The Strongest Supplier of God-Level Systems

Chapter 1691 Golden Robe Dark Guard

"kill!"

"Kill them all for me!"

"If something goes wrong, I, Lei Yuan, are fully responsible!"

"I can't swallow this breath! Who dares to offend me! I'll kill him!"

Lei Yuan, the son of the deputy hall master of the God Race Wind and Thunder Temple, shouted, and his face became distorted...

His eyes were fixed on Qi Tian, ​​if his eyes could kill people, Qi Tian might have been killed countless times by now.

Everything is showing as it should be.

"Establish a line of defense, who dares to rush over and kill Wushe!"

Qi Tian's eyes could not help but flicker with a hint of cruelty!

At this moment, it was obviously angered, and at this moment, this anger could not be suppressed!

"The big deal is to drag the Wanbao Pavilion out, and directly guard the full attack here!"

"It's better to have a good fight than to be here in a daze!"

Qi Tian thought to himself, his hands gathered in front of him, all kinds of thoughts were churning in his mind, and then he launched a full-scale counterattack!

Although this Lei Yuan seems to be full of strength, he is still the son of the deputy hall master of the God Race's Wind and Thunder Temple. In fact, there are not many masters around...

Among these ponies around me, there is not a single Saint King Realm cultivator, at most the Eight-star Sanctuary, so rushing up so carelessly, that is to deliver food, the battle scene once seemed particularly dramatic...

These Protoss cultivators rushed over with arrogance, but when they arrived at the defense line established by Qi Tian, ​​they seemed to be swallowed up by the fire, and they were directly obliterated...

In the past, there were hundreds of people gathered around Lei Yuan, but at this moment, most of the damage was done in a blink of an eye, and there were only a dozen or so remnants of the defeated generals gathered next to Lei Yuan, each breathing in cold air.

"Master Lei Yuan...too...too weird, our people can't get through it at all...Right now, we're really looking for death...or else...let's forget it?"

"Yeah, Young Master Lei Yuan, let Qingshan not worry about no firewood, we will definitely be able to give them a good look in the assessment field at that time!"

"That's right, it makes sense! Young Master Lei Yuan, your status is so noble that you don't deserve to be beaten to death by such little fish and shrimp, there's really no need..."

The surrounding group of ponies were full of flattering expressions, and immediately scolded Lei Yuan.

At the beginning, most of them were forced to fight. Now that the situation is not good, they want to run away.

"I……"

Lei Yuan's complexion was ugly for a while, and his complexion turned back and forth between black and red...

What a shame!

Originally, he thought that by virtue of his identity as a cultivator of the God Race, no one would do anything to him. He had the utmost confidence...

But in the end, it gave him a big ear scratch...

Now that there are so many cultivators gathered around, are they all waiting to see his jokes?

He, Lei Yuan, will become the laughing stock of the entire assessment field!

The discriminatory eyes around him made him look dazed...

He doesn't need these pointing glances! He just needs to get reverent and fearful glances from the others!

"You forced me!"

"The temple guard!"

"out!"

Lei Yuan gave a cold drink, and then directly crushed a golden token...

Swish swish... Then a golden figure appeared in front of everyone, with a terrifying power!

"It comes and goes without a trace, this is the dark guard of the Temple of Wind and Thunder..."

"Golden robe, golden boots... This is the symbol of the golden robe guards of the Temple of Wind and Thunder. It is said that the golden guards are generally quasi-sage emperors or weak emperors who are strong!"

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