Chapter 953: A Group of Turtle Sons

"Are you ordering me?" Gong Hanyu glanced at the master of Yangshen Temple, but just this one glance frightened the heart of the master of Yangshen Temple, as if being pushed into an abyss. Don't even think about it.

The Lord of the Yangshen Palace knelt down in front of Gong Hanyu without hesitation, as humble as a dog.

"My lord, I misunderstood, how dare a young man order you."

He buried his head deeply, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

He understands how terrifying the descendant is, especially the two in front of him, who are no longer as powerful as they could have imagined.

"Hahahaha..." Qin Yitian laughed loudly, "Look at your current appearance, there is no difference between you like a dog, you only wag your tail and beg for mercy at your master, don't you feel sad?"

It's just that the voice just fell.

Qin Yitian's expression was stiff, sweat dripped from his forehead, his body was suddenly hit by gravity, and he hit the ground with a bang.

The speed is so fast that people can't see how it is shot.

"Indigenous, you talk too much nonsense."

Gong Hanyu stood where he was, but twisted his wrist, obviously it was his hand that moved just now.

And the speed is so fast that people can't catch it.

"Father……"

Qin Feng panicked, but was held back by Han Bikong, "Don't go out, even if you go out, it's useless, and it won't save your father at all."

"Damn it." Qin Feng was not reconciled because his own strength was too weak. If he could be stronger, he would not be as powerless as he is now.

cough cough!

Qin Yitian, who was blasted to the ground, did not die, but coughed and sprayed blood.

The heavy blow just now didn't kill him. If he hadn't prepared in advance and blessed himself with more than a dozen body-protecting magic weapons, the blow just now might have really killed him.

"Qin Feng, don't be impulsive, your father is not dead." Han Bikong said softly.

Qin Feng calmed down and thought of a way to solve the immediate danger.

But, in the end, there was nothing to do.

In the face of absolute strength, any method is useless.

Strategies are only useful when the gap is very small.

Song Wu's expression was a little dazed, how could the person who was standing beside him just now be blasted to the ground in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even have a reaction.

Is it really that strong?

Now he really wants to ask the deputy marshal, when will your brother arrive, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on any longer.

When he came back to his senses, a figure appeared in front of him, which was the terrifying descendant.

"It's interesting, when no one came out, you dare to come out first, facing us, you, a native, have some ideas, tell me, why?" Gong Hanyu approached the other party, whispering in the other party's ear.

Although he didn't do anything, the words heard Song Wu's ears, but they were like the sound of terror, lingering in his heart, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

"I...I." Song Wu was too scared and nervous, and began to stutter.

"Don't be nervous." Gong Hanyu smiled, and looked at the poor aborigine in front of him jokingly, "Tell me your confidence, why do you let such a humble aborigine dare to be the first to come out and run wild in front of me?"

Song Wu wanted to scold, go too far, and bully others. Although he didn't do anything, the tone of his words was scary.

However, he remembered his identity.

I am a navy.

A representative of justice and peace.

Now that everyone has already hit the door of the house, how can I be afraid, the senior brother of the deputy marshal is still behind them to support them, let alone be afraid.

"it is good."

Song Wu let out a loud roar, which shocked Gong Hanyu for a moment.

"Listen well, our navy is indeed not your opponent, but the brother of our deputy marshal is already on his way."

"As long as he arrives, all of you who have descended will feel the real horror."

When Song Wu said these words, the courage that had been frightened and lost returned.

He feels that the descendant is not so invincible,

There are people on my side who are the opponents of the descendants.

"Hahahahaha..."

Suddenly, laughter sounded.

The master of the Yangshen Temple laughed so hard that he was about to die, then pointed at Song Wu, and even looked down.

"So that's the case, you guys have such thoughts. Could it be that you are so confident because you saw Zhizhiniao and learned that someone can kill the descendant?"

Then his tone changed, becoming sarcastic.

"Tell you ignorant guys, do you know the origin of these two adults standing in front of you?"

"They are world-level powerhouses who are about to come down. Are you unable to understand what a world-level powerhouse is? Then you have to listen carefully."

"That is a realm stronger than the Emperor Heaven Realm."

The master of the Yangshen Temple was really about to die laughing, and there were still people who had such hopes.

Ignorant, really ignorant.

"what?"

The navies who were hiding below were shocked to hear this, and they were all dumbfounded. They were full of hope, and suddenly felt that there was darkness ahead.

The strength division of the descendants, they know.

Dao Realm, Emperor Heaven Realm.

These are the two realms.

The Dao realm is nothing, the strong outside their domain also have the peak Dao realm, able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the descendants.

But that Emperor Heaven Realm is extremely tyrannical, and it has long been no longer an existence that they can contend with.

Later, Zhizhiniao learned that someone could kill the descendant of the Emperor's Heaven Realm, and that person was the senior brother of the deputy marshal, so he led the descendant to the Yang Temple.

They have the confidence to fight back.

But the situation is not right now. The descendants who came this time actually have two world realms, and they are still beyond the realm of the Emperor Heaven Realm.

How can I resist this?

Han Bikong heaved a sigh of relief, luckily he didn't get in touch with his senior brother.

He was also full of hope for his senior brother at first, but when he heard the other party say this, he knew that this was no longer an existence that his senior brother could resist.

"You..." Song Wu stared into Yuanyuan's eyes, unable to believe it.

How could this be possible.

Is it true, or is it false?

The void in the distance.

Jingsheng hid in the endless void, his brows were tightly frowned, "There is no strong man, what is the anxiety?"

Although he was not with Gong Hanyu and the others, he followed behind.

If you don't understand, you have to understand.

What is the situation that makes people feel so uneasy.

From before to now, no strong person has appeared.

Even the strongest one has already been blasted to the ground by Gong Hanyu, losing his fighting power.

What is it...

"Hey, brother die, let me ask you something, have you seen a group of despicable descendants passing by here?"

Jingsheng trembled all over, a bead of sweat suddenly fell from his reflective bald head.

what's the situation?

Didn't even find out.

Who is the person on his shoulder behind him? What is his background?

In an instant, countless questions flooded my mind.

But Jingsheng is also a person who has seen big scenes. He stabilized his heart, clasped his hands together, turned his head, and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, dare to ask the benefactor what is your business."

"So it's a monk." Lin Fan looked him up and down, "Hey, why do I feel that you are a bit like the bald donkey I hammered to death last time?"

"Don't be nervous, just kidding. My backer is Sanqing. Buddhism and Taoism belong to the same family, so it has something to do with it. If you don't hit you, don't be afraid. I'm a very good person."

"Now I'm looking for a group of despicable descendants."

"You don't know, I'm going crazy, I've been going around the whole upper vault, but I can't find it, and now it's left here, have you seen it?"

Lin Fan was a little speechless, he must ask Zhizhiniao to find out the location next time, otherwise he would really run to death.

Jingsheng blinked, unable to understand what the other party said, but he still managed to understand.

"So that's it, this benefactor, if you said that a group of descendants with hideous faces, the poor monk really saw it, and it was not far in front, why don't you go and see it."

The voice just fell.

He saw this guy with an inexplicable background approaching him, sniffing at the tip of his nose.

"Monk, the smell on your body is a bit unpleasant. It is very similar to the monk I hammered to death. Are you a descendant?"

Hearing this, Jingsheng felt a chill in his heart, could he still not escape after all?

Is this the catastrophe calculated by pinching fingers?

No, my fate is up to me.

"Almsgiver, the monks don't lie. The poor monk is indeed a descendant, but the poor monk is different from other descendants. This time the lower bound is to save the common people and save them from suffering." Jingsheng looked calm, but his tone was serious A feeling of proving yourself.

"Oh, it seems that you are very different from other descendants." Lin Fan laughed.

Jingsheng smiled and clasped his hands together, "Benefactor, this is not true, no matter the upper realm or the lower realm, there is no difference, the only difference is a heart."

"Hmm." Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, "Although I don't know what you're talking about, it sounds interesting."

Then he patted Jingsheng on the shoulder, "Don't worry, don't be afraid, I won't beat you up. Seeing that you are a good monk, keep going, don't be led astray, or I will beat you to death .”

"Thank you for your kind words, the poor monk will keep it in your heart." Jingsheng nodded.

The voice just fell.

Lin Fan attacked directly in front, it seemed that he was right in front, so it was easy to find.

"Phew!" Seeing Lin Fan leaving, Jing Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Who is this?"

His heart was pounding, and he appeared behind him silently. When he met him, he only realized the other party. This ability and strength seemed a bit terrifying.

Wouldn't this be his own catastrophe?

After counting again, the catastrophe has indeed dissipated, but it has not disappeared completely.

"No, we have to see what happens next."

Jing Sheng did not leave, but sat and waited for what happened next.

at this time.

Members of the Navy are in a desperate situation.

At first, I was still thinking that if the senior brother of the deputy marshal came, there would be no problem.

But looking at the current situation, even if he came, it would be of no use.

"Hahahaha... how about it, do you feel hopeless? Do you really think there is still hope? Let me tell you, there is no more." The master of Yangshen Temple smiled wildly.

Sudden!

A voice came through.

"Grass mud horse, you sons of bitches, let me find it easily. How about you, junior brother, did you hear what I shouted earlier? If you did, I don't know how to contact you."

Lin Fanren hadn't arrived yet, but the scolding had already come.

Oh, a group of turtle sons.

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