Of course, they also hate it, especially Monks and Saints! He hated it. He couldn't have calculated that Yu Yue could survive being exiled by the whirlpool in space under the divine spell in his body, and he also brought back a bunch of strong men that his descendants could not resist... Completely It ruined the grand plan planned by the Divine Relics for countless thousands of years!
He even regretted that the five powerful men of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth did not listen to what he said. If they had captured and killed the creature who had a symbiotic contract with Yu Yue earlier, how could they have caused the disaster today!
"Little beast... I can't eat your meat while I'm alive. I will turn into a ghost and chase your soul when I die!" Monk Sheng yelled sadly, but in the next moment... he was directly photographed by Yu Yue...
The real dragon young man finally managed to grab a head that was about to be obtained... but was snatched away by Yu Yue, but he still had nothing to say.
"Senior Monk Saint, it's been a long time." Yu Yue pinched Monk Saint's neck and lifted up his half-inch body that was only five feet away. His smile was as warm as ever: "How come your cultivation is still so bad? Your Buddha won't help you. You."
"You little beast, kill me if you want! How can you humiliate me!"
If Monk Sheng were to put this on the ground... he wouldn't even be able to hit Yu Laosi when he jumped up. Yu Laoer was so good! But even if this guy was captured now, he would still be in fierce flames, and then...he forgot that the person in front of him was not only the remaining saints of the Gods Continent, but also the Young Emperor of the True Dragon Clan!
As soon as he finished speaking, a crutch pierced his right chest! A wisp of dragon energy raged wildly along the monk's meridians! This means that Ao Yutang doesn't want to kill him, otherwise... he still has to do it? One sneeze was enough to kill this holy monk tens of thousands of times.
The Dragon Clan...never believe that a gentleman never takes revenge even after ten years. They, the real dragons, always seek revenge day and night!
"It's a pickled thing. I think death is not the most terrible thing. What do you think?"
Ao Muyan flicked her slightly sharp but beautiful nails. At this moment...this gentle and dignified woman...ahem, the female dragon, the two sparkling and lovely horns on her forehead seemed to have turned into devil's tips. horn…
"Yu Sheng...the war is supposed to end until death. Now...now that I have been defeated, I want you to die quickly! If you are tortured...I may lose your reputation as Yu Sheng and destroy the reputation of the Dragon Clan."
To be honest... Monk Sheng was scared, and he was just asking for death. Otherwise...every living creature in the entire continent of gods would not want to be eaten alive by him!
But as soon as he said these words... the saints of the Gods Continent looked strange... Yu Laosi, the fourth son of Hai Pavilion, the male dragon known as Yu Sheng, when had he ever cared about his reputation? Especially Xixing Sheng coughed unconsciously, what Yu Sheng had done to him!
Which creature who cares about prestige can do such a thing!
As for the two dragon emperors...including the one hundred and eight real dragon thugs, and Ao Aojiao, the dragon emperor who was almost caught by Ling Yi, his face was even weirder. Wasn't the reputation of the dragon clan earned by fighting? ? And...when did the Dragon Clan ever care about this?
"What's your reputation? What's your reputation? What Senior Monk Saint said makes sense."
But Yu Yue nodded seriously, and his smile became gentler! Haoyang has already turned his head away. The scene that follows...may be a bit bloody. Alas... Xiaoyu, there is a fire in his heart, and this fire needs to be vented.
"Yu Sheng, what is the request of this saint..." The monk smiled proudly. At this time, he seemed to have returned to the appearance of a compassionate monk. It's just that his appearance was only five feet and half an inch away, and his bald head was covered with The appearance of the small dark green scales... really made Yu Yue very uncomfortable.
then! Before Monk Sheng could finish speaking, a shoe about size 42 stepped directly on his face! For a moment, scales mixed with flesh, blood and bones were flying around!
Yu Yue kicked him one after another in front of all the saints on the Gods Continent, in front of the three dragon emperors and the one hundred and eight true dragon descendants! Both feet and feet stepped on the monk's big B face with 100% accuracy!
One tooth, two teeth, several teeth!
Finally... amidst the miserable screams and chirping sounds of the monks and saints, the dignified monks and saints! He was trampled to death by Yu Yue in the void! The extremely weak soul that flew out of his head was also captured by Yu Yue...
"Bah bang bang!"
Stomp on the soul again! After finishing the matter, Yu Yue put the monk's soul into the Poseidon Trident and told the three-headed dragon: "Hit it into the smoke! Just don't kill him."
"Okay!"
And then... Yu Yue turned around and wiped the blood from the soles of his feet on the monk's body. Then with a flick of his finger, a pale spark fell on the monk's body. The pale flame suddenly evaporated intensely, burning the body of the monk. The bodies of the monks and saints were burned!
In the pale white firelight, Yu Yue turned around and looked at the many silent creatures: "What's wrong, seniors, do I... have flowers on my face?"
All living beings: "→_→"
"Young Emperor, this... is too much..."
"But it is indeed the style of my dragon clan. Next time if any idiot can't open his eyes... I will definitely try it! After all, it feels very pleasurable to trample a living creature to death by stepping on his face."
"Yes, yes, the demons don't open their eyes. How many games can we play then?"
"also…"
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One hundred and eight true dragon descendants...actually they are also strong men, and there was a lot of laughter and discussion for a while! As for the saints in the Gods Continent... they all think it would be good for this holy monk to die! If Monk Saint falls into their hands... they may not be any more calm than Yu Yue!
"boom!"
At this moment...a huge fire dragon looked up to the sky and roared! The cultivation of the tenth level of the Sixteenth Level Heavenly Lord Realm was so shocking that the entire Gods Continent was trembling! I saw that Ao Aojiao was a little anxious. He immediately wanted to dig out the thing from the shell! Then he would trample his face to death!
The kind that is stepped on with dragon claws!
He really didn't expect this statue to be so strong, so... Ao Aojiao was exuding hot real dragon fire. The terrifying dragon body suddenly shrank, and the golden statue was strangled! And that Ling Yi also swept out from the forehead of the statue!
In an instant... one hundred and eight real dragons surrounded him, and Ao Aojiao transformed into a human form again. He still felt that... when the human form stepped on this guy's face... it felt more pleasurable.
As for Ling Yi... seeing all the tribesmen with their heads pinched in the claws of real dragons, facing all the powerful men on the Gods Continent, and facing three mighty seventeenth-level gods, he also Facing one hundred and eight real dragons, he couldn't look gloomy.
I saw him stretching out his right hand, gently patting the folds of the dragon robe on his body, and then... his cultivation shook and shattered the dragon robe! Yu Yue's heart tightened. Could this guy... have any last resort?
"Everyone...be careful!"
Haoyang has also fought to the death with Ling Yisheng, so he naturally knows how terrifying this guy is! But the Three Emperors of the Dragon Clan disagreed. He was only in the sixteenth level of Lingtian Realm, what kind of trouble was he worthy of causing?
Ao Yutang winked, and Ao Ao understood anxiously, but just when he was about to trample Ling Yi to death, Ling Yi suddenly knelt in the void!
"Dear Dragon Clan Great Masters... I... I am a slave under the throne of the Five Elements God. I have never had any grievances or grievances with the Dragon Clan! I don't know that this world is the homeland of the Young Emperor. I really don't know!
Therefore, it is useful to collide with the mighty power of the Dragon Clan. I know a lot of secrets about God. I still have sixteen levels of cultivation. I am willing to atone for the sins of being a slave to the Dragon Clan forever! If you want the power of the Dragon Clan, just ask the Young Emperor to accept Ling Nu! "
Sentient beings: "..."
Isn't this changing too quickly? Did you just think that this guy was going to fight to the death? Now...what is this for?
"Ouch, call me uncle..." Yu Yue dodged the void with the strong smell of blood in front of him...
"Ao Aojiao, don't be so upset that your tongue is not straight, what are you doing!"
"Crush him to death. I'm a little disgusted. By the way, I'll keep the soul. After searching for the soul, I'll raid their lair. What I get... I'll give it to the one hundred and eight senior dragons."
With that said... Yu Yue stepped out of the void with Ao Yutang, Ao Muyan, the creatures in the master's sect, and the saints from the Gods Continent.
In an instant... all the creatures in the formation stood up and knelt down on one knee. The voices of the 500,000 soldiers and other creatures moved in an unusually unified manner.
"Welcome to Saint Yu! Welcome to me, the Holy Emperor of the Continent of Gods! Welcome to Senior Dragon Clan!"
The sound is shocking! There is sadness in the killing, but also the bloodiness after bathing in blood! Looking at Ao Yutang, he couldn't help but nod: "Good sergeant, good military spirit! Although the Continent of the Gods is the lower realm, the creatures are by no means ordinary!
Xiao Yuyue, which creature is commanding this sergeant? I want to see this creature! "
But Yu Yue looked at a high platform. On the high platform... there was a battle flag that had already stopped with the wind. He knew this battle flag. It belonged to Zhuge Hei!
However, there was no figure of Zhuge Hei on the high platform at this time. There was only... a spiritual shed set up on the spot, in which... Zhuge Hei's reserved aura...
"Grandpa Yutang, that's my brother. Later...I'll take him to see you." Yu Yue gritted his teeth, and then turned into a spiritual light and floated towards the tomb.
"You're back?"
In front of the dark coffin, Long Yichang couldn't kneel down. Why should he accompany the military advisor? Firstly, because he is more suitable to be the strategist's leg than Peng Xiao, and secondly... because of the symbiotic contract between him and Yu Yue.
"I'm back."
Yu Yue knelt beside Long Yi, took out a cigarette and lit it in front of the coffin: "Xiao Hei has an innate Taoist body, is smarter than me, and doesn't go to the battlefield to fight. How could he... fall?"
"Because you are not here, and because we are incompetent... the military advisor... saved the entire continent by himself." Long Yi looked at Yu Yue, his eyes full of sadness. If he could... he would even die for Mousheng!
Then, Long Yi told Yu Yue everything about what happened after Yu Yue was exiled from the space vortex. At this time, in front of Zhuge Hei's coffin, the words came out of Long Yi's mouth and entered Yu Yue's ears. What he was telling was a A true sorcerer who used his mortal body to turn the tide.
