"Fairy God wants to compete for the hearts of heaven and spiritual beings?" Li Xuandao frowned.
Gu An poured himself wine and said, "Maybe, in the face of the fairy dispute, what do you think mortals do?"
Li Xuandao thought for a moment, and said, "Doing the trend, there is a God's will in the underworld, when they do not exist."
When he said these words, he was sad.
Even though mortals can cultivate immortals, but if you want to be a fairy, why is it far away?
Even if Li Xuandao is the Emperor Tai Cang and has the resources of the world, he still can't see the hope of Chengxian.
"Gu An, where is the fairy god? What are they thinking?" Li Xuandao looked at Gu An and couldn't help asking.
Gu An shook his head and said: "I'm not a fairy, how can I know where they are and what are you thinking about?"
Li Xuandao looked at him, but felt that he was not inferior to the fairy god.
Is Gu An's choice of this big world to live in seclusion because this big world is still hidden in unknown secrets?
Otherwise, how can there be two fairy princes come?
Gu An heard his voice and did not deny it. In fact, he was thinking why he was too Xianjun.
Is there a hatred with Xuan Su Xianjun, or for other reasons?
Tian Lingxianzun's Xian Palace the treasure that stole from the Emperor Ziwei is the Bao Shi Avenue. This treasure followed An Hao's reincarnation and hid in the depths of Tianhao's soul. Gu An felt this treasure, it was really strong, but it was really strong, but
It is not enough to make the fairy god crazy.
Although Gu An was curious, he didn't care too much.
At present, it is just that the two fairy monarchs are fighting, and it is impossible to represent the heaven.
Although the destiny of heaven and earth will change with the involvement of the power of the world, the change will also appear in his eyes, allowing him to deal with it in advance.
After talking about Xuan Miao's real person, Li Xuandao talked about the world's pride. He knew that Gu An said that these things were not to remind him, but just wanted to talk to him. There is no need to ask whether it is.
He is heaven in the Taicang Dynasty, but he can compare with the immortal gods. He is no different from the dust.
Talking, Li Xuandao mentioned Tianhao.
Tianhao was so shining that he reminded him of An Hao. Although from reality, Tianhao's growth rate was more exaggerated than An Hao, but he felt that if An Hao was still there, he may not be as good as Tianhao.
Both of them are named Hao, as if they are some kind of inheritance.
Even if the congenital human race disrupted the world, he did not snatch Tian Hao's limelight, because Tianhao was fighting against the congenital people and maintained an undefeated record.
Tian Hao was fading Tianjiao's identity. Perhaps this robbery was over, he was the heavenly and earth giant.
Gu An and Li Xuandao greeted the wine, and gradually, Li Xuandao also forgot those concerns. Only chatting with Gu An, he didn't need to be too guarded. He enjoyed such an atmosphere.
Nympho
Tianlei rolled, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the flames with flames fell from the sky and smashed to the earth. The earth was covered by the sea of ​​fire.
There is a famous figure surrounded by blood in the air. They all come from the Congere as a hundred people. There are more than a hundred people, all of which are fairy. They all look at the same direction, show face in horror, despair.
Following their eyes, there was a figure proudly standing under Lei Yun. He was full of blood and a burly body with a big knife in his hand.
The number of meteorites passed by him, smashed to the earth, and shocked.
It is the Blood Prison Saint!
This is a territory of the Congereians. The prosperous giant city half an hour ago has turned into a flying ash.
"What kind of treasure is that?"
An old man stared at the broken blood hell in the hands of the Blood Prison, and asked.
The companions around them could not answer him, and those who were higher than Xiaoyao Yuanxian could not understand.
The gaze of the Blood Prison looked at the endless sea of ​​fire below. In a certain corner, the flame surged into a hot whirlwind. The cyclone center formed a safe zone with thousands of people standing inside.
These people are all monks caught by congenital people. They look at the eyes of the Blood Prison. They are full of surprises.
Blood Prison Dasheng lifted the broken blood hell in his hand, showing his face with a smile, and his heart was very happy.
After 80,000 years, the battle of killing and killing is now the life he really yearn for!
How can you be a savior who can be a savior who is admired by the congenital people, how can you be unwilling?
"Even if you wait for mercy, this saint will not let Er wait!"
The blood prison laughed arrogantly, and the sound of Hong Lei, sounding through the heavens and the earth.
After thousands of miles, Chen Chuan, An Shengtian, Jiang Shi stood on the cliff, behind the green mountains, the dim world in front, the burnt cigarettes permeated.
After hearing the words of the Blood Prison, they could not help but look at each other.
"How do you feel that this guy is the demons to destroy the world?" An Shengtian couldn't help whiling.
Jiang Shi shook his head and laughed: "Master asked him to be a mount, it didn't make sense, at least it made the world less disaster."
Chen Chuan didn't laugh, he frowned: "Don't you think that the demons of the Congere as a Congensed Man can't be killed? We have been out for thousands of years, how much do we kill, but do you think the offensive of the congenital human race weakened?"
He didn't like killing. The thousand -year -old vision made him hate the congenital people, and wanted to expel them as soon as possible.
"Perhaps there is a place connected to the sky, and the congenital human demons are coming to support." Jiang Shi guessed.
An Shengtian raised his eyebrows and said: "If this place is not resolved, this calamity will not end?"
Chen Chuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes, we can't run around like a headless fly. Although our cultivation is not strong, we can join forces to end this catastrophe.
name!"
The thousand -year -old travel has spread the name of the unwanted. However, Chen Chuan feels that it is not enough.
Master has forgotten him so many times, but the world has forgotten him. Now there is the voice of faithful fairy gods, which makes him very dissatisfied.
He wants to let Cangsheng know who holds the world of heaven!
After An Shengtian heard Chen Chuan's words, he suddenly moved, and his face was exposed.
"You can go to the heavenly demon, three more Tao treasures, and more confident." Jiang Shi proposed.
Chen Chuan nodded, his eyes bloomed: "There is no beginning of the Taoist, and the Seven Avenue treasures save the heavens and the earth. Such a story is even more exciting."
The three looked at each other and went to support the Blood Prison Saint, ready to end the final battle quickly.
at the same time.
The heavenly spirit god far from the door is staring at them.
Since Chen Chuan was born, the prestige of Dao Bao has attracted the attention of the heavenly spirit god.
Tianhao had three Taoist treasures. At that time, he was amazed by the ability to make magic weapons in his heart. Now he saw a disciple without a disciple, which made him curious. How high the realm of Gu An.
"Xuan Su Xianjun, Taiyi Xianjun, and him, in this chess game, Jin Ji Shen, you have no hope of life, you don't know yourself."
Chapter completed!