Doomsday Rebirth: Stock up on SSS-level cards at the beginning

A valley somewhere in God's Domain.

The huge valley is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the valley, frightening countless birds flying around the valley.

"I must kill you and avenge my brother! Ahhhh!!"

In the bamboo forest of the valley, an extremely burly man was frantically venting his anger. As he punched one after another, the extremely tough sacred bamboo was broken into pieces, and debris flew everywhere.

"Lao Wu, what are you crazy about?"

Not far away, the elegant young master in the pavilion wearing a sapphire blue satin robe put down the tea cup in his hand displeasedly, "It was the champion swordsman and Qin Lang who killed the eldest brother. What does it have to do with this sacred bamboo forest? No wonder the second sister wants to send you away Come to me and tell me how many sacred bamboos you have destroyed in these days."

"Fourth Brother, it's your fault for saying this. I brought Fifth Brother here to discuss how to avenge Big Brother. How much is Shenzhu worth?"

A woman whose whole body was wrapped in divine flames walked out of the bamboo house dragging a huge snake tail and gave the young master a fierce look.

"If Qin Lang and the others were in the God's Domain, this would not be difficult to do. It's a pity that they are in the lower realm and are limited by the rules. Our combat power has been suppressed so much that we are no match for them. The only solution for now is to wait for them to return to the God's Domain. "

The man who spoke had a big beard and a ferocious appearance. He did not forget to wipe the golden knife in his hand when he spoke.

"Fart! If he doesn't return to God's Realm in ten years, do we have to wait for him for ten years?"

Lao Wu rushed over, first kicked the golden knife away from the bearded man, and then rushed to the pavilion and slapped the tea set on the table away, "I don't care! I will go to the lower world tomorrow, wuwuwu! Brother is kind to me, but this one hates me. Must report!”

"If you want to die, then you go, no one will stop you." The young master said angrily: "Revenge requires strategy. If you are so reckless, not only will you not be able to avenge your elder brother, but you will also involve the rest of us. ”

"The fourth child is right. We have no other choice but to wait."

The snake-tailed woman said fiercely: "The champion swordsman and Qin Lang are certainly hateful, but the old white dragon is not a good person either. He protects the murderer in every possible way. Sooner or later, I will peel off his dragon skin and draw his dragon tendons!"

"Haha, you are so loud. A mere ancient god has actually set his sights on an ancient creation. Are you not afraid that the old Dragon King will find out and slap you into a pulp and make snake soup out of you?"

A man's voice suddenly sounded, and all four men and women were shocked.

The woman shouted sternly: "How did you get in? Are you... the chosen one?"

The man was tall and tall, wearing a mask with a green face and fangs on his face. Although the sword on his waist was not unsheathed, it still gave people a deep murderous intent.

"You are not qualified to know who I am. I have only one purpose here. Don't you want to avenge King Peng? I can take you to find Qin Lang."

The man glanced at the four people, "Flaming Snake, Bashan Bear, Daolong, Jiuyou, you four [Palace Masters] are my followers, but you are barely qualified."

The old San Daolong shook his body and stood up, "Be your follower? You have such a strong tone!"

Lao Sijiuyou chuckled, "It's really ridiculous. Now that you know we are the palace masters, you still dare to provoke us. Are you tired of living?"

The masked man spread his hands and said, "It seems like you are a little dissatisfied."

"Bah, I'm worried that I have nowhere to vent my anger. Since you took the initiative to send me to my door, I'll beat you to pieces first!"

The Old Five Mountain Bear roared wildly, and a shadow of a bear demon appeared behind him. He rushed forward and came to the masked man, and slapped it down hard with his giant palm.

The power of this palm is enough to turn the mountain into powder!

The masked man narrowed his eyes and drew his sword the moment the giant palm fell.

Keng!

A dazzling cross sword flower flashed.

"Too weak." The masked man chuckled and slowly sheathed his sword.

"puff!!"

The moment the scabbards merged, blood spurted from Bashan Xiong's chest, and he screamed and fell down.

"What!?"

"This is impossible!"

The remaining three people were shocked and couldn't believe their eyes.

Although the old five tyrant Shanxiong acted impulsively and recklessly, his combat prowess was unquestionable and he could even kill the ancestor gods. Why was he seriously injured with a sword today? This goes against common sense!

"You, what on earth are you?" Bashan Xiong showed fear on his face and kept crawling back. The blood spread all the way and he looked very miserable.

The masked man said quietly: "You and I have the same goal, both are to kill Qin Lang. You just need to know this."

Yan Snake's eyes were wary and he said, "You are so strong. You can obviously act on your own, so why do you bring us with you?"

"Yes, your combat power has exceeded ordinary people's imagination. There is no need for us to act with you." Jiuyou also said.

"hehe"

The masked man chuckled, "You gods who have never watched movies and TV series are so pitiful. If I do everything myself, what kind of boss am I behind the scenes?"

Several people looked at each other, they really didn't understand what a film and television drama was.

"At this time, Qin Lang is looking for a way to be promoted in the Supreme God's Realm. If you agree to act with me, let's set off now."

"What if we don't agree?" Daolong said with murderous intent, holding his sword across his chest.

"Then I can only kill you and then find other followers." The masked man shrugged.

"Can you promise to kill Qin Lang?" Bashan Xiong covered his wound with hot eyes.

The masked man chuckled, "So far, I've never missed a beat."

"What's the meaning?"

Several people couldn't understand it.

The masked man did not explain, but raised his hand to build a magical bridge shrouded in mist, "Life or death is only a matter of your thoughts."

After saying that, the masked man walked leisurely onto the sacred bridge.

The four of them looked at each other, and Lao Si Jiuyou lowered his voice, "This person has a mysterious identity and extraordinary combat power. He can actually injure Lao Wu with one move. He is most likely the spokesperson of a certain big shot. Rejecting him will probably bring disaster." "

Yan Snake nodded: "Since we have the same goal, we might as well follow them and have a look."

"As long as I can avenge my eldest brother, I will fight even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire!"

Bashan Xiong staggered onto the Divine Bridge.

The other three looked at each other and followed suit.

…

The peak in the sky is a lonely peak that exudes a terrifying aura.

The Grand Palace Master looked solemn and murmured to himself: "Qin Lang will die this time. Fortunately, he did not leave this disaster star in the sky."

The master of the Life Palace of Blue Tail sighed: "No one who has been imprinted by that legendary big man can survive. But I am really curious why this big man is so anxious to recover the chess pieces. I am afraid that there is no What changes?"

"Oh."

The Grand Palace Master sneered, "How can we little gods speculate on the game between concept gods?"

"I made a mistake"