MTL - Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms-Chapter 761 Tear trend
In the main hall of Lingxiaobao Temple, Chutian saw the messenger of the High Heaven.
The seven princes of the ram, the seven-valve master, one of the elders and the ministers in the hall, one by one, gazing at the highest heaven in the middle of the hall - and, still, the old acquaintance of Chutian, is commanding the invasion of Gaotian army Bohai Jun in the Sa's territory.
"瀚海君, I haven't seen you for a long time! At this moment, it seems that you should be robbed in the Saskatchewan territory." Chutian sat on the high throne and overlooked Bohai Jun, unscrupulously exuding the horror of his own.
A gray boulevard of the boulevard emerged behind Chutian. Numerous different gems of different colors are like stars inlaid on a round dish. A wave of turbid and simple chaotic atmosphere swept the entire hall like a tidal wave, flooding the entire Lingxiao Hall. There are countless stars around the world, and the world is trembled.
In harmony with the realm, the realm is the fifteenth heaven.
Mana repair, it is the end of the ten heavens!
Chutian is also recognized by the Holy Spirit in the sky, his words and deeds, every move, naturally evoke the changes of the heavenly heavens of the Holy Spirit, with the breath of Chutian, Ling Xiaobao Temple The golden sky outside the main hall was rolling, and the purple gas was rising. Countless dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns also screamed at the same time.
Countless Tianguan and Tianhui, who felt the horror of Chutian, bowed to the ground at the same time, devoutly bowed to Chutianding, and shouted the name of 'Da Tianzun'.
In these ceremonies of heaven and earth, countless dreams are like the seeds of dandelion swaying into their soul fields. They are quickly connected with the big dreams, and the powerful beliefs are rolling in and turning into The golden red two-color **** light injects a big dream into the glass.
Chutian's breath is constantly increasing, his mana is growing a little, and the section is improving. Numerous beliefs are enshrined in the vast and purest spirit of the heavens and the earth, pouring into the body of Chutian, and constantly refining and refining for their own mana.
At this moment, Chutian is a boundless sea bed. His capacity has been expanded to the extreme. All that is needed is to fill this sea. His breath is rising, and he is improving with a speed that makes the seven princes stunned.
When it comes to the way, it is difficult to cultivate before and after, and the speed-enhancing mana that can be felt by people like Chutian is... This, this is really the son of the patriarch selected by the Seven Rams. It is worthy of the greatness of the Holy Spirit!
The seven priests slowly nodded with a smile and looked at Bohai Jun with enthusiasm.
Bohai Jun brought good news - the High Heaven Emperor fell into the five-day decline of heaven and man? This is really a joyous event that makes people happy and can't wait to sing!
Yan Haijun was suppressed by the horror of Chutian, and he looked at Chutian like a ghost.
Chutian became the great **** of the Holy Spirit, and the news was released. Wu Haijun naturally knew the true identity of Chutian and knew all his experiences in the past.
It was only a few hundred years before he was a little cautious in front of his singer, and it became so strange and terrifying. Yan Haijun looked at Chutian in a complicated way. After a long time, he sorted out his clothes and clothing, and went to the Chutian ceremony to pay homage.
"Da Tianzun jokes, inexplicable natural disasters, and the loss to the high heavens... The minister, has received an order to withdraw the troops. It is only too late to mobilize the soldiers and horses, there will be news of the events of the Supreme Emperor." Qi Haijun looked up. Suddenly watching Chu Tian: "We are acquainted with the ancestors of the micro-committee, let the micro-communist ask Datian Zun - Holy Spirit, have you already noticed something?"
Chutian is silent.
The ram seven old sneer.
The highest heavens and the Holy Spirit days are different. The dominant ethnic group of the highest heavens is the spiritual group. The spiritual talent of the spiritual family is a subtle craftsmanship. It is an incredible whimsy. It is the world's refining, alchemy, refining, and refining. Skills!
They are not able to grasp the various means of calculation, prediction, deduction, and gaze at the fate of the river. This is one of the weaknesses of their ethnic group. All along, the highest is good at using the boundless Heavenly Forces to flood all enemies. They never like any strategy and strategic planning. They just habitually use violence.
But this time, it seems that pure force is invalid.
The Supreme Emperor suddenly fell into the state of the five evils of the heavens and the people. Although the moral strength of the Emperor of Heaven was high, his situation was much stronger than that of the squad, but the Supreme Emperor was slowly falling into destruction. This is no doubt.
Contacting the chaos of Da Luotian, the plague of the Holy Spirit, and the recent news that suddenly became frantic and horrible, the 13th clan of Gaotian finally found out that things seemed to be a little over control!
They don't understand what happened!
Some bad, very bad things are happening, but they don't know what happened. It's like a scorpion being trapped by a group of poisonous snakes and beasts, and they are in danger, but they can't see the dangers around them.
The ancestors of the thirteen clan quickly associated with the competition of the so-called sacred son of the Holy Spirit Day in these years, and more like the sudden superiority of Chutian and his nephew in the Holy Spirit.
Therefore, Qi Haijun, the core son of the thirteen clan, who was closest to the Holy Spirit Day, received an order from his family to let him represent the High Heaven. He came to the Lingbao Hall to ask - what happened?
The spirits are not good at calculating and predicting, but Gongyang is an expert in this area. They must have noticed certain things.
Chu Tian coughed softly. He said slowly: "Some things, we can't be sure whether it is true... Anyway, the situation seems to have not become so bad at the moment. The Supreme Emperor is in a desperate situation." A terrible news... However, it seems that he died only good for our Holy Spirit days..."
Spreading his hands, Chu Tian smiled and looked at Qi Haijun: "Sorry, this deity, there is nothing to tell you. You Haijun, you can go back, by the way, help me to say to Xuan Zangjun and Gongsun Emperor... I don't see it, I miss it very much. Well, I have a spiritual crystal and a spiritual spirit here. You can help me to bring him to the emperor. I want to come to him for a long time in the highest days, and he will be a little tight."
Shu Haijun’s silence, Chu Tian’s posture, is what he expected.
Sighing with a sigh of relief, Yan Haijun said: "So it seems that something really bad happened... Please also say that the sky is high, I will be high...
The ram coughed aside: "Well, Yun's children don't want to be entangled. What is happening? What is happening in the world? The things of the Supreme Emperor may be just an accident. He lived for too long... um, Don't toss it up, go back, go back!"
The seven priests laughed at the same time, and they smiled happily.
To the high heavenly emperor, but how many years have they died, the terrible monster is dead, it is a celebration!
