Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

"Do you know what will happen if you destroy the statue of the Supreme God?"

"The Supreme God shall not be profaned!"

More people shouted wildly.

Taking out the key will inevitably destroy the statue of the Supreme God. This is the only spiritual pillar of their family, and it is also a way to remember the glory of the Supreme God. How can it be destroyed?

"I also ask the senior landlord to give me some pointers!"

Lan Nuo's face was pale, he was under great pressure, and he bowed his hands in salute.

"It seems that in your family, only you, a girl, and a few great emperors are sober."

"Rescue your Supreme God, I don't have that much ability, nor do I have this leisurely attitude."

"If there is only one person in this world who can do it, it is Senior Pavilion Master."

"Also, don't call me the host of Dayan anymore. I've already entered the Tianji Pavilion, and I'm a waiter for pouring tea."

Pang Tianshu said lightly.

"Then, how should we seek help from the senior Pavilion Master?"

Lan Nuo lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows.

"Take all the savings and supplies of your clan and go to the Tianji Pavilion to line up. Remember not to jump in line, otherwise, a curse from heaven will wipe out half-immortals."

"When it's your turn, make a request to the senior pavilion master and pay enough supplies, and your wish will be fulfilled."

"It's just that I don't know if the supplies of your gods are enough to save a true immortal."

Pang Tianshu said.

"I just need to queue up and pay the material price?"

The members of the Celestial Clan were a little dumbfounded.

Is it really that simple?

But that Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master really has such a great ability?

Their Supreme God is a Supreme True Immortal!

Could it be that the owner of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets is also a true immortal?

I have to say that the information of the Celestial Clan is too backward. Although there are clansmen who are responsible for collecting information from the outside world, they only go out once a century. What is the situation.

From their point of view, no matter what turmoil is going on in the outside world, it doesn't matter. As long as their Supreme God returns, they will rule the world again and rule the whole world. Therefore, their understanding of Tianji Pavilion is not too deep.

"Now, take the key and come out."

"This is our ultimatum."

"I have already given you enough kindness, don't be ignorant of good and evil."

Pang Tianshu said indifferently, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, stars flowing in his eyes, wearing a plain robe and hunting in the wind, exuding a refined temperament, like a scholar who hides from the world.

His words made everyone in the Celestial Clan extremely ugly.

When did the Celestial Clan be threatened like this?

"Wait..."

Bai Bing was about to speak, his eyes were as cold as ice, and frost and snow were flying all over his body.

Now that the way to rescue the Supreme God has been obtained, there is no need to compromise.

"What the hell, kill him!"

The Samsara Emperor exuded terrifying fluctuations in his consciousness.

He shot in an instant, and the yellow ghostly flame in the skull suddenly rolled and surged, turning into a sea of ​​flames in an instant.

Wherever it passed, the void collapsed, the mountains silently turned into nothingness, the earth sank, and the sky became gray and white, covered with a layer of death.

Hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers crawled out from the ground, wearing armor and holding spears, each of them has the cultivation level of the Holy Emperor, which is extremely terrifying.

Three thousand death knights rode skeleton bone horses, with thick imperial prestige flowing from their bodies, guarding the reincarnation emperor in the middle.

At this moment, he turned into a bone lord, controlling reincarnation, mastering the souls of the undead, and bestowing the will of the dead. These peerless powerhouses who have died have all turned into members of his Yin soldiers, exuding extremely powerful aura.

This army of undead alone can sweep the entire clan of gods.

In the cemetery of the Celestial Clan, countless angels with broken bodies crawled out. Their wings had turned into carrion, their bones glowed with jade light, and ghost fires suddenly lit up in their heads. They worshiped the Great Emperor of Samsara and came on foot. Join the troopers.

"Our ancestors... turned into undead..."

The Celestial family fell into panic, looking at their dead relatives and elders with horror, crawled out of the cemetery, turned into fallen angels, and gave them life again with a little ghost flame, but their will was no longer the original master, and they completely surrendered to the reincarnation emperor.

This veteran half-immortal powerhouse showed the strength enough to slaughter the entire clan of gods in just a few gestures!

"When did he become so terrifying!"

There was panic in Bai Bingmei's beautiful eyes.

She thought that she was in control of this small world, and with her 80 feet of ice and snow, carrying the general trend of the world, it was enough to wrestle with the four of them, but she didn't expect that just one reincarnation would make her scalp numb.

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Chapter 157 I am going to find the owner of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion!

The atmosphere has dropped to freezing point, one hundred thousand Yin soldiers, three thousand death knights, and one supreme bone monarch will slaughter the entire clan of gods at every turn!

"Boom!"

A loud noise attracted everyone's attention.

The statue of the Supreme God has collapsed!

A large hole appeared from his chest, spreading out countless cracks, covering his whole body in an instant, and then the entire statue collapsed.

The materials used to cast the god statues are not too precious, they are only ordinary treasures of heaven and earth at the level of the Holy Emperor, so a half-step emperor can destroy them.

A key slowly emerged from the ruins. Its body was pure gold, shining with celestial light. Subtle talismans were engraved in it, and dreamy aura lingered around its body.

This key itself is a great treasure, containing a mysterious little fairy way, if it is fully comprehended, it may be able to forge a half-immortal powerhouse.

A figure emerged, gently grasping the key with fingers as white as green onions.