Twin martial arts

"In this way, our goal has almost been achieved."

Wu Qingcheng smiled and said: "After this matter is over, we can devote all our energy to the dispute between Wang Qing'er and the patriarch of the Celestial Clan."

Lin Fan nodded and said, "Actually, I'm not too enthusiastic about the fight between his husband and wife."

After a moment of silence, Lin Fan said: "We just need to help Wang Qing'er bring those who are still alive and loyal to her to the Senluo Realm, and don't care about other worlds."

"She will lose badly." Wu Qingcheng frowned.

Lin Fan said: "No matter who loses or wins, it will be of great benefit to us, but if we keep participating in it, it will be very bad."

"That's right." Wu Qingcheng sighed, and said, "But if you and I leave, can Rakshasa really control the overall situation?"

Lin Fan sneered, and said, "Don't forget that in the ancient battlefields of Senluo Realm, there are a few truly unrivaled powerhouses."

Wu Qingcheng narrowed her eyes slightly, and said: "Those seniors probably don't understand the truth that there are no eggs under a nest. If there is a critical moment, I am afraid that the Four Great Beast Kings will appear."

Lin Fan said: "The horror characters in the ancient battlefield hate the Celestial Clan no less than I do, so you can rest assured."

On the battlefield of the two races.

The royal family swept away the previous decadence and aggrieved, and repeatedly forced and forced to fight!

What he did was many times more than the beginning gods, too excessive and cruel.

It turned out that they even did cruel and bloody things like cutting captives alive in front of the beginning gods.

This of course aroused the wrath of the entire Shishen clan.

They all challenged the ancestors of the Shishen clan who had just returned to the camp, bluntly saying that even if the clan was wiped out, they would not be able to bear the anger.

However, the first ancestor of the Primordial God Clan suppressed the anger of the whole clan by means, forcefully forcing this group of arrogant soldiers to endure the anger.

Just based on this point, he is many times stronger than the ancestor of the royal family.

"Qingxian, I know that you have anger and hatred in your heart, but there is no way around it. A woman from the Protoss is originally a trade item. It has been like this since ancient times, and it has been the same for all the Protoss." The ancestor of the Protoss closed his eyes and whispered, "I only hope that Mu Yi I can accept you as soon as possible, so that I can facilitate that matter as soon as possible."

The ancestor of the Primordial God Clan grinned grimly, and said, "Everything is for the ethnic group, I am right, including the old man, if the ethnic group needs it, I can throw my head and blood!"

The ancestor of the Primordial God Clan barely distorted, and said: "He Muyi must have a way to facilitate that matter. After all, in the whole world, he is the only one who can heal Daoji's injury. How dare Emperor Sen refuse to accept it? It depends on whether he is willing or not." That's all."

During this time, the world is restless.

There is going to be a terrible battle everywhere.

Moreover, almost all of them are infighting among the Celestial Clans.

Some clan elders suddenly defected and made trouble suddenly, and the heavenly clan's divine mansion was like a dream, and at this time, there were smoldering flames everywhere.

At this time, the patriarch of the Celestial Clan was sitting opposite the head of the patrolling family.

"Your mother-in-law is really ruthless, and her hidden strength is terrifying enough." The hunting leader laughed mockingly, and slowly landed a sunspot, and then said: "You are absent-minded, you will lose this game of chess. "

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan looked at the hunting leader and said, "Not necessarily."

"Not necessarily?" The hunting leader sneered, and said, "Ambush from all sides, soldiers are approaching the city, what way do you have to go? In the end, you have already lost this game since your useless son made that kid wake up." One chip."

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan was silent for a moment, looking at the black and white staggered chessboard, he said mockingly: "I just want to clear the clan, that's all."

The hunting leader's pupils shrank slightly, and said: "Could it be?"

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan raised his head and glanced at him, the white flag fell, and immediately, the seemingly disorganized, armored and severed dragon attacked by the black flag seemed to be coming back to life.

The hunting leader exclaimed: "You are so ruthless?"

Then, he quickly fell down.

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan laughed mockingly: "I am not equal to him, so what I see is naturally different. He has planned every step of the way and worked hard. I am just waiting for him to push the situation to this point step by step. "

It turned out that the black flag carried by the hunting leader turned out to be the representative Lin Fan! ! !

"Look, if my piece falls, will you lose everything?" The patriarch of the Celestial Clan laughed, and the white piece that fell suddenly became murderous, like a killing sword, cutting the entire chessboard!

Immediately, black and white were clearly distinguished, and the white side once again took the lead, while the black side was scattered all over the chessboard.

"Master!" The hunting leader sighed: "If this continues, the kid will lose until he has nothing!"

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan sneered and said: "This is just the winning or losing that can be seen on the chessboard, but in reality there will always be various accidents, such as in the Three Thousand Worlds that are less than vertical and horizontal on the chessboard, and Sen Luo who has become the back garden of that kid." boundary."

The hunting leader frowned slightly.

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan raised his hand and took two sunspots from the hunting leader's flag box and dropped them down. Suddenly, those scattered sunspots seemed to be united again, and there was a faint tendency of a real dragon raising its head.

"That kid is also a master! He really has the qualifications to compete with you and me! A rare talent! I finally understand why you wanted to make him the successor of the Celestial Clan. You can really get rid of the shackles of your heavenly clan for so many epochs." The hunting leader's eyes were full of horror, and he said: "I'm afraid this kid has known all your plots and arrangements, so he has been waiting You sever your wrists, cleanse the world, and then you will be killed with a knife when you are in a desperate situation!"

"That is indeed the case." The patriarch of the Celestial Clan nodded and said, "But, he doesn't know what strength our Celestial Clan possesses. I confront each other on an equal footing, to the point where I gave him the few cards of the Protoss that he held so hard in his hands."

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan swept a few crucial sunspots on the side of the black flag!

Every sunspot represents a family of gods.

"Look, who else can he do now?" The patriarch of the Celestial Clan sneered and said, "He is qualified to play games with me because I gave him the hole card, and I want to use his hands to build a new world. So you understand?"

The hunting leader smiled wryly and said, "I don't like this kind of planning, it's too tiring."

A little sarcasm appeared in the eyes of the patriarch of the Celestial Clan: "So you can only be trapped in my Celestial Clan forever, as an invisible existence."

The hunting leader sneered, and said angrily: "Don't worry, don't be a trader who will be manipulated in the end. At that time, I will have too many jokes to laugh at."

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan looked far away, smiled proudly, and said: "Unless the gods return, or a new god is born, no one in this world is qualified to control this seat."