Chapter 690
690. The Death of Lanting【1】
690.Ranning lamp falls
Who is Yuanshi Tianzun?
One of the Eight Saints of the Prehistoric World.
One of the three pure ones.
The best saint!
Ran Deng was slapped in the face, which was undoubtedly a slap in the Chan School and a slap in the Chan School.
This was undoubtedly a slap Yuanshi Tianzun hard. Yuanshi Tianzun could not swallow this breath.
This person who stepped on the lamp and rubbed the lamp will definitely attract Yuanshi Tianzun to take action in the future. In the end, everything will happen.
This is not...
The disaster had just swept across the prehistoric world, and the deputy leader of the Chan Sect was pressed to the ground and rubbed. He was still using his feet, which was so embarrassing. Sure enough, this disaster was not an ordinary disaster.
Maybe even saints will be affected. They are more quasi-saints in the prehistoric world. They should be more low-key recently and don’t end up like Lan Deng.
This became a joke in the entire prehistoric world.
After a few disasters, I am coming out to roam!
The kingly way is to develop vulgarly.
...
Many powerful people in the prehistoric world stared at this place in the dark, even if the Lan Deng didn't need to sense it, they knew their existence. After all, the noise was so loud that many powerful people in the prehistoric world could not be sensed.
at this time.
I'm afraid that his embarrassing appearance has fallen into the eyes of many powerful people in the prehistoric world. Ran Deng understands that he may have become a joke in their eyes now.
Lan Deng was very unwilling to accept it.
Not convinced.
But he was helpless. He was rubbed under Hunxiu's feet. He thought of struggling, but when his powerful magic power spread out, he would be absorbed by Hunxiu's soles.
Hunxiu's body was like a bottomless pit. Only he wanted to break free. As long as the majestic magic power surged out, it would be swallowed up immediately.
Nothing was left behind.
This made De Ran Deng helpless!
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, he had never resisted, but was just howling ghosts and wolves. Only Randeng himself understood that he had always resisted.
Never give up resisting!
Ke Hunxiu's soles suppressed him tightly and stepped on him. Even if he used all his skills, his majestic supreme magic power would be of no help.
I can only be suppressed and stepped on by the soul show.
No matter how you resist, it will be meaningless.
final.
After Randeng's experiment, he realized that it was unrealistic to resist Hunxiu. For the sake of this, he could only let Hunxiu let go of his feet.
Randeng suppressed the scorching pain on his face and said, "Fellow Daoist, please raise your feet. All this is a misunderstanding! It is a misunderstanding!"
"I'd like to ask fellow Taoists to show their respect to the three religions and one family, and give them a high price! I already know that I'm wrong."
"Misunderstand?"
When Hunxiu heard Ran Deng’s words, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. Ran Deng said that it was a misunderstanding. When Hunxiu said that it was a misunderstanding, she opened her mouth. There was a three-point sneer and a seven-point sarcasm in the corner of her mouth!
The soles of the shoes couldn't help but say hard: "Old thief Randeng, are you afraid you are thinking about nothing? A misunderstanding? There is no so-called misunderstanding at all! I just came out of seclusion, but you falsely accused me of stealing your spiritual treasure? This is not a misunderstanding, nor is there a misunderstanding!"
"There is no so-called misunderstanding between you and me!"
...
Five Elements Zhuang.
When Zhen Yuanzi heard Hunxiu's words, he stroked Hunxiu's white beard and looked at Ran Deng, who was rubbing against Hunxiu's feet with strange eyes, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that Ran Deng was still so shameless! He offended a mysterious strong man just for the sake of a mere spiritual treasure. It seems that Ran Deng has really kicked the iron plate."
After looking at the embarrassed Lan Ding, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hun Xiu again and said, "Who is this mysterious powerful man? With such strength and easy suppression, it is impossible to be unknown in the prehistoric world."
"Why haven't I heard of this person before? There is no information. Whether it is his strength or his peerless appearance, it is difficult to be an unknown person in the entire prehistoric world!"
"Is it some Chaos Demon God who has been in seclusion?"
...
North of the prehistoric continent.
There is a small island on the North Sea. This small island is called Demon Master Island. It was the demon master Kunpeng who once came to this small island, and this small island just had its name.
Demon Master Island!
In the name of the demon master Kunpeng.
There is also a palace on the Demon Master Island...Demon Master's Mansion!
It is not difficult to hear when you hear the name. This is the mansion of the demon master Kunpeng.
The demon master’s mansion is headed by the demon master Kunpeng. Almost most of the demon clan’s forces were gathered here by Kunpeng. This is considered the base camp of the demon clan!
after all.
Once upon a time, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan's Base Camp had been occupied and no longer belonged to them. They could only develop in the north of the prehistoric continent, and remain calm and do not waver.
When they have a chance in the future, they will restore the glory of the demon clan in the past.
Kunpeng looked at the picture in front of him, Randeng was rubbed on the ground by someone, Randeng said in his heart: "Randeng's late stage is the quasi-saint. With his magic weapon, even the peak of the quasi-saint can fight!"
"Even if I can't get any benefits against this guy Randeng. Now that Randeng is being stepped on and rubbed under his feet, Randeng has no strength to resist. Who is this guy?"
Kunpeng was curious about the identity of Soul Show. Not only was he very curious, but there were no powerful people in the entire prehistoric world who were not curious about his identity. Unfortunately, the entire prehistoric world is now shrouded in a huge disaster.
They want to calculate the identity of Soul Show, but they cannot calculate it.
The secret of heaven is in chaos.
There is no such thing as this.
Being shrouded in disasters, nothing can be calculated, which makes these powerful people in the prehistoric world feel insecure at all!
Everything is out of their control, so where is there any sense of security?
I was so panicked!
Under the disaster, even the late-stage quasi-saint lighting was pressed to the ground and rubbed by people. Under the disaster, no one knew what variables would be issued.
Especially this mysterious strong man, whose origin is mysterious, seems to appear out of thin air.
They have no impression of the soul show, no information at all.
really.
Under the disaster, all kinds of monsters and monsters came out.
...
Golden Eagle Island.
The temple of the Tongtian Sect Master.
There are still many disciples of the Jie Sect in Jinqi Island. After all, the leader of Tongtian went to Chaos Zixiao Palace to discuss the matter of disaster.
There is still someone to take charge of the Golden Eagle Island.
On the island.
In the void.
There is a picture emerging.
The scene in this picture is the scene where Lan Deng was pressed under his feet by a mysterious strong man in Kunlun Mountain. Looking at the picture in front of him, the mysterious strong man who was stepping on Lan Deng.
I don't know why.
The many disciples of the Jie Sect present felt familiar inexplicably, and seemed to have seen it somewhere. Unfortunately, they just couldn't remember it for a while and didn't understand what the situation was.
...
Hun Xiu stepped on Randeng's head, looked down at Randeng and said, "Randeng, now is the time for you to pay the price for your choice!"
"Remember, be an honest person in the next life!"
boom!
Hunxiu exerted a little force on the soles of her shoes, and the entire Kunlun Mountain was trembling slightly, and the breath of Lan Deng disappeared.
Chapter completed!