After fighting for a while, Gong Yeliang couldn't help but feel strange.
When a saint starts a war, the aftermath can easily destroy a star.
But he and that bitch saint had already fought nearly a hundred times, why didn't the star explode
In his busy schedule, he took the time to take a look.
- The big black dog put too much pressure on him, and he had no such leisure at all, but he couldn't help it. He was too curious now.
This sight made him so horrified that bile almost burst out.
Because he saw that Ling Han just raised his hand and pressed it, and the aftermath of his fight with the big black dog was confined to an area and could not spread out at all.
This... this is too strong.
Depend on!
He was going crazy. The Xuanling Star had been hidden in the world for hundreds of millions of years. It was just born today. It was about to prove the world and become the most powerful force in the world. How could it meet such a group of monsters
He was so panicked.
"Old man, don't you want to kill Mr. Dog? Come on, come on!" the big black dog said very meanly, then turned around and faced Gong Yeliang with his butt, "Look at my special move, I'll blind you!"
The iron underpants immediately emitted a ray of light, which was indescribably dazzling.
You know, this is sacred material, and the big black dog is a saint, so he can naturally make it into a sacred weapon.
The holy material already has strong defensive power, so the big black dog only needs to build its attack attributes.
And because of the cheapness of the big black dog, the only function of this sacred instrument is to shine.
Of course, ordinary light has no effect on a saint, but using holy materials to create this function and casting a holy vessel is completely different.
Even a saint would feel blinded by such light!
"Ah!" Gong Yeliang shouted, and then retreated quickly.
You are so special!
Tears flowed from his eyes, not because he was in pain or because he was aggrieved, but simply because he felt uncomfortable being exposed to the light.
-It can make a saint shed tears, which shows how dazzling this light is.
Gong Yeliang was angry and speechless. A piece of holy material actually created such a function in your hands!
How wasteful are you
How boring are you
Yes, he did shed tears, but it had no impact on his fighting ability.
Have you ever seen a saint whose fighting strength was greatly reduced because of tears
No!
Therefore, deliberately creating such a sacred weapon that can make people shed tears is completely aimed at disgusting people.
"Bitch, bitch!" Gong Yeliang was trembling with anger. Such a saint? I bother!
The big black dog laughed loudly: "As expected of Mr. Dog, he has created the most powerful holy weapon in the world!"
It kept shaking its buttocks, whizzing, whizzing, and streams of light shot out, burning the eyes to the point of blindness.
With such a fighting style, can anyone else find another one in the world
Even Ling Han and the others couldn't look straight at him, and felt that their views had been lowered to another level.
Ling Han couldn't help but think that he had asked the big black dog before how far it could lower the lower limit.
This is Lao Hei’s answer!
Ling Han raised his forehead with his hands. On the road of committing crimes, the big black dog had already conquered all the enemies. No one could surpass him, and there was no sign of looking back.
On the other side, Gong Yeliang was also about to vomit blood.
Although he is a three-star saint, he is much worse than the big black dog. Moreover, now that he is so angry that he loses control, his combat power has naturally been reduced a lot, and it is even less likely that he is the big black dog. opponent.
"Bitch, bitch, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" He was so angry that he finally couldn't help it. "Pfft", a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the sky.
The big black dog stopped, looked up at the sky, at a forty-five-degree angle, with its paws behind its back, and a look of loneliness on its face: "Who can make a saint so angry that he vomits blood and falls into a coma? Among the heroes of ancient and modern times, who is the best dog owner?"
This... is so shameless!
But thinking about it again, only the big black dog could make a saint vomit blood and fall into a coma.
"You are so mean!" Ling Han said sincerely.
He's nearly omnipotent, but in this regard, he really falls short.
"The humble saint lives up to his name." Xiao Qinglong was also impressed.
"Ang." Se Zhu also nodded.
"From now on, stay away from Old Sun." Brother Monkey also twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he was very afraid of the big black dog.
Being able to make the fearless Douzhan lineage feel timid, Da Laohei's life is really worth it.
The big black dog murmured and shook his head, why doesn't everyone in the world understand it
You know, it is easy to be mean for a while, but it is difficult to be mean for a lifetime.
Is it easy
The seven people from Xuanling Star had cold hands and feet and couldn't believe their eyes at all.
My own saint... was actually killed!
No, no, no, he's not dead, but as long as the big black dog makes up one mark, it's guaranteed that Gong Yeliang will be dead immediately.
Therefore, the big black dog is fully capable of killing Gong Yeliang.
You know, that monkey is also a saint.
There are actually two saints sitting on a small planet in a remote area.
This, this, this, if they didn't have a quasi-emperor, they would really be countrymen.
Buzz, at this moment, a terrifying aura swept past.
Immediately, Gong Yeliang woke up.
"Sir!" He knelt down halfway, feeling ashamed.
"It's not your fault, get up." A majestic voice came over.
"Thank you, Sir!" Gong Yeliang's face was filled with emotion.
"Sir!" The other seven people from Xuanling Star also had enthusiastic expressions.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you have ten saints, they have quasi-emperors.
With the word "Emperor", he can instantly kill all the saints.
A golden avenue spread from the distant star, and then a man wearing a golden brocade robe stood proudly and appeared in front of everyone.
He looked to be about thirty years old, tall and exuding indescribable majesty.
Quasi Emperor, Pu Jingtian.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, his gaze sweeping across, as if he could look directly into people's hearts, and there was no secret he could hide.
"Who killed my descendant?" He asked calmly. It seemed to be a casual sentence, but it seemed to be a supreme decree, making people want to kneel down to answer.
But who are the people on Siyuan Star
Have you seen too little of the quasi-emperor
What's more, Ling Han still has the fighting power of the Great Emperor.
Therefore, none of them responded to Pu Jingtian's momentum, and they ignored his interest.
this!
The quasi-emperor opened his mouth, but was ignored gracefully
The seven members of Xuanling Star were all furious: "You are so courageous, how dare you lose respect for my master!"
"Be punished!"
"The corpses were cut into pieces and the whole family was beheaded, but that can't atone for the crime!"
Pu Jingtian raised his hand, and immediately, the seven people shut their mouths.
His eyes were fixed on Ling Han, and his intuition told him that this was the center of everyone.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Ling Han shook his head and said with a smile: "This is the best of times, and it is also the worst of times."
Damn, the answer is wrong!
Pu Jingxin stared at Ling Han. After a while, he solemnly said: "Quasi Emperor?"
Damn, with his calm nature, he can't help but complain.