"Boy, what are you talking about!" He Lao's turbid little eyes glared, staring at Aojun desperately, as if he couldn't wait to stare a hole out of Aojun's body.
Didn't this kid hear what he just said? Why is he more arrogant than himself, is there something wrong with his head!
Aojun threw a blank eye, took a step forward, and said impatiently: "Old deaf man, I will ask you to open the door to welcome this host in, otherwise I will make you regret going to your ancestor's house today!"
Originally he was so angry that he didn't know the old man in the southeast and northwest, he immediately opened his eyes and smiled when he heard Aojun's words. There is a hardcore irritating expert here. I am not afraid of madness, this damn old thing, but you will suffer later. No copies!
"Yes, old stuff, you'd better welcome the young poster in, otherwise you will look good!" Zhong Lao promised that this was a very kind reminder, but when he heard He Lao's ears, it completely changed the taste.
Old He didn't get angry, his feelings just now turned out to be nonsense, and these people didn't even listen.
Angrily turned back and laughed, Old He waved his long sleeves: "Team Yun, blast these three people away for me! Life and death!"
As soon as the voice fell, a row of more than a dozen warriors dressed in white long clothes and half-masks appeared in the air, behind He Lao, each with a cold face without the slightest emotion, and a strong killing all over the body. meaning.
Old Zhong's expression changed, and he was surprised: "I didn't expect this old thing to control even Team Yun. It seems that his betrayal is true."
When Aojun saw the appearance of more than a dozen majestic soldiers, he immediately became interested, "These dozen people are not bad. What is Team Cloud doing in the Cloud Tower?"
"Little son, this cloud team has been dispatched with great effort. There are 18 people in total, all of whom are elite fighters taught by the Yunlou for so many years. It can be said that they are the strongest guards of the Yunlou. Even the nine gods may not be able to make a fuss. Avoid the attack of Team Cloud without damage."
Zhong Lao’s expression became serious, and Lu Ji also raised her heart in her throat. She knew the strength of Team Yun. Each of the eighteen warriors was a master at the saint level, and the combat power was comparable to that of the saint at the extraordinary level. With one enemy three, and everyone is not afraid of death, it is basically a Yunlou fighter machine.
"Little Princess Ji called out worriedly.
Aojun turned his head and cast a comforting smile, "Don't worry, this young man will never fail a second time if he fails once. This old man is really interesting. Since he has given so many excellent main players to the host, he The host is not welcome, I will level this place today, I see if you can get arrogant!"
Huang Yuxuanyuan's elders' congregation was leveled by her alone, and she was afraid that this little Yunlou elders' congregation would fail
She Long Aojun has never been the type of tolerance, but the type of taking an inch!
Without overturning this place, after searching all the things, Aojun felt sorry for himself!
"Purple Lotus Divine Fire Deification Form—Purple Lotus Divine Sword!"
A three-foot long sword appeared among the purple-red sparks in the sky. Aojun stretched out his hand to hold the hilt, the blade pointed to the sky, his heart was arrogant to the sky, and the white robe was hunted and hunted by the surrounding air currents. Fluttering, Ling Lie's momentum was like a god descending from the earth.
Since merging with the soul of the devil, the power of the demon lotus purifying fire has become even more terrifying, and the ability has also undergone a slight change. Aojun named this newly born flame the purple lotus divine fire, and when it blooms, it looks like The blooming purple lotus is beautiful and coquettish.
The strong coercion centered on Aojun, instantly transformed into a circular encircling circle, rippling away, even the purple powerful enchantment could not be blocked.
He Lao's expression changed, he had obviously noticed the powerful pressure on Aojun's whole body, and couldn't help being frightened.
Could this be the coercion of the nine gods
No... Impossible, this kid is only thirteen years old! Where can it be so powerful, it is absolutely impossible!
"Team Yun, kill them for me!"
All the eighteen fighters immediately attacked. Everyone's hands lit up with a light source of abilities. All the abilities were gathered in the hands and shot out like guns.
Numerous energy light balls burst into the sky, and for a while, only the powerful energy light balls could be seen in the sky, and all fell to the place where the Aojun three people were like raindrops.
One person might not be powerful, but eighteen people are so powerful, how terrifying the combined power is!
Zhong Lao and Lu Ji's face turned pale right now, they watched the sky full of light coming over the sky, and for a moment they even forgot how to avoid them.
"Hahahaha, you all die for me!" Old He laughed frantically, the sky full of light seemed to indicate that he was going to win.
Aojun raised his long sword, and a bright purple halo in the air instantly illuminated Aojun's entire face, as well as the shining eyes.
The rippling in the eyes is excitement, full of excitement!
The meager red lips gently provoke an arc like this, the proud king's eyes are like tigers and leopards, sharp can tear life into pieces.
"Death? I don't think it is necessary, but you will definitely not survive today!" The cold voice was like a god of death.
The white-clothed young man swung his sword, and a purple fan-shaped brilliance was like a huge light curtain covering a ball of light in the sky. Aojun’s pupils shrank little by little, and He Lao’s pupils dilated slightly. The whole process was like It was the slow motion of the movie that let it go in the eyes of everyone.
Everything reached a critical point, there was a bang, and the sky bursting with brilliance, mixed with an extremely terrifying air current, bounced back to Bezhuang, and the terrifying wind stormed the purple enchantment.
A few ping-pong sounds, like the sound of glass about to explode, He Lao has not recovered from the shock, Aojun's cold face has appeared in front of his eyes.
"Old man, I want to fight with me even with this ability. I saw that I was going to beat you to be a ghost. My ancestors didn't recognize you!" He grinned and cracked his mouth to reveal his white teeth. Aojun made a slash with his sword in his hand. ,bump!
The crisp voice made He Lao's pupils shrink in an instant, and his face was horrified, and he couldn't describe it in words.
But seeing that the purple enchantment was covered with cracks like spider webs and finally burst like fireworks, the fragments were all over the sky, and it was shaken away by a rush of impulse. I wanted to wither and fall the cherry blossoms, and Aojun was like a cherry blossom. The dancing elves among them.
Beautiful and shocking, the heart was beating violently, and the eighteen soldiers of Team Cloud were all silly eyes.
It's so beautiful...
The outcome was self-evident. Aojun slid all the way to the top decision-making level of the Presbyterian Church in the Yunlou headquarters. When Aojun appeared with the bloody head of He Lao in his hand, everyone was shocked.
"Today, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!"
That cold and handsome boy instantly became an insurmountable wall in everyone's hearts.
So Yunlou surrendered, and the eighteen soldiers of Team Yun also surrendered as a matter of course...
"I have seen the original poster!"
"I have seen the original poster!"
"I have seen the original poster..."
From the Presbyterian Church, to all the soldiers in the Cloud Tower, and then to all the members of the Cloud Tower, all knelt and shouted.
The voice shook the sky, and rushed straight above the nine heavens, and it will also be heard throughout the Yunran continent and even many continents in the entire world in the near future...
The ground was full of corpses, blood was flowing all over the ground, Aojun's eyes were deep, and the pitch black color was like a bottomless pit that could pull people into this indescribable abyss.
Aojun looked down upon everyone, his posture seemed to be a pinnacle king in the world, with unmatched majesty.
For the first time she tasted the satisfaction and loneliness of this kind of person in a high position...
"The Yunlou is no longer the same as before! From today onwards, I am the owner of the Yunlou, my name is Ling Yuntian! Those who are willing to follow me today must have a heart that is more proud than anyone, and crueler than anyone. The heart is more ambitious than anyone else, we want to rise above the sky and look down upon the sky!" Aojun pointed his finger to the sky, and his voice was clear and loud, resounding through the cloud tower, shaking the world.
The people in the Cloud Tower, whether it is Zhong Lao, Lu Ji, or the eighteen soldiers, or even the people photographed for Aojun Shenwei, all feel that their blood is boiling in this one.
Ling Li stood above the clouds and looked down upon the sky!
So bold!
So minded!
So domineering!
There is no doubt that this world will one day be at the feet of Long Aojun.
"I am willing to follow the son forever, go through the waters and fires, utterly inflicted on the ground, until death!" Green Ji knelt down, sonorously and powerfully every word.
One person took the lead, and everyone followed suit. Suddenly wave after wave, everyone knelt in front of Aojun, swearing to the sky: "I am willing to follow the original poster forever, go through all the water and fire, and I will die until death!"
"The Supreme Cloud Tower, who can be the enemy!"
"The Supreme Cloud Tower, who can stop it!"
"Okay!" Aojun snorted, "Today, I swear here that I will let the power of the cloud tower cross the world in the rest of my life, no matter how difficult, no chaos and hardship, as long as I am here, I will not give up!"
The sword was in front of his hand, with a bright red touch, and he made a vow that he would never break.
There was enthusiasm in everyone's eyes, the whispering sword whispering, the red symbolizing the oath, and the fighting spirit like a flame at this moment. Cloud Tower may be really different.
Because of the new poster, and because of everyone’s aroused pride...
Aojun sits high above the main seat of the other courtyard of the Yunlou, with picturesque appearance but cold and isolated, like an independent Aoxue Hanmei, which makes Green Fairy feel both familiar and unfamiliar.
The white clothes are like snow, calm like a mountain, sinking like water, and still like a moon, but in the vagueness there is icy cold, which makes people feel so cold.
"Does the Tian family really think that Yunlou will be caught like this? It's a little naive to think!" The red lips that were as thin as a sword curled up in a cold and sharp arc.
On the spot, Mr. Zhong felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped below zero, and his whole body seemed to be in an ice cellar.