Chapter 485

Zhang Sanfeng, a rich man in a red robe of money, has a big stomach and a shiny face. Although he is tall, he doesn't seem to have the slightest threat.

But the words from his mouth were extremely domineering.

No matter how strong his strength is, it may not be stronger for the other five people to work together. There are more than ten ancient Buddhas present, and there are also more than ten ancient immortals behind Li Shaojun.

Yang Qiu can't see through it anyway. The wuzhe alliance firmly controlled by Emperor Shiyan will help himself at this critical moment.

Similarly, the dark alliance that has nothing to do with itself will directly come out with a fallen angel.

It's getting more and more fun.

He sighed in his heart, then threw the dead Brahma nightmare on the ground, and looked slowly at everyone's faces. Finally, he bowed politely to Zhang Sanfeng and Lucifer:

"Two elders, thank you for helping me at this time, but I don't need your help."

Yang Qiu's words were like a thunderclap, which made Zhang Sanfeng and Lucifer suddenly stunned. Zhang Sanfeng's fat eyes widened and shouted:

"Boy, what are you talking about? Don't worry, I want to protect you. No one can move you here. Unless they are old and immortal and have the determination to fight with Lao Tzu. "

Zhang Sanfeng's words are very domineering, but it seems to flash across everyone's heart with a biting cold wind.

Yang Qiu smiled proudly:

"Elder, you're right. Whoever wants to kill me, I also have the strength to drag everyone to hell."

Yang Qiu's words made emperor Shi Yan and others dumbfounded, while the ancient Buddhas and immortals on both sides looked at each other and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Boy, you... Are so arrogant!"

Zhang Sanfeng snorted and said angrily:

"Do you think he came from nothing and ran out to save you when he was full? I owe someone an adult invitation. Hum, if you weren't my son-in-law, I wouldn't have run out and been hit by thunder. "

Yang Qiu was stunned. He looked at Zhang Sanfeng in horror. His voice was unusually stiff and bitter:

"You... Mean?"

Zhang Sanfeng stared at him and said faintly:

"Those worthless bastards of the wuzhe alliance are dead, and I won't come out. When I come out today, another thing is to find trouble with some bastards. Even if I dare to attack the wuzhe alliance, I'm really looking for death."

The face of the opposite emperor Shi Yan suddenly changed color and was extremely ugly. He stared at Yang Qiu and Zhang Sanfeng. Suddenly, he felt cold all over, but when he thought of his cards, he suddenly screamed at the top of his voice:

"Old man, you are so boastful!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the ferocious face of emperor Shi Yan, whose face almost turned blood red, and said faintly:

"Killing you is just killing a dog! Die! "

Space suddenly froze at this moment. Zhang Sanfeng didn't even start, but said a word indifferently.

Emperor Shi Yan's face suddenly showed an expression of horror. He was still standing in front of more than a dozen ancient Buddhas. The reaction of these ancient Buddhas was so slow.

Just like this, Emperor Shi Yan suddenly burst out a very clear voice. He was directly covered with blood, but Zhang Sanfeng's face also changed greatly.

Obviously, Emperor Shi Yan launched the means to protect his life.

Monk Guiyuan slowly walked forward for two steps, facing Zhang Sanfeng and the eleven rites, he said faintly:

"Almsgiver, stop. You quit today. The wuzhe alliance will not be disturbed by anyone from now on. This is my guarantee."

Originally, Emperor Shi Yan was desperate, but when he saw that his cards had resisted the opponent's inevitable kill, a layer of cruel expression appeared on his face.

He stared at Zhang Sanfeng and didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Sanfeng snorted, but Yang Qiu suddenly said a word in his ear. Only Zhang Sanfeng could hear it, and his face suddenly changed.

After a long time, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang Qiu deeply, but Yang Qiu was full of confidence and calm. Finally, the old man nodded heavily, turned and looked at Guiyuan monk and said coldly:

"Bald donkey, remember what you said today. Otherwise, I will kill myself, go to the great Buddhist temple and destroy your golden body!"

Monk Guiyuan's face changed slightly and nodded solemnly:

"The poor monk never talks nonsense."

Zhang Sanfeng snorted, then flashed back to the old man Qinghe. The old man Qinghe didn't dare to speak, and Zhang Shuping and song Zhide didn't dare to say anything.

In this battle, they are no longer qualified to speak.

At this time, Yang Qiu turned to look at Lucifer again and smiled reluctantly:

"Sir, you just said you were my follower? What's going on? "

Lucifer smiled, and a very strange smile flashed on his beautiful and strange face, and said softly:

"Do you remember the statue that Metatron gave you?"

Yang Qiu was stunned and suddenly thought. There was a black statue in her hand. It was the Fallen Angel himself.

He suddenly found that the little statue in his hand seemed to come alive. It was almost lifelike. Even the three pairs of black wings on his back were slightly agitated.

Lucifer's face also became extremely solemn. He suddenly knelt down slowly on one knee in front of Yang Qiu and buried his head deeply.

Yang Qiu understood too much at this moment.

Aren't the black boundary pillars of Fuxi temple and the stone tablets engraved with the word "Zhen" all made of this material?

Lucifer, has something to do with Fuxi temple?

No wonder that Metatron wanted to give himself this statue.

When I took the statue into Fuxi temple, it seemed to activate the statue.

Yang Qiu thought about it and handed the black statue on his hand to Lucifer. Lucifer quickly raised his hands and slowly stood up. His strange smile made him look more evil and beautiful:

"Your safety is our mission."

Yang Qiu shook her head slowly. He had been communicating with the middle-aged man. However, the middle-aged man seemed to be nonexistent and didn't respond to him.

Today, it's obviously not so simple. If it's just the ancient immortals and Buddhas on both sides, Yang Qiu is sure to let them go shopping first, but there's obviously a big problem.

Are the ancient immortals behind the five sects and the people behind them together or not?

Why can't I communicate with Cain in the yuxu Palace at this time?

Yang Qiu suddenly found herself alone.

"Lucifer, if you are my follower, can I order you to step down and not do it?"

Lucifer's face suddenly became unbelievable.

Anyone present did not understand why Yang Qiu pushed away the two most powerful aid around her.