The most powerful system in history

Chapter 836 Sudden Wrong Painting Style

Even though the figure in the empty space is just sitting there, it gives people an extremely noble feeling. It is an illusion rising from the soul level, and ordinary monks can't resist it at all, so they kneel down in such a large area.

But the cultivator who could resist chose to endure it because of the figure's powerful cultivation and terrifying potential.

At least, a little basic respect will be given.

However, this fellow Wu Liang happened to be neither.

He was very upset that someone actually wanted to make him kneel with just a little breath, it was wishful thinking.

Once this guy is upset, it's only natural to make unexpected moves.

I saw this guy suddenly raised a hand, then raised a middle finger in front of everyone, snorted contemptuously at the figure, and then said: "Where did you come from pretending to be a criminal? Where are you going to go back, otherwise you have to think about which position is more comfortable to kneel like this old guy."

"Boom~"

Shock, this time it was really shocking.

Everyone looked at Wu Liang with a new look. Before that, they all thought that they knew this proud man from the legendary six states very well.

But in the end they found that it was still too naive.

This guy kept refreshing everyone's perception with his various unimaginable actions.

This also includes the four envoys, who originally made up their minds to intervene and bring Wu Liang back to Sou Shrine, but now seeing this situation, they couldn't help but feel regretful, and felt slightly Xing Xing said: "Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively. This is indeed a genius, but it is also a little magic star. If I really bring it back, I am afraid that I will never find peace in the temple."

They are all strong men who are old and mature, who can not see Wu Liang's temperament that is not afraid of the world?

If it is an ordinary genius, it is not a big deal to have such a temperament. As a ninth-rank force, it is completely confident to train such a genius well.

But if it is a talented and talented arrogance, coupled with such a temperament, then the nature is completely different.

With luck, maybe the sect can take advantage of this to soar into the sky.

If you are unlucky, it is not uncommon to be lost forever.

The four envoys all thought to themselves that the glory of their own sect was enough, and they didn't need anything to soar into the sky.

Therefore, such a proud person, I should still be grateful.

These four can still think so calmly, but the rest of the monks in the field can't maintain such a state.

They were going crazy, feeling that they couldn't keep up with Wu Liang's train of thought.

Could it be that Tianjiao is like this?
This is the Holy Heaven Sovereign!
According to the rumors, it is very possible to follow the superpower who overthrew the current "Holy Lord" thousands of years ago.

Since his debut, Sovereign Shengtian has never lost a single game.

When he was young, he was listed on the Tianjiao list, and directly suppressed almost all the Tianjiao from the ninth-rank forces in the two states of Qiankun. He dominated the first place until he accepted the position of suzerain, and led an eighth-rank sect that was about to decline to directly become the Holy Salary Alliance. The strongest force.

Afterwards, he even took the sect out of the alliance, vowing to bring the Holy Heaven Sect to the level of the ninth-rank power with the power of one person.

What's more, they will bring Shengtianzong into Zhongzhou.

Such a strong man's reputation in the two states of Qiankun can be said to be extremely terrifying.

The only ones who could hold him down were those few old monsters.

Facing him, ordinary monks performed extremely well without trembling.

But like Wu Liang, raising his middle finger and cursing in front of everyone, that is an unbelievable scene forever.

However, this picture actually appeared.

Therefore, a strange stagnation appeared in this area.

No one dared to make unnecessary noises to disturb this atmosphere.

Of course, if a monk with perverted eyesight could see the despair fading rapidly in the pupils of Lei Long, the great elder of the Holy Heaven Sect, and a ray of hope blooming rapidly.

Before that, Lei Long felt that his plea for help might not be useful, after all, no one knew better than him the unfathomable depths of his suzerain.

But now, he felt that he was absolutely saved.

Moreover, the great hatred can also be avenged.

"Boy, you are dead, you will die."

"No matter how talented and powerful you are, you can't be the opponent of my suzerain, and in the entire Qiankun and Kunzhou, there is no one who can survive after insulting the suzerain like this, and you can't be an exception."

"Hahaha……"

Lei Long was laughing wildly in his heart, thinking in his heart that it was impossible for Wu Liang to survive.

Years of experience following the Holy Sky Sovereign told him that this is absolutely correct.

It's a pity that this blind self-confidence is doomed to fail after facing Wu Liang.

"Om~"

In the empty space, changes suddenly occurred.

But seeing the sky and the earth turned upside down, the sun and the moon rose together, and that incomparably noble blurred figure slowly walked out at this time.

It's not coming, but showing its true face.

Between him and the real world, there is still a seemingly thin barrier that is a million miles away.

And at this moment, the 10,000+ monks who were watching the battle also saw the legendary strongman who made the entire Qiankun State tremble - the Holy Sky Sovereign.

No royal robes!

No crown either!
There is no throne!

What appeared in the eyes of everyone was a middle-aged man in plain robes, a handsome and strange middle-aged man, the years had not left traces on his face at all, only the vicissitudes in his eyes proved that this was a man who had gone through thousands of years the strong.

A head of white hair, a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, and that seemingly innate, incomparably noble aura.

As soon as he appeared, the sound of "boom, boom, boom" became more intense, and obviously more people knelt down.

Although from him, the slightest breath of cultivation did not overflow.

No one knows whether the Sect Master of the Holy Heaven is still the Eighth Heaven of Yuanshi, or already in the realm of the Nine Heavens of Consummation?
Sect Master Shengtian didn't look at the large group of monks who knelt down, nor did he look at Lei Long, the great elder of the Sacred Heaven Sect who had followed him for many years. Under the pair of dark white sword eyebrows, the star-like eyes were directly fixed on Wu Liang body.

Unaffected by Wu Liang's previous "provocative words" at all, after taking a look, he nodded and said, "You are very good."

Wu Liang suddenly laughed, still cynical, foolish, and looked like a "villain" compared to others, he said, "I'm pretty good."

"one move!"

Sect Master Shengtian said suddenly.

"Just one move!"

Wu Liang replied directly, and at the same time his smile became brighter and he didn't deserve a beating.

It's just that the weird question and answer between the two made the rest of the audience confused.

Lei Long, the poor old man, was directly stunned.

This style of painting is not quite right.

What if the agreed suzerain lord shows his supernatural power and directly crushes the other party to death with one finger?

What's wrong with your sympathetic, as if you want to engage in basic style of painting?
(End of this chapter)