Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Tianxu is still that dim, revealing embarrassment secretly.

Outside the sky, the shadows were dark, and most of the night they didn't sleep. They ran from all directions, standing on top of the mountains. The sky, the sky and the earth were full of crowds.

"Nothing seems to hear, there is a sound of lifting the table."

"The old man whispered his calculations. Later, there will be more movement."

"The Eucharist is about to explode."

The sounds of discussions kept coming and going, the ears were very bright, the sound of lifting the table was heard, and the sound of the teapots and teacups were cracking. You don't need to look at them to know that it is unpleasant to talk about.

Indeed, the atmosphere on the top of Tianxu Mountain is very unpleasant.

Zi Xuan still looked down, her fingers twisted in her clothes, but she saw a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth, and there was a great sense of security, even if she made a great mistake.

Emperor Huang, still patting his shoulders, sometimes smiled inexplicably.

He has seen too many things such as lifting the table. He has been reborn since his death. This is the first time he has seen someone and dare to lift the table in front of him. This is Zi Xuan.

The remnant soul of the empress, and the shadow of her own empress, can not help recalling the past, his grumpy moon owl also likes to lift the table, and he is responsible for driving.

Those years were a beautiful memory. If it was not in the sky, otherwise, the moment Zi Xuan lifted the table, he would have started playing, who cares who he was?

This is a unique tacit understanding between him.

Lifting the table is a signal to dry the shelf. The action of the female emperor's residual soul today is like the moon of the year, and it also brings back the vicissitudes of ancient memories.

Going to see the five Heavenly Kings in the restricted area, not only his face is dark, his eyes have become angry.

"I don't care about these details," Tianhehe said, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"We'll come again in a few days," said Di Huang, leaving without incident.

Go, I really have to go. The tables are lifted. There is really no way to talk about it below. Whenever I encounter such things, I must calm down and wait for a turn.

Zi Xuan hastened to keep up, but also because she is a remnant soul. If she changed to Donghua Empress, she would make a grimace and leave. The playfulness of the young empress has a long tradition.

They were gone, the King of the forbidden area, but there was an urge to scold his mother, and the old man came far away, lifted the table and left, and strongly suspected that they were here to make trouble.

Still under the spotlight, Emperor Huang and Zi Xuan came out of nowhere.

The eyes of the world are dazzling, their looks are strange, they are not used to it, and they have not made a big move.

Emperor Huang walked and disappeared.

Disappeared along with Zi Xuan.

Seeing this, the monks on the sidelines dispersed each other. I thought I could watch a big show, but I thought I was thinking too much, except for the sound of lifting the table.

On a peaceful night, Emperor Huang and Zi Xuan reappear, an ancient city.

In this ancient city, he and the emperor had been there before, and their names were engraved on an old tree in the city. However, the old tree was long gone, and the old tree was long gone.

With a sigh, Emperor Huang left in silence.

Since then, he has gone to many places, such as tourists, and revisited in the same place. Everywhere he went, he and his emperor figure were in search of poor memory.

Zi Xuan followed silently, and never dared to stand side by side with Di Huang, because she was not qualified.

In this world, no matter before or after the age of eternity, only those who are qualified to stand on the side of Emperor Huang are the Empress Donghua. From beginning to end, only she is the supreme beauty.

In this way, I do not know the first few days, the two returned to heaven.

It was a peaceful night, and the recipients were still the five kings.

Different from last time, there is no table, and there is no so-called tea of ​​awakening. The table was lifted once, and they have a long memory, so just sit there and talk.

The purpose of Emperor Huang to come to the restricted area, the kings themselves knew, but none of them informed Mi Xin, even if he was a great celestial body, even if he had the power to slaughter Emperor, he was not qualified to know.

In this regard, Emperor Huang didn't demand it, and he would not mess with it.

When he came from the underworld, the emperor had repeatedly warned that Mo went to the restricted area to make troubles, not because he was afraid of hurting the heavens, but that his emperor would be buried in the restricted area once he was in trouble.

This point, Ming Emperor knows.

He is the emperor and knows the secrets of the restricted area. Not everyone can provoke it. The terrible existence inside it can not be aroused, and by the same token, the Great Eucharist cannot be aroused.

For exactly nine days, Emperor Huang left the restricted area.

Xinghui was reflected, and there was a shed blood in his corners, and his face was pale.

"Shengjun ..." Zi Xuan hurried forward.

"Nothing." Di Huang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked away. After walking far away, he did not forget to look back and see, in the bright golden eyes, it is difficult to hide the dark color.

The reason why he was injured was that he shouldn't see it, so much that he was back bitten.

At this point, he didn't see anything. What he saw was just chaos. After chaos, he knew that there was a terrible existence. At that instant, Rao was shuddering in his heart.

"He has the fighting power of Emperor Tu. Perhaps he can reveal something to him." Looking at the back of Emperor Huang leaving, the Emperor of Heaven and Earth lingering, "It shouldn't matter."

"No matter how strong he is, he is not the emperor after all." Tianxu Tianwang said, "Even if he knows what the emperor can do, he can't do it, and he is ineligible."

The words fell, no one spoke, Qi Qi looked towards nothingness.

The five quasi-perfect emperors in the pinnacles flashed light in their eyes, but because of the suppression of the emperor's Tao brand, it weakened by one point, and its weakening speed was even earlier.

The five heavenly kings in the restricted area seemed to see hope.

The heavens urgently need a new emperor, and then follow the path of the Emperor Xianwu.

They all wanted to know what happened to the rampant Taikoo famine, which caused one emperor and three million gods to be wiped out.

Speaking of Emperor Zun, all five eyes turned to look at the direction of Da Chu, seemingly able to see the Juanxiu peak across the endless void, and Ye Chen on the top of the mountain.

At the end of the month, Ye Chenru, an old monk, meditated, and the treasure was solemn.

The repression of Emperor Dao's brand changes because of him. For every point he advances, the repression becomes weaker, and he advances the quasi emperor's realm. I don't know how much precious hope is given to the people.

But this matter, he did not know, do not know his own cultivation behavior, the entire sky.

There was no words tonight, and then dawn.

In the morning, Hengyue, bathed in the gentle sunshine, is like a layer of peaceful fairy clothing.

The tenth emperor of Dachu, still the good man at home, was busy at the stove before daylight, master cooking, cooking dishes, smelling drooling.

The door squeaked, and the female body came out, covering her little belly. She seemed to be awake hungry, padding on her little toes, and ran to pick the spiritual fruit under the spiritual fruit tree.

"Xiao Hong, come here." Ye Chen held his hand while hooking.

"Little girl, get out." The female saint body cursed, and the spirit fruit just picked up, smashed it over, it was in a good mood, because of the little red word of Ye Chen, the anger went up.

She didn't know when, Xiao Hong was confused with her name. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it, but when she listened carefully, she couldn't hold back the anger.

This is all thanks to Ye Dashao, who was specifically given to her. She shouted twice when everything was okay, and shouted! The thief who laughs is cheap, and the man who looks at it is itchy.

Ye Chen didn't take it for granted. The smiling thief was happy. Although the name Xiao Hong sounds old-fashioned, it is much better than Hong Yan. The main thing is that I want to watch the female saints crazy, the little guy is angry Douber is cute, like an elf.

Soon, Chu Xuan and they all came out of the door one after another, and at a glance they saw the red face of the female saint body, without asking, it was Ye Dasao's masterpiece.