[BL, MTL] Anti-God (Quickwear)

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"It's a seal! It's really blocked!!!"

After a dead silence, the immortals watching outside shouted without dignity, looking terrified and excited, and the sudden noise almost turned the sky upside down!

"Who is Feng Jue?" The young junior was dizzy by the scene in front of him, and he was confused and couldn't help turning his head to the elders beside him. The next second, he was suddenly covered by the most stable elder, but the surrounding practitioners had already heard his question, and his eyes looked at him as if they were looking at a white man.

Is there really anyone in the world who doesn't know who Fengjue is?

Who is Feng Jue? He was the last practitioner 30,000 years ago and the evil star recognized by all races. There are even rumors that no one in this world can soar because the seal is too defiant, and a person's luck of nearly 30,000 years has been plundered.

When Feng Jue was young, he walked out of the northern region and sang all the way, and everywhere he passed was full of corpses. He killed the dragon clan and the wolf clan, went up to the fairyland to destroy the Taishang Sect, and went down to the demon realm as a bottomless guest. All the heavenly pride of all races was invincible to him, and he did not want to talk more about him.

I heard that Feng Jue's wide sword with him has become a treasure because of the blood of Tianjiao, and he roars ten thousand swords!

In a word, the man wrote the word cruel from the inside to the outside and from top to bottom, and even the beast was not as arbitrary as him.

"What? Didn't you just say that I was very happy?"

"It's so silent that I don't welcome the emperor?" Feng Jue lazily put the tip of the wide sword against the ground. He raised his sharp eyebrows, and his handsome face was full of surprise, as if he was really sad for the attitude of the crowd.

But the immortals in the distance couldn't wait to dig three feet into the ground to bury themselves, and they didn't want to take a closer look at Feng Jue. Everyone can hear the mockery in Lei Di's words, and the man's eyes are full of chilling murderous intent.

"We don't mean that." After all, it was the owner of Tianji Pavilion who sighed and took the lead in responding. The development of things to this point has long been beyond everyone's control.

"I wonder what's the matter with Emperor Lei's return to this world?" The Holy Lord of the Spirit Clan, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help asking, and there was still a slight indible test in his words. The immortals want to find out whether the Fengjue in front of them is an incarnation or a real body. If it's just an incarnation... They may not have the power of the first battle.

"Ha, you're joking again." The sound of low laughter overflowed between Feng Jue's throat, and the narrow and gloomy eyes narrowed slightly, like a tiger, leopard, jackal staring at the weak prey.

"All races in the world have been submittling to my feet since 30,000 years ago. I came to patrol my own boundary, and I also need to report to you?"

Feng Jue mocked the group of immortals indifferently, and suddenly felt a little excited. It seems that he has been away for so long that he was questioned by a group of old guys who stepped into the coffin with half a foot.

If it had been 30,000 years ago, they would have been dead under his sword!

"Fengjue, it's not 30,000 years ago! You'd better not be too crazy. When the Holy Lord of the Demon Clan heard Feng Jue's words of contempt for all races, his anger suddenly rose and even suppressed his fear. He has been tall for thousands of years. Before that, a boy from 30,000 years ago was scared to death. It was really funny to say it.