But the gods and demons are gnashing their teeth when people move

The sky is fair. Not long ago, they did not hesitate to impose such contempt and disdain on people like Simon.
I didn’t expect Yanglingtian to forcibly inject this shame into their bodies just half a month later.
The gods’ faces keep changing.
If there is a chance, they will not hesitate to rush to turn this crazy youth in front of them into ashes.
However, a person who is close to the King of God has at least 50% strength, which is equivalent to the middle period of God. And among these ancient gods and demons who once overlooked the whole life, apart from having the unpredictable power of the King of God in Bai Ze, the highest level of cultivation is just the realm of ancient gods. No matter how many people there are, they are just a group of ants before the realm difference-a group of ants who gnaw elephants to death.
"Well, now that you’ve won, you can start the altar and inherit it."
When the silence slowly passed, finally, the king of God spoke of the opening of the altar.
Although the gods don’t want to, everything is a foregone conclusion. Besides, if Yanglingtian wants revenge, even if he doesn’t inherit the strength, he can always make them disappear with his existing strength.
But to everyone’s surprise, the indifferent white-haired youth did not oppose the opening of the holy land
After complicated preparation, Bai Ling took the night Jingxue to fuse her blood, and dropped a bright stone outside the altar. At the same time, Yanglingtian also offered a sword to turn Lun according to the instructions of the God King of Destiny.
"Hum ~ ~ ~"
The whole heaven and earth hummed softly, and the colorful curtain of light enveloped the altar, like a bubble, dispersed gently, and a breath with a strong desolate charm came across the ages.
A blue-gray high altar stands tall, and the streamer keeps flowing like a living thing. The huge nine-color ball of the altar releases the desolate atmosphere it brought from ancient times without stint.
The breath is not strong, but there is a kind of unspeakable meaning, as if you can’t see it far away and it seems to be close at hand with a strong majesty. Even the King of Destiny and God once stood tall and knew to enjoy the incense, depending on the sky, the worm and the ancient ghost also involuntarily bowed down before the breath-as if you saw your ancestors, you must generally irrepressibly respectfully and devoutly bear the accident in Chapter 4.
Tens of thousands of monsters crawl on their knees.
Pious and respectful! Including the king of destiny
Yanglingtian, alone with silver hair, fluttered in the desolate atmosphere.
It’s not that he wasn’t shocked by the strange smell, but it was just a shock. No one can make him kneel except his elders, and he won’t bow down because of that shock
Besides, there is still a huge doubt in his heart at the moment-I will let myself open this altar and what is the meaning of the sentence "The King of Destiny is a traitor and keeps her"
"All right, Yanglingtian, you should go to the altar."
After leading the gods to bow down, the king of God got up and rushed to Yangling Tiankou and said
Brake pull all eyes quickly gathered in the silver-haired youth.
However, at this moment, a flash of light and shadow flashed over the petite figure and suddenly appeared at the altar first.
"Meng? What do you do? " Destiny god king eyebrows a wrinkly heart suddenly gushed out a look of unease.
"What are you doing? Ha ha ~ ~ ~ is, of course, from the "Mongolian strange smile.
"Do you want to rob the bearer?" The face of the King of Destiny changed. "You can turn the sword to the sun, but you can’t turn the sword in your hand. Your roots are inherited and your physique is also inherited."
"Are you? Don’t forget how I was made. My masters created me to gain this power. "
It seems that Meng Meng, the last disillusionment of the King of Destiny, continued to smile strangely.
While Yanglingtian is frowned.
The King of Destiny and others should be very reluctant to gain power.
Since he made a scene behind Kunwu Mountain, these ghosts and gods have never helped themselves. Instead, it is difficult to wish their souls would return to heaven as soon as possible.
But now it seems as if the King of Destiny is eager to get the power.
His doubt was quickly verify.
"Yang Xiao, your inheritance is part of their plan. When I lend you the sword to destroy their plan, don’t resist. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you."