The autumn wind is flying, and the sky is blood red for a long time.
There was a fierce fight, and the masters of the three days fought together.
As the flowers in the clouds continue to fly, the color of blood is flying in the sunshine, bit by bit.
"Bang." The two kings fought one after another. The Master of the West Heaven, who was the opponent of the two kings, was knocked out with a bang and slammed into the ruins of the Vatican Palace.
King Beitian snorted coldly when he saw this, and reached out to touch the faint blood stain at the corner of his mouth.
The Nantian Dynasty leaped forward and grabbed the flying Yunjianhua.
This time, let’s see who dares to compete with them.
The golden sun is shining, and nothing below can hide its traces.
And in this golden light, when King Nantian was about to grab the fallen cloud flower, suddenly a plain hand stretched out from the side and gently and deftly picked up the cloud flower.
The plain white and elegant robe was waved in the air, and the person had already fled away, leaving only the back of King Nan Tian.
"Who?" The kings of the north and the south were furious, and they all turned around and looked.
Together with Dong Tianwang below and the masters from the three parties who were fighting, they all stopped and looked up.
Dressed in plain white robes, elegant and calm, flying across the sky as light as a flying giant.
Stepping into the air, in a flash, the person who suddenly appeared stood lightly and deftly above the abyss in the northwest.
The skirt of the clothes is elegant, but under the golden light, people can't take their eyes away.
"It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away. Welcome to Vatican City." A clear and elegant voice came from the sky, and the man slowly turned around.
He has black hair and is dressed in men's clothing. He is extremely handsome, but he is not Luo Yu.
"Who are you?" Nantian Wang frowned upon hearing the figure.
Vatican City, his Vatican City? Who is this?
King Dongtian saw it was Luo Yu, his eyes quickly turned, and he slowly stood up.
His robes moved with the wind. Luo Yu stood above the abyss, his eyes swept over the two kings, and he slowly put away the Yunjianhua that he had obtained without any waste of effort.
Smiling and calmly said: "The new owner of Vatican City."
He paused for a moment and then said slowly: "Robbing my things in front of the master, you guys really treat me like no one, Fanti."
New owners? Are you kidding? They came from three days away