I, Pangu, Join the Chat Group

I couldn't help but watched it again.

The results I saw were still ordinary people.

"You... are the skirt owner of the chat skirt of the heavens and the world?"

"Are you coming to me to give me the position of skirt owner?"

"If so, then I'll take it!"

Hearing An Lan's words, the skirt members who entered the live broadcast room couldn't help but look at each other.

Tony: "Is that guy acting stupid?"

Yue Buqun nodded: "It should be. He couldn't have heard what the skirt owner said just now."

Whitebeard smiled and said, "This guy was so arrogant before, but now you haven't noticed, has his tone changed?"

Marquis Vauban sneered: "What a fucking immortal king, he's clearly a coward!

Rem's blue eyes also revealed a smile: "Continue to be arrogant, now that the skirt owner is here, do you finally know you are afraid?"

Sister Pao couldn't help laughing at the moment: "Such an arrogant guy, you know how to be shy when you see the owner of the skirt?"

Uncle Jiu was serious: "If he is not cowardly, I am afraid that he will die miserably."

Ying Zheng took it seriously: "He has offended almost everyone as soon as he entered the skirt. If he doesn't cowardly, he will definitely die."

The queen in white looked at Pangu with beautiful eyes like autumn water: "I look forward to the master of the skirt."

Tu Shan Susu took the chicken bone and knocked it at An Lan.

However, in the immersive state of the chat skirt anchor in the heavens and the world, she can see An Lan, but An Lan can't see Tu Shan Susu and others.

An Lan has an immortal shield in his right hand and a golden spear in his left hand, looking majestic and domineering.

As the ancestor of the Anlan imperial family, the immortal king of the exotic, Anlan rarely speaks to people so well.

He also noticed that this seemingly ordinary man suddenly appeared in front of him, which seemed unusual.

Otherwise, he would have killed him long ago.

At this moment, seeing Pan Gu'an quietly standing in front of him, he became more and more suspicious.

Next to him is the ancient monument that can block the immortal immortals that can kill the real immortals, and pulls the chariot for Anlan, the ancient beast of the ancient immortal realm, the golden-backed bull.

An Lan hesitated and did not make a move. His mount followed the master's arrogance and roared directly at Pangu, rushing towards it.

An Lan exclaimed: "Oh!"

Seeing this scene, Whitebeard was speechless: "Isn't this a special actor?"

Yue Buqun shook his head: "This acting is much worse than mine."

Tu Shan Susu waved the chicken bone: "Knock his dog's head, knock his dog's head!"

Ninth Uncle was angry and funny: "This guy, isn't he alive? Why did he die again?"

Ying Zheng nodded: "It's really killing me!"

Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes flashed: "You can see the master of the skirt taking action again."

Ruthless Man looked expectantly: "Yeah, every time I see the owner of the skirt make a move, I benefit a lot."

Rem: "The skirt owner is so powerful, this newcomer is really impatient."

Sister Cannon looked at Rem's clothes that were about to explode, and then looked down at herself, feeling a little inferior: "Who said no? He's a damn fellow!"

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When these skirtmen were talking, the ancient beast of the immortal realm, the golden-backed bullock, had already rushed over.

The huge iron hoof, with terrifying power, seems to be about to step Pangu into meat sauce.

Pan Gu stood on the spot and smiled faintly, without showing any sign.

An Lan's eyes widened: "Am I guessing wrong, this is an ordinary person who pretends to be mysterious?"

"Hmph, a mere ordinary person dares to stand in front of the immortal king Anlan."

"Who exactly gave you the guts?"

"The king cannot be humiliated!"

"Human, you are dead!"

"Without my shot, you will be trampled into meat sauce by my mount!"

Just the next moment, An Lan was horrified to find that a huge iron hoof rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

"Fuck!"

"Isn't my mount going to trample that human being?"

"Why did he suddenly come to me and want to step on me?"

An Lan didn't have time to think about it, the shield of immortality hurriedly blocked, and at the same time roared:

"Look at it, it's me!"