Shinko Komyo
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“Who is this person?”
“Why is gold so pale compared to King Mon?”
“It seems this person is not easy!”
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Seeing King Kim ’s action, almost everyone was shocked at first, followed by countless questions. “Who is coming?”
Seeing that Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist were more like walking in leisure court, Shi Huang couldn’t help raising his eyebrows, and asked Shen Shen, looking at the change of King Gold than Mongolia.
“This tribe, Lingxiao City, Fang Qingshan, Mosquitoist!”
Fang Qingshan faintly spoke a word, slowly uttering a voice.
As soon as the words fell, people had reached the top of Lingshan Mountain.
“Fang Qingshan, you are late. The mountain top is full. Go down the mountain!”
Shi Huang said calmly.
“No?”
Fang Qingshan smiled faintly, turned around with a smile, and looked at the golden king of Beamon.
“Do you say, do you?”
brush!
The next moment, everyone’s eyes focused on King Goldmon.
Many people have already seen some clues. It seems that King Gold has suffered more from Fang Qingshan and Mosquitoists.
Although she didn’t show her face, she couldn’t help but secretly startled.
Do you know that there are simple people who can sit on these nine heavenly thrones? No one dares to say that he is better than others.
But now, they found that someone actually let gold suffer more than Meng Wang. And it seems that it is not a general loss, it is a big loss, otherwise the gold than Mongolia will not respond to this.
If everyone else is the only thing, the key is that this person is still a human race.
Doesn’t this mean that Fang Qingshan is already above others?
This time, the other eight could not help looking a little ugly.
Of course, they are still ugly.
Hearing Fang Qingshan’s words, he saw his eyes smiling.
Gold was tighter than King Meng. Although he was very reluctant, he could not help but let a stiff face pull a smile and said dryly,
“Yes, the power of friends, in the downside of Xia Gan, I will give you this position.”
With that said, King Beamon really got up and left the seat.
If the previous behavior of King Gold Bemon was only a little shocking to everyone, it would be a little surprised at this moment.
Even if you have suffered a loss, you do n’t need to exaggerate.
Everyone’s wink at Fang Qingshan changed instantly.
At the same time, he could not help but faintly disdain the King of Gold.
How can King Jinmeng not feel this kind of blatant look.
But he didn’t say anything, just a sneer in his heart,
“Ignorant is fearless!”
When they have really seen the means of Fang Qingshan and Mosquitoists, they will know how ridiculous they are now.
Although Meng’s invincible cultivation has made great progress during this period, he secretly observes Fang Qingshan, which is still as unpredictable as the sea.
If there is a chance of success, would the king of land battles such as King of Gold be Mongolian fall without a fight?
He just knew that he had no hope of victory.
In this case, it is better to simply give in.
Otherwise, it is insult.
However, even with King Golden’s surrender, Fang Qingshan and Mosquito are two people, one position behind.
Others haven’t seen Fang Qingshan’s methods, but they won’t give up seats as simply as King Gold than Mongolia.
In this regard, Fang Qingshan could not help but smile slightly, King of gold surrendered directly to Mongolia, although it shocked everyone.
But the so-called one hundred is better than seeing one’s eyes.
He is in need of a great battle to truly establish the human race and the reputation of Sky City in the eternal world.
Therefore, the seat that King King of Bimun gave up, Fang Qingshan directly let the mosquitoes sit up, and he was ready to challenge.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn’t help but calm down, some nervous, some disdain, some eager to try …
“Just you!”
After looking around for a week, Fang Qingshan looked a little further away.
The people followed his fingers to see that they were the bright gods among the other eight Tianjiao kings.
“Challenge me? Seek death!”
The Bright Son chose Fang Qingshan instead of challenging him, but he chose himself. When he is a soft persimmon, he can pinch it at will.
As the God of Light stood up, a multitude of holy lights swept over. There were strange sounds of prayers from the surrounding area. It can be seen that a number of figures appeared in the light of God, and they seemed to be a large number of believers. These believers were praying prayerfully and making chanting sounds, which was the bright Bible. Praise and praise to the Son of Light.
Fang Qingshan saw this and smiled slightly.
“Go for it, or you won’t have another chance.”
“Ok?”
The God of Light was very dissatisfied. When he heard Fang Qingshan’s words, his eyes burst into a beam of cold light.
“All-knowing, Almighty Lord, your glory will spill all over the world. All those who do not believe in you are pagans and will be judged.”
But seeing the **** of light draw a cross on his chest reverently and mutter to himself.
A Bible was flipped on top of its head, and a milky glow dripped. An angel with twelve wings, blond, dressed in pure white armor, and an angel holding a bright sword revealed.
The eyes were cold and ruthless, as if looking down from heaven on earth.
A sword fell, it was broken in a vacuum, and turned into powder, but it was only limited to Fang Qingshan’s whole body, but it was not damaged elsewhere.
It can be seen from this that the Son of Light is indeed the King of Heavenly Pride, not a generation of fame.
You need to know that this place is above the Lingshan Mountain, how solid the space is, but it was smashed by a sword.
Even more shocking is his control of power.
“Sculpture of carving insects, poor skills of Guizhou donkeys!”
Fang Qingshan shook his head and pointed into a sword, drew a circle in front of him, bent his fingers, and the five-element bracelet of destiny power flew out.
Click! !!
The colorful light of the gods and the light of the Holy Light staggered, and the space was directly detonated, bursting into a dazzling brilliance.
Followed by, the sword of light, even the angels stalemate under the five-element bracelet can not breathe. He was smashed directly.
Even the Bible above the Son of the Light was directly torn apart and completely reduced to small pieces flying out in all directions.
“No, that’s impossible!”
The **** of light vomited a spit of inverse blood, and his eyes were full of incredibleness.
It was not just him. Everyone present, except King Goldmon, did not expect this result.
Even when King Beamon saw this scene, his pupils could not help shrinking. Fang Qingshan was still so unpredictable.
At this moment, the Son of Light is too late to think about other things.
After the five-element bracelet collapsed the Bible, he continued to smash at him unabated.
“Damn it, angel scepter! Holy verdict!”
But seeing that the Goddess of Light could not cover his ears with lightning, he took out a heavy treasure and ran into the five-element bracelet.
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