell your master that I wrote down the first two things, but the third one can't. You must die today!"

With that, he used all his strength and clapped his palm at the heart of the dark master.

Mingzun had been beaten and scarred before. Now, how can he bear Dugu's full strength?

One of the twelve domain masters in the upper world of the hall died in Dugu's hands.