"Where did you get this thing..."

The young man's face was hidden in the shadows, and the surrounding braziers looked a little gloomy.

Qin Kun condescends: "It was given by someone else."

"nonsense!"

The young man seemed to know the origin of Gu Yu, his chest was undulating, and he wanted to speak several times, but he didn't say anything.

Qin Kun waved at him and signaled him to come up.

The young man came to the throne and Qin Kun smiled at him: "Many years ago, I met your father. We used to fight side by side. At that time, he pursued strength, bravery and enthusiasm. It can be said that he was my first friend in the Ten Dead City, oh, it is the Demon City you mentioned."

The young man's eyes were out of focus: "My father is from the Devil City?"

Qin Kun nodded.

The young man did not believe it at all.

How is that possible...

"You lied to me."

"Child, I don't need to lie to you. When you were born, your father invited me to drink." Qin Kun grabbed the young man's wrist, and he wore a string of beads on his wrist.

This was given to him by Xu Tao. Later, he wore it in a literary style and gave it to Bai Tu. Unexpectedly, the young man still wore it.

"This bead was my gift at that time."

Qin Kun said, spreading his palms. There were exactly the same beads on his palms, but they had never been in a string.

The young man's eyes were out of focus.

Qin Kun said: "The dragon-slaying boy will one day grow into an evil dragon. You may not understand this sentence now. At that time, I fell asleep for some reason, and your father participated in a war of change. Many people died in that war, and your father spent ten years to become a behemoth of the Devil City."

"After getting the power of the demon, he wanted to escape unstoppable, but the Demon City did not allow it. Because of your father, the Demon City and your hometown opened up an unclosed passage."

"It seems that your father is protecting the Tianqi clan and the people of the White God, but all this is caused by him."

The young man's muscles were twitching, and suddenly his hair turned red: "You lied to me!"

He punched Qin Kun in the face.

However, this punch was pressed against by Qin Kun with a finger.

"Your mother is the White God Priest."

The young man was surprised by Qin Kun's strength and nodded after hearing this.

"Your father may not be Tianqi Tuwu."

The young man's forehead suddenly burst.

For decades, the young man had heard his mother talk about his life experience without any reason, but he had always been ambiguous. He was a barbarian, but he was not stupid and inherited his mother's wisdom. But he never believed in this terrible fact.

He is the son of the contemporary White God, he must be!

"You, what do you want to do..." The young man seemed to smell a terrible smell, why did the guy in front of him tell him this at this time?

"I want to destroy Tianqi Duwu."

Qin Kun grinned, his teeth a little white.

Knock.

The young man's heart twitched and he took two steps back.

"So you have to help me."

"You... dream!"

"I didn't dream. Your biological father was tied to the entrance of the Demon City as a dog, but you were the son of Tianqi Duwu. You were dreaming."

"You are not trying to destroy him, you are trying to destroy me!"

The young man was roaring red and red.

Suddenly, Qin Kun stood up and slapped the young man in the face.

The out-of-control young man immediately calmed down, and then he saw Qin Kun grab his shoulder and press him on the throne.

As soon as he sat down, his butt was like a needle, and the young man quickly bounced up. This was just an ordinary throne, but it was also a belief that the Tianqi clan could not blaspheme.

God's throne.

Only the White God can sit here.

The ambition in the hearts of many people is to become the masters here. Although those ambitions can only be buried deep in their hearts, who dares to say that they have never thought about it?

But the young man did not stand up, and a force greater than before, pressed him tightly here.

“How does it feel?”

The young man was tense all over, then relaxed, and then some desires in his heart were completely catalyzed.

How can this feeling be described in one sentence?

This seat gave him everything in an instant. He felt that he had supreme power and the status of worship by all people, which dominated the life and death of the entire world.

“It feels good.”

In the eyes of young people, they are gradually eager.

"After the death of the Tianqi Duke, the passage of the Demon City will be closed. You will take over the rule here. Without the Demon Puppet, the strength of your six ghosts is enough to command the Tianqi clan."

The young man felt that he was making a deal with the devil, and he was moved when he heard the devil was tempted.

No one can resist everything the other person describes.

"I'll think about it..."

Bang-

Another slap.

The young man not only did not hate him, but was even more excited.

This slap was so comfortable for some reason.

"Why did you ruin him?"

"Want to know?"

“…”

The young man looked up and suddenly smiled: "I don't want to, but can you do it?"

Qin Kun twisted his fingers in the air, and a crystal silk thread fell on his fingertips. He stared at the line blankly, and suddenly, there was no trace.

...

"There are so great to cry for the first eighteen routes!"

"Yan Jun Fist!"

"Yinfenghoof!"

"Get out of here!!!"

The white-haired god bounced away all attacks, locked Bai Wuchang with one arm, kicked Hei Wuchang with one leg, pressed the other hand on the horse's face, and swept viciously around.

Gra...

Bai Wuchang's neck was broken again, and the horse's face was also broken by his five fingers.

Yin Qi was repairing their bodies, and the four Yin Dragons were constantly weakened. At this moment, three Yin Dragons were wrapped in causal lines. As Bai Tu pulled them hard, it seemed like they were squeezing their skin, pulling out Bai Wuchang, Black Wuchang, and horse-faced Yin Dragon from their body.

The Yinlong screamed, and Bai Tu sent three Yinlongs to other worlds of cause and effect.

"No……"

"hateful!!"

"You...you will be retribution!"

The pale clamor has no effect.

Bai Tu threw them on the ground like he was treating garbage, looking at the last bull's head with a gloomy smile.

The King Abangming suddenly saw Bai Tu disappear, then appeared behind him, grabbed his neck into his five fingers and pulled out his Yinlong.

Tear-

The Yinlong was torn apart and wailed to heal, but Longtou and Dragon Tail were trapped in two worlds by Bai Tu and could never meet again.

Bull Demon fell to the ground and couldn't afford to rise.

The battle ends.

"You want to fight with me too!"

He raised his leg and kicked Niu Tou's face. The fallen Bull Mo was already weak, and his neck was kicked off and hit his companion.

One fights four, win.
To be continued...