Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 246 Don't Be Illiterate
Originally, Guo Shengye was still watching a play, but Fang Ping, an unfilial son, dragged him into trouble with his next sentence.

"Don't worry, I will definitely hand over the treasure to King Wu, and you don't want to look for me, as long as I'm still alive...Of course, I might hand it to King Ye."

Fang Ping grinned: "If the human race is besieged at that time, I must hand over the treasure to the wild king, at least to bring a strong helper to my human race. Do you think it makes sense?"

Although no one cheered him on, Fang Ping talked stand-up comedy for a long time by himself, singing, reading, playing, and playing. It directly stunned the CPU of most of the people present.

Guo Shengye stood there lazily, folded his arms and sneered, but said nothing, as if he had acquiesced to what Fang Ping said.

Zhang Tao denied it with a half-smile, "Don't give it to me, I'm still injured, give it to King Tiantian."

Several people blatantly discussed the arrangements afterwards, as if they would definitely get the Emperor's Supreme Treasure.

"Rampant, do you really think you guys will win?"

"It's nothing but quick tongue!"

After waiting for a while, some people were about to speak harsh words, Guo Shengye frowned, and said impatiently: "Okay, let's go quickly, don't babble."

Taoist Fengyun's mystery when he appeared on the stage directly contributed to Guo Shengye's arrogance at this moment.

In fact, he didn't really want the old man's compliment.

He said lightly: "The people here forged the sky-peeping mirror to spy on the place of Wang Zhan, and this old man just wanted to see who lived and who died inside."

"..."

While speaking, phantoms appeared in the air, and there were countless phantoms of coffins behind him.

Zhentian Wang only felt blue veins throbbing in his forehead, this kid is really crazy, no Taoist Fengyun can pretend to be aggressive.

Just when Zhang Wu and Qin Fengqing were about to leave, Li Zhu asked with a light smile again: "General Flower God, are you really planning to go back to the cave?"

"Why not, aren't you, Li Zhu, one of the victims?"

Li Zhu smiled gently: "How could it be?"

Along with the cold came Xiaobai's voice: "Tianwaitian, Overseas Immortal Island and Catacombs may join forces to weaken the land of resurrection, be careful."

People from other forces also found the domain entrance to enter.

The corner of Guo Shengye's mouth twitched, and he complained: "It is obvious that the ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers keep their names, so how can they tamper with other people's poems casually?"

It gripped Fang Ping's thigh familiarly, and Fang Ping shivered from the cold. Even though his strength had reached the double-nine training, he still couldn't resist the coldness that seemed to be able to pierce the soul.

Guo Shengye stared at the old man who seemed to be singing an opera for a long time, and said, "Are you the one just now?"

Xiaobai followed behind Qin Fengqing and Zhang Wu, and landed beside Fang Ping and the others.

Guo Shengye frowned, dissatisfied: "Why don't you praise me? I recognized you right away."

"Yes, Hall Master."

He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Bai, looked at Zhang Wu and Qin Fengqing and said, "Follow Fang Ping."

"The Tomb of Tyrant!"

"Why should King Wu be like this? This old man is just a corpse collector." Taoist Fengyun said in a pitiful tone, "How many heroes died without being named, isn't it sad? Few of the strong in ancient times have known it, only Fengyun has kept his name!"

King Zhentian's explanation let the people present know what Taoist Fengyun's Three Realms Billboard was, and it calmed everyone's desire to attack Xuying.

The names of ancient powerhouses emerged one by one, both alive and dead.

Cangmao wrinkled its nose and said, "But this cat doesn't like reading. Cats are for playing, not for studying."

Town King: "..."

"..."

Guo Shengye didn't say anything, "Otherwise you will be like this old man in the future", but everyone present subconsciously completed this sentence in their hearts.

Guo Shengye quickly glanced at Zhang Tao, who had no other expression on his face, and looked at Li Zhu with a sneer: "What are you going back for? What you are good at in the cave is internal strife. Instead of going back and being killed by you looking for reasons, it is better to stay with me Be my younger brother."

Daoist Fengyun praised with a mixture of tears and laughter: "Heavenly King has good eyesight."

Fang Ping nodded imperceptibly.

Guo Shengye frowned again. His originally sharp appearance looked particularly unfavorable at the moment. Coupled with his tall body, he felt extremely oppressive.

The old man who was interrupted paused for a moment, and cried out sadly: "Heroes of the ages are all lost here! The Nine Emperors, the Four Heavenly Emperors, the ancient emperors, the true gods of the three realms, the original heroes, the golden gods and demons... all should be recorded in history. How can you die without a name!"

Zhang Tao saw his name, and said indifferently: "Pretending to be a ghost, why doesn't this deity dare to come around, how about letting Zhang have a good chat with you?"

Guo Shengye's words are simply stepping on Taoist Fengyun's position.

Now, Fang Ping couldn't bear it anymore, and emphasized in a low voice: "That's a crack in the brain nucleus!"

Xiaobai said indifferently: "Anyway, as long as you know what I mean."

Although he was sitting on the ground, looking up at the phantom in mid-air, he was imposing, as if he was looking down at the other party.

After hearing Guo Shengye's words, the smile on Li Zhu's face faded a little, and he didn't say anything to tease Guo Shengye who was impatient at the moment.

He sat on the ground casually, hugged Cangmao's fat and soft body, and warned: "Ah Cang, you have to study hard, don't be illiterate."

Fang Ping didn't want to talk to Xiaobai, and silently led everyone from the sixth-grade domain into the king's war zone.

Seeing what Guo Shengye wanted to say, it hurriedly said in order to divert his attention: "It's strange that those coffins don't have your name on them."

"The tomb of King Wu Zhang Tao!"

Guo Shengye raised his head, stared at the phantom, and said with a faint smile, "You want to collect my corpse? He's not qualified yet."

Xiaobai continued with satisfaction: "Did you see that man over there? Go in and find an opportunity to kill him. He is a martial artist who cultivates spiritual knowledge. Killing him can heal the hole in your brain."

Although there were only two people who wanted to enter the Palace of the Son of Heaven, which seemed a bit pitiful among these forces, Guo Shengye still arranged for it as a matter of course: "Enter through a different domain entrance."

All of a sudden, the huge periphery seemed a little deserted.

At this time, an old voice that fits the desolate atmosphere sounded: "Alas, how many heroes died here this time, pitiful, lamentable, sad! Daoist Fengyun sees you off!"

On the densely packed coffins behind him, a personal name appeared, and every coffin had a personal name!
"Tomb of War!"

"Tomb of Destruction!"

Taoist Fengyun: "..."

Since he appeared on the stage, how many units has this kid dismantled for him, and he even tried to make him praise him, isn't he dreaming? !

Taoist Fengyun said indifferently: "I am afraid that Ye Wang has admitted the wrong person, and I am afraid that Ye Wang has never met this old man."

Guo Shengye looked up at the mysterious phantom, and said speechlessly, "Do you think I'm blind?"

(End of this chapter)