It’s Too Hard To Die Chapter 696: The first
Wang Jinyu suddenly took out a treasure, which directly shocked the mysterious old man.
Looking at the sky, Wang Jinyu has left Wang Hao's side, staying alone in the air, facing the mysterious old man.
In Wang Jinyu's hands, there was an extra broken sword than usual.
Don't look at this as just a broken sword. Just this broken sword made the mysterious old man frown, and even Ergou couldn't help but glance at it.
The sword sharpening stone hidden in Wang Hao's sleeve was even more excited and excited.
If the sword was restored to its original state, it would be about three feet long.
The blade is as cold as cold light, and the silver light is swaying, as if it has the power to cut through the universe.
Even if what is in front of them is just a broken sword, most people are shocked when they look at it, as if they have seen a ferocious flood and beast.
The hilt of this sword is phoenix-colored as a whole, and the hilt is decorated with countless stars, which looks gorgeous without being tacky.
The most important thing is that around the whole sword is a red blood energy like a swimming dragon, which is lingering around the whole sword and swimming rapidly.
This red blood energy, everyone just glanced at it, and their faces turned pale in an instant, and their bodies were cold, as if death had come.
The whole person is like falling into hell!
"Kill... the breath of the slaughtering master?!"
The mysterious old man's throat trembled and asked in disbelief.
Turtle, why is this gentleman involved?
How did this happen? How can this be achieved?
"Since you recognize this breath, why don't you step back and admit your mistake?" Wang Jinyu frowned and asked in a cold voice.
The mysterious old man frowned. If it were before, he would kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake, and vowed never to provoke Dongli Continent again.
But in front of him, he has something important to do. If he doesn't do it well, his life will be lost.
Although Wang Jinyu has the platform of the God of Slaughter behind his back, there is also the platform of the God of Good and Evil behind him.
The God of Slaughter and the God of Good and Evil are both supreme gods.
Therefore, the backstage is also the supreme god, and the mysterious old man feels that he does not need to be counseled.
For the sake of his own life, he has to fight no matter what.
And even if this matter becomes a big deal, it is a game between the God of Slaughter and the God of Good and Evil. What does it have to do with such a little angel like him?
Therefore, the mysterious old man felt that he needed to grit his teeth and fight.
"This fellow Daoist, Dongli Continent was originally my goal, the goal of the lord behind me, and the goal of the God of Good and Evil.
We've been planning so hard for so long, can't we just admit it with a few words from you? "The mysterious old man stroked the white beard and said with a warm smile.
The **** of good and evil and the **** of slaughter are both supreme gods.
Why do they have to step aside in shame when the God of Slaughter comes?
If this were to spread out, wouldn't the Lord God of Good and Evil become a laughing stock in the eyes of others?
"Oh? Do you think I don't have the qualifications to order you?" Wang Jinyu smiled instead, her eyes narrowed, and she asked with a smile.
Seeing this, the mysterious old man's heart suddenly froze.
However, the mysterious old man regained his mentality and said with a smile, "Friend Daoist's words are a bit too much.
Everyone is an envoy of the gods, and they all work for the gods, no matter what order or not. "
The implication is that he only listens to the orders of the gods, and Wang Jinyu is not qualified.
Wang Jinyu seemed to have expected the words of the mysterious old man.
"Really? When did I tell you that I am an envoy?" Wang Jinyu asked softly with a smile in her eyes.
As soon as these words came out, the smile on the face of the mysterious old man who was still smiling instantly stiffened.
"Dao... Fellow Daoist, what... what does this mean?" the mysterious old man forced a smile.
Not an angel? ! What else could it be? !
Suddenly, a title suddenly lit up in the mysterious old man's mind!
"Difficult... Are you?!" The mysterious old man pointed at Wang Jinyu tremblingly, his old face full of disbelief.
"Congratulations, you guessed it right."
Wang Jinyu glanced at the mysterious old man, pursed her lips and smiled, but then her face turned serious.
"You guessed right, I am the direct disciple of the God of Slaughter! Now I am practicing at the Xuantian Temple Dojo!"
Wang Jinyu respectfully bowed to the sky and said calmly.
"What... what?! A direct disciple of the God of Slaughter?!
What. . . how is this possible? ! "The mysterious old man was so frightened that his legs trembled slightly, and he said in a voiceless voice, his eyes were full of disbelief.
A direct disciple of the God of Slaughter! What is this concept? !
It is equivalent to having the protection of the God of Slaughter!
A person with such an identity, not to mention a dispensable, little divine messenger like him, even if he meets other supreme gods, he only needs to call him an uncle or an uncle.
Even the gods of other dojos were greeted with VIP honors when they met Wang Jinyu.
Even those older gods have to give Wang Jinyu three points.
No matter how old you are, how old can you be? Or is there a supreme god?
So in front of me, the mysterious old man is sitting on wax.
Because in Wang Jinyu's current status, he has to do whatever she says.
Otherwise, Wang Jinyu can erase him at will.
And no karma.
But in the current situation, he still couldn't do what Wang Jinyu said.
Because if he withdraws, the mission is considered a failure.
If the mission fails, it means that the death penalty will come.
And if he doesn't step back, he will be killed by Wang Jinyu.
Therefore, no matter what the mysterious old man chooses, he will inevitably die.
Both are dead.
"What? Could it be that Pindao's words don't work? Do you need Pindao to invite you out in person?" Wang Jinyu squinted and asked ~IndoMTL.com~ the killing intent was very obvious.
The mysterious old man's throat trembled, swallowed, and said in a terrifying trembling voice, "No... no, little ones dare not."
"No? Then why don't you leave quickly? Could it be that you really thought that the poor would not dare to kill you?" Wang Jinyu asked coldly with her pretty face slightly cold.
If it weren't for the fear of the **** of good and evil, Wang Jinyu would have already taken action to clear the door.
"I...I..."
The voice of the mysterious old man is getting lower and lower, and his voice is getting lower and lower, and he is about to collapse.
Who knew that at this moment, a ray of light suddenly shot from a distance, and the tribulation clouds in the sky of the East Li Continent dissipated instantly, and the sky was clear for thousands of miles.
The impetuous spiritual power gradually calmed down with the sound of a voice.
"Hahahaha, fellow Daoist don't be angry, Pindao came to apologize to you for him."
As soon as the voice fell, a gray-white figure appeared in front of the mysterious old man.
The person who came was an old man with a childlike face, a jade whisk in his hand, white hair, and although his voice was old, his appearance was like a handsome young boy.
His temperament is as warm as jade, and the truth of the Dao is revealed between the lines.
When everyone saw the old man's first glance, they all sighed, what an immortal person!