Reverend Insanity: Verse 198: Promise shot
A million years ago!
Ancient times.
Wuji Mozun attacked the heavenly court and ran all the way.
Wuji Mozun stepped forward. No one in Tianting Sage could match it, with heavy casualties.
Zhongtianmen collapsed into slag, and the famous palace was too late to fly away. The Sun Palace and Wushen Temple were as fragile as paper, as if they existed as a joke.
Finally, before the Promise of the Promise came to the central hall, the heavens trembled, and the star’s will came, launching the ninety-nine consecutive series of stars who once arranged the star.
Wuji Mozun plunged into battle, breaking a hundred battles in a row, and then emerged.
Under the prison tower.
Wuji watched Xingsu’s will and said, “Xingsu, you and I are both respected. You painstakingly arrange all kinds of means to restrict me. Although I hate you, I admire you. Now that you die, even if you leave it, More, what can you do? Do you want to stop a living venerable respect? This idea must not be fulfilled. The nine-turned lords are invincible and can only be dealt with by the same level of lords. “
Xingsu will smile a bitterly, but actually gave way to the interior of Jiantian Tower: “How can I not know what you said. But all kinds of attempts are always done, otherwise how can you be willing? Please come in. “
Wuji Mozun raised a brow slightly: “Are you not blocking me?”
Xingsu will calmly said: “Since it can’t be blocked, why bother doing it all too much? Promise, since you want to destroy the fateful deer, let me accompany you.”
Wuji Mozun froze for a moment, then a smile appeared on his slashed face.
“It’s interesting.” He whispered softly, accompanied by the star’s will, stepped into the Jiantian Tower, and walked all the way to the top of the tower, seeing Fate.
Not long after, the Prodigal stepped down from the tower and walked out the door.
A group of seriously wounded dying Celestial Sages is astonished that the Promise of the Promise has not destroyed the Destiny Sacrifice. Fate stays intact in the Jiantian Tower. No one knows what happened inside the tower, and what Xingsu will discuss with Wuji Maju.
In short, the Promise of Wuji is still cold, but there is a thin layer of anger in his eyes.
He looked around for a week, and wherever his eyes went, the heavenly warriors fought chills, and their fighting spirit fell to the bottom.
Finally, the vision of Wuji Mozun is set on Xingsu’s will again: “Huh, Yuan Shixian Zun, Xingxu Zun Zun, the methods and arrangements left by your second life are more than that, aren’t you? Make it happen, I need to have some insight. “
The star will sigh bitterly.
However, the Promise invites battle, and she can only accompany him to the end.
So, **** battles resume.
Under the hands of Wuji Mozun, Tianting Lingxian was broken and sacrificed without suspense.
Where the Promise of the Wraith goes, there will be a pool of blood and corpses everywhere. Hoshisu will follow behind him, step by step, and calmly witnessed his killing.
After some killing, the water of Wangdao Lake has been stained with blood red.
Wuji Mozun narrowed his eyes, and a killing made him feel happy.
At this moment, he looked at the waves on the lake and asked, “What kind of lake is this?”
“Forget the lake.”
“Forget the lake? The lake is like its name, good lake, good lake. It would be a pity if I destroyed it.” Wuji Mozun suddenly became interested, “Forget it, forget it, who can forget it?” ? “
Silent for a long time, Xingsu willed: “You, the Promise of the Promise, are rare to come to heaven. Why not walk around?”
Wuji Mozun took a deep look at Xingsu’s will: “Aren’t you afraid I will destroy you all in this heaven?”
Xingsu will still calm his voice: “You can’t destroy the heavenly court. Not to mention that when the heavenly court is really facing a crisis of destruction, the Supreme Master’s supreme means will erupt. Even if you destroy the heavenly court, will you destroy the fate? “
Speaking of which, the expression of the star’s will became solemn and solemn: “The most important thing is the real heaven, not here, but in our hearts. Even if the heaven is destroyed, it will be rebuilt by a new generation of people. . You ca n’t live forever, eh? “
Wuji Mozun stands still, staring at Xingsu’s will, the cold light in his eyes clearing his bones.
Xingsu will stare at him, still calm.
For a long time, Wuji Mozun nodded: “It’s worthy of His Holiness, you’re right.”
It seems there is no surprise in Hoshisu: “Let’s go?”
Wuji Mozun went to Xingchi Mountain, and at the highest peak, he saw a pavilion.
This is of course also a fairy house.
Wo Jizun stepped into the pavilion and overlooked the huge heavenly court. Except for the blood path and misery caused by himself, the rest of the vast place was still rich and splendid.
Wuji Mozun takes a deep breath and strengthens his spirit: “What is the name of this kiosk?”
“A lack of regrets,” Xingsu answered.
The eyes of Wuji Mozun light up, and this eight-turned fairy house has no secrets in his eyes. At the first glance, he has learned all the mysteries of structure and operation.
He nodded: “A lack of regret, a good name is just right.”
“I have no regrets or regrets. The purpose of my trip cannot be achieved. It is really a big regret. Whose life course can be perfect, can there be no omissions, no regrets?”
He looks like he is asking about the will of Xingsu, and he talks to himself in a low tone.
The star will is silent.
Wuji Mozun suddenly chuckled, converging Xiao Suo’s expression, and regaining his former coldness.
He stroked his hand and praised him: “It’s a good star hostel, it’s a decoration. But I’m interested again.”
Shinjuku’s will could not help but look slightly changed.
The layout of Xingsu Xianzun’s life is not just a continuous array of nine or nine. In fact, forgetting the lake and a lack of regret pavilions are her carefully planned.
Wo Ji Mozun is invincible, and it is difficult to face it. Only by eliminating its fighting spirit and resolving its killing intentions can the strength of heaven be preserved to the greatest extent.
And this aspect is exactly what Zhidao Yuxian excels at.
Although the Promise of the Promise of the Promise has been enlightened and successfully calculated by Xingsu Xianzun, the fighting spirit in his heart has only been depressed for a moment, and then it is launched again and again.
Wuji Mozun did n’t do it anymore, but looked at Xingsu will and said, “I am born in an untimely time, helpless, I ca n’t participate in the era of millions of years later. You are the same as Xingsu Zun. A proposal. “
“Speak now.”
“You and I might as well be in this kiosk for the next game.”
“Playing chess?” Hoshisu willed for a moment, “Yeah, you and I both need this game.”
A few days later, Wuji Maju stayed in a lack of regret pavilion, and played chess with Xingsu will.
When the Promise of the Promise drifted away, the star’s will also disappeared in the pavilion. A lack of regret pavilions, so far became a forbidden place in the heaven.
Unusually, the lack of regret pavilion is no different. But sometimes, the celestial being in the court of heaven will accidentally find two figures in the pavilion.
No matter which angle you look at, these two figures are facing sideways. The two figures, a man and a woman, resemble the appearance of Xingsu Xianzun and Wuji Mozun.
The vast majority of Heavenly Celestial Sages who saw such a scene died suddenly after a few days. Very few lucky people survived the difficulties and continued to live, their own strength has been exaggerated.
After many years.
Yuan Lian Xianzun wanted to lift the hidden danger of a lack of regret pavilion, but shook his head, and descended Xingchi Mountain.
A lot of years have passed.
Juyang Xianzun was invited to visit Tianting. He witnessed the Xiulou, saw the three blood skins left by the savage demon, and entered the Jiantian Tower again, and saw the fate. In the end, he came here, but he didn’t go up the mountain, but looked at the lack of regret pavilion, then turned and left.
These records flowed quickly in Longgong’s heart in an instant.
“Juyang Xianzun’s treacherousness must have seen something. Bingsaichuan could mobilize the power left by Wuji Mozun?”
Longgong is thinking quickly, he wants to stop Bingsai River, but has no restraint.
He felt keenly that a mysterious breath burst out from Bingsaichuan’s body and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
In the distance, the peak of Xingchi Mountain.
In the vacant embarrassing pavilion that was originally empty, Xu Xu showed two figures playing against each other, and the chessboard between them.
The two figures, a man and a woman, can only see the side faces, but still see the peerless face of the woman and the cold look of the man.
It is the scene of double respect game!
There was a ripple in the air, and the scene of the double respect game was motionless and suddenly lived.
Xingsu’s complex look, looking up at the opposite Wuji: “Are you waiting?”
Wuji Mozun shook his head slightly and sighed: “The person I am waiting for is still in the future, but there is a native who inherited a true biography from me. In this case, I can’t help it.”
Speaking, he gently squeezed a piece on the chessboard in his hand, and then played it.
In the whole process, Wuji Maju never looked back at the battlefield, let alone turned.
The chess piece flew out of a lack of regret pavilion, and the figures of the two respected players slowly dissipated, leaving a hilltop pavilion empty.
The chess pieces are extremely fast. They just shot the dragon as soon as they flew out of the pavilion.
Longgong’s body is shocked, and his face is shocked.
Flop.
The next moment, the dragon fell straight from the sky and hit the ground.
The power of the chess piece is transformed into a set of silver-white illusory chains, which binds him to a large variety of flowers, and deeply inserts them into his imagination, so that all the maggots in the imagination are also firmly locked.
Longgong’s eyes widened and he breathed freely, but he couldn’t move.
He found that his strength was still there, but whenever he tried hard to break free, there would always be an equal force on the chain, which would offset all his efforts.
This is the Nine Turns of Immortality!
Longgong is bound by death, and the dragon spirit he evokes naturally disintegrates. The hijacking of altars and Bingsaichuan were once again free.
Bingsaichuan screamed and slammed Long Gong in the past. But the strongest killing trick he urged was just against the head of Longgong, and the silver chain emitted a flash of light, easily blocking Bingsaichuan’s killing trick.
Longgong is safe and sound.
Bingsai Chuan’s heart sank: “Although the Nine Turns and Killing Strokes have restrained Longgong, they also seem to be protecting him. It is because of the dual-respect game, although it has the power of Promise, but it also blends in Is the will of Xingsu Xianzun? “
Binsai Chuan gave up decisively when he killed the undead dragon.
He jumped into the hijacking altar. The next moment, the hijacking altar banged the central hall into a slump!
The Lagerstroemia indica had to take the old man of Zhengyuan and flew out in a hurry.
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