Chapter 1136 Who can tell the difference between gods and demons (11)
Such a frightened look is really unbelievable.
The immortals were okay. Although they were scared, they could still sit still.
After all, the Immortal Lord is present and heavily guarded around him. Can he still control Zhou Ye?
The newlywed couple had already hid aside. Dozens of immortal ropes rushed up into the clouds, and the suppressing pagoda also flew above the clouds.
In an instant, it was like thousands of magic weapons were used at once, and I wished I could treat Zhou Ye as if he were executing the law on the spot.
It's a pity that the rope that bound the immortals was cut off by the big knife, and the demon-suppressing tower was torn apart. The Immortal Lord above was shocked, but he pretended to be calm and threw out a golden bowl.
This is a magic weapon given by the ancestor tens of thousands of years ago.
The golden bowl reached Zhou Ye's head and began to spin, overwhelmingly preparing to suppress it.
The golden light filled the sky, and Zhou Ye felt an unbearable pain in his heart, and his face became a little pale.
For a moment, everyone finally felt a little calm, and they were just waiting for the golden bowl to trap Zhou Ye.
Suddenly, something no one expected happened.
Jin Bo actually turned around and flew directly elsewhere, bypassing Zhou Ye and stopping firmly in the clouds.
When the Immortal Lord saw this, he was horrified.
"How could this happen?!"
Why did the ancestor's magical weapon automatically bypass Zhou Ye? !
The Immortal Lord is counting on keeping these things as his last life-saving magic weapon!
What now?
Thinking of what happened at Tianmen before, the Immortal Master was also very afraid of Zhou Ye.
It's just that he hid the fact that Thirty Thousand Immortal Generals were defeated by Zhou Ye, just to save the face of the Xian family.
It's better now. Everyone thinks that the Immortal Lord can cure Zhou Ye. In the public, the Immortal Lord's back is firmly glued to the golden chair and he angrily scolds Zhou Ye.
"Devil, you have caused public resentment, how far are you going to go to?!"
This sentence was so righteous that everyone thought it was the Immortal Lord giving Zhou Ye one last chance.
Zhou Ye was so drunk that she had been stealing wine from the tables of other immortal officials since the celebration began. The purpose of coming here this time is quite simple.
As soon as the celebration started, the aroma of wine overflowed and could be smelled from a long distance away. How could Zhou Ye endure this?
Originally he only planned to come here to ask for a drink, but now he was being beaten and yelled at. Everyone looked frightened and ferocious. Zhou Ye, who was dazed, subconsciously resisted from the beginning to the end.
After a bit of fighting, I sweated a little, and my head became clearer.
"Zhou Ye, what do you want?!"
As soon as she woke up, she heard such a roar, which made her open her eyes and look over without knowing why.
The god was still trembling under the table, but the immortal was calm, but the slightly trembling hands under the table revealed his fear.
Zhou Ye shook his head, stood in mid-air, took a deep breath, and said something involuntarily.
"The aura of the fairy world is much richer."
If it was barren before, now it looks like land watered by spring rain, with a fresh and refreshing smell everywhere.
Zhou Ye also cultivates spirituality, and his cultivation is advanced, so he is naturally keenly aware of the difference between this place and the past.
And the Immortal Lord.
"Your face looks a little younger."
The Immortal Lord's face was tense. Whoever dared to be so unreasonable to him in the Six Realms would have been executed on the spot.
But Zhou Ye in front of her not only uttered arrogant words, she also dared to fight.
Xian Zun was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Even so, he did not dare to move.
In the comparison of strength and weakness, he knew that the cost of resisting now would be high, so he chose to take a roundabout way.
(End of chapter)