Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"I think it's amazing, not me, but you." Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm and powerful, and he looked directly at each other without fear.

In front of him, Zhao Hufa told the rules only to Nu Tianyi.

But when warning, it only warned Xia Qingchen.

Xia Qingchen was dissatisfied with this, and blamed Xia Qingchen for his arrogance.

It is clear who is speaking in a high position.

"What's your attitude? Believe it or not, I disqualify you from your perception of the silver coffin?" Zhao Hufa said somberly.

Xia Qingchen said: "Then you try!"

He did not believe that without the opening of the shrine master, a guardian would dare to disqualify others from enlightenment.

Zhao Hufa said nothing, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at Xia Qingchen with a bad look.

Muscles can be seen at the cheek.

Obviously, he was angry inside, but he couldn't attack because he really didn't have the power to make decisions without authorization.

"Nothing to say? Then shut your mouth and save yourself from being annoying!" Xia Qingchen glanced at him sideways, and came to the earth bag by himself.

Nu Tian looked at Xia Qingchen's back, and there was a trace of appreciation in surprise.

In the face of the shrine, there is no change in color.

"Zhao Hufa, I have passed." Nu Tianyi clenched his fists and walked towards the small earth bag.

Zhao Hufa stretched out his arm, stopped him, and withdrew his indifferent eyes staring at Xia Qingchen. When he looked at Xiang Nutian's legacy, his eyes were much softer.

He lowered his voice and said: "The southwestern side of the small earthen bag is the best place to perceive. Go."

As a law protector, he was indeed not qualified to cancel Xia Qingchen's enlightenment, but he was capable of giving Xia Qingchen no hint of sentiment.

The southwest side is the best place for the silver coffin.

The silver coffin is very sensitive to this direction. As long as someone feels here, the spirit spring in the silver coffin will tend to be distributed to this person.

Slave relics take full advantage!

Moreover, who is Nu Tianyi? On the first day of Lou Nanjing, the descendant of the blood of the wild god, Xiu Wei has reached the peak of nine senses in the big star position.

Throughout the three realms of Liangjing, Zhongyun and Lounan, only Emperor One can be compared with it.

How strong is the understanding of such characters?

In any case, it is not the first place in a Liangzhou list!

Under the favorable conditions of both parties, the slavery will surely get most or even all of the spiritual springs. As for this arrogant Liangzhou leader, how come back and forth!

As in the beginning of this year, it is not easy to do good things, but is it still difficult to do bad things?

Nu Tian left his heart to grasp the experience, bowed his fists and worshipped, and gladly came to the southwest side and sat on the floor.

Zhao Hufa restored the calm color, took out three purple incense sticks, put them in the head of the small earth-encrusted grave, and bowed their hands together.

Suddenly, Zixiang ignited by itself, the purple smoke rose up, and all fell into the small soil bag.

An unfamiliar picture appeared in Nu Tianyi’s mind without warning. A person with a blurred figure was sitting on the rock and muttered to the sky: "Who am I, who is me, where do I come from, and Where are you going?"

Nu Tian listened to it, and also felt a bit confused, yeah, all living beings, who is who's past life and present life, and who is whose destiny?

He stood there, quietly listening to the repetition of the figure again and again, the deep words.

For a long time, Nu Tianyu suddenly realized, and there was a ethereal aura in his eyes: "I am me, slave Tianyi, who wants to unify the three realms and become an emperor. The kingship and hegemony are what I want and where I come from! "

He seems to be elegant, but his words reveal boundless ambition.

As strong as the King of Zhongyun, he has not coveted the land of the Three Realms, but Nu Tian is only a military division of the South Realm of Yijielou, but he tries to dominate the Three Realms.

And let go of the rhetoric, he came for this hegemony, and he went for it.

Meaning, born to be the life of the Three Realms Overlord!

Who dares to have this ambition?

Then the murmured figure finally stopped, looking down at the slavery, and slowly said: "In the confusion, I know the true self, and the red dust is a good man."

Being able to think about yourself in a short time is not easy.

The figure Chong Nutian left a smile, and the picture dissipated from his mind.

Then, the picture appeared in Xia Qingchen's mind.

He is still the same, looking at the sky and whispering: "Who am I, who is me, I will..."

Xia Qingchen said lightly: "I am a king. I used to be the only one in heaven and on earth. When I was a king, you were still meditation in the world."

The shadow of the figure came to an abrupt end, suddenly looking at Xia Qingchen, his body trembling, shocked and said: "No...Wonderless King of God?"

Xia Qingchen said sadly: "I haven't seen you for a long time.

In the trembling of the shadow play, he knelt down and said: "Zuo Gong Xiao Ji Ji Dao, see my king!"

At one time, Ji Dao was just a monk who had won the Tao. He was unable to break through the barrier and became the **** of Buddhism.

It wasn't until Xia Qingchen once called him between the gods and tourists that he had the opportunity to become a god.

Later, Ji Dao became one of the gods who followed Xia Qingchen.

"It turns out that you also died." Xia Qingchen's expression was a lonely ups and downs.

The figure is not the true **** of jidao, but a trace of consciousness remaining in the world. Only because of the special nature of the silver coffin, the consciousness is kept for millennia.

"God King! It's not just me who fell down? All the gods who followed you in the past, but everyone who refused to accept the frost, all fell down." Ji Dao Mulu mourned, but rejoiced: "The **** is poor, the **** king returns, My thousand years of hard work will always bear fruit."

Xia Qingchen looked at him: "You keep your consciousness immortal, are you waiting for me?"

"Yes!"

Xia Qingchen's eyes became deep: "How do you know that I am still alive?"

Although his god's body was extinguished, but his soul was not dead, few people knew about it. Because of his economic status, he should not know.

"It was a mysterious deity who pretended to succumb to Ningshuang." Ji Dao said: "When I died in my life and my consciousness disappeared, a powerful **** of unknown origin kept my consciousness with divine power. Come down and be contained in this specially made silver coffin."

"He told me that the King of God is not dead, and he will return one day, let me wait for the King of God in the world."

Is it a mysterious and powerful god?

It can keep a trace of divine consciousness for thousands of years, but not all gods can do it.

Who is that god?

"What did he ask you to do for me?" Xia Qingchen asked.

Ji Dao said slowly: "Let me tell you, open the silver coffin, there is something in it, left for you."

"What is it?" Xia Qingchen moved.

Ji Dao shook his head and said: "There is a seal on the outside of that thing, and I cannot penetrate the seal with my remaining consciousness."

"God, why don't you open it yourself? That **** must have left you something very important," Ji Dao hoped.

However, Xia Qingchen remained silent.

Ji Dao looked at Xia Qingchen again, and then he suddenly felt the weakness of his body, saying: "Sorry, I forgot that the **** king has lost his body."

"However, I firmly believe that my king will return again!" Ji Dao sonorously said: "You are my king, the king of our gods! One day, you will return!"

Xia Qingchen smiled, a little firmer in his smile.

Even if not for yourself, return to the throne for those gods who swear allegiance to allegiance.