Chapter 1837

There is no heavenly king, light year.

An extremely mysterious heavenly king in the cloud world is a great guest of the Changsheng family. His origin is unknown. He is an expert who appeared after the formation of the cloud world. He has been practicing in the ancestral land of the Changsheng family for a long time and rarely appeared. Unexpectedly, he came directly to the real Phoenix world this time.

No heavenly king, known as no, means that any ancient martial arts will lose its effect in front of him.

Where he exists, the operation will lose its function.

Everyone trembled and dared not breathe.

Needless to say, the existence standing at the peak of countless dimensions can be said to be invincible.

The king of heaven looked at Yang Ping and said, "leave your arm. You can die."

Don't give Yang Ping a chance to speak.

Yang Ping turned pale and said with a dry smile, "I don't know what the elder wants?"

The heavenly king could not frown and said coldly, "you don't need to say much. You know what I want. The mark of wujialing, you mole ants have no effect. You cut off your arm and explode your body. I don't have to investigate."

Nima, they all explode and pursue wool. Yang Ping realized the strength of the heavenly king and didn't give you a chance to explain.

Changsheng invincible is silent. Although guangnian is the guest Qing of Changsheng family, he is not qualified to speak. Unless he reaches the realm of heavenly king, he will look up to the heavenly king. Otherwise, there are mole ants under the heavenly king.

Ji Ruxue couldn't bear Yang Ping's death. She stood up and said respectfully, "I can't help the king. I'm Ji Ruxue, the closed disciple of the king of ice and snow. Please give him a way to live. He doesn't know where to offend you."

Pooh!

Ji Ruxue was badly hurt, flew sideways, fell to the ground and fainted.

The king of heaven said coldly, "if it weren't for the face of ice and snow, I would be a dead man."

The audience was silent.

No one dares to speak again.

However, the people looked at Yang Ping with pity. If they offended the king of heaven, they would die. These people may not be promoted to the king of heaven or even the realm of heaven all their life. Genius only has potential, which does not mean that they are bound to become the king of heaven.

Wang Xue and Liu Qingyue dare not speak directly. They can't believe that the heavenly king can destroy their family with one hand.

People were jealous of Yang Ping's luck before. They had such a good relationship with Wu Lin. Wu Lin's strength was the strongest among them. Now the plot is reversed. It's very funny that Wu Lin dragged Yang Ping down.

Yang Ping was unlucky enough to die without any benefit.

It's a pity.

But there's no way.

Whoever the heavenly king wants to die, he has to die.

This is the law.

It's also fate.

At the level of the king of heaven, it can be said to be fate, and no one can resist it.

Yang Ping was silent.

His silence was seen by the public as a confession of defeat. Only suicide can atone for his sin. Otherwise, it would be more painful than death in the hands of the king of heaven.

"I disagree."

Suddenly, a sentence shocked everyone. Yang Ping looked up with firm eyes and said in a deep voice, "you are the king of heaven, high above the world, and I am just a mole ant in your eyes. But all living beings are equal. Why do you say let me die, I have to die?"

Si Si.

The crowd took a breath and looked at Yang Ping strangely.

Is this boy crazy?

Dare to disobey the king's order.

The king couldn't see a cold flash in his eyes and said indifferently, "I can make your life worse than death. I didn't expect you to dare to disobey me. No matter who you are, where you come from and what kind of people support you, I will pull away your three souls and make you suffer for life."

Yang Ping frowned and was angry. He had not seen the heavenly king, but he didn't want to be so overbearing. Die easily.

"Do you mean I have no other choice?"

Yang Ping asked softly.

No response.

Because the promise is obvious.

"All right."

Yang Ping sighed and couldn't look at the heavenly king. His eyes became hot.

Wang Xue shed tears and Liu Qingyue was in pain.

Is Yang Ping, who accompanied him all the way, dying?

He is a good man with a low profile. He shouldn't die like this.

But if you offend the king of heaven, no one in heaven or earth can save you.

What should I do?

Wang Xue and Liu Qingyue obviously feel the injustice of fate. Why do so good people want to die and so kind people want to be killed?

God has no eyes!

Fate is unfair!

But what?

They were silent. Instead of gloating, they felt a touch of sadness. In front of the heavenly king, no matter what genius you are or what celestial realm you are, they are mole ants that die with a slap.

Yang Ping relaxed and made a gesture of invitation.

Everyone was stunned.

They don't know what that means.

If it's normal, people must understand, but now their heads are paste.

Unable to overlook the heavenly king, he smiled indifferently.

"Please!"

It was a gesture to ask for war.

People were almost scared to death.

Changsheng invincible's pupils tightened and looked at Yang Ping in great shock. This was his first shock. Even Wu Lin's appearance was just marveling at his powerful talent, but it didn't mean that his combat effectiveness must surpass himself.

But Yang Ping couldn't say "please" to the heavenly king, which meant fighting.

A mole ant who didn't reach the emperor of heaven said to the king of heaven, World War I!

This kind of spirit, this kind of fighting spirit, is invincible for life.

This courage, this confidence, no one has ever heard of.

In front of the heavenly king, you can only kneel down,

No one dares to disobey.

Yang Ping's face was calm. Looking at the king of heaven, he said, "I want a war."

How about the heavenly king?

It's just people.

How about the heavenly king?

But World War I.

How about the heavenly king?

battle with heaven and earth.

Yang Ping has never been afraid of anyone or lost anyone since he was born. Since the heavenly king wants him to die, it's better to fight.

In this war, he will show his true self.

In this war, he will announce to everyone that the real Yang Ping is back.

A mysterious smell came out of him, and Yang Ping was full of fighting spirit.

South China Sea.

The waves are surging.

A man in a green shirt stood on the edge of the cliff and watched the tide rise and fall quietly. Suddenly, he looked in the direction of Dayao Mountain and exclaimed, "Lei Feng, I really convince you at this moment. If your descendant can win this war, he will be famous forever."

Although the little secret place of Dayaoshan is very secret, Li zhishou once entered the cloud world and despised the style of the cloud world. He returned to the world of mortals for cultivation. His strength not only did not retreat, but went further.

Today, Li zhishou has reached the strongest in history.

He can see through the dimension and see the scene of Dayaoshan.

When Yang Ping couldn't ask for war with the king of heaven, Li zhishou felt that he sighed in his heart, did he have the courage to challenge the king of heaven?

After comparison, Li zhishou found that everyone underestimated the descendant of Wu Jialing.

Because predecessors are too dazzling, Wu Gang, Wu Ming, Lei Feng and Hong Xiang are all famous strong men. Everyone suppresses an era.

Li zhishou felt that no one could surpass them.

So even if Yang Ping once showed his transcendent talent and combat effectiveness, Li zhishou just took a more look and didn't think it was great.

Because he himself represents greatness.

The first person in the world of mortals!

Great enough.

But at the moment when Yang Ping declared war, Li zhishou understood that from now on, if Yang Ping is still alive, it means that he fully inherits the inheritance of Wu Jialing and wants to create an era.