Just when Tianjiu and Feng Teng were at loggerheads, Mo Xie led a group of heavenly soldiers and stood behind Tianjiu,
"General Tianjiu, the Emperor of Heaven has ordered you to stop immediately and follow me back to Heaven!" Mo Xie yelled at Tianjiu's back.
I have to admit that the Tianjiu God General who came back from Nanji Continent has almost no rivals in the heavens. But watching the battle, you can easily see that the Dragon King is better. Fang Tianji was suppressed by the Longquan Sword.
Down below, the Dragon King also has the upper hand. If the fight continues, Tianjiu will inevitably lose.
Hearing Mo Xie's cry, Tian Jiu, whose breath was a little unstable, immediately withdrew his inner strength. He also knew that if he continued, he would not only lose to the Dragon King in front of Mo Xie, and lose face, but more seriously, his second
He disobeyed the order of Heaven for the first time and was unable to explain himself before the Emperor of Heaven.
And Mo Xie's appearance just gave him a good chance to pause.
"Dragon King, the winner is still undecided, let's fight again next time!" He immediately left and Fang Tianji disappeared.
The world slowly became quiet. Feng Teng held the Longquan Sword in his hand, and the murderous aura around him gradually began to fade away. In the vast emptiness, there was only Feng Teng's lonely figure.
Suddenly, a sense of loss slowly rose to his chest. Feng Teng lowered his eyes and looked at the Longquan Sword in his hand. War and killing were once his crazy favorites. He enjoyed this bloodthirsty process extremely, but why now, he is a little
Disgust, the silence after the killing even made him feel a little uneasy.
The white light on Longquan's sword flashed, and a smiling little woman's face appeared. Feng Teng's heart suddenly twitched. Is it really because of this woman? Was she too influenced by her?
"Dragon King~" The ethereal voice seemed to come from the other side of the sky.
Feng Teng raised his eyes and followed the sound. He saw that Chongming Immortal did appear at the other end of the distance, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Chongming, all the Tianjiu divine generals in the heaven are just my defeated generals. Why don't you and I have another fight?"
Back then, before he had time to react, he was knocked down to the human world by Chongming's palm. This fall lasted for a thousand years. In these thousand years, the person he wanted to fight the most was Chongming.
"Dragon King, is this really what you want?" Chongming pointed out Feng Teng's weakness.
Just now he saw a look of pain and remorse flash across Feng Teng's face. His prediction was not wrong! This time he was wronged by the werewolf, and he did not let out his anger at will and hurt innocent people.
The Dragon King has indeed changed.
Feng Teng pulled a face and said in a deep voice:
"What I hate most is that you think you are gods and act like you know everything. In fact, you know nothing at all. You are just a hypocritical person!"
"Dragon King, I know that you hate the unfair treatment of the Emperor of Heaven, but tens of thousands of years have passed. Why are you so persistent? Why not be generous and show your tolerance!"
"Don't you come here to talk to me about your magnanimity. What's wrong with me? I'm so petty. No matter what I do, I always have a clear conscience. How can I be like you shameless immortals who don't dare to admit what I've done and still blame others?
On the weak." Feng Teng roared.
He is already very generous in not wanting to mention the past, but he still wants to be accused of being a coward. These are all bullshit gods.
"Dragon King, the freedom of the three realms is determined, and everyone has their own destiny. What you have experienced is just your destiny. It is not that others owe you, but that the time for you to get what you deserve has not yet come." Chongming's voice.
Gradually it drifted away, leaving only an echo in the end.
Feng Teng's arrogant body flashed and disappeared.