The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

At the same time, Yang Qiu was grabbed by Lee Shaojun. In an instant, he had arrived at a strange place.    

    

Beside him were Zhang Sanfeng, the Old Ancestor of Qing family, and Lucifer.    

    

Yang Qiu knew better than anyone else about the Heaven Path Law in Mortal Realm. On Earth, it was impossible for him to display the strength of a Peak Of Mahayana Stage. In other words, no one could use the teleportation technique that only Divine Immortal experts could use.    

    

However, Lee Shaojun's speed had reached the limit.    

    

This was clearly the teleportation technique.    

    

It was a technique that only Divine Immortals had.    

    

"Impossible, why are you so fast?"    

    

Yang Qiu didn't even look at where he was standing. Instead, he looked at Lee Shaojun in shock.    

    

Lee Shaojun smiled faintly.    

    

"The rules of this world recognize me, so they won't reject me. I can use all my strength, do you understand? So now, you can rest assured that we are on the same side? "    

    

Yang Qiu felt his heart skip a beat. He asked in a daze:    

    

"Then why did you seal your own strength?"    

    

Lee Shaojun smiled coldly.    

    

"Of course it's to lure people into the trap. Kid, don't ask anymore. Go in. What you want to know is inside. "    

    

At this moment, Yang Qiu started to size up the place he was at. When he took a look, he sucked in a breath of cold air.    

    

This was. . . The moon!    

    

Damn it, it really was the moon! That blue star in the distance, if it isn't Earth, then what is it?    

    

These ring-shaped mountains, if they weren't the ring-shaped mountains on the moon, then where were they?    

    

"I am. . . !!"    

    

"This is just one of our strongholds. This is also the place where we hide in this Infinite Worlds' Origin Source. Two thousand years ago, I established this stronghold here. "    

    

Yang Qiu was speechless.    

    

That's right. According to Lee Shaojun's means, it was not a big deal to build a stronghold on the moon.    

    

He could not help but have a strong desire to gossip. When the Americans went to the moon, would they pee their pants if they met Lee Shaojun or saw the house he built on the moon?    

    

This was a typical Huaxia palace. He did not know what material it was made of, but it was completely integrated with the surface of the moon.    

    

According to the current technology, they should be able to see this palace through binoculars on Earth.    

    

Yang Qiu immediately felt that he was a little funny.    

    

With Lee Shaojun's strength, how could he not set up an invisibility restriction?    

    

Yang Qiu walked into the main hall. It was empty except for a hassock placed in the center. There was nothing else.    

    

Yang Qiu walked over and looked at the hassock. After thinking for a while, he slowly sat down with his legs crossed.    

    

Suddenly, a holographic image that looked like a movie appeared in front of his eyes.    

    

Yang Qiu was stunned when he saw the holographic image.    

    

There was a person in front of him!    

    

He had seen this person before!    

    

Erlang God!    

    

The Erlang God who had left an image in the Hollow Jade Palace.    

    

Yang Qiu still remembered the playful look and lazy attitude of Erlang God when he saw him.    

    

He seemed to have understood something.    

    

Sure enough, this Erlang God and the clone were two completely different things. He smiled at Yang Qiu, then slowly shook his body and walked to Yang Qiu. He patted his butt and sat in front of Yang Qiu. He said with a smile.    

    

"Kid, we finally meet again. En, you are not bad, you are much faster than I expected. My dead dancing dog, you didn't kill stewed dog meat, did you? "    

    

Yang Qiu almost rolled his eyes. At this moment, ten million grass mud horses were roaring in his heart. He really didn't know what to say about that feeling.    

    

"You. . . What the hell!"    

    

"You what you? You brat, I am your ancestor! Oh, forget it, I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you anymore! These two days, I've been so scared that I've been exhausted to death! "    

    

Yang Jian looked at Yang Qiu and chuckled.    

    

"Tell me, what do you want to know?"    

    

Yang Qiu raised his eyebrows. He forcefully suppressed the violent beating in his heart and deliberately pretended not to care.    

    

"What can you say to me again?"    

    

Erlang God suddenly laughed out loud. He looked at Yang Qiu with a bright smile and said in a low voice,    

    

"If I tell you that I have become a traitor, will you be shocked? Basically, everyone below the Saint level was hunting me down. Do you think that your ancestor, I, is very coquettish? Hehe, I even stole a girl's clothes last night, and in the end, I was chased around. "    

    

Yang Qiu finally understood one thing.    

    

Although the legends were not fake, they were all f * cking lies.    

    

How could the legendary Erlang God be like this?    

    

He finally understood what kind of person the Sky Barking Hound had learned from.    

    

Yang Qiu stared at Yang Jian. Yang Jian seemed to be a little embarrassed. He let out a long sigh again. He helplessly spread his hands.    

    

"Alright, kid. I will tell you everything. Sigh, your ancestor is the most unlucky one, but I thought. . . I really am the number one war god of the three dimensions, yet I was beaten to the point of pissing my pants. If it wasn't for that monkey giving me a hand in the end. . . I guess. . . Sigh! They're all a bunch of idiots. It's good that they're dead, but it's better if they're all dead!"    

    

Yang Qiu could only feel his eyeballs rolling around. His heart almost could not take it anymore.    

    

At this time, Yang Jian laughed complacently again.    

    

"Humph, what's the result? I'm still alive and well. Those bastards are all dead! All dead. Kid, you don't know, right? All the bastards of God Realm are dead. The Immortal Realm is completely crippled. Even my uncle is dead! Hehe, do you think it's fun? "    

    

Yang Qiu almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. He stared at Yang Jian with his mouth wide open, unable to say anything.    

    

All the people in God Realm had died, and the Immortal Realm had been crippled?    

    

His uncle?    

    

Right, Wasn't Erlang God's uncle the Jade Emperor?    

    

Lee Shaojun had also said that the Yang family was a super large clan in Immortal Realm. However, this super family was merely a vassal of another family.    

    

The Jade Emperor was dead?    

    

What in the world happened?    

    

Yang Qiu was a man who had experienced great things. He had even seen the Holy Battlefield. Although he was stunned, he quickly regained his senses.    

    

"You. . . You. . . Can you tell me what happened that year?"    

    

"Ai! It's a long story! This matter started from the ancient times when the World Tree was cut off. "    

    

Fear flashed across Yang Jian's face. Countless ancient secrets kept coming out of his mouth. These secrets were simply unheard of. But in the end, there were only four words.    

    

A fight for benefits.    

    

Everything was for the sake of benefits.    

    

When a man's heart is not satisfied, a snake will swallow an elephant. Once a god feels unsatisfied, Then what will be swallowed?