Supreme Lord

“The sky is dead! The yellow sky should stand!”

The momentum of the sky, the sound and prestige of the sky, are like sweeping from all directions, hiding the sky and covering the earth, mixed with numbers Endless anger and unwillingness, as well as countless arrogance and domineering.

The golden-yellow rainbow is still flickering.

The terrifying power is still spreading.

The turbulence here is also tumbling like ocean waves.

Amidst the turbulence, Gu Qingfeng took out Divine Consciousness. He wanted to investigate one or two. After thinking about it carefully, he gave up after all.

It’s not that I don’t want to, but I dare not.

Yes.

Don’t dare.

This movement, this scene, this posture is really too big, especially the spreading power, not only shocked his mind, but also pressed his whole body uncomfortable, and felt a kind of suffocation.

You must know that even in the face of Heavenly Might, Gu Qingfeng has never been so horrified.

Intuition tells him that something terrifying must have been born, and it is definitely the kind of terrifying existence beyond imagination.

He can feel it.

“The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand!”

The momentum and prestige of the sky continued to explode, and the people who shook their hearts were throbbing and trembling.

Gu Qingfeng is so.

The Daxing Monk is no exception.

Black liquid Empress, old beggar, Bai Chou, Shuiyue Bodhisattva, as well as the Peacock Great and the Floating Emperor, who had a relationship with Gu Qingfeng before, are all like this. No one is exception, even Huanggu The Old Ancestor Divine Consciousness incarnation of those avenues of the times seems to be horrified.

“The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand…”

The Daxing Monk’s complexion is very bad, to be precise, it is ugly. He stared at his eyes and his complexion was pale. , Staring at the golden-yellow Changhong and muttered: “What kind of existence is it, and how can it have such terrifying power? Is it true that a certain Huangtian Old Ancestor failed?”

“no!”

The Daxing Monk shook his head and said: “Aren’t those Huangtian Old Ancestors dead?”

“Who is it? Who is it?”

Suddenly, the Daxing Monk seemed to think of something, his pale face suddenly tightened, and said, “Could it be him?”

“no! impossible! Absolutely impossible! !”

The Daxing Monk shook his head again.

“Gu boy! I think we should leave here as soon as possible. This goddamn is not an easy master at first sight. The ghost knows which terrifying existence is born.”

The Daxing monk retreated, his tone barely fell, for some reason, the turbulence that was originally like a stormy sea gradually swirled under the mighty power of the golden-yellow Changhong, faintly forming a huge chaos Stream vortex.

As soon as the situation is not good, the Daxing monk Sa Yazi ran away, Gu Qingfeng not at all left, and let the turbulence vortex involve himself in it.

He is not a person with multiple curiosities, but this time, he really wants to know which great character was born.

“Gu boy! Your motherfucker is impatient!”

I found out that Gu Qingfeng did not intend to leave. The monk was anxious, and his heart was extremely entangled. His reason told Himself, this place is very dangerous. He must leave as soon as possible. While he can be frightened, he also wants to see which great character was born, and he is more curious than Gu Qingfeng.

After thinking about it, the monk clenched the teeth stomped his feet and stopped fleeing. He clasped Gu Qingfeng’s shoulder, and followed Gu Qingfeng into the turbulent vortex deeper and deeper.

“You old bald donkey motherfucker is gone, what do you do with me!”

Gu Qingfeng cursed.

The Daxing Monk not at all responded, just clasping Gu Qingfeng’s shoulder firmly.

He dragged Gu Qingfeng because he had something to tell Gu Qingfeng. Of course, this was only the second thing. The important thing is that the monk had already realized that when he lured Gu Qingfeng into the ancient black hole, he was doomed. His life has been tied to Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng is born, he is dead, Gu Qingfeng is dead, he is still dead, in the absence of any way to survive, the monk can only drag Gu Qingfeng between Heaven and Earth. To find a way to survive.

When he wants to come, this ancient and modern Heaven and Earth, if anyone can give himself a way to survive, then this person must be Gu Qingfeng.

There will never be a second one.

Gu Qingfeng is now full of heads on the mighty golden-yellow rainbow light, but also disinclined to pay attention to the monk.

As it sinks deeper and deeper in the turbulent vortex, Gu Qingfeng is getting closer and closer to the golden-yellow rainbow.

Even so.

He still dare not take out Divine Consciousness.

The closer to that golden-yellow rainbow light, the more clearly he can feel the terrifying power contained in it.

This terrifying power is beyond his imagination. It is not an exaggeration to call it rare in his life.

He was also fortunate that he did not blindly take out Divine Consciousness, otherwise he would touch this golden-yellow rainbow. If he was backlashed by its power, the consequences would be unimaginable.

I can’t take out Divine Consciousness, I can only use a pair of naked eyes to observe.

Fortunately, he has already practiced a pair of Golden Fire Eyes.

Through the golden-yellow rainbow light, Gu Qingfeng vaguely seems to see a person.

Maybe it’s a person.

He couldn’t see clearly either. The man stood like a lonely mountain in the middle of the turbulent vortex, dressed in ten thousand zhang golden light, with his hands behind him, his head slightly raised. As if staring into the sky.

“The sky does not die, the yellow sky does not stop!”

“The sky does not die, the yellow sky does not stop!”

I saw the man jump up, golden- The yellow rainbow light suddenly exploded, and the vast power contained in it even broke the turbulent vortex shock on the spot, and Gu Qingfeng and the Daxing Monk who were involved in the vortex also flew out by the shock.

Too powerful!

too terrifying!

Also too terrifying!

It feels like scattered ashes and dispersed smoke being shaken by the flick of a finger, and it’s more like being crushed by a powerful force instantly, taking out the unmoving golden body of the monk and the fleshy body as powerful as The two of Gu Qingfeng of Sri Lanka were suffering from this powerful shock. The bones seemed to fall apart, and the whole person could not stop flying in the turbulence.

I don’t know how long it has been, I really don’t know, whether it is Gu Qingfeng or the Daxing Monk, their minds are filled with the eight words of Heaven is Dead, Huang Tiandangli, like a curse It kept reverberating in their minds, unable to drive away or disperse.

When they came back to his senses and stopped their bodies, they looked around again. The golden-yellow rainbow light had already disappeared, and the turbulent vortex had already collapsed. Only the turbulent turbulence was there. Roaring and rolling in the ancient black hole.

Gu Qingfeng, regardless of the pain in his body, flew over, trying to find it, but he did not find it after searching for a long time. It seems that the person has really disappeared, disappear without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

Close your eyes.

In my mind, the sky is dead, and the eight words of Huang Tiandangli are still reverberating. Gu Qingfeng shook his head and muttered in amazement: “What kind of existence is this motherfucker, too terrifying? Right?”