Chapter 2250: Is it fun to pretend?

The second thousand and fifty chapters are pretending to be fun?
"boom!"
As the blood withered and cold voice sounded, there was a rumbling vibration in the void.
A blood-red skynet went across the sky, confining time and space, and the speed was fast to an unimaginable level. The blood-red skynet fell directly from the sky, wrapping the figure of the yellow hair in it, and the yellow hair had no chance to resist.
"Snoring!"
Suddenly, there was a violent engulfing sound from Tianwang, and the blood on Huang Mao's body was madly injected into the catching net.
"Wait!"
At this time, the figure of Demon Shengxiao came out.
"Sheng Xiao!"
Xing Mo changed his color and said, "Retreat to me."
"Oh, the goddess of the demon clan also wants to take care of this matter?" The blood was withered and stood with her hand, her eyes scanned the demon shengxiao with cold eyes, flashing a gloomy murderous said: "Your way is not enough, go back. "
"Blood Commander, I want to exchange something for his life." Mo Shengxiao Yinya bit the blood withered and said: "Please also Blood Commander to keep someone." After all, this yellow hair is Lin Cangqiong's uncle. If you see it by yourself If you die, what will happen to Lin Cangqiong?
She hesitated for a moment and finally came out.
"Shengxiao, retreat to me." Xing Mo's figure walked out.
"Father, I" Mo Shengxiao looked at Xing Mo with pleading eyes.
"Retire, it has nothing to do with our demons." Xing Mo reprimanded with a severe expression.
"Yes, step back, Demon Shengxiao, this time I don’t care about you for your father’s sake. I won’t have such good luck next time. We have always refused to recognize people. Nothing." The expression of Leng Aoba's voice sounded: "Don't say it's you, even if the truly powerful is caught by us, there will be a dead end."
"Boom!"
Just as the sound of blood blight fell, there was a violent explosion in the void.
The skynet originally captured on Huang Mao suddenly exploded and turned into a rain of blood scattered in the void. The guards who displayed the god-catching nets were as if they had been hit by a thunderbolt, and they vomited blood after a few steps back.
"I wiped it, I was stretched."
"My day, this pretense failed."
"The gods can't break through, I rely on, this face is punching loudly."
"Don't say it's you, even if the truly powerful is caught by us, there will be a dead end." I don't know who made the strange sound of Yin and Yang in the void.
"Haha." Suddenly it caused a burst of laughter. Even Long Wentian, Xing Mo's face also showed smiles, Mo Shengxiao also looked at Huang Mao's figure in surprise. Is this Huang Mao really capable of such cultivation?
"Old guy, what do you pretend to be?" Huang Mao dangled his cigarette, pointed at the blood with his index finger and cursed.
"Crack!"
The face was gloomy and his fists were clenched. He stared at Huang Mao and said, "Boy, who are you on earth?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, but someone lost 60 billion Celestial Stones and didn't give money. What is the reason?" Huang Mao looked at the blood with a sneer and said: "If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, is the King of Heaven also treachery The villain?"
"Very good, very good, if you don't tell me your origin, I will suppress you today." Hearing the words, the blood was cold and looked at Huang Maodao.
"Old guy, I have the ability to let him go, I'm not afraid." Huang Mao pointed to his blood withered nose and said, "Don't think that you can pretend to be here if you dye a few red hairs."
"Very good, very good. No one has ever dared to resist me like this in the Ninth God City. You are the first one, and you are still a humble human race. No matter what, I will explain to you a truth today. Someone." Xue Han Yan said that his face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes showed a terrifying light.
"Blood, don't talk nonsense, I will stay with you to the end." Huang Mao with a mean smile on his face, he rolled up his sleeves, pointed at the blood and cursed with his index finger: "Today, I beat you home to milk go with."
"Kneel me down!"
He couldn't help it anymore, the blood rushed straight forward, and his eyes were gloomy.
"Boom!"
His figure stepped out one step at a time, the pace was wonderful, and the light flickered, like a god.
The aura on the blood-dry body is astonishing. This terrible aura is not lost to the powerhouse of Taiyuan City Master. His left arm stretched out, and a slap drew towards the head of Huang Mao. The lines on his hand appeared densely and contained. With the divine power that destroys the world, this kind of divine instinctively fears everyone.
"Kakcha, kakcha, kakcha."
Scarlet lightning appeared on the palm of the hand, and these scarlet lightning made many people feel chills.
"This is God's Tribulation Lightning!" Xing Mo stared at the palm and lost his voice.
"Divine Tribulation Lightning? Is there such a taboo?" Long Wentian said with a change of color.
"Naturally, this is the faculty of a divine lord in the past. It is really unexpected that the Asuras have obtained it, and the blood is so exquisite." Xing Mo looked at the blood and the palm of his hand shocked.
"Divine Tribulation Lightning?"
"Is there really lightning?"
"Impossible, I don't believe in the magical power of God Tribulation Lightning."
"Hmph, there are many things you don't believe in. This is what a divine lord realized when he was crossing the divine calamity in the past. It can send out the thunder that appears in the divine calamity, which is terrifying."
"Divine Tribulation Lightning!" Yi's shopkeeper stared at the blood-stained figure with a gloomy face.
"Kacha, Kacha" the sound of thunder and lightning still came from the void, the divine calamity lightning in the palms became more and more terrifying, and there were more and more divine powers destroying the heavens and the earth, and his whole person was like a tribulation. Like the gods, his body is getting more and more vigorous.
"I'm standing here to let you chop." Huang Mao scolded with a smile looking at the blood coming in.
"Stubborn mouth, give me a chop!"
Bloody looked at Huang Mao as if he was watching a dead person, and he slapped Huang Mao's head with a cold slap.
"bump!"
A muffled sound erupted, and the terrible lightning of the gods and tribes disappeared like mud and dust, and the blood-stained hands hit Huang Mao's head heavily. Suddenly his expression changed drastically, like a mortal hand slapped Like the hot red iron plate, he hurriedly retracted his hand and took a few steps back.
This scene made everyone's eyes wide open.
Just now you boasted that the Lightning of Divine Tribulation that blasted the sky was just that powerful?
"Shen Tribulation Lightning is just this power?"
"I wiped it, I just bragged about it."
"There is no power to do it for a long time."
"Nima, it's so fucking, wasting our energy."
Many people who drank tea and watched were aggrieved. Listening to the conversation of Xing Mo and Long Wentian, they knew that this blood-stained man was displaying his famous and long-lost taboo, but the thunder was loud and there was no response at all. And also retracted his hands in horror.
At the same time, many people looked at Huang Mao's eyes with jealousy and admiration, no matter how they could play with the Shura God Guards in this way, they were considered awesome.
Huang Mao met the eyes of everyone with a weeping face, he turned around and looked at Lin Feng, who was leisurely drinking tea, pleadingly.
"Have you pretended to be fun?" Lin Feng smiled and picked up the tea cup, stood up and patted Huang Mao's shoulder.