Chapter 3727

"Surrender to me, you live. Disobey me, you die

Kongmu's cold voice came into Jintu messenger's ear, which made Jintu messenger's body tremble. The law outside the body was like a small flame, and there was no movement after a few flashes.

"I... Submit!"

Jintu messenger lowered his head and relaxed his tight body.

He, the Ninth level God of creation, even has no chance to resist in front of a second level God of creation. How strong is the opponent?

Is this the second level God of creation?

"I'm afraid that the strong from the barren land, the Holy Lord, and what they are worried about have happened."

Jin Tu's messenger was shocked.

The 700000 regular troops he brought can absolutely sweep most of the territory of the Pantheon. Didn't think, was swallowed by a huge mouse, the mouse is still not enough, it is terrible.

"The power of the Lord."

The old man came forward and saluted respectfully. The smile on his face never diminished.

He had known for a long time that he could not help Kong Mu and big black rat with the help of these holy emperors.

No matter how many people come, the same result will be achieved.

"And you? Do you still want to fight? "

Kongmu calmly looked around at more than one million troops in the starry sky.

"Meet the Lord."

More than one million troops, under the leadership of their respective generals, were all subject.

Even his mother's Jintu emissary is not the enemy of others. Even 700000 regular troops have been swallowed by others. What else can he fight?

Do you want to die?

Beishan world, the home of Wang family.

Thirty thousand gods of nature were the ones who gathered their heads together. They all laughed bitterly and looked at their own army which was accepted by Kong mu for the second time. They also showed their anger one by one.

In the hall, in addition to Kong Mu and others, there is now another gold messenger.

Jintu emissary has returned to normal, his temperament is really extraordinary, but in front of kongmu, he still bows, lowers his head, and does not dare to be disrespectful.

"Show your best law once more." Kong Mu waved to the messenger of Jintu.

"Yes, Lord."

Jintu emissary immediately.

What he understood was the golden realm rule. Although it looked bright and sharp, it fell into Kong Mu's eyes, but he didn't even want to see it.

"Rubbish."

Rats give extremely accurate evaluation.

"Jintu emissary, do you understand your law or teach it from holy land?" Kong Mu asked.

"It's a gift from the holy land."

The messenger replied respectfully.

Kong Mu and the rat look at each other. Sure enough, everything here depends on the holy land.

Even the law is given by the holy land.

But these practitioners are very useful.

According to kongmu's observation, the level of the golden realm rule just used by the gold map emissary is not even the level of Hunyuan rule, or even the level of entering the mainstream. Isn't it a joke to use this rule against Kong mu?

"Sure enough, even the saint is inferior."

Kong Mu shook his head.

Such a half hanged saint, even if millions, is not enough for a rat.

When fighting with Xinghai Warcraft, Xinghai Warcraft is kongmu's strong enemy. However, rats can still eat hundreds of thousands of heads in one bite, which shows how strong the talent of rats is.

And now these half hanging saints?

Forget it, Kong Mu is too lazy to comment.

"Jintu Messenger, tell me what you think of me." Kong Mu asked suddenly.

Wang Chengkong was stunned by this.

Jintu's messenger frowned, but he was also an envoy. His cultivation was not enough, but his brain was enough. He soon understood what Kong Mu meant. Especially after he saw many ancient books and records placed in the hall, he knew more about them.

"Lord, I guess you're from the wilderness. Only in the barren land can a powerful God like you be born. "

Jintu messengers flatter.

"Say the reason." Kongmu direct road.

Jintu emissary said: "the aura of barren land is thin. No, compared with the central area, it's almost no aura. However, they are able to practice by themselves, understand the law and study the holy law. But it's very slow. Maybe there will not be a saint for millions of years. "

Kong Mu nodded.

What he said is similar to the chaotic world in his hometown.

If the talent is not good, let alone millions of years, even thousands of years, there is no way to preach and canonize.

"It's different here, where you can gain strength by praying to the holy land. As time goes on, no one will practice. So we are wary of the people in the wasteland and forbid them to come to the central area, because we also know our own weaknesses

As a member of the Western Pantheon, the messenger of Jintu knows a lot.

These were only recorded in some of the ancient books consulted before kongmu.

"Go on." Kongmu closed his eyes and listened.

Jintu's emissary swallowed his saliva and continued: "but it's said that there may be very powerful soldiers in the barren land. They may even threaten the Holy Land and the four forces. So as long as they come to the barren land in the central area, they will die."

"No wonder..."

The old man looked up and sighed.

He lived for more than half a million years.

"Where does your legend come from? Can you verify it?" Kongmu opened his eyes.

"Lord of the Pantheon, you know better than I do." The messenger replied.

After communicating with kongmu for a few words, he understood that the answer kongmu wanted must be simple and clear, so he answered directly, not roundabout.

What he saw and heard was only occasionally heard, but not really seen.

Therefore, if Kong Mu really wants to understand all this, he can only find the Lord of the Pantheon.

"How strong he is." Kong Mu light way.

"Better than me." Jintu messenger arched his hand and said, "the holy law and the law are better than me."

"Be more specific." Said the rat displeased.

As soon as the messenger's face changed, he still remembered the ferocity of the rat. He said: "the Lord of the pavilion is the half step God Emperor. If I fight with the Lord of the pavilion, I can take 13 breaths at most."

The answer is clear.

That is to say, the Lord of the pavilion is not enough for a rat to eat.

"Let your Lord come here."

After Kong Mu left a word, he went to the secret room again.

The messenger of Jintu is speechless.

If he asks people to come, will they come?

"Messengers, the Lord is so powerful that he can sweep the whole central area. You are always close to the holy land. You should know what kind of strong people are in the holy land, right? Do you think there is anyone stronger than the Lord in this world? "

Seeing that the messenger of Jintu hesitated, the old man of xuanlang knew the way of love.

"Well."

The messenger nodded.

He naturally knew the difference between his own strength and that of Kong Mu and big black rat.

It was one day, one place.

"Messenger, I have an idea." Wang Chengkong suddenly said with a smile.

In the secret room, kongmu and rat practice and communicate at the same time.

"Even if this cabinet leader comes here, I'm afraid he's also a puppet. The person who really controls behind his back should be in the holy land." Kong Mu said.

"Yes, no one in any holy land is deceiving. Now I have changed my mind. I suspect that the whole four forces are puppets." The big black rat cracked his mouth and laughed.

Because, this is not impossible!