Supreme Uprising

In the face of the proposal of the Lord Luo Zun, Luo Yunyang’s eyes revealed a little cold smile. He knew very well that the reason why God Luo Zunzhu was so because he was not ready.

When the Lord Luo Zun is ready, then, waiting for him, is a raging counterattack.

Luo Yunyang Of course not willing!

He looked at the cold god of the Lord, and said faintly: “You can also ask for peace. Let me wipe out the divine soul of the Lord. I can be this thing, it has not happened.”

Destroy the divine soul, for the Lord, it is a dead end.

Although Luo Zunzhu knew that Luo Yunyang was definitely not so easy to agree to peace talks, but he did not think that this wolf ambition guy actually proposed such conditions.

He was so angry that he was almost angry. However, he learned from the lessons of the past, his eyes fell on the body of God Luo Zun: “I propose to use the treasure of taboos.”

This sentence, the Lord Luo Zun said that the incomparable resolute!

And when the Lord of the Lord gave the taboo of the taboo, there was a slight hesitation in the eyes of the Lord.

Obviously, he didn’t want to use the taboo power to deal with Luo Yunyang, but the power of taboo was too precious, and he didn’t want to waste it.

“God Luo, what are you still hesitating? If our sub-Protoss are destroyed by him, then it will be all over!” The Lord Luo Zun looked at the Lord, and there was a snarl in his voice.

God Luo Zunzhu did not pay attention to this kind of blame, but instead set his sights on Luo Yunyang’s body: “You took the Human Race and left the field of Shenmeng. This is my last limit!”

Luo Yunyang feels a threat from the words of the Lord and the Lord, but his hands are not without cards.

With Human Race, being driven out of the sacred void, even if you enter the Tian Xuan big world, how can Luo Yunyang agree?

What’s more, the ruins of the bloody killings, the broken of the big federation, the subordinates of their own, and the fact that they are not connected, make Luo Yunyang’s heart full of majestic killing intent.

His coldly said: “Noisy!”

“Looking for death!” God Luo Zunzhuan sighed, the crown above his head, in this drink, directly broken.

The quaint crown, in the void, has turned into countless light points. These light points are like water flowing, silent, and integrated into the vast world of the award.

At the moment when the crown broke, Luo Yunyang felt a threat, a threat from the mighty world.

After he got the Heavenly Lord, he had the greatest strength. Although in the Tian Xuan universe, there are nine Heavenly Lords, there are nine powers above Heavenly Lord, so he chose to keep a low profile most of the time.

However, after returning to the emptiness of the Alliance, Luo Yunyang’s heart has a kind of pride, a kind of arrogance overlooking the Quartet.

But now, after the majestic power of this mighty world, Luo Yunyang’s heart has raised an unprecedented sense of threat.

He did not know, in the next vast world, what power would be born, but Luo Yunyang has a strong sense of fore, this power must be extremely powerful.

Hard Yun, Luo Yunyang is not the most critical time, definitely will not choose this road. From the performance of Shenluo Heavenly Lord, he knew that this means could not last, so after the hesitation of the moment, Luo Yunyang tore the void.

The gods of the Lord, the Lord of Heaven, and the Lord of the Lord did not stop. In their view, when the Lord Luo Zunzhuo crushed the crown of the head, Luo Yunyang’s end was actually doomed.

The town seal, this time Luo Yunyang will be sealed.

In their calm, the endless void, there are five colors, five kinds of light implied by infinite power.

These five kinds of light converge in the void, turning into a huge palm, in the direction of Luo Yunyang’s departure, heavily grasped the past.

Originally, Luo Yunyang was cut through the void, even if it was a pursuit of the void, what most practitioners can see, that is, the scene in which the pursuer cuts through the void and then the void heals.

But this time, when the big hands of the five colors cut through the void, what everyone saw was a mysterious and mysterious picture.

Luo Yunyang continually passed through the void, but the big hands of the five colors continued to move forward toward Luo Yunyang.

In this case, in the eyes of countless people, it is as if the big hand is in control of the heavens and the earth, controlling countless spaces and controlling all the universe.

As long as it is what he wants to catch, no one can get rid of this palm.

Luo Yunyang naturally feels the threat of arrived, and at this moment he really realizes the extraordinaryness of the Arrived sub-Protoss.

No wonder the Heavenly Lord of the year is the first of the five lords of the gods, but in many things, the gods are still the Lord.

It is not because the Yashen tribe has three lords, but because of the sub-God’s hands, it has such a heritage.

At his usual speed, Luo Yunyang knew that he couldn’t escape the pursuit of speed beyond his own speed.

But Luo Yunyang, who has the property adjuster in his body, adds all the attributes of Heavenly Lord’s real body to the speed attribute, while the other aspects of Heavenly Lord’s real body are replaced by the attributes of the four-beast and the body. .

This adjustment made Luo Yunyang’s speed four times faster.

On the face of the Lord, with a smile of self-satisfaction, for this pursuit, the Lord is full of confidence.

“The left hand of God, is it really so easy to escape? There are too many thoughts!” The words of the Lord is full of trust in the left hand of this god.

In the vain of the Lord, the Almost all the Lords in the void of the entire Shenmeng looked at the five colors, as if they could break the void at any time.

“The left hand of God, hey, is more powerful than the right hand of the god of the year!” In the voice of the Lord of Blood, there was a gloating glory.

And Lan Liandaozi with a trace of suspicion: “Is the legend of the Asian Protoss really not?”

“It is true that in the days when you were asleep, the Asian Protoss once used the right hand of God once, and that time, a Lord who challenged the sub-Protos.”

The blood lotus Lord said here, his eyes once again fell on the big hand that spanned the Promise Star: “And this time, they used the left hand of God.”

“In the legend, the ancestor of the Asian Protoss is a true supreme being. Among the sub-Protos, he is called Heavenly God.”

“According to the legend, this piece of cosmic void is the ancestor of the sub-Protoss, and everything of the ancestor of the sub-Protos is also integrated into this universe of voids.”

The blood lotus master indulged in an instant: “However, if the Asian Protoss want to motivate the power of this ancestor, they must sacrifice with an item left by the ancestors.”

“Oh, that is to say, their power beyond the taboo is used once, less once.”

In the eyes of Lan Liandao, there was a glimmer of solemnity. He stared at the big hand that was getting closer and closer to Luo Yunyang. The faint road said: “If Luo Yunyang can be destroyed in this palm, it would be great. It is.”

Not only him, Black Divine Child and others have the same idea.

However, unlike their expectations, it was a crazy resentment to look at the big hand that grabbed Luo Yunyang and flashed in his eyes.

“Damn, damn, damn it!”

Even the three damn Supreme Words, who couldn’t care for their own style, slap a few slaps in front of a subordinate standing next to them.

The subordinate did not even understand why he had always beaten him with his gentle and gentle words.

He didn’t understand, but some people understood that an old servant who didn’t know how many Asian protoss were served, with a hint of emotion in his voice: “You don’t understand, every thing left by Heavenly God is there. The value on it.”

“In legend, my sub-protoss can produce several lords as long as there are several ancient treasures of inheritance.”

This sentence made the beating subordinates take a breath of cold air. At this moment, he understood that why the innocent way was so crazy.

The virtual world, the warrior of the Asian Protoss, has begun to go crazy.

Almost all of the Tianxun homepages are messages of the Asian Protoss powerhouse. These messages, without exception, are Luo Yunyang dead.

The left hand of God, the invincible God left the best of his descendants.

“Dare to offend my Asian Protoss, you must die without a place to die!”

“It’s really hard to imagine, when the ancestor of my sub-Protos was strong enough to be a realm.”

Compared with these jubilant voices, many ethnic groups who have opinions on the Asian Protoss have become extremely silent. When they saw Luo Yunyang sweeping the sub-God’s domain, their hearts were extremely happy.

Although this kind of joy, most people dare not say it, but happiness is joy.

However, looking at the big hand across the universe, looking at the bottom of the big hand, crazy through the empty Luo Yunyang, they are abruptly stopped.

In their hearts, there is more suspicion at this time, a suspicion that they want to fight against the sub-Protoss. Such a powerful sub-Protoss is not something they can fight against.

The overwhelming force has been constantly coming from behind, but Luo Yun *** at this time would have avoided this.

Hurry up!

The speed of various attributes has reached a limit of award, but even so, Luo Yunyang still feels that the power of himself and that strange hand is not increasing, but decreasing.

It is no longer difficult to give himself any speed to improve Luo Yunyang. At this time, he only runs desperately. Fortunately, although the speed of chasing the big hand is not slow, it still takes a while to catch up with Luo Yunyang.

Three minutes, five minutes, ten minutes…

When the time passed, the distance between Luo Yunyang and the strange big hand began to shrink rapidly.

At least, in all eyes of people watching, this distance is constantly getting smaller.

At the moment, the Lord Luo Zun, the Lord and the Lord of Heaven, began to hold their breath, waiting for their long-awaited blow!