Chapter 510: Thousands of North Nights come (1)

"Inflammation, come out."
Under the beautiful sky, the girl took a step back and leaned back against the man in a pink shirt behind her, slowly yelling.
Hey!
Suddenly, a red dress appeared out of thin air and appeared in front of everyone.
The attack on Gu Ruoyun did not feel awkward, stopped in the void, frowning and looking at the bloodthirsty figure in front of her.
The man's eyes are red and green, and the faint light shines. It only makes people feel a sense of heart in a moment, so that everyone feels that there is a snake in their neck, which is almost suffocating. .
"A group of Wu Zun?"
Yan’s eyebrows wrinkled involuntarily. Really, if it was his former strength, let alone a dozen martial arts, even if one hundred of them were fearless, now he has no previous strength.
"Inflammation, it seems that you broke through," Gu Ruoyun swept his eyelids and said in a plain tone. "Now you help me resist them for a while, I am thinking of other ways to break through."
With the strength of inflammation, it will not be the opponent of these people, unless it is the wake of the purple evil in sleep, it is estimated that in addition to the purple evil, no one can instantly defeat so many Wuzun.
However, the purple evil is now at a critical moment, and there is no sign of waking up. Even if she shouts, she can’t wake him up from sleep...
"Wuhuang senior?"
Bai Xiangtian’s look glimpsed, looking at the inflammation standing in front of Gu Ruoyun, and there was some obvious greed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to have a spirit of the Emperor's level in your hand. In particular, this beast is only one step away from Wu Zun! Shantou, this powerful power is really violent in your hands, only I have such a strong person in my fairy land!"
He licked his lower lip and stared at the inflammation.
In his mind, only the person who is Wu Zun is qualified to have the high spirit of the Emperor Wu, this Gu Ruoyun is just a low-level Wu Emperor, why do you have such a powerful beast?
"Gu Ruoyun, since this spirit beast is summoned by you, then I can be a gift that you honor our celestial land. If you are so interested in us, we can leave you a whole body."
Waiting for the white to open to the sky, a fairyland old man next to him was the first to say something.
On the mainland, Xiandi has been used to it, as long as they are caught by them, no matter what means they have to grab the hand.
Even if it will make Xiandi bear the bad name, he will not hesitate.
Zuo Shangchen ridiculed a smile, a pair of seductive peach eyes filled with sarcasm: "The shamelessness of Xiandi really makes me admire, so I will not be afraid of retribution if I grab the finances of others."
"Retribution? Haha!"
The elder of the fairyland laughed twice, and a white hair fluttered wildly, no longer the appearance of the fairy bone.
"Kid, haven't you heard a word, the winner is the king! The loser is the king! The truth of this world is always in the hands of the strong, even if we grab more things, as long as we are the last winner, That history is rewritten by us. Even if there is retribution, it is retribution to the loser!"
Hey!
After saying this, the old man of Xiandi rushed to Zuo Shangchen, and the killing of the scorpion flickered, raising his fist and slamming it to the chest of Zuo Shangchen.
Looking at the sudden attack, Zuo Shangchen did not change his color. The smile of the genius was: "The winner is the king. It is indeed a truth. Unfortunately, the real king is not your fairyland."