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It's still a peaceful and leisurely day...

Luo Hu, who was on the side, was no stranger to Chen Sheng Xianyu's daily life, as his master had always done.

But it's strange to say that the master is such a salty fish, he has nothing to do every day and rarely practices, but he always breaks through and upgrades inadvertently.

It's as if the master is a piece of sweet pastry, and the spiritual power and rhyme will actively get into his body.

Just like now, Chen Sheng's profound energy has deepened a lot, and his cultivation has improved a lot, even though he was just looking at the clouds and admiring the sky.

But Luo Hu didn't know that as early as hundreds of millions of years ago, Chen Sheng had cultivated the Three Thousand Ways, and he had cultivated everything that could be cultivated in this life.

It's just that Chen Sheng himself didn't know it, he thought there was something wrong with the system, and he thought he was still a parallel importer.

I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing...

Suddenly, Chen Sheng's expression changed slightly, and he became more solemn in an instant.

Seeing this, Luo Hu immediately went forward to make a cup of tea for Chen Sheng obediently.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"My sword... this is the breath of a broken sword!"

"Brother Broken Sword? What happened to it?"

When Luo Hu was told by Chen Sheng, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Could it be that something happened to brother Broken Sword?

If it is so powerful, will something happen?

"My broken sword was moved!"

There was a trace of anger in Chen Sheng's eyes.

Someone actually dared to attack his little Broken Sword?

Has he agreed?

Simply lawless!

"what?"

Luo Hu was shocked.

Broken Sword is a sword that has mastered a whole set of kendo rules. It stands to reason that there should be no one in the whole prehistoric world who can beat it. How could it be...

and many more!

He accidentally saw the power of the heavenly law and the terrifying vision in the sky above the heavenly court, and Luo Hu immediately understood it.

It's him? !

Hongjun!

He actually used the power of heaven to suppress Brother Duanjian's sword law!

Simply despicable!

Isn't Brother Broken Sword very dangerous! ?

"Master, Brother Broken Sword is in danger!"

Chen Sheng's eyes turned cold.

"I know."

"Although I'm just a big Luo, it's not my turn to bully my sword!"

Little boy?

Luo Hu couldn't help laughing secretly.

I'm afraid it's not about Hongjun?

If Hongjun knew that others called him Xiaoluo, his lungs would explode with anger, right?

There is one thing to say, he really wants to see how the ancestor Hongjun looks deflated...

As soon as Chen Sheng stretched out his hand, he saw the Three Thousand Ways of Law pouring out from his hand.

Luo Hu was envious when he saw it!

How about giving him one?

He can save hundreds of millions of years of cultivation!

There are not only three thousand Dao laws, but also endless flashing periods of Dao rhymes.

Even as soon as he raised his hand, countless golden lotuses fell down. Each golden lotus had twelve ranks of blossoms, which was the best among golden lotuses. It also showed Chen Sheng's strength!

Not only that, but there are also many primordial purple qi surrounding the period.

Luo Hu's eyeballs almost fell out of shock!

That is the primordial purple energy!

Just a trace of the primordial purple energy is enough to sanctify a monk!

In the prehistoric world, it can be said that encounters are rare!

Many people don't have to get what they want!

The Seven Great Saints of the Great Desolation were able to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi by relying on their innate top-quality heels and immeasurable merits.

Now there is so much primordial purple energy around Chen Sheng? !

Can he not be surprised?

I'm so envious, okay? !

Chapter 152 Hongjun: The hair was chopped off? !

"Go!"

Chen Sheng made a decisive move.

I saw the law of the avenue tearing apart the sky, and swarming towards the heavenly court.