The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

He had already lost the ability to think.    

Lee Shaojun had shocked him. Needless to say, the strength of a First Grade Of Heavenly Immortal had sealed the energy of nine Heavenly Immortals.    

Let's talk about Zhang Sanfeng again.    

Although the old man's strength was far inferior to Lee Shaojun's, there were still six seals of energy in his body. It was the strength of a Heavenly Immortal Sixth Grade.    

As for the old ancestor of Qing family, his strength was much weaker. There were only three seals.    

However, Fallen Angel, Lucifer, was the scariest in his body.    

There were no seals in his body, but there were no internal organs between his chest and abdomen. He didn't even have any muscles or tendons. His body was completely made up of a strange energy. This energy had already crystallized. It felt like the crystal of the rainbow bridge that connected the four auxiliary palaces of Fengtian Hall.    

Lucifer's body wasn't a physical body at all. It was a true energy crystal. Moreover, there was a fist-sized black object between his chest and abdomen. This was the source of all his energy.    

Yang Qiu had never seen such a thing before, but he knew it.    

Divine Flame!    

The so-called divine flame was the support of the energy of a True God. The Western God Clan and the Eastern True God were different, but they were still the same.    

Of course, the comparison of strength between the Western God Clan and the Gods and Immortals of eastern world was very complicated. Yang Qiu didn't know how to make the difference in a short period of time, but Lucifer's strength had even surpassed Lee Shaojun's. As long as he was willing to, Lucifer's future achievements would surely be the supreme expert of God Clan.    

And now, the strength that Lucifer could display was almost the same as Lee Shaojun's.    

"Lucifer, you! You. . . You! What kind of existence are you? "    

Yang Qiu pointed at Lucifer. His face showed both fear and ecstasy. His body was trembling. His thin body seemed to be unable to stand steadily. He staggered a few steps back.    

Lucifer smiled. A pious smile appeared on his devilish face. Then, three pairs of black wings slowly spread out on his back. He was so beautiful that no one dared to look at him directly. He put his hand on his chest and slowly knelt in front of Yang Qiu.    

"Great God of Creation, my master is really excited to see you again, my master. "    

Lucifer seemed to be able to feel the changes in Yang Qiu's body the most. There were two trails of blood at the corner of his eyes, but his voice was still as sincere as before.    

"My master, please accept the loyalty of your servant. The great God of Creation once gave an oracle. Under your lead, my Fallen Angel clan will become the only God in this world!"    

Yang Qiu was at a loss. He was almost suffocated by Lucifer's words.    

That feeling was too stimulating. Lucifer's strength, the high and mighty God, actually knelt in front of him and called him master.    

After a long time, Yang Qiu finally managed to control his emotions. After that, he stretched out his hand towards Fallen Angel and said calmly.    

"Get up, Lucifer!"    

Lucifer immediately stood up from the ground and walked to Yang Qiu's back automatically. The six wings on his back gradually disappeared.    

A strange smile appeared on Lee Shaojun's face.    

"Alright, Yang Qiu, we should have a frank and honest discussion between us!"    

Yang Qiu narrowed his eyes and smiled. He looked at Lee Shaojun and said slowly,    

"That's right. I think I should know too. What exactly is involved behind all of this?! "    

Lee Shaojun and Yang Qiu looked at each other and sighed.    

"You went to Holy Battlefield. You are more qualified to know this story than us. "    

Lee Shaojun paused for a moment, and his smile suddenly became very strange.    

"But you do not know that in the past, you have always been a chess piece!"    

Yang Qiu smiled very calmly. He looked at Lee Shaojun and said faintly.    

"How can an Imperial Emperor not be a chess piece?"    

Lee Shaojun smiled and looked at Yang Qiu. His tone suddenly became incomparably desolate.    

"That's right. Actually, we are all chess pieces. But speaking of which, I have let you down!"    

Yang Qiu could not help but take a deep breath. He looked at Lee Shaojun in surprise.    

Lee Shaojun smiled bitterly. He seemed to have made up his mind and said something to Yang Qiu.    

"In fact, your path today should be mine. Hollow Jade Palace should be mine too! I am not Lee Shaojun, I am. . . Yang Shaojun!"    

Yang Qiu suddenly widened his eyes. His body trembled violently as he stared at Lee Shaojun without blinking.    

On the other hand, Lucifer had a mocking smile on his face. At the same time, a trace of awkwardness appeared on Zhang Sanfeng's and Qing family's Martial Immortal's faces.    

Yang Qiu was dumbfounded.    

The words that Lee Shaojun said were more shocking than the secrets that he had obtained from Elder Lin.    

Lee Shaojun, Yang Shaojun?    

Wait!    

Yang Jian?    

Yang Jian, whose body had become a god.    

Martial Immortal!    

Martial Shattering the Void! Wasn't it precisely the fleshly body becoming a god?    

Yang Qiu suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't breathe.    

He stared blankly at Lee Shaojun. The two of them looked at each other. Lee Shaojun had a bitter smile on his face, but Yang Qiu didn't know what to do.    

Yang Qiu stared at Lee Shaojun blankly. He could feel the fear in his heart. That incomparably cold feeling instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to feel an unprecedented coldness.    

When he was in Cultivation Realm, he had never asked his master about his background. His master had never mentioned it either. He only thought that his master had never told him about it. He was an abandoned baby that his master had picked up. It had been so many years. He had lived two lives, and now he had lived three lives. He had never thought about his background.    

Even when he met Yang Jian, he didn't think about it.    

But now, a living relative was standing in front of him. What kind of feeling was that?    

That Yin energy forced his dantian to automatically release streams of warm Chaos energy in order to drive away the Yin energy in his body.    

Yang Qiu even felt that his blood was completely frozen.    

Cold!    

Incomparably cold!    

He was not older than thirty years old, but his knowledge and experience was something that others would not encounter even in thirty thousand years. However, Lee Shaojun's words still made him feel helpless. The feeling of being toyed with in the palm of his hand, the feeling of helplessness and. . . Anger that he did not feel at all.    

Yang Qiu's face was already somewhat pale, but now it had become almost transparent. Even the blood vessels under his skin could be seen. The blood vessels had really solidified.    

He had a feeling that he was going to die.    

After an unknown period of time, Yang Qiu finally came to his senses. He looked at Lee Shaojun, took a deep breath and said in an incomparably calm manner.    

"This is really miraculous! You are actually my blood relative? Too magical! Right, you won't say that you are my ancestor, right?"    

When he mentioned the word ancestor, Yang Qiu's voice finally changed a little.    

This person was so unfamiliar, but it gave him a feeling that he had never felt before.