Chapter 619： respect

The emptiness was broken again.

In a blink of an eye, the ancient annihilation array composed of three penumbras, such as the Jade Emperor in the center, turned into nothing.

This is too difficult.

Why are women so domineering.

The whole world is in my hands, you **** it.

Sara Tazun said very domineeringly that after the opponent's ancient killing formation was destroyed, the powerful killing was given to three-thirds of the opponent.

"I am sorry……"

There was no screaming sound, the three penumbras became a cloud of blood, and they died since then and fell from the practice world.

Posture is still a very indifferent posture, with a supreme aura, that aura is not domineering, but a difficult domineering, that domineering directly points to the nine-fold punch.

Heaven and earth opened a new one, my love.

These three penumbras, including the descendants of the Jade Emperor, the central government agency, were killed in this war.

The arrival of the priest, the expression on his face and the making of the bark shocked the world.

It seems to be back when the storm broke out again, chasing the deer with the heroes!

"Boy, you owe me another favor," the man said, turning to talk to Ye Hao in his heart.

"I have to say, Auntie, your power is really strong. Those are three semi-immortal corpses. I fought with them for three days and three nights without any results, almost driving them to a dead end.

What he said is true, he doesn't want to fight a horse, all this comes from the heart.

The great power is obvious. If one day returns to the peak, it will be absolutely invincible. Only the evil characters of the same era can tolerate her.

"By the way, kid, you said there was a deal between us," Ye Hao asked, referring to a mixed poem in a love poem written by his late father.

"I mean haha" Ye Hao wanted to die.

"Child, don't forget that I'm still in your body. I want to take something out of your consciousness. It's not a hand problem," he said to Ye Hao.

"Well, Auntie, you are so naughty, you can't forget my dad for many years," Mr. Ye said jokingly.

"I will never forget it for the rest of my life, but I ask you to write a love poem about your father for your mother, just out of curiosity," he turned and said with a smile.

Gradually, Ye Hao and Tao Zun also came together, and the tragic respect before was gradually led by Ye Hao.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a thousand years, no one is right, no one is wrong.

"Auntie, you have actually heard that love poem." Ye Hao said with a smile, "Really, I didn't lie to you, you really heard it."

"That's impossible," Circle said.

"To be honest, my father wrote me a love song of my mother, King of Kings," Ye Hao said to the king.

"really?"

"Can I lie to you?"

"Read it again."

Ye Hao smiled and said, "What's so easy to memorize? It's disgusting. I really don't know how Dad wrote it, but I can write such disgusting love poems.".

"Read it quickly, don't talk nonsense..." The Buddha taught Ye Hao.

"Ah, listen..." Ye Hao cleared his throat, preparing to recite the song "The King of Kings". "I have no choice but to deal with it calmly, being a big man, making a rainbow-like sword, shaking the wind and thunder in eight places," he said. "

"I have a thousand miles of mountains and rivers, I have a huge court, I am so domineering, I can intimidate 3000 people.". "