Supreme Uprising

Luo Yunyang is not dead!

Luo Yunyang didn’t die!

Luo Yunyang holds the magic sword and kills the Lord Luo Zun. How is this possible? This is not true. It should be your own eyes!

Numerous warriors, at this time, raised such thoughts in their hearts, Luo Yunyang sudden changes, it is really difficult for them to believe that what they saw is true.

Originally, they were able to win the Lord, and their hearts were dubious. However, they saw the situation in which Arrived Luo Yunyang was killed by the Lord Luo Zun, who was holding the sword of the gods.

Although they all know that the Lord’s ranked existence, it is not so easy to be killed, but in Luo Yunyang’s broken two bodies, when silently withered in the void, their hearts have already determined that Luo Yunyang is dead.

But now, just when they thought that Luo Yunyang was dead, Luo Yunyang even seized the sword of the gods thrown out by the Lord Luo Zun, and directly killed the Lord.

What is the situation?

“You guess!” In the face of the Lord Luo Zun, who was full of dissatisfaction and full of sadness, Luo Yunyang casually smirked and said narrowly.

The eyes of the Lord are so great that although he is now unable to return to heaven, the cultivation base of the Lord still supports him not to die immediately.

He wanted to know the answer, but Luo Yunyang’s answer gave him a whole impulse to pick it up.

Even at this time, he has a feeling of indecent assault. Guess, what can he guess? If you can guess what tricks Luo Yunyang is playing with your scheming, how can I really fall into such a field!

Under the irritating temper, the lord’s gaze suddenly looked at the incomprehensible.

He hates that if it is not this sinister, innocent way to confuse himself, he will never make such a stupid choice, not to mention that if there is no such a magical sword, then he will not die in this strange. Under the magic sword.

Although, this time, Luo Yunyang is certainly not unscathed, but all this is compared with his life, and it is a fart!

“No way, your idea, this is your good … idea.” With crazy and resentful words, shouted out from the mouth of the Lord.

The Supreme Master actually stayed, and the whole person was awakened from the ecstasy. He did not think that things had turned into such a look.

Luo Yunyang did not die, and the damage of the sacred sword to the Lord of the Lord was far beyond his expectations. This gave him a deep sense of fear from his heart.

The legendary sacred magic sword in his own group is hard to help Luo Yunyang, do you really have a chance to kill him?

When one thought flashed in the heart of the innocent, the Supreme Master did not think that the Lord Luo Zou had pointed his finger at himself.

This is the words of the Lord, and in the blink of an eye, all eyes are turned into their own eyes. These eyes are surprised, doubtful, and…

The mood of Wudaodao is very bad. He even looks at the many disdain of the award in these eyes. It is like his noble and incomprehensible, but a despicable and shameless villain.

For this hostile gaze, from the heart, the ignorance is very, very uncomfortable, but at this moment, he is not comfortable, what can be done.

He didn’t have time to take action on these people, his gaze, quickly looking towards the distant horizon. It is not to evade, but to ask for help.

In the distant sky, the Lord Luo Zunzhu and the Lord Luo Zun are standing there.

God Luo Zunzhu and Tian Luo Zunzhu two people from the joy to the shock, and now to the present fear, they did not think, in this matter, there is still such a pusher.

At this time, they have an impulse to make a violent slap in the face.

The Lord Luo Zun didn’t have to die. Luo Yunyang was powerful, but he did not have the power to kill a lord.

But now, with the help of the sword of the gods, it is the place where the Lord died.

The Lord Luo Zong lost his face, but he is a respectable Lord after all, so both inside and outside the Shenmeng are a powerful force of the Asian Protoss. Now, the sub-Protoss who have lost the Lord of the Lord will become more passive.

Between the thoughts, the two lords looked cold to the eyes of Supreme, but this moment is not a time to blame the ignorance of the Tao, because there are more important things that require them to deal with.

In Luo Yunyang’s palm, he still holds the sword of the gods and the sword of the gods, so that Luo Yunyang looks like a demon.

He looked at the Lord Luo Zun, who had begun to dissipate in the void. He said faintly: “You don’t have too much resentment in your heart. You can go with you soon.”

During the speech, Luo Yunyang took a step toward the top of the road, blocking the front of the no-go to leave.

For the innocent, Luo Yunyang no longer cares about his existence after the arrival of the ancient Heavenly Lord.

If it was said that Luo Yunyang should be considered an opponent before, then the current Nowhere is not how Luo Yunyang is in the heart.

But now, the inconspicuous plot, but almost let himself die.

For such a thing, Luo Yunyang will not let go, he looks cold and cold, and his eyes are filled with coldness.

“Luo Yunyang, what are you doing?” In the heart of Wudao, it is clear what Luo Yunyang is going to do. If he used to, he would definitely leave the first time, but now he dare not act rashly, he is afraid that he is not careful. Annoyed Luo Yunyang, a sultry guy.

“What? What is natural is killing you.” Luo Yunyang holding the sword of the gods, the voice is indifferent.

“You can’t kill me!” Wu Shangdao shouted loudly: “I am the Tao of the Asian Protoss, I am destined to become the Lord, I am destined to lead the sub-God to glory!”

Countless people looked at the incomprehensible words with a pityful look. They stopped at the moment when Luo Yunyang blocked the no-go, and they already understood the end of the path that the Taoist might face.

The hysterical shackles of the Taoist priests are the last dying struggle, but this struggle is useless.

God Luo Zunzhu and Tian Luo Zunzhu two people are coldly looking at the Tao. The two men did not have much objection to the proposal that the Lord did not use the sacred sword. If the Lord Luo Zunzhu can kill Luo Yunyang, they are absolutely incomparable joy.

What really irritates two people is this kind of thing. It is almost unforgivable for them to be self-proclaimed and not to discuss with themselves.

However, those words that were not shouted by the Tao, but they made a slight hesitation in their hearts.

After all, the identity of the innocent is not the same.

“God Luo, the identity of the Supreme Master is not the same. Now, the Lord is dead. He is the most promising of our sub-Protoss.” Tian Luo Zunzhu hesitated, Shen Sheng Said.

If you can, God Luo Zunzhu is naturally to save the innocent. After all, the Tao of the Tao is like a face to the sub-Protoss.

However, Luo Yunyang, who holds the sword of the gods, is like the most ferocious demon in the world. If there is a conflict with Luo Yunyang, he is not willing.

Just when he was hesitant, Luo Yunyang stopped his movement and said in a coldly voice: “Yes, then I am waiting for someone to save you.”

Wu Shangdao was greatly relieved, and he was afraid that Luo Yunyang would say nothing and go straight to kill himself.

The power of the sacred magic sword, he just saw clearly, if Luo Yunyang slammed himself on a sword, then he is a dead end.

But before he thought about how to save himself, he listened to Luo Yunyang’s unquestionable words: “Ten, Nine, Eight…”

As these three words spit out from the mouth of Luo Yunyang, the heart of the instinct is a glimpse of instinct.

At this time, his heart has already anticipated what should Arvined Luo Yunyang do, and the huge fear at this moment is filled in his heart.

“God Luo Zunzhuo saves me! God Luo Zunzhuo saves me! In the future I must obey the instructions of the two Lords.” Nothing is great, he really does not want to die.

His identity gave him 80% hope to climb the supreme Peak, but now he is going to fall, his heart is full of fear and unwillingness, this kind of fear, this kind of fear, let him The whole person has some hysteria.

There is even a hint of madness!

What face and dignity are all irrelevant to the innocent, and it is even more important for him to live without it.

“Six, five, four…”

Luo Yunyang The sound of the demon god sounded again, listening to the voice of the incomprehensible, handsome as a god-like face full of embarrassment.

He was born from a genius, and he was valued by the entire Asian protoss. Almost all resources were desperately tilted toward him.

This kind of tilt makes him stand tall and doesn’t know what the frustration is.

Sealing itself and waiting for the Samsara dial is the biggest setback he has ever experienced, but nowadays, this greater setback has made him not a perfect state of mind, and it has become a tendency to collapse.

Nowadays, his innocence is at a critical juncture. Shenluo and Tianluo can sit back and watch, and the indifference is so innocent. No matter what he did wrong, for the entire Asian Protoss, shouldn’t these two people save themselves at all costs?

Luo Yunyang has no mercy on the no-go, he not only wants to kill the innocent, but also to let his heart collapse and die in the great fear.

This time, for Luo Yunyang, it is extremely dangerous. If it is not the doppelgänger ability of the four-hole beast, if it is not the role of the property regulator, this time he will fall here.

“two, one”

When Luo Yunyang drank the last word, the sacred sword was directly directed toward the incompetent.

Although there is no end to the infinite change in the moment, but under that sword, his body, everything he has, has been directly split into two paragraphs.

No way to die!

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