Chapter 1050: Long overdue

Biquge EbookFREE.me, update the latest chapter of Extreme Wuzun as soon as possible!
Click.
The thunder thundered, and the electric light shone to the sky.
Among the black clouds, there seemed to be thousands of thunder snakes running, and the appalling electricity was getting brighter and brighter, and the rain was getting bigger.
"Ye Ying."
Countless people are looking forward to it, waiting for the arrival of Ye Ying.
In the attic in the distance. Feng Tian, ​​dressed in Demon God Armor, also gazed at the floating island.
Elder Suman was not around him, and there were only the remaining elders.
There is also the dark girl who hasn't appeared for a long time.
"Don't you dare to come."
The dark girl said calmly.
Ever since she had a problem with guarding Mingqi Hall last time, she has been thinking about it.
Today, she finally came out again.
Prince Feng Tian did not speak, and still waited quietly.
On the floating island, Su Dong also waited peacefully, his eyes looking into the distance.
The time for one incense stick and two incense sticks passed. Lu Fan still did not appear.
At this time, among the crowd, the sound of discussion began to sound.
"What's going on today. The night shadow did not arrive, the Three Saints did not arrive, and almost all the sovereigns did not arrive."
"Did I remember the wrong time? Today is obviously the last game. Su Dong is here."
"What's the situation. Is Ye Ying already announced that he has retired, and we don't know."
"Isn't Yeying so greedy and afraid of death. As a warrior, he didn't even get shocked by glory. At the last moment, he chose to retire, which really made me look down upon him.
"Ye Ying. Even if you want to retire, you should at least show up to explain why."
"Ying Ying came out."
. . . . . .
Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's because of the long waiting time.
Everyone started shouting excitedly.
Some people even started to abuse Lu Fan. Anyone who waits for so long in the heavy rain will be angry when he sees nothing.
On the floating island, Su Dong's eyes also cooled down bit by bit and muttered: "Ye Ying, you're not really afraid to come. Ruo."
In the attic, Feng Tiangong was obviously impatient.
With a cold light on his face, he stood up and said: "Boring. It's boring. It was at this last moment that disappointed me. Sure enough, I shouldn't look at these hypocritical people. They never lack blood."
Raising his hand, Feng Tiangong is ready to order.
But at this moment, suddenly behind the sound rang.
"Sovereign, a woman asks for advice. She seems to have brought some special news."
Feng Tiangong turned his head and said: "What news. Let her come in."
Immediately, a woman moved gently, and stopped at a distance of ten steps from Feng Tian.
Face with veil, graceful and graceful. Who is not Wukong.
Feng Tiandao said: "What news do you have to tell me. I tell you, if the news you said makes me feel boring. You will die very ugly today."
Wu Kongling bowed his head respectfully and said, "Sect Master. What I brought today is news about Lu Fan."
Feng Tianmian said with a sullen expression: "You are talking about the waste that can't even reach the top four. I'm not interested in listening to him."
Wu Kong Ling said loudly: "That man is not Lu Fan. His name is Jia Ming, but he is the real impersonator of Lu Fan."
Feng Tiangong raised his eyebrows and said, "Really. Then are you going to tell me where Lu Fan is really?"
Wu Kongling nodded and said: "Yes. Please also the Sect Master Ning Nai for a moment, he will come soon."
In Feng Tiangong's eyes, he seemed to think of something.
Suddenly, Feng Tiangong smiled.
Slowly, he sat back again.
"Interesting, this is starting to be interesting. What's your name, what is your identity now."
Wukong Lingdao said: "Dance Kongling, the deputy host of the fifteen churches."
Feng Tiangong nodded and said: "If what you said is true. I will let you be the host and let you go back to this sect to improve your strength. Come and give her a seat."
After talking, Feng Tiangong looked down with a smile on his face, and said softly: "I will wait for you for a while."
Ten interest, one hundred interest.
After another thunder flashed, suddenly there was another figure on the horizon.
White robes, dark swords.
Behind him, Yun Lan's cloak hunted, and the black dragon at his feet was domineering.
"Ye Ying, Ye Ying is here."
The crowd shouted loudly, and the original complaints and abuses turned into cheers at this moment.
Su Dong's eyes lit up, and his mouth gently raised a smile.
Very good, finally came.
Feng Tiangong applauded gently.
"It's a good one, it's a very good one. It really is a guts."
Laughing loudly, Master Feng Tian gently waved to the back: "You all go, everything goes according to plan. Wait for my final order."
"Yes."
Bowing to salute, all the demons retreated with bursts of laughter, their laughter was harsh and unpleasant, and the shadows hung countless whirlwinds.
At this time, no one noticed.
Under the ground, huge tentacles began to swim. Although it was very slow, it had made the ground, and there were some depressions.
"what."
Everywhere in Qingtian Kingdom, people saw the changes on the ground.
It's just that they hadn't understood what was going on, and they were quickly attracted by the light curtain of the sky.
Because Lu Fan had already fallen on the floating island.
With a bang, the little black belt landed on the floating island and fell.
This is just this one, which made the floating island full of cracked lines, and the dragon turtle in the center of the floating island also retracted its neck.
"I thought you wouldn't be here."
Su Dong looked coldly at Landing Fan, and his body began to surge.
The little black beneath Lu Fan turned into a ray of light directly into his body.
Wu Feng's epee stood upright, Lu Fandao said: "There must be a beginning and an end to doing things. Since you have come to participate in the Wanfang Races, how can you not finish it. Moreover, this battle between you and me has also been your long-awaited. Although I have n’t always understood why. "
Su Dong replied: "Because you made me lose my life, you made me look like this now, and you made me have this kind of power."
Su Dong's palm gently waved, and Lu Fan's chest immediately showed a palm print.
Speaking and starting, Su Dong really didn't say any rules.
Lu Fan motionless, wiped the palm print off his body lightly.
He could feel that Su Dong's palm was destiny, and the force of tyranny tried to wipe him out in an instant.
Unfortunately, this trick is useful to others.
For Lu Fan, who is on the road of life, it is not particularly useful.
At the beginning, the undead saints relied on the Avenue of Souls to fight with the destiny of Shenxiao Wusheng. Although Lu Fan does not have the level of immortal saints now, Su Dong definitely does not have the level of martial arts gods, does he?
Su Dong's pupils contracted for a while, and she took the trick so easily.
Lu Fan lifted Wufeng Epee, and pointed the sword at Su Dong.
"Fate, life is passing, I understand. But if you think that this is because of me, then you are wrong."