Chapter 962: As soon as the Supreme comes out, who will compete! (Part 2)
The wolf's low roar echoed through the halls.
In the midst of this roar of majesty and vicissitudes, the remaining werewolf guards stepped back and fell to their knees on one knee, a look of reverence on their faces, as if ready to greet their most sacred god.
"Open Sesame!"
The werewolf leader craned his neck and roared.
The other werewolves also roared in unison: "Open Sesame!!"
The sound wave shook the sky, and even the earth trembled a little.
However, the corners of Qin Yang's mouth twitched violently, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would definitely laugh out loud, after all, seeing so many wolf-headed guys shouting sesame to open the door, there was a sense of disobedience.
"Squeakβ"
Above the sky, an invisible gate slowly emerged and opened, shooting down thousands of golden lights, and the long red steps fell down like a mythical fantasy, spectacular and mysterious.
Infinite majesty, shining in the sky!
The white light slowly dispersed, revealing rows of werewolves wearing golden armor, these werewolf soldiers chanted the Book of Poetry, stepped on neat steps, and walked from the sky gate, like Western heavenly soldiers, giving people a great visual impact.
Awesome!
Qin Yang secretly smacked his tongue, patted the little empress on the shoulder, and asked, "Do you vampires have such a big formation?" I feel that you can't beat it, you look at how awesome people are, you have to learn a little in the future." β
"Hmph, it's useless!"
The little queen scoffed, but she also paid attention to it in her heart.
The previous werewolves were by no means so high-minded, and it seems that after so many years, they also attach importance to development and have borrowed a lot of things from Huaxia. If it weren't for her resurrection this time, the Vampire Alliance might not be able to resist the werewolf army.
While the two were talking, a werewolf in a golden robe and a white turban with a tsundere expression walked out of the gate, still holding a golden scepter in his hand.
With each step, roses bloom under your feet, fragrant and fragrant.
If it weren't for the fact that the black hair on the wolf's head and chest was too conspicuous, Qin Yang would definitely think that it was that Da Luo Jin Immortal descending to earth.
"Your Majesty, you are the high priest of the wolf clan, and you are disrespectful, disrespectful, and disrespectful. β
This werewolf priest bowed slightly, and spoke in blunt Chinese language, presumably he was really brainwashed too deeply by the ancient martial arts culture of Huaxia, and his every move was a copycat version of the appearance of the great master of China.
Seeing this high priest, the little empress was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Thomas." Why, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and now a small wolf soldier has become a high priest, and it seems that I want to say congratulations. β
This high priest was more than two hundred years old.
When she was not suppressed by the clan's conspiracy, the other party was just a small soldier in the wolf clan, but she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, she became the biggest figure in the wolf clan.
"The Empress has won the prize, and the old man is just lucky to lead my werewolf tribe to escape from the encirclement and suppression of your blood clan repeatedly, and then fight back in a desperate situation. Hearing that the Empress has returned, the old man is very happy in his heart, which also shows that the art of Huaxia is nothing more than that, and in the future, our western wolf clan can set foot on the ancient martial arts of Huaxia and achieve unification!"
The High Priest smiled faintly, his words filled with great conceit.
Mother**!
This is such a big breath!
Qin Yang sneered, stepped forward and said, "Mr. High Priest, don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, if you don't want to fight, leave that bastard named Tony for me, you guys get out!"
"Your Excellency is Mr. Qin, who is famous in the ancient martial arts world of China, I have heard of you. β
The high priest's gaze shifted to Qin Yang's body, Sen Ran's gaze was a little unspeakable, and he said lightly: "I deeply regret the kidnapping of Mr. Qin's son. Your son will be a lucky man who will be jealous of the heavens, and we could have cooperated in a friendly way, but unfortunately, due to some external factors, we can only become enemies. β
"I can't understand what I said. β
Qin Yang took out a big knife and pointed at him: "I have changed my mind, I will give you a choice of ten seconds, either kneel down and kowtow, or you werewolves will be destroyed from today, choose one." β
"Mr. Qin, you are too arrogant!"
Natoni took out a white handkerchief, wiped the blood on his face, and said coldly: "Do you know who is in front of you? It is the high priest of the wolf clan, and his strength is no worse than that of the empress." Of course, it may not be your opponent, but you must know that there is a new emperor supreme in the wolf clan, and that is the totem of the wolf clan, if you surrender now, it will be too late!
Totem Supreme?
Qin Yang was slightly stunned, and was about to say something, when the little empress next to him sneered: "The Supreme is just a symbol of the wolf clan, and it can't even speak human words, and it can't even transform into a human form, so you still expect it to be a guardian saint for you?"
Although she said that, little Lori was also full of scruples in her heart.
After all, the wolf totem is the purest bloodline, especially if they also take the magic medicine of werewolves, which can stimulate the divine power of their werewolf royal family, which should not be underestimated.
To put it simply, now that werewolves have a totem supreme, the strength of each of them will be improved, as long as the totem is not dead, their lineage will develop forever and become stronger and stronger.
"Has Her Majesty become so naΓ―ve?"
The High Priest smiled coldly, slowly raised the staff in his hand, and said loudly: "Since you want to see the Supreme Emperor of our werewolves, then I will do what you wish, but by that time, you will all become dead and come to worship our patron saint!!"
With that, he let out a loud shout, his cane facing the sky.
A halo of light spread out from the tip of the staff, forming a strange pattern of wolf heads, and flew towards the gate in the sky, and in the midst of a boom, a large altar slowly descended.
It's just that the situation on the altar is a bit surprising.
Above is a modern room-like setting, filled with fresh bones and fruits, and a large bathtub steaming white.
I saw that in the bathtub, a huge giant wolf with white hair was leisurely bathing.
The giant wolf was wearing a pair of high-end sunglasses and high-end headphones on his ears, and seemed to be enjoying it. Although this scene is a bit weird, the evil aura emanating from this wolf is heartbreaking.
"It is worthy of the supreme, and its invisible coercion alone is enough to crush me. β
The little empress looked solemn and muttered.
However, Qin Yang next to him widened his eyes and rubbed his eyes, completely stunned.
After being stunned for a few seconds, his face instantly turned red, and with endless anger, he roared: "You are a hairyman, you come over to Lao Tzu! Fuck your uncle's shit, Lao Tzu must strip off your hair this time!"
(End of chapter)