Deity of the Emperor

When I heard this, Qin Chen nodded.

This is indeed the case.

But this is also the charm of martial arts.

This is also the **** of heaven and earth.

It is not so simple to isolate the strong, to kill the weak, and to slaughter the sky.

To say that it is the **** of heaven and earth, it is better to say that it is the **** of the old man.

But then again, the old man represents the heaven and earth in the vast cloud world. How can I say it?

"The king, the king, is the road to the holy, the holy, the false, the saint..." Qin Chen whispered: "Achieving saints is a way out of the world!"

Xue Tianwang, Zhen Tianwang, and Mu Tianwang are all looking forward to each other.

To achieve the king, the nature that comes to mind is to be able to enter the world of nine days and become a saint.

After all, the holy talent is truly detached from the world.

The king’s birthday is not more than 100,000.

100,000 years.

It sounds long, but for the military, it is very short-lived.

Along the way, Qin Chen said that many things related to saints, three kings, and many kings, have opened up their horizons.

Yang Qingyun listened to Qin Chen’s narrative, but it was difficult in his heart.

Master rarely talks so much.

This time, it is really different.

This is not the same, making Yang Qingyun always feel wrong.

"what happened?"

On the side, Mrs. Xian Yin exchanged ideas.

“Master wants to talk less and talk less about it.”

"This time..." Xian Yin smiled and said: "You think more, maybe a few kings meet, your master feels that they are sanctified and hopeful, just say a few more words."

"Hope is it..." Yang Qingyun’s heart is worried, but it is another point.

Perhaps, this time I will really meet the emperor.

This mysterious person.

Guess in his mind, the great possibility is from the nine-day world.

Master once said that the nine-day world warrior entered the thousands of continents, and ten died without life.

It is almost impossible to survive.

Heaven and Earth rules, this is not allowed.

But Master said that he could.

So, there is still a way.

It may cost a lot, but it is not impossible.

If the emperor is from the nine-day world, the powerful strength and unpredictable power are completely different.

Yang Qingyun secretly made up his mind.

This time, no matter what, you must not let Master be threatened.

No one can do it! After 80,000 years! Li Yifeng will change, but he will not change.

Li Yifeng and Master were like fathers and sons, teachers and apprentices, brothers, and confidants.

But in his mind, Qin Chen is always a master.

Even if Qin Chen let him die, he would not ask why.

Xian Yin said more than once that he was pedantic.

But actually, is it pedantic?

No.

Qin Chen is everything for him, his belief.

This is something that others cannot understand.

The big troops are moving forward.

The mighty, dozens of kings, hundreds of heavenly people, constantly gathering.

It’s just the strength of this team, and it’s not a problem to destroy the entire continent.

"Arrived!"

After all, Qin Chen stopped and looked in front of him.

The demon tower mountain and the hanging Tianshan junction, arrived.

The two forbidden places stretch for thousands of miles.

In the land of thousands of miles, the two mountains are closely attached, just like two dragons that don’t know how long they are, and they come together.

The mountain gap is just a crack more than a meter wide.

Cracks always spread along the mountains.

Everyone fell.

Inside the crack, at first glance, I don’t know a few, the cold wind of the dragon gives a cold feeling of breath.

At this moment, Qin Chen looked into the crack.

Snow King couldn’t help but say: "A line of mountains!"

"Yeah, a mountain!"

Mu Tianwang looked deep in the moment and whispered: "This place, the tightness of the evil door, the secluded king, really want to enter?"

Qin Chen nodded: "The tomb of King Yu is in this place."

"Enter!"

Mu Tianwang suddenly expressed his enthusiasm: "The Emperor of Heaven is not removed, and people are uneasy!"

When this is the case, the town king and the snow king are all looking at the wind.

When is this old thing so shameless?

At this moment, Qin Chen smiled and said: "The Emperor Pavilion is also here."

Yang Qingyun walked out and said: "Master, let me go and see it first, in case the Emperor of the Heavens has a swindle!"

"Nothing."

Qin Chen stopped the road: "The first line of mountains, spread thousands of miles, the inside is a hole in the sky, the people of the Emperor of Heaven, do not know where we are from, how to arrange traps?"

"Mu Feng, let's go see it!"

The wind that is nodding, squatting and staying in place.

Madan! Really shameless! I have to go on my own, say nothing, there will be no traps, turn around and let the old man go down?

The old man has just become the king, let the old man die! "Faster."

Snow King urged: "We will continue if we have nothing."

"Hush reminder, what?

Why don't you go on? ”

Xue Tianwang heard this and shouted: "You can't let me go down..." "Drinking..." Mufeng spit on the spit and said: "Let you keep going, you won't go down!"

Between the hustle and bustle, Mu wind figure flashed and disappeared in the foothills.

Looking at the bottomless darkness, it is almost to resist the perception of everyone.

At this moment, everyone is careful.

Yang Qingyun said: "Master, Xuantian Palace and Taiji Taoist people, don't look for it?"

"No need!"

Qin Chen didn't care: "Maybe, they have already entered the first line of mountains."

Yang Qingyun couldn't help but say: "Where is the cloud frost... will it be dangerous..." Qin Chen glanced at Yang Qingyun.

"When did you worry about the frost?"

Yang Qingyun sneaked and said: "I don't think about it, maybe it will be the future three divisions..." When the words came out, the air seemed to be quiet.

Xian and Shi Dang are all stunned.

Yang Qingyun... The school is broken.

So skinny! Qin Chen kicked out and Yang Qingyun fell into the foothills. Qin Chen said: "I am afraid that Mu wind is dangerous. You are better with him."

"..." The two kings, entering the first line of mountains, the body of breath, are disappearing.

Just, waiting for the time, not long.

After a while, the two figures flew out.

"You are king!"

Mu Feng couldn't wait to say: "Hey, the following is not allowed, the depth of 10,000 meters, it will be, but..." "You all come to see it, it is a ghost palace!"

Qin Chen heard the words and raised his brow.

Ghost Axe Palace?

Apart from anything else, Qin Chen’s figure turned into a residual image and disappeared.

For a time, Qingchen Pavilion, listening to the Snow Mountain Villa, and the Tianwaixian people all entered.

The sound of the wind broke, and it kept ringing.

The figure is under the 10,000 meters.

All around, it was dark and there was no light.

It’s just that everyone is a god, a king, and they are not worried about black.

As the decline, everyone gradually appeared to see, below, there was a faint glow.

When the crowd is close to the bottom, the faint light becomes brighter.

Until the end, the foot is on the dry and hard ground, many people still give birth to an unreal feeling.

So easy, I came to the bottom of this line.

It seems that this is not the same as the danger they originally thought.