The World That Tao Rules

Dao domain, within the mountains and seas!

Si Cang is no longer waiting in the abyss of the bounds of the sea, but sitting cross-legged on the sky.

After all, today's mountains and seas, the dead souls have disappeared, and he continues to stay in the abyss of the bounds of the sea without any meaning.

His gaze is also watching the far end, as if he wants to work hard to see the situation of the Tiantian Palace in the battlefield outside the field.

"died!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang in his ear, and his face suddenly changed: "Who is dead?"

"I'm dead!"

This sentence sounds extremely unreasonable, but Si Cang obviously knows the meaning of the other party's words, and his face changes again: "Are your reincarnation died in the Heavenly Palace?"

"Yes!"

Si Cang brows slightly wrinkled: "In the Tiantian Palace, is it so dangerous? Even your reincarnation will die in it!"

"The danger is a bit, but I am not killed by the danger in the Heavenly Palace, but..."

Speaking of this, the voice suddenly brought out a helpless way: "I was killed by the monks of the two domains!"

"what!"

Si Cang’s eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn’t believe his ears. “You were killed by the monks in the two fields?”

"Yes, I and Tianjia, the less respected, the dry ethnic group, the four people faced more than 50,000 monks who killed the two domains and were killed by them."

The secretary was so conspicuous that he did not understand what happened in Guantian.

"However, I am not without gains. I am not reincarnation than others. I am entering a reincarnation, so I can know what I have experienced, and the power in the Heavenly Palace cannot find me."

"Maybe, I can use this method to take Guantian Palace as my own!"

Outside the Guantian Palace, everyone’s eyes are concentrated on three people.

A young man, a white-haired old man, and a sword student who had just rushed out of the Guantian Palace.

Naturally, the young man and the white-haired old man are the ones of the light-dark royal family and one of the tribes of the tribe.

Before this, the white-haired old man did not step into the Tiantian Palace with other tyrants, but chose to watch.

Later, when the arrival of Bailiguang, the white-haired old man introduced the things happening for Bailiguang, he always stayed by the side of Bailiguang, worried that the minority of his ethnic group would impulsively rush into the Guantian Palace.

Moreover, the Dark Emperor and the Genesis Royals did not send people into the Temple of Heaven.

The purpose of their stay here is to be able to seize a monk who walked out of the Temple of Heaven.

Unexpectedly, they really unexpectedly waited for the first sword out.

As one of the most powerful royals in the demise, they are also unceremoniously taking Jiansheng as a captive of their own ethnic group. From the body of Jiansheng, they know what kind of situation is in the Tiantian Palace.

Although other people have the same idea, but recognize the identity of the hundred miles, and after seeing the strength of the white-haired old man, even though the heart is unwilling, but can only helplessly give up.

In addition to the creation of the royal family, the two domains of extinction, there is no more ethnic groups at all, any forces, dare to fight against the dark royal family.

Although Si Jingan also wants to catch Jiansheng, his identity is much higher than that of Bailiguang. If he is forced to shoot, it will be a big bully.

Therefore, he just shook his head and looked back at the Guantian Temple.

"Since there is one person out, then presumably, there should be more people coming out. It is impossible for all the monks to die in the Heavenly Palace!"

Everyone else is holding this idea and continues to wait.

However, there are also the young masters of the two races here!

Tianjia looked at Jiansheng and his face showed a color of interest.

Only his gaze is to look at another emptiness, where there are few ancient ancestors and dry thirteen.

Although the younger one knows that the day has come, he does not know the specific position of the day.

And if Tsingjia takes a hand to catch Sword, it must be exposed.

What's more, Tianjia believes that the younger ones must have the same ideas as themselves.

In fact, at this moment, the few respects did not go to mind the emergence of Jiansheng.

Because of his side, the dry thirteen is spitting blood in his mouth, his body is awkward, and his **** sits on the ground.

Obviously, the avatar of the dry thirteen is also dead in the Heavenly Palace!

Less respect is very clear about the ability to do the thirteenth, even if it is a avatar, it is not too weak compared to its own avatar.

Now that the 13th is dead, and my own avatar, I am afraid I will not live for too long.

After Bai Liguang looked at the sword and looked up and down, his eyes fell directly on the broken sword held by the sword in his hand. His eyes suddenly released light, and he reached out and grabbed the past.

In the eyes of Jiansheng, the cold flashed, and he raised his hand to interrupt the sword. He did not hesitate to stab out a sword.

Although Jiansheng does not know Bailiguang, he also knows that the identity of Bailiguang is necessarily noble, but his character will not care about it at all.

Unfortunately, if you only face the hundred miles, Jiansheng may still have a chance of winning, but there are still old people who are at the peak of the virtual world.

Therefore, Jiansheng’s hand had just been lifted up, and the body was suddenly **** by a huge pressure, and it was impossible to move.

The palm of the brilliance just stretched out, and took the broken sword and put it in front of his eyes and looked carefully.

Although Jiansheng’s body can’t move, but in his eyes, he shot the endless cold light, and coldly glared at the hundred miles.

This broken sword is worthless, and it is the sword that the students actually exchanged for their lives. Now they are taken away by the hundred miles, and the sword can be reconciled.

"This sword is my return!"

Bai Liguang took the broken sword into his own bag and looked up at the eyes of Jiansheng. He couldn’t help but smile and said: "Your things can be seen by me. It is your honor."

"The old man, now you are bothering to search his soul. I want to know what he experienced in the Heavenly Palace!"

The white-haired old man nodded: "The Lord is asking him to live, or kill him?"

Searching for the soul, unless it is properly controlled by power, otherwise it will be extremely harmful to the soul of the soul, even life-threatening.

Bailiguang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, as long as he knows his experience in the Temple of Heaven, he is still alive or dead, no difference!"

The old man is about to reach out to the sword, and the face of Jiansheng is also showing helplessness and unwillingness.

I was so awkward to walk out of the Guantian Palace. I didn’t expect to die now in the hands of two people who didn’t know the name.

Only Jiansheng knows that at this time, no one can save himself, he is really dying.

At this moment, there is a person who is worried about the safety of Jiansheng.

This person is Xiao He!

Unlike other people, Xiaohe can sense his own body in the Tiantian Palace, and naturally knows the relationship between Jiansheng and Jiang Yun.

In any case, she can't let the sword die in the hands of the people of the dark royal family.

Just when Jiansheng closed his eyes and waited for the eyes of the old man to touch his eyebrows, Bailiguang suddenly said: "Wait!"

The old man stopped his palm and looked at the hundred miles of light. "What's wrong, less master?"

Bai Liguang said to the old man by voice: "I thought he didn't have any origins, but I didn't expect him to be quite important. Someone wanted to make a deal with me."

"Who?"

"Although he did not say it, I guess it should be a human being!"

The old man did not ask the specific content of the transaction, just asked: "Do you still need to search for him?"

Glory smiled coldly and looked at his eyebrows and said: "Of course, you have to search, but he has forsaken his cultivation and left him a life!"

"it is good!"

The palm of the old man stretched out and finally pointd to the eyebrow of Jiansheng.