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Everyone in the square felt their legs were weak, and quickly bowed down deeply, not daring to look up at the mysterious young man in white again!

Especially King Piaoxue and King Hehuan, who had dealt with Lu Nanzhuo, their hearts were torn apart.

All the ancestors knelt down quickly, their eyes were terrified, and their foreheads were sweating profusely. The ancestor of the tyrant gun was going crazy with fright, because he had offended this white robe!

Duotian and Aotian also knelt on one knee... looked at the white-clothed man with extremely admiring eyes...

That one who has never failed along the way——Bai Yi! !

At this moment, there are tens of thousands of people in the entire square!

All kneel down,

Only Lu Nanzhuo stood indifferently with his hands behind his back! !

......

da da da da...

The gentle footsteps, at this moment, are like a mountain of billions of feet,

The crowd in the square turned pale,

Heartbeat suddenly accelerated!

Zhenwu Shengzu and Daotian Shengzu looked at the white-clothed young man walking towards them, and they felt that their heartbeats were about to stop!

Hastily got up hard,

Get down on your knees! !

This white robe is like a vast sky, and they... are the ants under the sky! !

The True Martial Ancestor couldn't help laughing at himself,

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

Footsteps stopped.

Lu Nanzhuo had already stood in front of Zhenwu Sacred Ancestor and Daotian Sacred Ancestor, just quietly looking down at them.

Like a lonely king.

"You come too."

Lu Nanzhuo suddenly said something lightly.

The hearts of everyone in the square trembled, and they couldn't help but look up, who?

Then they saw the patriarch Baqiang standing up with a pale face, not daring to slack off, and quickly came to Lu Nanzhuo, and knelt down side by side with the two saints Zhenwu and Daotian.

......

Lu Nanzhuo looked at the three of them, on his face that was always calm and indifferent, suddenly a kind smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and asked with interest:

"Who is an ant?"

"I...we are ants."

The three ancestors of Zhenwu bowed deeply, their foreheads pressed to the ground, and they answered with trembling voices.

In addition to recognizing the reality, they also want to use a good attitude to win a chance for themselves. Cultivation is not easy, and they don't want to die! !

The smile on Lu Nanzhuo's face came and went quickly, and he didn't know when he had returned to indifference.

"Are you looking forward to using a good attitude to win a chance in this deity?"

Lu Nanzhuo looked down at the three Zhenwu Sacred Ancestors and asked the second question.

"My... my lord, we dare not!" The three of Zhenwu Shengzu became more and more panicked, feeling that death was already in front of them!

At this moment, the true martial ancestor has completely forgotten, when he once thought of Lu Nanzhuo, that monstrous killing intent!

The determination to even swim across the starry sky to kill Lu Nanzhuo!

Lu Nanzhuo suddenly squatted down slowly, his eyes scanned the three of them in an orderly manner, like a god of death who was about to reap his life!

With an extremely soothing tone, he said calmly: "This deity is actually not broad-minded...he is an ordinary layman...and also..."

"The generation who will take revenge on those who hate you."

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Chapter 265 Dao Heart Collapses, Ao Tian Peak

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Lu Nanzhuo's words,

Instantly cut off the unrealistic fantasy in the hearts of the three true martial ancestors...

The eyes of the three were gray and withered, and they didn't roar as they imagined, nor did they fight for their lives as they imagined. After all, their strengths are very different, how can they fight for their lives?

It's just self-defeating...

The three ancestors of Zhenwu pressed their foreheads to the ground and prayed respectfully in unison:

"Please, my lord, let me go to Zhenwu Prisoner Tiangong (Balance Temple) (Daotianmen)."

Lu Nanzhuo's eyes flickered slightly, he straightened up slowly, and said softly: "At the moment of dying, it looks a little bit."

Then he turned his back and continued: "Since that's the case, I will give you a decent way to die, let's die."

Lu Nanzhuo thought that they still had some responsibilities when they were dying,

He didn't hand over this true martial ancestor to Duotian.

The expressions of the three Zhenwu Sacred Patriarchs froze, and they raised their heads and looked at the world with nostalgia...

Then the corner of the mouth bleeds,

Slowly close your eyes,

Die from a heart attack.

Everyone stared tremblingly at the three true martial ancestors who were kneeling and bowing their heads...the three of them were obviously dead.

Three more patriarchs died...

Self-destruction... As a holy ancestor, how desperate is it to choose self-destruction!

After all, what they are facing is the white clothes who even shy away from heaven!

......

Lu Nanzhuo glanced at the crowd kneeling in the square, and then said softly: "It has delayed you for a while, so you can continue with the Ten Thousand Nations Conference."

Everyone in the square was shocked when they heard this.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, what's the matter, my lord, what is the Congress of Nations? Of course, your business is the most important thing..."

A holy ancestor hurriedly knocked and said.

"Yes, yes, my lord, you made me wait!"

All the ancestors said in a panic like frightened birds.

Seeing this, Lu Nanzhuo didn't say any more, and walked towards the outside of the field with his hands behind his back.

Duotian Aotian, God Burial Sect and others hurriedly followed.

The God Burying Cult no longer accepts disciples.

Leng Shao was very terrified, this disciple who is still accepting farts, let's take care of this big boss first.

Originally, he thought that this boss was the legendary God Venerable Realm...

As a result, the legendary Godly Realm was pulverized by this boss in seconds, rub it!

Even Tiandao was frightened into a son...

What is this concept?

Leng Shao didn't dare to think deeply.

.........

After the white robe disappeared,

The people in the square still did not calm down their nervous and panic emotions, they still knelt down and dared not get up.

"Cough, you all get up, that adult has left this place."

All the holy ancestors breathed out, stood up tremblingly, and one holy ancestor took a step and shouted softly.

Square Wan Guo just wiped off his cold sweat, and stood up one after another while sighing.

King Piaoxue looked at the direction in which the white clothes disappeared, feeling absent-minded and terrified.

I remember when this lord came to his snow country,

At that time, he still thought that this lord was barely worthy of Snow Princess...

Ridiculous, so ridiculous.

He is really blind!

He knew in his heart that after today, when the news spread, the entire ancient world of Qiankun would definitely be shaken!

Moreover, this session of the Congress of Nations will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.

Without him,

Just because of this Congress of Nations,

A mysterious and ridiculously strong young man in white appeared,

he......

One punch kills the god, and one word scares the heavens!

"Hoo...All of you countries, get ready to start this session of the World Conference, which will be held in Canglan Secret Realm."

"As for the specific rules, we will talk about it later."

A holy ancestor looked at Wan Guo who was still in shock below and said in a condensed voice.

"Yes...!"

All nations in the square responded in unison.

Everyone was downcast. After witnessing the shocking power of the young man in white, he no longer had the mind to participate in this conference of nations...

What's the use of practicing hard?

What about the Daoyang realm?

What about the Holy Ancestor Realm?

What about the realm of gods? !

After all, it's a matter of punching someone...

After this, it can be said that

Their Dao heart collapsed.

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Lu Nanzhuo walked leisurely ahead with his hands behind his back. To him, what happened just now was like a small episode, not worth mentioning.

Duotian, Aotian and the Burial God Sect were hanging far behind, looking at the white-clothed figure in reverence, not daring to disturb them.

They still have lingering fears in their hearts.

Duotian and Aotian looked at each other and couldn't help sighing, they could understand the meaning in each other's eyes.

Young master is too strong, really too strong!

There is no upper limit, it is a bottomless pit.

When it feels like you've seen the whole picture...and that's just the tip of the iceberg...

Lu Nanzhuo suddenly stopped in his tracks!

Everyone was excited, and hurried forward, wanting to ask Lu Nanzhuo what instructions he had.