League of Legends Starting from Super God

Letting out a thunderous roar like an ancient ferocious beast, Renekton once again joined the battle surrounding Sun Wukong.

"Damn!"

After once again repelling a tall warrior with a beast's head and body, Sun Wukong became increasingly anxious.

Unlike the group of sand soldiers who could only serve as cannon fodder in front of Sun Wukong, the few ascendants blocking him at this moment could compete with Atuo, who had just been promoted to the third generation, in terms of physical strength alone.

Although because they are only made of yellow sand and lack souls, this group of ascended phantoms who can only fight according to their body instincts may not be able to defeat the experienced Atuo one on one.

But on the other hand, they also have abilities that the third generation does not have. As long as they stand under the sun's disk and as long as Emperor Azir is alive, they will be immortal.

Driven by the abundant dark energy in his body, Sun Wukong knew that there was no point in continuing to fight with the group of warriors in front of him, and he was ready to give it a try.

The sun disk in the sky that is still accumulating energy has already made even the invincible Sun Wukong feel a chill in his back, let alone the group of children from the Xiongbing Company who are still in their growth stage.

Under that attack, there was absolutely no possibility for them to survive.

When that time comes, Sun Wukong will have to apologize to the entire human civilization for losing the Xiongbing Company, the most critical force in resisting foreign aggression.

Dazzling golden light burst out from his eyes, and as the dark energy surged out of his body and clung to his body surface, two other heads suddenly appeared behind Sun Wukong.

Six arms covered with dark alloy armor were raised, carrying the three long black sticks in front of him. At this moment, in Sun Wukong's eyes, there was only the desert emperor who always stood calmly.

Two of the arms at the back used force to insert the long black stick they held onto the golden floor tiles. Then, the long stick that was thrust into the ground with great force quickly stretched.

Then a powerful reaction force came from behind, and Sun Wukong rushed towards Azir in front of the throne. He waved the long black stick in his hand and hit Azir's head covered with golden eagle armor.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The long black stick in his hand was danced so airtight that it collided and rubbed against the various weapons that came at him, making a series of clear and crisp hammering sounds.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the distance between Sun Wukong and Azir was very close.

As a purely violent output player, Sun Wukong may not be able to deal with the group of Ascended Shadows that can be constantly repaired, but similarly, regardless of his injuries, he is not that easy to stop.

"Soldiers, move forward!"

The majestic voice of a god shook the air and echoed continuously in the empty hall. As the voice fell, two yellow sand warriors wearing golden armor immediately appeared next to the emperor.

The golden scepter in his hand pointed directly at Sun Wukong, who was already approaching.

As the majestic power of ascension poured into it, a stream of extremely hot golden light emitted from the top of the scepter held by Azir, emitting endless light and heat, like flowing gold, shot out.

His pupils shrank slightly, and driven by instinct, Sun Wukong moved his head slightly to one side.

"laugh--"

The sound of a hot knife cutting butter echoed in the empty hall.

After narrowly escaping the jet of death light, even if it only passed by the side of his face, the golden hair on Sun Wukong's cheeks was scorched black by the terrifying high temperature.

"die!!"

Sun Wukong, who had no time to feel heartbroken and escaped this fatal attack, finally came to the emperor.

At this moment, Sun Wukong had only one thought in his mind: No matter what kind of emperor you are, just give him a stick first.

"drink!"

The whole day's roar resounded, and immediately after, a group of Sun Forbidden Army marched neatly out of the yellow sand.

Different from the group of shield guards surrounding Reina and the others, this group of Sun Forbidden Army soldiers who rushed out of the yellow sand were all overflowing with the power of divine ascension.

"Don't stand in front of the emperor."

Countless yellow sands gathered together, like golden streams flowing around Azir.

Letting the power of ascension lift him up into the air, Azir raised his palm wearing a golden gauntlet, letting a wisp of yellow sand flow on his fingertips, and the bright red ribbons behind his back automatically moved without wind,

The sun disk in the sky that was accumulating energy suddenly emitted a sacred radiance, and then, a dazzling golden light beam cut through the clouds and fell towards Azir, who was suspended in the middle of the hall.

The golden scepter exuding hot golden light in his hand was raised high, and the golden light pillar hanging down from the base of the sky was introduced into the body.

The blue pupils were like flowing gold at this moment, bursting with dazzling golden divine light.

"Crack."

The sharp golden gauntlets rubbed against each other, making a crisp metallic scraping sound. As Azir's originally open fingers closed in, a sky full of golden gravel appeared out of thin air from his side.

Spears reflecting golden light stretched out from the flowing yellow sand beside Azir, holding the extended long black stick swung by Sun Wukong.

"Bury him."

A steady stream of yellow sand emerged around the desert emperor, and then turned into a series of golden armored soldiers holding spears and giant shields.

The sharp tip of the spear flashed with a heart-stopping cold light, pointing directly at the madman who dared to assassinate the king.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sky full of yellow sand sprinkled from Azir's side and fell on the many yellow sand soldiers below who were fighting with Sun Wukong's clone.

The battle situation that was still completely one-sided suddenly turned around. As the yellow sand filled with the power of ascension fell, the sand soldiers who were originally suppressed by Sun Wukong's clone were also suffused with a dazzling light.

Heavy footsteps came from behind, and with the help of the vision behind him, Sun Wukong saw the huge figures that were surrounding him.

They are the phantoms of the ascended ones, but with the blessing of the yellow sand, their strength is not even inferior to their real bodies.

At this moment, this group of Ascended Ones who had opened up countless territories for Shurima all set their sights on Sun Wukong, who was wearing dark alloy armor.

...............................

The fingers that were sorting the clothes paused, Liang Bing raised his eyebrows, and looked out the window with some confusion.

From just now, a strong sense of foreboding has been filling her heart, making her a little absent-minded even when playing poker with Jiang Qing.

Liang Bing raised his hand and put his slender fingers to his ears, and Liang Bing began to call the group of horses under him.

"Artai, has something happened? Queen, I always feel uneasy."

Glancing at the somewhat messy bed, the uneasiness in Liang Bing's heart became even stronger.

Just as Liang Bing was waiting impatiently for the reply from the demon Artai, a sinister and deep voice immediately echoed in her ears.

"Queen, the meeting is about to begin."

The owner of this voice was naturally Heifeng, who had just been released from the elf ball.

"Fuck you uncle! If you follow the normal procedure when talking to the queen, you will die! Did I spend resources to upgrade you to let you do this?"

Liang Bing couldn't bear Heifeng's behavior of talking to her directly without asking for permission in advance.

"If you do this again, just take it with you in that broken ball again."

After zipping up the zipper on his back, Liang Bing looked in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

She hadn't worn this leather jacket for a long time, and she missed it a little.

The clothes she wore in the past two days were all her favorites. She had spent a long time choosing them in Juxia City.

Who knows what special hobbies that little bastard has? He has torn off several pieces of her clothes in the past two days, including Liang Bing's favorite cheongsam.

Liang Bing felt angry and itched her teeth when she thought of that dishonest little bastard.

According to the previously negotiated terms, Jiang Qing handed over the elf ball containing Black Wind and Artest to Liang Bing, and as a price, Liang Bing had to put back the Time and Space Rose.

Originally, this matter was discussed well, but in the end, there was a problem in implementation.

Jiang Qing proposed that he personally escort Qiangwei back to the Juxia, a condition that Liang Bing could never accept.

"Snapped!"

He slapped his palm on the dressing table next to him, smashing the wooden table into pieces. Just thinking of that condition made Liang Bing furious.

From Liang Bing's perspective, Jiang Qing, who dared to make this request, simply didn't regard her as a human being and thought she was a fool.

Just letting Qiangwei back is enough to make Liang Bing feel heartbroken, let alone Jiang Qing, a person whom Liang Bing already considers to be in his pocket.

Don't tell me, if she really puts Jiang Qing back, Jiang Qing may expose the internal structure of Devil No. [-]. Whether he will come back in the future is a big question.

Although he was very confident in his own charm, Jiang Qing was surrounded by a group of angels, and he might fall into the arms of the angels at any time.

After all, who doesn't love a beautiful and powerful angel? Liang Bing doesn't believe it anyway, who else in the world can refuse the embrace of an angel.

"bump!"

Another slap hit the dressing table in front of him, causing him to let out an overwhelming cry of compassion. Thinking of this, Liang Bing's face turned red with anger.

These are not the key points. The most irritating thing is that the despicable Jiang knew that Liang Bing would not agree, so he even brought it up while they were playing cards.

In order to confuse Liang Bing's judgment, Jiang Qing even slightly released the aura of a guardian angel.

Therefore, under Jiang's despicable means, Liang Bing, who was dizzy from being punished, actually agreed in a daze.

Chapter 166 Liang Bing: Whose general is this?

Standing in front of the dark metal hatch, Liang Bing opened the door and walked in after verifying his identity.

The mechanical structure on the hatch made noise, which naturally attracted the attention of the demons inside who had been waiting for a long time.

Nodding to say hello to the many demons who were turning around, Liang Bing suddenly noticed two people hiding in the corner from the corner of his eye.

"Our queen is definitely bisexual, I will never lie to you..."

Putting a hand on Jiang Qing's shoulder, Heifeng leaned into his ear and whispered softly. It could be heard from his determined tone that he was very or even nine percent sure of the content of his words.

"Ah yes yes yes..."

Jiang Qing pulled away Hei Feng's hand on his shoulder without leaving a trace, and leaned to the side.

"You really can't believe it, I've been with the queen for so many years..."

Noticing Jiang Qing's half-step back and the sudden silence around him, Heifeng, who was chattering a second ago, suddenly froze in place.

"Good morning Queen..."

"Good morning Queen..."

The demons' greetings came one after another around him at the right time, which made Heifeng's semi-solid body become even more rigid.

Staring at Jiang Qing's innocent face next to him, Heifeng's already dark and ugly face looked even darker at this moment.

Turning his head, Heifeng's eyes immediately met Liang Bing's face behind him.

"Female, queen, are you ready?"

"Good morning, uncle!"