Calamity of Tomorrow

"Sheng Weizhen."

In a dark palace, a white-haired Saint Vincent and the Emperor sat in the air and opened his eyes slowly. A black mist appeared in front of him.

Looking at the black mist in front of him, Shengwei Zhenjun said in a deep voice: "Recently, they have been very strict, and they have nothing to do with each other. Wait, how did you get in? The whole plague department should have the formation of four emperors. . "

Li Zhengdao's voice came from the black mist, and only he laughed and said, "Oh, our people are far more than you think."

Saint Wei Zhenjun's face changed slightly: "Among the four heavenly monarchs in the plague department, are you there?"

"Hehe." A black cloud surrounds the surroundings of Shengwei Zhenjun, contaminating the ground of the hall like ink. "Shengwei, the pestilence department is too peaceful. You don't seem to do what we want."

Shengwei Zhenjun: "The original gods of the Ministry of Blast were originally devoted to the study of distortion and distortion. It is not so easy for you to stir up the conflict between them and the fairy."

Li Zhengdao: "That's because you haven't tried it at all, do you still think that the emperor really has a chance of winning? I know the plan of the emperor far better than you. It is all about praying with the arms of a man, going against the sky, without any success Possible.

"The only change in the heavens and the environment, the only constant in this universe is the eternal change itself. To find the trend of each era and find a way to adapt to the era, can we always stand at the peak."

"The demon's biggest advantage is to adapt to changes in the environment, but they are actually doing things that go against the sky by adapting to the environment. How foolish is this, don't you know?"

There was a trace of sadness in Shengwei's eyes, and he finally sighed, "You are not used to urge me. I never intended to regret it. What you want me to do, I will do it."

...

In the main hall, after Sheng Wei slammed, Yuan Shenli rolled wildly and pressed toward Zhou Bai.

Wei He stepped out immediately, blocking directly in front of Zhou Bai, receiving the bombardment of Shengwei's elemental power.

He looked at Shengwei Zhenjun's eyes flashing a anger, and Zhou Bai was also the person he brought. He knew that some righteous gods looked down on mortals, but would n’t it be that he would n’t do it at all? He puts it in his eyes.

Wei He said coldly, "Shengwei Zhenjun, my people are under my control, so I won't bother you."

Shengwei Zhenjun frowned: "Wei Xianren, this time is a gathering between immortals and gods. Everyone exchanges too little experience with the algorithm. What do you mean by bringing a mortal over? Do you want him to listen to us? "Do we want to communicate with him?"

Wei He: "This is Mingyue's brother ..."

"That's just mortal." St. Wei Zhenjun interrupted Wei He's words and said coldly: "How can there be any relationship between sisters and siblings between immortals and mortals, mortals are mortals, what are the qualifications to participate in our argument? He'll go away. "

Wei He gritted his teeth. He knew that many immortals would despise, ignore, and hate mortals, and even he himself would often ignore mortals.

But hitting the dog also depends on the owner. Tomorrow is brought by him. If Shengwei makes people roll, he will directly hit his face.

What's more, he was so defaced in front of Tomorrow, and what face did he go back to see Mingyue, but he promised himself to take good care of his brother.

The thought of losing face in front of Mingyue made Wei He more angry.

‘You must not let Mingyue disappoint me. ’

Wei He said to Shengwei Zhenjun: "I promised Mingyue to take her younger brother to see the Lord God of the Plague Ministry. He will not hinder us."

Shengwei Zhenjun sneered, "Take him to see the righteous God? Do you think of us as idols in the temple? Is he here to visit?"

Wei He: "Shengwei, don't go too high on the line, he just worships the **** and wants to see you all."

Sheng Weizhengjun: "When can a mortal be free to visit Zhengshen? When can they listen to me again?"

Wei He's eyes narrowed, his heart was angry, but he was a little confused. He didn't understand why this Saint Weizhenjun was so hostile. Although he and the other party were not very familiar, he never offended himself by asking himself.

Although it is not appropriate to bring mortals to this party, in his status, most of the gods will sell him a face, open one eye and close one eye.

Sheng Wei was so targeted, and even started directly, that while he was angry, he also felt a little bit wrong.

Looking at the confrontation between the gods and immortals, the faces of the other gods around them all had different expressions, but no one stopped them. Several Zhengshen heard the words of Shengwei Zhenjun, and even nodded slightly, showing the identity of their faces, apparently unwilling to have mortals mixed in.

As for the parties, Zhou didn't even care about it. Even Wei He and Shengwei didn't think about what to say to Zhou. In their opinion, in this matter, Zhou didn't have the right to choose. The confrontation between Yu Weihe and Shengwei.

However, there was a hint of disappointment on Yan Zhenjun's face. He came here to communicate with everyone about the micro algorithm. His recent practice is a bit backward and he doesn't want to waste time at all. He just wants to grasp all the time to promote cultivation.

So I just listened to Yan Zhenjun saying, "The two listen to me. Everyone is entangled in everything. Rarely have time to meet together to talk about mysticism. Don't hurt your temper, just sell me a face and take a step back ... ... "

Shengwei Zhenjun sneered: "Yan Regret, when do you have face to make me take a step back?"

Wei He also said, "Yan Zhenjun, don't get involved in this matter."

The anger in Yan Zhenjun's heart has also risen. The two guys did not look at him at all. In the past few years, this is simply not possible.

‘Is it because of losing to Zhou? ’

He admits that he lost to Zhou Bai at the end of the day, or was defeated by the other party, but he believes that at that point in time, most of the strength of Zhengshen would be lost in that case.

‘When I recover Xiuwei ... I ’ll be the first to kill that week's shame. ’

Just when Yan Zhenjun was also angry, Shengwei Zhenjun on the other side had already shot again, and saw that the silver light on his body suddenly lit up, and the next moment had traveled through the space, one palm pressed towards the white head.

Wei He screamed, "Shengwei! How dare you!"

At the same time, Wei He stepped out one step, and also shuttled the space, blocking in front of Shengwei. Pointing out with his right hand, it seemed that Fengming Dragon roared.

The palms of the two sides collided with each other in the air, and the Yuanshen power was violently shaken. The wind was blasting, and the white air waves burst out, spreading with the power of the sky.