"Are you ordering me?" Gong Hanyu glanced at the Master of the Yang Temple, and with just this glance, the Master of the Yang Temple was so frightened that his heart was broken. It was as if he was being pushed into an abyss. If he didn't crawl hard, he would be trapped for the rest of his life. Don't even think about it.
The master of Yangshen Temple knelt down in front of Gong Hanyu without hesitation, as humble as a dog.
"Sir, there is a misunderstanding. How dare I give orders to you?"
He buried his head deeply, his whole body soaked with sweat.
He knows better than anyone how terrifying the descendants are, especially the two in front of him, who are no longer as powerful as they can imagine.
"Hahahaha..." Qin Yitian laughed, "Look at your appearance now. You are no different from a dog. You only wag your tail and beg for mercy. Don't you feel pathetic?"
But the words just fell.
Qin Yitian's expression was stiff, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body was violently bombarded by gravity and hit the ground with a roar.
The speed is so fast that people can't even see how it is done.
"Aboriginal, you talk a lot of nonsense."
Gong Hanyu stood there, but twisted his wrist. It was obviously his hand that had moved just now.
And the speed is so fast that no one can catch it.
"Father… "
Qin Feng panicked, but was held back by Han Bikong, "Don't go out. Even if you go out, it will be of no use and you won't be able to save your father at all."
"Damn it." Qin Feng was unwilling to give in because he was too weak. If he could be stronger, he wouldn't be as helpless as he is now.
Ahem!
Qin Yitian, who was blasted to the ground, did not die, but coughed and spurted blood.
The heavy blow just now did not kill him. If he had not prepared in advance and blessed himself with more than a dozen kinds of body protection magic weapons, the blow just now might have really killed him.
"Qin Feng, don't be impulsive, your father is not dead." Han Bikong said softly.
Qin Feng calmed down and thought about what to do to solve the immediate danger.
However, in the end, there was nothing we could do.
In the face of absolute strength, any method is useless.
Strategies can only be effective when the gap is small.
Song Wu looked a little confused. How could the person who was standing next to him just now be blasted to the ground in the blink of an eye? He didn't even react.
Is he really that strong
He now wants to ask the deputy marshal, when will your senior brother arrive? I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on any longer.
When he came back to his senses, a figure appeared in front of him, and it was the terrifying descendant.
"It's interesting. When no one came out, you dared to be the first to come out and face us. You, a native, have some ideas. Tell me, why?" Gong Hanyu approached the other party and whispered in his ear.
Although he didn't take action, these words sounded like a sound of terror to Song Wu's ears, lingering in his heart and unable to dissipate for a long time.
"I...I." Song Wu was so scared and nervous that he began to stutter when speaking.
"Don't be nervous." Gong Hanyu smiled and looked at the poor native in front of him jokingly, "Tell me how confident you are. Why do you, such a humble native, dare to come out first and act arrogant in front of me?"
Song Wu wanted to curse, go too far, and bully others. Although he didn't do anything, the tone of his words was scary.
However, he remembered his identity.
He is a navy man.
A representative of justice and peace.
Now that people have been attacked at the doorstep, how can I be afraid? The deputy marshal's senior brother is still behind them to support them, let alone be afraid.
"good."
Song Wu roared so loudly that Gong Hanyu was stunned.
"Listen carefully, our navy is indeed no match for you, but our deputy marshal's senior brother is already on his way here."
"As long as he arrives, all of you who have descended will feel what true terror is."
When Song Wu said these words, the courage that had been frightened returned.
He felt that the descendants were not so invincible, and there were people on his side who were the opponents of the descendants.
"Hahahahaha..."
Suddenly, laughter broke out.
The master of Yangshen Temple laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath, then pointed at Song Wu and looked down.
"I see, you actually have such thoughts. Could it be that you saw Robin and learned that someone can kill the descendants, so you are so confident?"
Then his tone changed and became sarcastic.
"Tell you ignorant guys, do you know the origins of these two adults standing in front of you?"
"They are the world-level experts who have just arrived. Don't you understand what world-level experts are? Then you must listen carefully."
"That is a realm more powerful than the Emperor Heaven Realm."
The master of Yangshen Temple is really about to die laughing, but there are still people who have such hope.
Ignorant, really ignorant.
"What?"
The marines who were hiding below were shocked when they heard this. They were full of hope and suddenly felt darkness ahead.
They know the division of strength among the descendants.
Tao realm, emperor heaven realm.
These are the two realms.
There is nothing in the Tao realm. The strong men outside their domain also have the peak of the Tao realm and can stand shoulder to shoulder with the descendants.
But the Emperor Heaven Realm is extremely powerful and has long been beyond the reach of them.
Later, I learned through Zhiniao that someone could kill the descendants of the Emperor Heaven Realm, and that person was the deputy marshal's senior brother, so Duiyang Temple led the descendants here.
They have the confidence to fight back.
But something is wrong now. The descendants who came this time actually have two world realms, and they are still beyond the realm of Emperor Heaven.
How to resist this
Han Bikong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't contact his senior brother.
He was originally full of hope for his senior brother, but when he heard the other party say this, he knew that this was no longer something that his senior brother could fight against.
"You..." Song Wu stared with round eyes, unable to believe it.
How could this be
Is it true or false
The void in the distance.
Jingsheng was hidden in the endless void, his brows furrowed, "There is no strong man, so where does the uneasiness come from?"
Although he was not with Gong Hanyu and the others, he followed behind.
If you don’t understand, you have to understand.
What is it that makes people feel so uneasy
From before to now, no strong person has appeared.
Even the strongest one had been blasted into the ground by Gong Hanyu and lost his combat effectiveness.
What exactly is that...
"Hey, brother, let me ask you something. Have you seen a group of hateful descendants passing by here?"
Jingsheng trembled all over, and a bead of sweat suddenly fell slowly from his reflective bald head.
what's the situation
Didn't even notice it.
Who is the person behind him putting his arm on his shoulder? What is his origin
In an instant, countless questions flooded my mind.
But Jingsheng is also a person who has seen big scenes. He calmed down his heart, clasped his hands, turned his head, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I dare to ask the donor what you are doing."
"So you're a monk." Lin Fan looked him up and down, "Hey, why do I feel like you look a bit like the bald donkey I beat to death last time?"
"Don't be nervous, I'm joking. My backer is Sanqing. Buddhism and Taoism are from the same family, so we have some connections. I won't beat you, just don't be afraid. I'm a very good person."
"Now I'm looking for a group of abominable descendants."
"You don't know, I'm going crazy. I've almost circled the entire Upper Dome Territory, but I can't find it. Now it's just here. Have you seen it?"
Lin Fan was a little speechless. Next time he would definitely let the robin find out the location, otherwise he might really get away with it.
Jingsheng blinked and couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but he still managed to understand.
"I see, this benefactor, if you said a group of abominable descendants, the poor monk actually saw them, not far ahead. How about the benefactor go and take a look."
The words just fell.
He saw this inexplicable guy approaching him, sniffing with the tip of his nose.
"Monk, the smell on your body is a bit unpleasant. It's very similar to the monk I beat to death. Are you an Adventer?"
Hearing this, Jingsheng felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't escape after all
Is this a calamity calculated with just a few fingers
No, my fate is up to me.
"Donor, monks don't lie. The poor monk is indeed a descendant, but the poor monk is different from other descendants. This time he went to the lower realm to save the common people and prevent them from suffering." Jingsheng's expression was calm, but his tone was serious. A feeling of proving yourself.
"Oh, it seems that you are very different from other descendants." Lin Fan said with a smile.
Jing Sheng smiled and clasped his hands together, "Donor, this is a bad statement. There is no difference between the upper world and the lower world. The only difference is a heart."
"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction, "Although I don't know what you are talking about, it sounds interesting."
Then he patted Jingsheng on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, don't be afraid. I won't beat you. See if you're a good monk. Keep up the good work, but don't be led astray, otherwise I will beat you to death." .”
"Thank you so much for your kind words, the poor monk will keep them in mind." Jingsheng nodded.
The words just fell.
Lin Fan attacked directly forward. It seemed that he was in front, which was easy to find.
"Huh!" Jing Sheng saw Lin Fan leaving and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Who is this?"
His heart was pounding, and he appeared silently behind him. When he met him, he realized that the other person's ability and strength seemed a bit terrifying.
Wouldn't this be his own disaster
After counting again, the disaster has indeed dissipated, but it has not completely disappeared.
"No, we have to see what happens below."
Jingsheng did not leave, but sat and waited for what happened next.
at this time.
The navy members are in desperate situation.
I was still thinking that if the deputy marshal's senior brother came, there would be no problem.
But looking at the current situation, even if it comes, it will be of no use.
"Hahahaha... How about it? Do you feel hopeless? Do you really think there is still hope? Let me tell you, there is no more." The master of Yangshen Temple smiled wildly.
Sudden!
A voice came through.
"Grandpa, you idiots, please give me a good meal. Junior brother, where are you? Did you hear what I shouted earlier? If so, why don't you contact me?"
Lin Fanren hasn't arrived yet, but the curses have already been heard.
A bunch of turtle sons.