There are other men who think this way.
Three years later, seeing Zi Luo suddenly resume women's clothing, and this time she made such a beautiful appearance, made them feel inferior.
Yes, they are inferior.
That is, they have all broken through to become magic gods and sword gods, but the distance between them and Ziluo seems to have widened.
Moreover, they also asked themselves that they didn't have the aura of the man standing beside Zi Luo at the moment, and with that posture, it seemed that only such a man could be worthy of the goddess in their hearts.
It's just that even so, they still want to fight and fight.
Clenching their fists and looking at the three people above, only they know what is going on in their hearts at this moment!
"Luoluo, do you want me to help you!" Mo Tianao looked at the woman in front of him who made his heart beat faster, and looked at the cold woman with a smile on his face.
"What do you think?" The coldness in the voice made Mo Tianao tremble.
He seemed to hit the muzzle.
Seeing Zi Luo who had no expression on his face, he retreated from her side.
This is her battlefield, as proud as she is, how could she need his help, and it seems that she hasn't exhausted all her strength in the absolute battle with Yan Tian.
She seems to be playing a game of cat and mouse as she waits for her prey to take the bait automatically.
He suddenly appeared in front of her, not to let her know his existence.
Since he appeared, he has also talked to her in the house of the Temple of Light, and that time he only spoke a few times.
The most important thing is that last time they talked, she didn't show her real face. This time she suddenly changed to her real face, so of course he wanted to go up and have a chat.
It's just that he didn't see the situation clearly.
Alas, shaking his head and sighing, he had better be sensible and return the battlefield to her, otherwise, she would have vented her anger on him.
As for the underground Xiaolan, after seeing Ziluo showing his true colors, he has been in a daze state. His master seems to be more beautiful than ten thousand years ago.
Although the energy on his body did not recover, his aura did not lose a single point.
When he saw Mo Tianao appearing beside Zi Luo, two rays of light shot out from his left and right eyes, and they hit Mo Tianao respectively.
However, in Mo Tianao's eyes, Xiaolan's two rays of light seemed to be just tickling him, and had nothing to do with it.
However, Xiaolan's attack this time also made Mo Tianao ring the alarm in his heart.
It turns out that there are many people who covet his woman, and it is a sword spirit, a sword spirit whose strength even he can't see.
Perhaps, he should return to the Demon Realm and continue to practice, so that he can continue to refine the energy that still exists in his body into his own.
"You... you... are not dead!" Pointing at Zi Luo, Yan Tianjue also stuttered.
This is completely inconsistent with his title of Pope of the Temple of Light, and it can also prove his nervousness, anxiety, and fear at the moment.
When he summoned the angel, he unleashed a powerful blow and locked the direction of her escape, but he failed to kill her.
It's fine if she wasn't killed, but she was actually allowed to appear in front of everyone intact. What was even more annoying was that she appeared in front of him without blushing or panting, and even made her speak nonsense.
"If you die, I won't even die!" Zi Luo said coldly that he would go to hell!
She is not like her appearance at all, and the words she speaks are also the kind of madness that people will not live long.
"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood poured out from his chest, like a blooming blood lotus, which made people astonished.
But falling into Ziluo's eyes made her jump for joy.
It turns out that her ability to ridicule people has improved again, not only her strength has improved, but now her eloquence has also improved.
Not bad, not bad, not bad.
Zi Luo also nodded knowingly, looking like a child can be taught.
Seeing Zi Luo's expression, the blood in Yan Tianjue's body flowed more happily, and more blood flowed out of his chest from his body.
"Ah..." Yang Tian let out a long roar, with boundless anger and soul-burning killing intent, Yan Tianjue's cultivation continued to improve again.
"One-star junior magic god!"
"Five-star junior magic god!"
"Nine-star elementary magic god!"
"Nine-star intermediate magic god!"
"Five-star high-level magic god!"
Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Yan Tianjue's aura became stronger and stronger, and the powerful aura made everyone keep retreating for several miles.
And as his cultivation continued to improve, the speed at which everyone retreated was also increasing. If they retreated slowly, they would be hurt by the aura emanating from his body.
After retreating to the position where they could no longer see Yan Tianjue, all the people stopped, and all the people who stopped did the same movement - touched the head on the neck.
Fortunately, the head on the neck is still there, and it continues to be on his neck.
But at this moment, they really realized what it meant to have lingering fears.
Facing such a strong aura, they have never experienced it before, and they have never experienced it. It would be worthwhile to experience it this time.
However, in the face of the battle between them, they couldn't watch it. Compared with the two, of course, life is more important.
Moreover, seeing that Zi Luo remained calm and calm in the face of Yan Tianjue's continuous improvement, everyone's hearts were broken again.
What's happening here
Could it be that Ziluo's cultivation has surpassed anyone in Lingwu Continent
Could it be that her current cultivation level is higher than Yan Tianjue's
Although they can't see their duel, they can still use their imagination to guess.
When Yan Tianjue's cultivation base reached the five-star high-level magic god, his aura also stopped, and the breath of the five-star high-level magic god he released also attracted the defenders of the plane.
"Zi Luo, die!" Yan Tianjue stretched out his hand behind his back, and under Zi Luo's surprised gaze, he tore a pair of wings behind him forcefully with ruthless ferocity.
(end of this chapter)