Against the sky game system

"Why, the holy team of ice saints chased the monster and came near our broken sword."

"Don't let me split the sword and the disciples and flee to their ranks?"

"You are obviously revenge." Ice said, damn.

"Do you have any evidence?" Lin Tianyao asked.

"As mentioned earlier, the first round of the race is limited to 3,000 miles."

"The religious disciples of Xuanbing have low strength, but they must cross this range."

"Unexpectedly, losing to the beast, all the consequences can only be at your own risk."

"The rules are like this. How? Commander Wubing will now rely on my Sword Sect disciple?" The exact same words were almost the same as three days ago.

However, what was said at the time was the ice shadow of Xuanbing and the mysterious disciple.

Now it's Lin Tianyao.

Ice was speechless.

The Ice Emperor waved his hand and looked directly at Lin Tianyao. "It's a sharp tooth."

"It's just that this wasteland just asked you, you can know the sin."

"The question is, you've seen the wasteland, why don't you give gifts?"

"You know what honor is?"

"Give me a father."

The Ice Emperor suddenly screamed, and the crushing force hit Lin Tianyao.

"Your Majesty." The neat drink, from a hundred thin mouths, said all day long.

The power of one hundred extreme fighters was compressed to Lin Tianyao at the same time.

"Give me a father."

The Ice Emperor's voice was full of majesty, like an order from the gods.

"His Majesty."

In the voices of a hundred extreme fighters, there is a powerful pressure.

The two pressures increased, and Lin Tianyao suddenly pressed down like a mountain, which was very uncomfortable.

But his face didn't change at all.

After a few seconds, Lin Tianyao's body began to bend slightly.

Ice on the side, like a shadowless man, sneered secretly, "Xiao Cho, you have to kneel down."

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Lin Tianyao's figure just bent down and stood up straight again.

"How is this possible." Bing had no shadow, Han Ming and others, his face changed.

Faced with such enormous pressure, how could Lin Tianyao survive?

Moreover, how can a body that has been bent can stand up again?

"Okay?" Ice Emperor frowned.

Lin Tianyao said lightly, "The ceremony is just a gift from the seniors."

"The lords have outlived me for hundreds of years, but they are all old people."

"Besides that, for me, your other identities are not special and have nothing to do with me."

Lin Tianyao's slight squat is a slight ritual.

It's just because the Ice Emperor is the predecessor.

Other than that, there is no other meaning.

The wasteland's face suddenly turned black.

"Young man, you are so bold."

"You mean this wasteland has only lived for a few hundred years."

"Besides, don't you have more qualifications in your eyes?"

"Oh." Lin Tianyao smiled slightly. "If the ex wanted to think that way, it would be, and it would be considered useless."

"You are very brave to let go." The two commanders, one hundred elites, suddenly screamed.

The anger of more than [-] people suddenly caused the black waves to roll over and the sky changed color.

Lin Tianyao didn't speak, just stood weakly with a light expression on his face.

However, from the constant pressure around, causing the air to distort, the halo of the scene, but Xiao Yu definitely suffered from inhuman oppression.

The sweat overflowing from his palms also means that it is not easy for him.

"I want to know how long you can hold on." Ice Emperor's eyes.

Lin Tianyao was still speechless.