Luo Yi stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the old man coldly.
"I don't care who you are, even if someone from the Heavenly Temple comes, you have to obey." The old man winked and took a step forward with the Half-Step God King in his hand.
"boom!"
All twenty-one shackles were broken, and there was even a faint trend of fusion, as if they were about to merge with the shackles of the avenue. Thunder snakes were surrounded by his sleeves and robes, and a terrifying violent thunder law kept blasting towards Luo Yi.
"Bet against him, or I'll crush you now."
The other thugs also stepped forward, and more than a dozen shackles appeared in the sky above each of them.
"It looks like you have good strength, but it's a pity why you want to take the shortcut in life?"
Luo Yi took a step forward. Although the chaos was not revealed, the half-step God King suddenly took a step back.
So strong!
He frowned: "Who are you?"
"Heavenly Temple, Yang Biao."
! ! !
The half-step god king looked stunned.
Temple of Heaven!
Damn it, why was he so unlucky to meet someone from the Celestial Temple so quickly?
The next moment, he immediately knelt down:
"The great Lord God is above, I know my fault. He has deceived us all this. He said that as long as we scare people, one month will give us a million years of cultivation and lifespan."
"I just got carried away, please forgive me for being rude!"
The half-step God King knelt down, and other thugs also knelt down:
"We have also been deceived by this old gambler. I hope Lord God will notice clearly!"
"I realize my mistake, and I hope Lord God will forgive me..."
The old man in immortal robe snorted coldly: "The Temple of Heaven?"
"As far as I know, the people in the Heavenly Temple are either trapped in the Holy Mountain of Chaos, or they are plundering the resources of the four immortal realms. Do you think they are the gods of your Heavenly Temple?"
"It's just bragging!"
The next moment, he looked at the kneeling thug:
"This is fake, a bunch of idiots."
"Beat him into a cripple, and I will reward you with ten million years of cultivation. If you let him make a bet with me, I will reward you with twenty million years of cultivation and longevity."
Fake, fake?
The half-step god king who was kneeling on the ground raised his head.
He didn't act immediately.
No one who can become a half-step god king is an idiot!
This man was so inconspicuous before that he didn't know his specific strength at all, but the hand he showed just now made his heart tremble and he was simply unmatched.
This person must not be offended!
The next moment, he slapped the old man into the ground.
Then, he flattered and stepped forward: "Dear Lord God, this old man is just a man who deceives the public with his lies, and he also has a very cool name, called Saint of Destiny, which sounds weird to people." of."
"If you see that he is unhappy, kill him now!"
Luo Yi did not want to kill anyone. He waved his hand to dismiss everyone: "If I see you staying with these opportunistic people again, I will never forgive you."
"get out!"
The thugs looked happy and then retreated one after another.
Luo Yi came to the Saint of Destiny in one step:
"Old man, tell me, from which gutter did you crawl out these cancerous tumors, causing such harm to all peoples? Did you ever expect that you would end up like this?"
Today was the first time he had dealt with the Destiny Saints. He had also heard from Yue Wu before that there was such a group of people called Destiny Saints wreaking havoc in the Four Immortal Realms.
They did nothing but gamble with passers-by on their cultivation and lifespan... Many immortal kings died tragically in the wild overnight, and many gods and people were separated from their wives.
The old man glanced at Luo Yi: "Harm all the people? You don't understand the meaning of the four words Destiny Saint."
"We seem to be gambling, but in fact we are giving people a hope. Ordinary people can only rely on hard work to gain cultivation and life span. This has caused many people to spend a lot of time on enlightenment, and they are troubled and unable to move forward in one realm."
"I believe you have had this experience too, right?"
There was a hint of pity in his tone, which made Luo Yi very unhappy.
"This is not the reason for you to harm everyone!"
The old man shook his head and said: "No, you are wrong. We did not harm anyone, but provided an opportunity to break through the shackles of the realm with a small loss and a minimum loss."
"This mission is sacred and glorious!"
He was getting more and more excited as he spoke.
Luo Yi interrupted him with a slap: "I asked you to explain honestly, but I didn't ask you to show off."
"Tell me, did you climb out of that gutter?"
The old man wanted to argue, but the moment he made eye contact with Luo Yi, he immediately stopped. But he twisted his neck and was unwilling to say anything.
"It seems like you won't shed tears when you see the coffin."
Luo Yi directly kicked his chest to pieces, leaving him hanging with only one breath left.
"Ahem, just kill me. You want me to tell you the location of the Holy City of Destiny? You're dreaming!"
The old man still has a trace of a strong character and would rather die than surrender.
Luo Yi still wanted to take action, but was interrupted by a voice:
"Biao'er, stop."
Luo Yi looked up and couldn't help but frown.
The person who came was none other than Yang Dingtian.
Behind him followed twenty gods of heaven, and a boy, the Golden Handed Child Immortal. His eyes were covered by a red gauze, his head was braided, and he carried a white crossbow on his back.
mystery!
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Old man, didn't you go back to Tianshen Island?"
"Why are you back so soon?"
Yang Dingtian glanced at the dying Saint of Destiny, and then looked at Luo Yi:
"Biao'er, didn't you go to Wuliang Palace?"
Luo Yi frowned, and then briefly explained the matter of Wuliang Palace.
He's not hiding anything.
These are not meant for Yang Dingtian, but for these heavenly gods.
Before Yang Dingtian could speak, the golden-handed child immortal said: "It turns out that the Holy Infant of Chaos is the master of Wuliang Palace and the son of Luo Tian. It's really interesting."
"Yang Dingtian, they followed us into the Holy Mountain of Chaos, so you don't have to go in."
The next moment, he came out of the sky with twenty imperial gods.
Luo Yi looked at Yang Dingtian doubtfully:
"he is?"
Yang Dingtian said: "The only remaining god of light in the entire Celestial Realm, the Holy Son of Light, he is carrying the Holy Crossbow of Light. In order to save Xiao, the Celestial Temple specially invited this great god."
"Don't worry, Xiaotian will be fine!"
The only one, the God of Light?
Luo Yi was stunned.
The next moment, he looked sharply at Chaos Holy Mountain.
His son is saved!
Suddenly, the old man who was stepped on by Luo Yi let out a low voice:
"The footsteps of the Saints of Light will surely travel throughout the entire Immortal Realm. Greed and destiny are intertwined. You will eventually know our Lord's intentions. If you have nothing to do, you can come to the Holy City of Destiny to gamble."
As the voice fell, the old man's breath began to disappear...
Luo Yi looked intently.
There was a hint of coldness and contempt in this voice, which was not like that of the old man.
"You are the master of these bed bugs..."
Luo Yi wanted to ask something else, but was directly interrupted by Yang Dingtian:
"The Holy City of Destiny is not a bug, it is also a pinnacle force in the old land. Do you know how terrifying the Holy City of Destiny was in the past?"
"From the king of gods to the common people, they all have an inexplicable connection with the Saint of Destiny."
