Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

"Golden's is a rule. If you make a mistake, you will be punished! Even if it is the son of Kim's main pulse, you have to be punished!"

Golden walls, golden squares, golden walls, golden pillars, golden roofs, golden beams and cornices, everything is golden - everything is made of pure gold.

Polishing the exquisite surface of the building, with exquisite craftsmanship, carved out the vivid patterns of mountains and rivers, rising and falling moons. A strong defense ban is hidden in these patterns. In the sun, these patterns reflect the dazzling light. The courtyard covering nearly 100 acres is wrapped in countless tiny gold.

Looking from afar, this courtyard, as well as the vast gardens that do not know how many miles around, are covered with a layer of golden light.

On the square of the size of a dozen acres in front of the courtyard, a young man in a golden robe with a resolute face is kneeling on the ground. Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and wearing a golden crown.

The middle-aged man looked coldly at the young man kneeling on the ground and asked in a cold voice: "Golden, the treatment of you in the family, can you be convinced? Can there be complaints? Can you have grievances?"

The young man respectfully touched the ground with his forehead: "There is no resentment, no complaints, and Jin Yu is convinced. If you make a mistake, you will be punished. This is the rule. Our descendants of the Jin family will always abide by the rules set by the ancestors." ""

"I am convinced that I am a family. Everyone is a family. I have to be kind and angry. I can’t take any other thoughts." The middle-aged man sighed, Man said: "So, hit three hundred golden dragon whip, then After sending it to the mountain wall for more than a hundred years. This is already, extra grace, especially for you to deal with it lightly."

The young man looked up and smiled a little: "Yes!"

The heavy pace sounded, the two heights were one foot and five feet high, the skin was golden and the body was heavy and heavy. The skin was full of strange and unusual runes and some strange machine links. Come over.

One of his hands stretched out and grabbed the two armpits of the youth and lifted him up.

The young man naturally let go of his body and his arms clasped his arm.

The other one walked behind the young man, and two blazing golden light spurted out in his eyes. His right arm waved, and a golden dragon whip with a three-foot-long baby's arm screamed from his palm and swayed a rushing arc. The line was drawn on the back of the youth.

‘咔嚓’, the youth’s golden robes made of more than a dozen rare materials were smashed, and the long whipped smudges on the surface of his back slid across his back skin, splashing a glimmer of light.

The young man’s body twitched. He raised his head and shouted: “One!”

Another whip fell heavily, the face of the youth was distorted, and continued: "Two!"

One whip and one whip continued to fall, showing that the young man’s practice of practicing in the body was extremely strong. After dozens of whiplashes, his back skin was only slightly reddish, and several of them were torn apart by the barb of the golden dragon whip. A little bit of a small wound.

The power of the golden dragonfly is enormous. This golden dragon whip shines brightly, and it is a powerful weapon of the gods. Even a few feet thick steel is also smashed. The young man licked dozens of whip, and only had such a small wound. It can be seen how strong his cultivation is. When he was in the skin, his skin was tempered.

The gladiators who were replaced by Chu Tian’s blood-killing castles, even if they were sent to be the strongest ghost tigers, could only be sent to two paragraphs with only one whip.

Time passed by, Rao was the young man who was tyrannical, and after the five or sixty-five whip, the golden dragon whip still tore his skin and smacked directly on his muscles that showed pale gold.

The youth's muscle flexibility is better than his skin. The golden dragon whip is beaten, his muscles are violently twitching and twitching, and with an extremely bizarre high-frequency shock, the terrorist power carried on the golden dragon whip is resolved again and again.

This is the case. After one hundred whip, the barb of the golden dragon whip smoothly peeled off a small piece of thin muscle from him, and saw that his muscles began to ooze pale gold plasma.

In the north of the square, in a large hall of seven or eight acres, a young man who was whipped in the square and who was born in the square stood coldly at the door of the main hall and looked at the young man who was sentenced.

"Jin Xiaowu is also loyal and commendable. He has been thinking about it for the past 100 years. His family, good health care, all the food and drink, as well as the cultivation needs, are all supplied according to the standards of the descendants of the Jin family. The young man carried his hand and said faintly: "Today, it is not easy to find a loyal and servable slave."

A dozen men standing next to the youth screamed with a hint of envy and slyness to the ‘golden little five’ being punished in the middle of the square.

The middle-aged man who supervised the slogan of 'Jin Xiaowu' saw the youth standing at the entrance of the main hall, but he did not seem to see it. He looked at the number of whip that 'Golden Little Five' had slammed. .

The young man at the entrance of the main hall sighed softly, turned helplessly and walked into the hall.

"I don't think of it. When I was so embarrassed, I was so embarrassed. The black-skinned wolf scorpion was so stunned. If you don't have Jin Xiaowu voluntarily, you will suffer." After I really want to pick up three hundred whip, I sent it to the back of the mountain."

While walking, Kim Min Jong sneered at the side: "It's true... It doesn't make sense. Then the means of the Taikoo trolls are really letting people go, and I am doing this, what can I find? What can I stop?" According to the rules set by the ancestors of the year, going to the six sacred sects to patrol and supervise the repressed Taikoo trolls should be of all ethnic groups..."

A majestic strong man with a height outside his mouth coughed aloud: "The son is cautious!"

Kim Min Jong closed his mouth. He sneered a sneer and said indifferently: "You said that this time, the things that are next to the wolves, are the anti-attacks-downs of our main veins? ”

No one snorted, no one dared to attach Kim Jong on this topic.

Jin Hao snorted and came to the middle of the hall with a sulky look like a wolf.

It is three feet wide and has an oval shape. The surface is engraved with numerous sesame seeds, but each of them is vivid and visible. The circular mirror of the human face is suspended in the hall. The golden dragonfly stands in front of the round mirror and faces. Aligned to the mirror.

"Begin... Think about my golden scorpion. In the next hundred years, I have to live on the face of another person... Oh, those who have made me ugly, and I am so embarrassed, I will never let go! "Golden gnawed his teeth and sneered: "I really thought that they made a little bit of credit for the family. When they got so many slaves, they really regarded themselves as adults?"