Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

who?

Flying Daggers?

Yin Ze was stunned, and when he was done, he wanted to find a thatched hut for Zhanxian Flying Daggers to throw in and wash well.

slaughter? You slept with your pillow raised last night, it's hard for you to slaughter a quasi-santo with a strong body.

but……

Zhanxian Flying Daggers can speak?

This thing is actually alive.

Yin Ze, who has achieved the achievement of Saint Weeping Blood and died without regret, has an unusually crooked brain circuit at this time.

"Boy, do you really want to Tu Sheng, if you do, then come out and sacrifice to me!"

At this moment, Flying Daggers, who had been slow to reply, urged Yin Ze in his ear.

'Uh...' Seeing that Flying Daggers is not wanting face, Yin Ze is also interested. Anyway, he can even see through life and death now, and it is not bad to sacrifice the 1000 merits of Flying Daggers.

While brewing the burning merits, idle is idle, unwilling to see Yin Ze with that old face, so he simply chatted with Zhanxian Flying Daggers more.

'Can you really kill the saint? ’

"Other Saints can't do it, but it can be accepted!"

'Why? ’

"Because, that's what he owes me!"

Between the two questions and two answers, the 1000 virtues have been burnt out, and the bright red Flying Daggers Calabash suddenly scattered with a faint red glow.

The small Calabash, which was originally only three inches in size, was enlarged to three feet and three inches.

The whole body is as crystal clear as fire crystals, and the whole body exudes a red glow that makes people feel cold. There are two more inscriptions on Calabash's belly.

Yin Ze, who is illiterate in the wild, doesn't know him, but.

Get acquainted!

"Jiujiu..." Jie Yin frowned and read out two inscriptions, the whole person seemed to be caught in the memory, and even the hand that locked Yin Ze's throat unconsciously loosened.

Yin Ze, who felt her breathing re-smooth, was startled, my Calabash got bigger? Zhanxian Flying Daggers even has a second form?

"Boy, look good, this is the real me!"

'who are you? ’

boom!

Calabash's mouth exploded with thunder, and the old voice was loud.

But this time, the words not only rang in Yin Ze's ears, but resounded in the world.

"Boy, listen carefully, I am Hongyun!"

brush!

A cloud of blood-like lightning spewed out of Calabash's mouth, blasting the red sky.

Immediately, a stunning knife light lit up.

When Jie Yin saw the light of the sword, it was as if the common man saw a deadly snake and scorpion, and he pushed out a thousand feet in an instant.

But there is no difference between withdrawing and not withdrawing.

The sword light flickered, and the sword formed a formation.

The fate of the human race in Yin Ze was instantly swept away.

"Boy, let me use your Qi for a while."

The tens of thousands of battles at the Sishui Pass are now full of red clouds.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, only the red clouds dance in the sky.

Jie Yin was trapped in the formation and flew around like a headless fly, and even if Saint tried his best, he couldn't beat the rich red glow.

Yin Ze was stunned by Hong Xia, and opened her eyes after a while.

In front of me, there is a different bright red in the red glow of the sky.

Red hair, red eyebrows, red beard, red clothes...

He is all red and looks like a kind-hearted old man.

With a hook, the three-foot-three-inch red Calabash around Yin Ze's waist flew into his hands.

"I have been enshrined in Calabash for ten thousand years, incarnated as Flying Daggers, I can't wake up without drinking holy blood, boy, thanks to you today, let me drink a drop of holy blood to restore my true spirit, this Karma, Hongyun wrote down. "

The old man gave Yin Ze a kind smile, and Yin Ze's head buzzed.

He knew who the old man was.

Red Cloud!

Ancestor Red Cloud!

The legendary first and foremost good man in the Great Desolation and the unfortunate.

Zhanxian Flying Daggers turned out to be changed by the ancestor of Hongyun, then this Calabash...

Isn't it just ninety-nine red clouds and Calabash?

Good guy, I actually threatened to put the Red Cloud Ancestor into the ditch again and again?

It's so weird that Yin Ze doesn't feel like he's been killed.

"Okay boy, let's talk about small talk later, I should go to see the old man! Friends! Friends! It's time!"

Yin Ze really wanted to chat with Patriarch Hongyun, the legendary hapless man, but Patriarch Hongyun was obviously not in the mood to chat with him now.

The crimson pupils locked onto the receptionist in the formation, and every word was full of killing intent!

Ancestor Hongyun jumped into the formation.

"Acceptance, do you still remember the grace of that futon in Zixiao Palace tens of thousands of years ago?"

"Hongyun? You are Hongyun, you are not dead yet?"

"Hehe, death? Thanks to you, my life is better than death. You are so cruel. If I hadn't given you the futon back then, how could you have been sanctified!"

"But what about you, why are you revenge for your kindness and revenge, together with Kunpeng Styx and other evils to repair my path..."

Yin Ze stood outside the formation, unable to see what was inside, and could only hear roars coming from time to time.

Eat melon Zee went online immediately, with sharp eyes.

He suddenly understood why Ancestor Hongyun had the confidence to say that he was going to slaughter the saint.

As a writer of prehistoric web articles, how could Yin Ze not know the grievances between Ancestor Hongyun and Jie Yin.

At that time, Taoist Hongjun and Heavenly Dao Indistinguishable Dao hid the six primordial purple qi in the futon. In the name of preaching and accepting disciples, they planned to cultivate six Heavenly Dao Saints for the flood.

Sanqing, Nuwa, Hongyun, Zhunti Jieyin, Kunpeng and other quasi-sages at that time, all had the potential to become saints and came to listen to the sermons.

However, some people know the mystery of these futons, and some people do not.

For example, Sanqing and Hongjun are both disciples and friends. Naturally, they know that the futon has the purple aura of Hongmeng. In this sermon, whoever can occupy a futon is destined to be sanctified.

Sanqing knew it, and Nuwa knew it too. The deep-minded and manipulative quasi-examination and reception did not know how to inquire about the news.

Anyway, this secret, in the end, except for the unlucky Hong Yun, everyone else knew it.

However, the rule set by Hongjun is first come, first served. On the day of the sermon, the six members of Sanqing Nuwa Hongyun Kunpeng arrived early, and each sat on a futon.

Zhun mentions these two people who clearly know the mystery of the futon, but takes a step too slowly.

The hatred in the hearts of Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, this futon is about the only chance for sanctification, and they should not miss it no matter what.

They wanted to snatch it, but they were nothing at the time. The six people sitting on the futon right now could beat them all to death.

So, the treacherous receptionist came up with a plan, and hit the crooked idea on the famous old man Hongyun Patriarch.

It's not clear how Yin Ze was fooled by the reception and quote, but it must be the combination of crying miserably, crying badly, and crying that the western land is barren.

The most helpful ancestor, Hongyun, didn't know the secret of the futon. It felt like it was just a seat, so he gave the futon to the reception and lead.

The receptionist came with Zhunti, and it happened that there was a Kunpeng monster in the six seats.

The arrogant Yuanshi Tianzun has always disliked people with hair and horns, so how could he allow a lowly demon clan to appear in Saint, so he and Zhunti kicked Kunpeng out of his seat as well.

Good guy, it doesn't matter if Patriarch Hongyun gave up his seat. Not only did he miss the opportunity to be sanctified, but also the Kunpeng demon master who was involved was unlucky, and he was later beaten to death by Kunpeng after reckoning.

However, from the few words that came out in front of him, Yin Ze got a piece of new news.

Hearing what Ancestor Hongyun said, Kunpeng and Ming He and the others went to kill him, but they were still chasing him.

Then this introduction is really too impersonal.

Simply scum!