Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Mang has been preparing for this battle between the two worlds for three years. I don't know how many hole cards he has prepared. These clay dolls are all good things he made out of retreat in the dark basement.

The good things in Wang Mang’s eyes are undoubtedly **** ghosts in the eyes of today’s Lao Dao. When he was dying, he suddenly recalled the words of Penglai ancestors. As expected, all the supernaturalists in this world are hands touched. Bloody devil.

When the time passed and the forbidden formation was removed, the smooth floor of the wooden house was rubbed brightly. On both sides of the bonfire braving the sparks, there were more than a dozen handsome, elegant and handsome young men in Taoist robes.

In the upper part of the wooden house, the red-faced veteran was holding a wine glass, and chatting with his disciples with a smile on his face.

It's just that the warm liquor in the glass is **** red...

"Confused! Bastard!" The badly injured Penglai looked sloppy and withered, with a painful expression on his heart, he yelled in anger, and even the tea cup on the coffee table was smashed to the ground by him in rage.

"Master, you calm down, the sect masters of the Meteor Gate have all made friends with us at the Canglang Sect. Maybe it was Yuan Qingqi that made this decision. I will send someone to persuade me later and keep it safe. They changed their minds."

The wealthy Cangfu patted Penglai's back lightly, his stubby fingers still held a pair of snow-white handkerchiefs. After Penglai coughed and vomited blood on the handkerchief, he put the handkerchief away.

While following his breath for Penglai, he comforted him and said: "Master, I actually thought about it carefully. Although those savage places are far away from the dragon veins, conquering those places will not come to our future unification of this world. It's also a must. It's nothing more than the difference between morning and night. There is no need to insist on it, right?"

Cangfu cautiously explored, and in Penglai's eyes, it was as ridiculous as a child talking about national affairs.

He glanced at Cangfu coldly, and reprimanded mercilessly: "What do you know? The world is controlled by the rules of heaven no matter how you say it. I just fell through a gate of time and space. Drop the red thunder and kill me!

Do you think this world is like your backyard, you just want to go in and you want to go out? Even now, I’m not afraid to tell you that the rules of heaven cannot be reversed. From now on, it’s easy to come in through time and space, but to go out again, ha ha, it’s as hard as the sky! ! "

Cangfu was startled, his fat face showed an incredible look, "This...this... Patriarch, don't you push our sect into the fire pit? We have been on the Canglang Gate for thousands of years. That’s how you don’t want your foundation?"

Penglai snorted with an ugly face, "When I used the mighty power of heaven and earth to open up a space-time channel, I realized how terrifying the power of the rules of heaven and earth is, and it is not human-reversible! Even me, a saint, can't do it....

At the beginning, our invasion was nothing more than a lump on the body for this world, but this time, our invasion is equivalent to cutting a wound with deep bones. This world will save itself! "

"Nowadays, it is meaningless to say more about those and others. Only by occupying this huge Huaxia and blessing my body with the majestic righteousness of the dragon can we solve this deadlock...Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Cang Fu took a deep breath, nodded lightly, lowered his head and said nothing more.