Chapter 1687

"What's the relationship between you and the old road of picking stars!"

Ying Long stared at Zhao Fang with a serious look.

"He told me to pick the star. What do you say is our relationship?"

Zhao Fang was not surprised that Ying long could recognize the star picking hand.

After all, the other party is the ten thousand dragon nest from the top ten holy places.

Moreover, it may be the dragon family high-level in the ten thousand Dragon Nest. It's normal to know the star picking hand.

"Oh?"

Although he knew that Zhao Fang was pulling tiger skin as a flag, Ying Long hesitated.

For the old way of picking stars.

He had one or two contacts and understood what kind of person he was.

If it's not necessary, Ying Long really doesn't want to have any trouble with him.

"What's the old way of picking stars?" Yan Beiqi looked blankly.

Even if he is the king of Zhenbei, he knows no more about the ten holy places than Zhao Fang.

Ying Long frowned slightly, but still heard Yan Beiqi.

After hearing this, Yan Beiqi's face became wonderful, but soon returned to his cold look.

"Hum, what about the old road of picking stars? It's not the owner of the holy land."

Yan Beiqi lowered his voice and snorted coldly.

These words have no momentum. Even fools can hear the mood of Yan Beiqi.

Even if the old road of picking stars is not the owner of the holy land.

But since this man once competed for the position of the Lord of the holy land, is he a good man.

Nothing else.

Cleaning up the black dragon kingdom is not a thing for such a strong man.

"The old way of picking stars! I didn't expect childe Zhao to be so big!"

Luo yingyu's eyes were slightly bright.

She has been speculating about the origin of Zhao Fang. Now it seems that it has something to do with an elder in the holy land.

"Ying long should be afraid of such an elder who is frightened."

Luo yingyu looks at Ying long again.

On the surface, Yinglong is still calm and calm, just like a backwater, with no clue.

"I've seen the star picking Taoist friends several times and admire his means. Unexpectedly, I met his master here. It's really surprising!"

Ying Long smiled.

"I give my friend a face, let you leave safely, and even allow you to take her away."

Ying Long points to Luo yingyu.

He believes that his concession has given him great face.

Even when the other party knows, there is nothing to say.

"What about him?"

Zhao Fang pointed to the evil dragon trapped by the Dragon rope.

"This dragon is a traitor of our ten thousand Dragon Nest. We will catch and dispose of it. You don't have to worry about this."

Ying Long's voice is flat.

Anyone can hear his displeasure when he says this.

Zhao Fang smiled carelessly.

This smile immediately angered Ying long.

The strong man who almost stood at the peak of the eternal universe was angry for the first time. His eyes stared at Zhao Fang coldly, "young generation, what are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you idiot!"

Zhao Fang never stops talking.

Seeing the scene, because the star picker appeared, all eased.

But as Zhao Fang said this, the atmosphere became tense again.

"Star picking Taoist friends usually teach their disciples like this? It's not big or small!"

Ying Long snorted coldly, "today, I'll teach you a lesson for my star picking Taoist friends, so that you know to respect your predecessors, so that you don't even know how to die when you encounter any grumpy predecessors when you walk through the universe in the future!"

"So I want to thank you for your kindness?" Zhao Fang stared at Ying long with a mocking face.

Ying Long didn't answer, so he shot directly.

One claw out, claw shadow all over the sky!

The power of the eight star ancestor god is all revealed, which is extremely terrible!

"The most holy dragon knife!"

Zhao Fang took out the ancestral utensil, urged the holy dragon knife with the star picking hand, and directly cut at Ying long.

"Ancestor?"

Ying Long raised his eyelids slightly and was surprised.

Immediately sneered, "your strength is too weak to give full play to the real power of ancestral ware. It's useless!"

The terrible Dao mang collided with Ying Long's claws.

Set off a wave of horror!

Buzzing ~

The invincible holy Dragon Sabre retreated and fell directly downwind by this claw.

"Come here!"

Ying Long sneered, his palm pressed slightly, his claws were embedded on both sides of the blade, and he was ready to seize the Dragon blade.

The blade is humming and trembling. The dragon patterns carved on it burst out light to compete with Ying long.

But also suppressed by Yinglong!

"It's useless." Ying Long sneered.

The most holy Dragon Sabre was grabbed by him little by little.

It's going to fall!

Luo yingyu and others all looked nervous.

More nervous than Zhao Fang himself.

Compared with them, Zhao Fang is like an outsider.

As if unaware of the crisis of the most holy dragon sword, he made a direct effort to strangle situ Yun, a group of struggling animals!

Flesh and blood burst into pieces.

A shower of blood.

Zhao Fang looked indifferent, as if he had done a trivial thing.

The eyelids were slightly raised, and a beam of streamer shot into the starry sky from the palm of his hand.

The starry sky is dim.

There is a light shining.

A vague figure appeared.

"What happened?"

For the scene in front of him, the king of Zhenbei and even Ying long looked at a loss.

The people of Los Angeles looked frightened one by one.

It is like remembering the unforgettable years when the body and mind were devastated, and remembering the fear of being dominated.

The reaction of the people in Los Angeles made Yinglong, the king of the north of the town, more suspicious.

"Stop him!"

Although he didn't think Zhao Fang could threaten himself, out of caution, Ying Long drank low and ordered Yan Beiqi to do it.

Boom ~

Yan Beiqi's fists are moving like a surging wave, attacking the starry sky and blurring his figure.

But directly through the fuzzy figure.

"Invalid?"

Yan Beiqi didn't believe in evil. He waved his fist ten times in a row, but he couldn't affect the blurred figure.

"How could it be! What the hell is this? It can stop the king's attacks so many times."

Yan Beiqi roared.

At this time.

Music sounded.

In an instant.

Most people's minds on the court were attracted by the music rhythm and looked at it together.

"How lonely invincible is

How empty invincible is

Alone on the summit, the cold wind kept blowing

My loneliness, who can understand me... "

Stunned, shocked, unbelievable

Yan Beiqi's face flashed wonderful expressions. Unexpectedly, what Ying Long was extremely afraid of was just Zhao Fang's self praise.

"This guy is so shameless!"

Yan Beiqi looked strange.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to players. Open the handed down Divine Comedy mode and get the 'invincible' bonus."

At the same time.

A voice rang out in Zhao Fang's mind.

Two months of non-stop broadcasting has already made invincible reach the level of handed down divine music.

Once opened, Zhao Fang will be blessed with "invincible" status!

Boom!

Invisible golden lights twined Zhao Fang like gold bands.

The clothes fluttered.

The body surface swings a layer of white protective cover.

Zhao Fang's eyes are sharp and his breath is powerful, just like a God who controls life and death.

"This is invincible?"

Zhao Fang felt the change of his body.

The realm did not grow, but there was a strange feeling of overlooking heaven and earth.

"Hey, hey ~"

Zhao Fang grinned and stepped on the ground fiercely. He dived into the nearest yanbeiqi.