"That's fake… "
"I still have something to say to Lord Yale..."
"You can't kill..."
Godhead is broken.
Soul shattered.
The moment Yehui's godhead was crushed, his pupils turned gray, and the whole person fell directly from the void without the slightest anger.
This is the extraterritorial void...
No one knows where he will fall.
It can be said…
This is the dead body!
The old man didn't even look at Yehui, and he didn't listen to everything he said.
all fake!
The traitor also wanted to go undercover with them.
Really funny.
Did he think that the people of the extraterritorial Protoss were all fools
The demon saint and the eight-winged old man in the distance were all stunned.
Kamito killed Yehui.
Aren't they accomplices
Only Venerable Lingbao didn't have any surprise in his eyes, and some things were taken for granted.
The message was sent by him.
He sent this message because of this scene.
This angel can't live!
He said that Jesus could not save him by fighting.
As for who Jesus is...
Venerable Lingbao does not know.
He just listened to Ye Zichen talking about it, and he remembered it when he thought it was cool.
"The ants of the era..."
The old god who killed Yehui shouted across the air, looking at his appearance, he had no intention of fighting.
He just followed the person next to him and stood 100 meters away.
"In the face of absolute strength, any trick is useless. God Race, finally set your era..."
"I… "
The Great Emperor Qiao had a great temper.
These grandsons couldn't get out of the door they were beaten when they were outside the realm, and they were quite able to talk nonsense at this time.
Right hand flick...
Hidden Dragon Sword unsheathed.
"do not go."
Venerable Lingbao stretched out his hand, and the demon saint next to him also signaled the Great Emperor Biao not to move.
Their purpose is to keep the Era safe.
Not killing the enemy.
Now the difficulty of the era has been resolved, and the two gods have no sign of wanting to do it.
They don't need to go to unnecessary trouble.
neither knows…
Are there any other ambush behind them.
"Hmph, this kind of talker, really... Killing them also dirty my sword."
With another wave of his hand, the Hidden Dragon Sword returned to its scabbard.
As everyone knows…
The two gods were frightened by the swing of his sword just now.
Seeing him retract the sword, the expressions of the two gods improved slightly.
At the same time, Venerable Lingbao also spoke up…
"I wish you success!"
"Humph!"
The gods retreated.
The elites of the demon race and Venerable Lingbao waited for a long time to make sure that there were no foreign enemies around, and then they began to prepare to return to the era.
The eight-winged old man stared straight at the place where Ye Hui died and couldn't stop sighing.
Pity!
I have seen big children since I was a child!
In the end, he went astray and died.
well...
Ye Lin and Ye Yu can rest in peace in the spirit of the sky.
Venerable Lingbao and the Great Emperor Biao were left behind in the Era, and no one knew if there would be any more gods attacking after this.
Before the situation of the Demon Saintess did not improve.
Era has no existence that can stand on its own, and the two of them must stay.
The eight-winged angel learned about the situation of the old woman from Venerable Lingbao's mouth, and also knew that they had mistakenly sealed Venerable Lingbao's conspiracy and almost became Yehui's conspiracy.
After expressing his apology, the eight-winged old man wanted to go back to pick up the clan, but was also stopped by Venerable Lingbao.
The situation of the alien gods is unknown.
The toxins of the eight-winged old man are not clear, and if he goes, he may be a sheep into the tiger's mouth.
he stayed...
It can also manage those angelic tribes who have lost their minds.
With the Holy Maiden of the Demon Race, there is already an antidote for the psychedelic medicine in the Angel Race.
day to day…
Venerable Lingbao and others are strengthening the defense of the era, and the army of the era has been staying outside the era.
Extraterrestrial Protoss does not enter the army, Era does not attack...
It was as if the war had ended.
Can…
It's all just appearances.
The enchantment of the extraterritorial protoss has always been under the condition of being deliberately torn.
As long as the enchantment doesn't fit...
It means that Era has always had the desire to attack.
Bai Ning was clear in his heart!
He was happy to wait.
As long as his plan is successful, Era will definitely be in chaos, and the pursuit of the extraterritorial Protoss will be multiplied with half the effort.
just wait...
"Sir, this subordinate is back!"
Outside the tent, the old god who appeared outside the era before walked into the tent.
As soon as he entered, the old man's face changed...
Old fritters!
"I'm back! How's it going!" Bai Ning walked out very concerned, his eyes full of anticipation.
The task he secretly handed over to the old fritters was to join forces with the Angels to attack the Era.
Before the Angels left the Protoss...
He deliberately let them go.
For...
"Something went wrong." Old You Tiao's eyes flashed with disgust, "The Angels who contacted us are double undercover agents."
"Double undercover?" Bai Ning frowned.
"Yes, he pretended to cooperate with us, but he was actually doing things for the Angels and Era."
"How can this be!"
Bai Ning didn't believe it.
He had heard from Yale that Yehui was a half-confidant of his.
As for why Yale trusts Yehui so much.
Bai Ning didn't know.
But since Yale would say that, it means Yehui is trustworthy.
The old fritters said he was a double undercover agent!
Nonsense!
Yale's character is not very good, but Bai Ning still has to take a high look at some things.
He did not believe that Yale would be falsely deceived.
"What happened, I need to know word for word."
"Yes, this is a long story..."
The old fritters did not dare to delay, and quickly said everything he knew and saw.
There is no added oil and vinegar in this, it is completely realistic.
It is really…
He dare not lie!
Bai Ning really didn't despise him for being long-winded, and listened to everything he said seriously.
until…
"You killed him?"
Bai Ning tilted his head, speechless and puzzled.
The old fritters nodded lightly, he felt that he did the right thing, and it would be a scourge to keep this kind of person.
"Kill... kill... who the hell told you to kill!"
thump.
Bai Ning kicked the old fried dough stick with one foot, kicked him several dozen meters away, and went straight out of the camp.
The gods outside were stunned when they saw it, thinking that this was the tent of Commander Bai Ning, they all shrank their necks as if they didn't see it and continued to patrol.
"Who let you kill, who let..."
"Commander, that guy is a traitor, it's useless to keep this kind of person, why keep playing..."
"traitor?"
Bang another kick.
The old fried dough stick couldn't stand still and fell directly to the ground, followed by Bai Ning with another violent kick.
"Traitor, let you be a traitor, I let you be a traitor, I fucking see you as a traitor. Lao Tzu's plan almost succeeded, and it was all messed up by you idiot!"
"Commander..."
"Go away! Go away! Don't fucking let me see you again!"
Bai Ning's beard was trembling, and the old fritters swallowed and limped away, thinking of Bai Ning's neuropathy.
Only Bai Ning was left, facing the sky... "What the hell did I do, Bai Ning, why are all the pig-headed monsters encountered!"