Return of the War God

Chapter 2468: : I feel like I'm not awake

Chapter 2468: : I feel like I'm not awake

"It's boring! The mask is returned to you by the minibus!"

Fairy Miaomiao throws his hand at will and returns the black iron mask to Balao.

Balao grabbed his mask and stared at Fairy Miao Miao fiercely. If it weren't for Ye Wuque's stopping, he would really have to make a move, no matter how he could beat him!

"Forget it, this fairy has always been heartbroken to friends, minibus, you are Xiaoye Zi's friend, this fairy will do good things to the end and help you!"

Fairy Miao Miao suddenly spoke again, and immediately stretched out a jade finger toward Balao!

call out!

I saw a gleam of misty green light, enveloping Balao, and then dragged out a trace of soul origin and life fluctuations from Balaos primordial spirit, and then the void condensed, as if ever changing, forming a brilliant little light People, flew directly into the eyebrows of the supernatural body!

Suddenly, the Taishang Divine Body exuded a faint brilliance, and there was a breath of Balao slowly appeared. The face that originally belonged to the Iori Hong slowly turned into Balao's appearance at this moment! !

boom!

When Balao, who was about to be mad, saw this scene, his mouth suddenly opened. There seemed to be thousands of mountains exploded in his mind, his heart roared endlessly, and his eyes were almost out of his eye sockets!

"Void creation... ever-changing!! You, you are...immortal!!!"

Balao's voice was trembling, his tone became extremely sharp, he roared out of the chrysanthemum, staring at Fairy Miaomiao, his eyes were full of incredible, and the whole person was struck by lightning!

"Well, it's okay, minibus, you can directly merge with this physical body."

Fairy Miaomiao retracted his fingers and patted his palms, as if it was only as easy as picking up a grain of dust. Then he looked at Balao and curled his lips, as if he didn't catch the word "immortality" in Balao's mouth.

Feeling the gaze of Fairy Miaomiao, Balao's entire soul suddenly trembled!

Immediately under the shocked gazes of Ye Wuque and the elegant style minister, they first saw that Ba Lao stood up straight, adjusted his appearance, straightened his clothes, and immediately showed a touch of infinite respect on that cold face. With a flattering smile, and then a trot, I ran to Fairy Miaomiao, closed his fists, and bowed to Fairy Miaomiao deeply!

"The minibus has seen immortality!!"

"It is the lifelong glory of the minibus to be awarded the immortal name!"

What the hell!

Ye Wuque suddenly felt a little faint!

The handsome minister is also shocked!

But Fairy Miaomiao was taken aback here, and then he looked at him with respect and flattery, like a dog-legged Baro, suddenly with his hands on his hips, he started to laugh out loud, as much as hell!

"Wow Kaka! Minibus, you are good, very good, promising, this fairy is optimistic about you! Wow Kaka..."

Above the void, Fairy Miaomiao laughed wildly with his hips akimbo, and Balao smiled with respect and flattery on the side. His cheeks were absolutely amazing!

"Minibus! Give this fairy a shoulder!"

"Follow the Miao Miao Immortal Decree!"

"Miaomiao is immortal, how strong is it? Are you comfortable?"

"It's ok, but there is room for improvement! Well, comfortable!"

"Miaomiao is immortal, are your feet sour? Would you like the minibus to pinch your feet?"

"Oh, do you still pinch your feet?"

"As long as Miao Miao Immortal wants a minibus meeting, the minibus will!"

"Wow Ka Ka! Minibus, you are so promising! This fairy is optimistic about you!"

"Thank you Miaomiao for the immortal praise! Your praise is the blessing of the third generation of the minibus. From now on, you will be the light on the path of the minibus and the guide on the soul pilgrimage. Under your immortal glory, Xiao Pakistan is your most loyal believer! I would like to do the same for you!"

"wakaka!"

...

Ye Wuque looked at the void in a daze. At this moment, he half-kneeled and put one foot of Fairy Miaomiao respectfully on his thigh, and then squeezed his foot. The flattering Balao suddenly collapsed in an instant. a feeling of!

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"That old wind, I don't feel like I'm awake, am I still in a dream?"

Ye Wuque subconsciously pulled the sleeves of the handsome minister, his face stiff and numb.

"This, this... I didn't expect Senior Ba to be so... true temperament!"

Feng Caichen's expression is not where Ye Wuque is better. After a long time, he spit out these words slowly, seeming to find a somewhat lame reason.

"Wow Kaka! Minibus! Go, follow this fairy to the ancestral grave of the Eight Gods!"

Fairy Miaomiao gave orders with an excited expression.

"Follow the Miao Miao Immortal Decree!"

Balao looked passionate and sonorous, and immediately followed Fairy Miao Miao and rushed to the Eight Gods Spirit Realm for a certain time. It felt like he was even worse than a dog!

Watching the two of them go away, Ye Wuque rubbed his numb face vigorously and forced himself to accept the other side of Balao, and then slowly calmed down.

call out!

At this moment, several figures flew from another place in the Eight Gods Spiritual Realm, and the headed person was Tomb One!

And behind him, it was the representatives of the seven great families who were previously pulled from the mysterious place by the Eight Gods, including Xu Tianlong from the Xu family and Chu Tianxiang from the Chu family.

The joy of the rest of their lives was surging on their faces at this moment. At this moment, after seeing Ye Wuque and the handsome minister above the void, their eyes were brighter and excited, but more of them were ashamed!

"Young Master, the Eight Gods kept them in a water prison and placed a psychedelic ban, and the Eight Gods were personally scared, so it took a while to rescue them."

Tomb Yi stood in front of Ye Wuque respectfully. He was wearing the underworld armor, and the back of his head was throbbing like a ghost from hell.

"Tomb one, the Eight Gods have been completely wiped out, and the Eight Gods have died in my hands. The **** hatred of your tomb-keepers has been reported. For the past eighteen years, you have worked so hard..."

Ye Wuque looked at Tomb One, looked at his Ming Jia, speaking like this, was talking to Tomb One, and also to all the tomb guards.

thump!

The tomb suddenly bowed on one knee and worshiped the void, with his face down. Because of the mask concealing him, he couldn't see the full expression of the tomb one at this moment, but a trace of tears flashed through his eyes that were already vicissitudes of life. Light!

"Thank you... Young Master!"

In this sentence, not only the voice of the tomb, but also the voices of the other thirty-two grave guards, they spoke together, thanking their young master!

Eighteen years of **** hatred!

Eighteen years of suffering!

Eighteen years of waiting!

Finally waited for the young master, waited for a big revenge!

At this moment, the tomb-keeper is in an extremely complex mood. Excitement, joy, emptiness, loss, etc. are intertwined, it is difficult to describe!

The white and slender palm stretched out and gently lifted Tomb One, Ye Wuque's gentle voice sounded: "I said, from now on, the grave guard does not need to kneel on me and get up."

Hearing Ye Wuque's words, all the complicated emotions in the hearts of all the tombkeepers suddenly disappeared, and immediately became clear and calm again!

When the grievances were taken, their moods were agitated, and their moods would fluctuate strongly. At this moment, a word from Ye Wuque made them calm again and restored the demeanor that a grave guard should have.

"Young Master, this is the matter. The tomb keepers and the Iori rebels will make a decisive decision. From now on, the tomb keepers will follow behind the young master and wish to die for the young master!"

All the tomb guards spoke in a deep voice, with words like knives and sonorous sentences!

After saying this, the tomb stood up again.

Ye Wuque stood up in the void with his hands on his shoulders, and once again glanced at the entire dead Eight Gods spirit realm, and said faintly: "From now on, Yuan Yang has no Eight Gods, it's time to go..."