Chapter 1750: Hateful hatred

I am invincible!
The four characters written by Xue Juntian are not weaker than the deep ones. The swordsmanship of the sky is uploaded from the four characters, which is vast and savage.
The whole scene was silent, and Xue Juntian was obviously opposed to the huge depths, and did not let it go.
One is my only respect, one is my invincible!
These two people are the same level of invincible enchanting, are enchanting with invincible self-confidence.
After leaving four characters, Xue Juntian did not stay in the sky for a long time, and the figure fell down and returned to the city of the sky.
"Very good!" The deepness of sitting cross-legged, glanced at the four characters of "I am invincible" left by Xue Juntian, a faint smile.
He does not care, only to defeat the strongest genius, is more interesting, can prove his invincible strength.
After a little dumping, Jushen closed his eyes and meditated quietly.
Sumo's gaze, looking at the writings left by the two, could not help but smile, it is more confident than one!
However, the real winner of the Tianlong hegemony is only one person, and there is only one invincible person. The deer will die, and finally see the difference.
On this plain in front of the city of the sky, people from time to time are coming in groups.
The entire ancient Lingxing River, although only a handful of forces can participate in the Tianlong hegemony, but there are hundreds of forces.
The more people on the plains gather, the more people there come, the thousands of people.
Of course, the number of people does not mean that there are many people who participate in the Tianlong hegemony. After all, most of them are people watching the war.
Rumble!
There was a roar of sound in the sky, and a large group of people came. This group of thousands of people, each one is tall and tall, and has a thick body.
And these people, whether it is body hair or hair, are all silver and white, and they are dazzling.
"Which power is this?" Su Mo asked questions to the ancients.
"This is the demon family, the people who are skating and lions!" Ancient Tianyi said.
Sumo heard the words, in the ancient Lingxing River, there are many demon forces, there are individual demon forces and even the existence of virtual deities.
This snow-and-white lion is one of the top leaders in the demon power. Among the top ten people who won the championship, one is the lion, and this is the person of this family.
Ice and snow mad lions, all the cultivation is the power of ice cold, the arrival of a group of people, so that the temperature of this place has plummeted by several tens of degrees.
With the passage of time, from time to time, powerful forces have come, and the powerful forces such as Bixia Lingbi and Shengru Temple have come.
However, the three most powerful aliens, the Witch, the Flying, and the Black, have never arrived.
"This person?" Sumo's gaze, looking at the direction of the people of the Holy Devil's Temple, his eyes locked on a slim figure.
The man was wearing a large black robe, and his head was covered in a cloak. His face and self-cultivation were completely isolated.
However, when Sumo saw this person's moment, he gave birth to a familiar feeling.
"Is it a coloring?" Sumo secretly guessed, but he couldn't perceive the person's breath, and he couldn't judge it if he only judged by his size.
"Sumo, do you know the people of the Holy Devils?" Gu Tian asked Sumo's appearance, curiously asked.
"do not know!"
Sumo shook his head slightly and asked: "What power is the Holy Devil?"
"The Holy Devil's Hall is a very powerful force of the Terran. It is a little less than the Three Emperors. There is a virtual state in the world. The people of the Holy Devils all cultivate the magic martial arts!" Ancient Heaven.
Sumo heard the words and nodded slightly.
Slightly sinking, he did not go forward to check, secretly remembered this person.
From the Tianlong hegemony, there is still a short time, on the entire plain, many people began to meditate quietly to try to raise their status to the peak.
Sumoso had nothing to do, but he sat down on his knees and quietly cultivated.
Soon, two days passed, and the warriors gathered on the plains reached more than 300,000.
In the early morning, the sun rises and Sumo opens his eyes. Because the dragon is fighting for hegemony, it will begin today.
"The Wus are still not here!" Sumo wondered, time has come, and the people of the Wu people are not coming.
Rumble! !
Just when Sumo was puzzled, on the top of the sky, suddenly there was a huge roar again.
Sumo looked up and suddenly felt a shock, and the people of the Witch finally came.
I saw a huge black flagpole above the distant sky, tearing the hurricane layer for nine days and coming quickly.
It seems to be a bit of a point. In the other two directions, there are also two groups of people coming.
On both sides, one rides a huge white feather of several thousand feet and one rides on a black warship.
The three parties smashed the void, and they came quickly. They wrapped up in the wind and the wind, and in the twinkling of an eye, they came to the plain.
Above the black flagpole, there are thousands of people of the Witches standing on top of the white feathers. There are also thousands of people of the Flying Spirits. Above the black warships, they are also dense black scales.
The tripartites did not land on the plains, but stopped in the air.
"Sumo, get out of me!"
The black flagpole has just stopped. On the other side of the Wu ethnic group, they screamed and stepped out, twilightly scanning hundreds of thousands of people below.
The violent screams of the sky, the voice also contains the anger of the sky, as if there is a hatred of killing the father, the hatred of wives.
Everyone was shocked. The first thing that the Wu people had just arrived was that it was difficult for Sumo.
Sumo’s face sank, and it’s clear to see it.
This open-mouthed person, he is very familiar with, it is the last time from the black iron veins to bring him to the witches.
"A rabid dog!" Su Mo said coldly, he grew up, he did not hide, because it could not hide.
"You really came!" Wu Fengtian's gaze instantly fell on Sumo's body, suddenly murdered and glared.
Wu Fengtian’s killing of Sumo can be said to be the whole of the Witch, the heaviest one.
Because the death of the 20 million people of the Wu people was caused by him.
If he did not bring Sumo to the Witchcraft, if he did not let Sumo escape the sacred soul, how could the 20 million people die?
No one knows about this matter. He does not dare to inform the family, lest he should be punished with stern punishment.
Therefore, Wu Fengtian’s incomparable confession and incomparable self-blame, this endless confession and self-blame, are all turned into the hatred of Sumo, the hate of heaven!
He has already vowed that he must kill Sumo himself, and he will smash the soul of Sumo, and soothe the soul forever.
At this moment, not only Wu Fengtian, but also the eyes of all the witches, all of them instantly fell on Sumo.
In a smashing murder, the killing of the sky, like the eruption of the volcano skyrocketing, for nine days.