Chapter six hundred and thirty seventh: shoot to kill
After looking into the mirror, there was a sudden silence.
As if digesting its words, it took a while before someone in the crowd suddenly understood: "This is shit!!"
"Is it shit?" Everyone suddenly shouted.
"Hahahaha, it's not edible. No one really wants to eat this thing."
Ding Xiaoyi laughed heartily. Others wanted to laugh but did not dare to make a sound. They could only lower their heads and shake their shoulders and make incomprehensible sounds.
Shilong opened the box and found a pile of shit.
What's this feeling?
It's like buying a blind box worth thousands of dollars at Station B. You thought you could at least get your money back, but when you open it and see a set of family portraits of food and toys, it's enough to make your heart explode.
The smile on the little holy master's face changed from stiffness to shock, and finally to disgust. His face changed in an unknown way, and his expression was wonderful.
Especially when I saw Ding Xiaoyi's face full of ridicule, I wanted to throw this shit in this guy's face.
He grinned and threw the shit in his hand back into the box, and looked at Ding Xiaoyi angrily: "Who are you!"
As he spoke, everyone felt a gasp in their throats, as if someone had choked their necks, making it difficult to breathe.
This incomplete temple will affect even the gods and suppress a large amount of power, but the impact is limited after all.
When the god was angry, his aura was like thunder and rain, forcing everyone to retreat.
Instead of retreating, Ding Xiaoyi stepped forward and looked directly at the little Holy Lord.
He is not a god, but he has seen a lot of gods. Not to mention that the little holy master in front of him has just made a breakthrough. Compared to real big guys like Old Man Zao and others, the little holy master in front of him is just a grain of light.
"Why can't the little Holy Master of Tianyuan Holy Land just not afford it?"
Just when Ding Xiaoyi was about to speak, he suddenly heard a sneer coming from behind the crowd.
A handsome young man from the crowd walked up. He had long golden hair, a high nose, and sapphire-like eyes. He made many girls fall in love with him.
"It's you!"
When the Little Holy Master saw the visitor, he frowned and restrained his aura in fear.
"Another Shenji!"
Everyone's hearts were in shock. Many people knew that there would be gods from outside the region coming to this Guos Conference, but they didn't want them to come so suddenly.
"Little Holy Master, I haven't seen you for several years, but you still have the same style. It's just that this is not your Tianyuan Holy Land, and I may not be able to accommodate your divine power."
The other party was sarcastic without concealing it at all.
The little Holy Master was so angry that he trembled all over, but it was not easy for him to have an attack.
The guy in front of me is the divine son of the divine kingdom Tlan, named Langton. When he had just broken through to the god level a few years ago, he had fought with him without getting any advantage. He never thought that he would meet here today.
"Brother, what kind of magical object is the bronze mirror in your hand just now? It is so magical. I wonder if you can lend it to me to have a look."
Langton walked up to Ding Xiaoyi and asked in a friendly voice. The magnetic voice made people feel as warm as a spring breeze.
It is hard to imagine that a god-level powerhouse could be so approachable.
But Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the other person's palm stretched out toward him, and suddenly felt a sense of boredom in his heart.
He hates this kind of person the most, asking for your opinion but already reaching out to you.
This kind of person obviously doesn't know you well, but he still pretends to be very familiar with you.
Just like downstairs on campus, some high-profile proposals may seem romantic, but in fact they are also a form of coercion, especially when the relationship between the two is not very familiar.
Naturally, I was very resistant to this kind of person, and decisively refused: "My own things, I don't like outsiders to touch them."
The smile on Langton's face froze, and there was a bit of displeasure in his eyes. He put his hands away without any trace, and said with a bright smile on his face: "This way you don't have to force yourself."
Seeing that Langton had eaten a nail, the little Holy Master burst into laughter.
"Putting your hot butt on someone else's face, Langton, the more you live, the more you regress. What can you say to an ant? Just grab it if you like. Why are you so hypocritical?"
The Little Holy Master spoke very directly, causing the expressions of everyone present to suddenly change. However, it is undeniable that the Little Holy Master did have the right to say so.
Dragon level is very powerful, and the empire has no shortage of dragon level masters.
But the god-level is different. In other words, the future of the world must be dominated by god-level powerhouses, and it is destined to be a brilliant confrontation between gods.
These little minions are indeed ants in the eyes of gods.
Everyone knows this truth in their hearts, but when the little holy master said it like this, they felt a little uncomfortable.
"An ant doesn't know how to use shit to treasure it on the spot, holding it in both hands." A mocking sound immediately wiped out all the pride on the little holy master's face.
His eyes flashed and he stared at Ding Xiaoyi. Even now, this guy still dared to challenge him.
"Little Holy Master!"
At this time, Zhen Beifeng walked out from the crowd behind him and whispered in the ear of the little Holy Lord for a while.
"You are Ding Xiaoyi!"
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Hearing his name, the murderous intent in the eyes of the little Holy Master surged even more. The cold murderous intent made people's souls tremble, and even the old men responsible for monitoring this place did not dare to step forward.
But Zhen Beifeng held him back and said, "The Yi royal family will be here soon. If we want to take action, we can't do it here, otherwise..."
Speaking of this, Zhen Beifeng glanced at Langton: "Isn't that giving others an advantage?"
Hearing this, the little holy master couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and immediately pointed his hand at Ding Xiaoyi: "Huh, if you are my enemy, I will teach you that life is worse than death. Go buy a coffin while there is still time."
"Coffin? You can't get used to sleeping. If you like, I'll give you one."
Ding Xiaoyi didn't mean to be hypocritical at all. As he spoke, he saw from the corner of his eye Taoist Wu Jie walking out from the other side of the crowd and nodded towards him. He immediately felt more at ease.
With a bright smile on his face, he turned around and said to the elegant Langton next to him: "If you want it, buy one, get one free."
Langton, who was still watching the show, couldn't help but be startled when he heard this, and glared at Ding Xiaoyi in disbelief.
As for the way other people looked at Ding Xiaoyi, they were all extremely shocked.
"Is this guy sincerely looking for death?" The old people responsible for monitoring all felt their scalps numb.
If you offend a god, forget it.
This guy has offended two people?? Has he eaten the courage of a bear and a leopard??
"Holy shit, is this little brother a dog? Whoever you catch will bite who??"
Everyone was shocked. They had seen people seeking death, but never seen someone seeking death like this.
Langton was stunned for a while, then frowned and said, "Little brother, I didn't offend you, did I?"
Ding Xiaoyi smiled and said: "Not now, but I will have it later."
"Later?"
Langton was completely angry at this time, and his handsome face was now shrouded in gloom. He thought that this person could be used as a gunman for him, but he didn't expect that this guy was a mad dog himself.
Ding Xiaoyi did not feel that it was too much to offend two gods in a row.
What are these people here for? Even if I cause a quarrel, I don’t think it’s too much.
Besides, if you dare to make such a fuss, you naturally have the capital to make such a fuss.
Ever since he stepped into this temple, Ding Xiaoyi noticed that this temple still retained traces of the old god's divinity.
Obviously this temple was built during the peak period of the old gods. These scattered divinities are floating around and can already affect the god level.
If he can make use of it, the gods may not be able to kill him. Taoist Wu Jie left quietly just now. It was precisely for this matter that he returned calmly at this moment. It was obvious that he had made progress.
"Someone, take this lunatic away, take him away!!"
Finally, several old people responsible for monitoring came to their senses and screamed for Ding Xiaoyi to be expelled from the temple. No! It should be said that they were expelled from Guos City.
They were afraid that if this lunatic continued to talk, he would really piss off the two gods. It was a small thing to break the rules by killing people in public, but it would be troublesome if it ruined the plans of the clan elders.
While they were talking, several people immediately rushed down to ask Ding Xiaoyi to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they approached, Ding Xiaoyi had already pulled out Huang Quan with a cold face. The long knife reflected the cold light and exuded a cold and biting murderous aura.
A wisp of scarlet blood flashed along the blade, suddenly freezing the air.
"Artifact!!"
No one knew who Ding Xiaoyi was, but there were many experts present, and many people with sharp eyes. When they saw this knife, they immediately recognized that this long knife was extraordinary.
The old men who originally wanted to step forward suddenly turned pale and were frightened by the sharp murderous aura. They did not dare to take another step forward.
"You! Be brave, this is the Guos Conference, how can you be allowed to run wild here?"
The old man who had previously blocked them from entering the temple roared.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi raised his hand and struck him with a sword.
The scarlet sword light cut through the void and formed a blood moon in front of everyone. The old man screamed, a dazzling spiritual light flashed on his body, and he actually threw three or four enchanted treasures in an instant.
But the power of the underworld is so overbearing. These ordinary psychic items, no matter how exquisite the enchantments are, are no match for the artifacts.
What's more, this is a temple, where all gods are suppressed. This is the case for this old man, and the same is true for these psychic items.
All of a sudden, time exploded into pieces, and the time that could be bought was pitiful, only enough for the old man to hide in a hurry.
"puff!!"
I saw blood streaking across his forehead and piercing through the back of his head. The blood was dripping and the white brain matter was splashing in the air. It looked particularly bloody.
No one thought that this young man would kill people whenever he wanted, and his attacks would be so sharp!