Chapter 1139 Wheels
"Why, what do you mean by your fellow Taoists not speaking? Do you think that Pindao is not authentic? Haha, you fellow Taoists are so right in guessing that Pindao is really unorthodox. To be honest, from birth to now, Pindao, I have never done this before. You must not want to be buried under the thunder of the dead god, right? What a coincidence. I don't want to see the situation of killing each other, so I came up with this strategy. Okay, let's do it. Hand over everything, I will definitely spare your life if I keep my word."
When Sima Nan saw that everyone below was silent, he suddenly guessed something. He opened his mouth and said with a smile.
Zhao Tianyin gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, why are you doing this? To be honest, those treasures were given to the juniors by my eldest brother, and they do not belong to the juniors. Now, even if they are to be given to seniors, they have to be nodded by my eldest brother, but unfortunately Yes, my eldest brother is currently sleeping. If senior really wants it, how about waiting for my eldest brother to wake up and let him decide?"
"Haha, you are really planning well. Don't you even think about it. How can a little junior like you be able to deceive Pindao after he has lived so many lives? Don't you want to wait for that big brother to recover? When the time comes, I want to laugh when I think about Pindao. A group of flies from later generations actually want to attack me in the Longhan era. If this spreads out, I don’t know how many people will laugh." Sima Nan. He saw Zhao Tianyin's plan at a glance and immediately laughed.
Seeing that he could not deceive the red-robed Taoist, Zhao Tianyin's face turned extremely ugly.
But think about it, yes, these are old monsters who have lived for who knows how many years. If they are really deceived by themselves, then there is something wrong with them.
Thinking about it, I know it’s impossible.
Ye Qingyao gritted his silver teeth and said: "Senior, have you forgotten what you just said? We use those treasures, and you use them. The ultimate purpose is to fight against the Terminator. If we are really defeated Terminator, you can just pick it up and use it when the time comes, so why threaten me like this?"
"This is Pindao's business. Pindao always talks back and forth in the same way. He can say whatever he wants. What, you're not convinced?" Sima Nan glanced at her coldly.
Suddenly, except for Ye Qingyao, everyone else who had not followed the origin system felt an extremely cold oppression sweep over them, and a feeling like falling into an ice cave came to their hearts.
Ye Qingyao continued to grit his teeth and said: "This junior is also from the imperial realm. If senior really wants to take action, just step over my body."
At this moment, there was a sudden "boom" and a violent explosion, and a terrifying shock wave swept through the sky, opening a big hole in the sky, revealing a dark background.
The red-robed Taoist was startled, and quickly turned around to look, and immediately saw that the golden bell he had just sacrificed exploded into pieces.
"Hey, it didn't kill you?" The red-robed Taoist was extremely surprised, with disbelief on his face.
"Hmph, you want to blow me up to death with just a small divine thunder. You, Sima Nan, have really lived like a dog for so many years. Are you two brushes worthy of snatching treasures from me?" The middle-aged man said. The man smiled lightly and looked at Sima Nan with a sneer in his eyes.
Just now, he slapped the golden bell with his palm, causing it to explode. Naturally, the Godly Thunder inside also exploded, but nothing happened except for a little blood on his hand.
At most it was numb.
"You don't know, fellow Taoist Sima, that I once practiced the True Yuan Hegemon Body Technique, but when I met you, I had not yet reached the top level of this hegemony body, but it is different now. Now I have already practiced it. On the top floor, you can transform your True Yuan Hegemonic Body. This little divine thunder of yours is indeed powerful, but it is of no use against me." The middle-aged man looked at the red-robed Taoist with cold eyes and said in a deep voice.
Sima Nan's expression changed, and he immediately held up his hands and said, "Your Excellency is great, but I am the poor one who lost."
The God of Death is his biggest trump card, and it is also his invincible trump card in his life. If he doesn't even use this thing, then he is almost invisible in front of the other party.
"Tear down all your dead thunders buried in the holy land below, otherwise I won't mind slapping you to death." The middle-aged man pointed to the Dao Yi Holy Land below and ordered in a cold voice.
Sima Nan was obedient, guessing that the other party didn't want the explosion to destroy the treasure. He quickly raised his hand, and a series of silver light balls flew out from the holy land. There were tens of thousands of them, which showed his vicious heart.
Then, Sima Nan waved his palm towards the void again, and suddenly small bubbles burst open in the depths of the void, and the silver thunderbolts flew out, and finally gathered in his hand.
"Huh, there are so many!" Seeing that all the divine thunders were removed, Zhao Tianyin breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if some shackles had been lifted from their heads.