Chapter 127 (2/2)
Yang Yu is right. He did attack Yang Yu one by five and hit Yang Yu into flesh mud when he was trying to blow and kill a man. There is no refutation!
At the moment, watching Yang Yu look down on you, you are a dregs of the look, evil ancestor Luo Lin's heart emerged a wisp of murder.
”And you, Emperor Taiyi, what's your uncle's drag? You're crazy like a 258 king. What else do you say? It's just a stronger mole ant. Do you have the face to say this? Do you mean to say that? ”
Yang Yu looked at the emperor Taiyi, and with the same attitude that I was your grandfather, he said, ”you scum, you are not as good as this one who plays with guns. You don't even touch Lao Tzu's hair. What about NIMA?”
”And you
Yang Yu ignored all the would-be saints, and then looked at the frightened four golden giants. He said sarcastically: ”I was given five by Laozi, a big Luo Jinxian, but I almost couldn't beat him. What's the face of shouting? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death
Yang Yu's eyes were cold and sharp. He looked at a crowd of quasi saints, and scolded them with great pride and sarcasm. He had no fear at all.
And the devil ancestor Luo, the East emperor Tai Yi and others also look extremely ugly.
Yang Yu said Not a word is wrong.
From the very beginning, these would-be saints looked down on Yang Yu and continued to satirize him.
Now, Yang Yu won by five to one, but he was attacked by one or two people from the devil ancestor Luo Yan and the emperor Tai, and they blew Yang Yu into mud.
What's more, seeing guangchengzi, who had just been rescued by the emperor Taiyi, was killed by Yang Yu again. Yang Yudu swallowed all the yuan gods, which made their faces burning with pain.”It's you!?!”
In Zhunsheng, the God of thunder was the first to open his mouth. There was no shock and discomfort in the beautiful eyes. At the moment, there was only ice cold!
She didn't expect that the guy who followed her all the way to the tomb of the three thousand demons from the world of famine was her enemy!
At the moment, she still remembers that Yang Yu used to curse again and again. At the moment, it seems that it still echoes in her ears.
”Besides me, who else can be? Besides me, who can be the retrograde saint? Kill Zhunsheng with the strength of Daluo Jinxian! ”
Yang Yu took a look at the God of thunder. He was indifferent and didn't like it at all.
This elder sister is not only hot tempered, but also an arrogant master. Moreover, she seems to revere the demon ancestor Luo Lin, which makes Yang Yu feel disgusted.
”Get out of here! I'll kill you!”
The Thunder God's eyes were cold. His face changed from calm to anger. The bright thunder on his palm directly killed Yang Yu.
”Dang!”
At this time, the chaos of the clock flew out of the air.
”Boom
The void is pierced, and a black gun is shot out, and the killing is rampant.
”You guys still dare to look down on me. In the face of me, a mole ant in your eyes, a group of people even joined hands to kill me.”
Yang Yu's expression is indifferent, the tone is matchless, sarcastic opening, sneer way: ”I say, where is your face?”
”Boom
In an instant, thunder was raging, the chaos clock was suppressed, the dark magic spear pierced through the void, and more than a dozen quasi holy magic powers swept in.
Yang Yu did not resist, let these brilliance beat him into flesh foam and blood, and finally directly crushed into nothingness.
However, Yang Yu is not dead, at the moment, out of the endless distance, he condenses his body again.
After the transformation of Ashura's power, Yang Yu was almost immortal.
After the local government told him that he was safe, Yang Yubian's song turned to leave and went to the boundary of the 3000 demon gods' tombs!
Dara Jinxian can't do it. It's not enough to kill these dogs in the ancient tombs of the three thousand demons!