It was at this time.

"Alas. ”

A light sigh, echoing endlessly, was the voice of the Knife Mark Tianzun.

"Han Dong. He stood at the entrance and exit of the mysterious space, and the sound of the sky was mighty: "I have been providing assistance for the creation of the secret method of the Motai Yuanjun, and I only succeeded by luck a few years ago. The number of them is now about 80,000, and they are of great use to me. ”

"Knife marks!"

Han Dong was anxious, and asked angrily: "You never said such a big thing, and you actually hid it from me? Why can't that catastrophe be changed, maybe it's because of you, the problem is here!"

Hearing this, the Sword Scar Tianzun was silent, and only after a long time did he say: "It's the meaning of Huayan, he is afraid that you will fall halfway, and the supreme existence has the ability to obtain information about the dead." ”

"Can you say it now?"

"Yes. ”

"Mirror refraction, mirror overlap, temporary fusion of the powers of the three Great Heavenly Venerables?" Han Dong listened to the explanation of the Sword Mark Heavenly Venerable, and hesitation flashed between his eyebrows, these Motai Yuanjun were all one-time consumable sacrifices of the temporary fusion of the Great Heavenly Venerable.

This is the ultimate killer move of the Terran Territory, the most relied on, the most powerful force.

But I never tried.

The three of them are worried that if they are temporarily fused together, they will not be able to separate, and when the time comes, people will not be people, and Tianzun will not be Tianzun, which can be described as endless troubles.

Knife Scar Tianzun continued: "Not many people know about the sacrifice, and now there are only the four of us Great Heavenly Venerable and that Mo Ling. Including these Motai supremes, it is not clear that these Yuan Jun are sacrifices. Now that the Motai clan belongs to our hole cards, how can there be any reason to self-destruct the Great Wall?"

"Okay. ”

Han Dong nodded.

His eyes pierced through the sky and fell towards the sea of mirrors of more than 50,000 Motai Yuanjun: "I still think the Motai clan is very suspicious. ”

Tianzun's intuition is usually not wrong.

Knife Trace Tianzun also hesitated, thought about it, and advised: "You don't care about the Motai creatures in the core giant city first, search the entire Star Abyss, and give a conclusion as soon as possible." Throughout the ages, only you have seen the four-dimensional life with your own eyes, and if you find traces of the four-dimensional intervention, I will stand by your side and eliminate the Motai clan. ”

The two of them transmitted their voices, the frequency was extremely high, and the top-secret code used was agreed in the past, and outsiders could not decipher the code when they heard it.

Side.

Blazing Fence carried the ink zero, waiting for the conclusion of the discussion between the two Great Heavenly Venerables.

Farther away in time and space, the seven Motai Supremes stared at Han Dong and Blazing Huang, mainly to warn the latter, and the beauty of moisturizing things silently made it difficult for them to raise their fighting intentions.

A moment later.

Han Dong raised his head again, glanced at the blazing fence, turned around and tore through the subspace, and went to the edge of the Star Universe Abyss, he wanted to launch a carpet search, not missing a single place.

As for what Knife Scar Tianzun was worried about, whether there were traces of high-dimensional intervention, Han Dong didn't care at all, he mastered the four-dimensional energy, and if he encountered something from the same source, he would naturally feel it.

......

Half an era has passed, and on the edge of the Star Abyss, the Tianzun Palace is floating.

Phew!

A streamer of light rose up, as if the sun jumped out of the horizon and returned to the dome, it was Han Dong who returned to the interior of the palace.

"Let's go back. ”

Han Dong closed his eyes, a little tired. His footprints have traveled to every remote corner of the Star Abyss, and he has not found high-dimensional intervention.

"Back to the territory. ”

When Han Dong gave the order, he was no longer distracted and immersed in the cultivation of fate. The degree of comprehension of the rules of fate determines the effectiveness of his restraint in the HRE.

......

The palace moved, and the mysterious space moved with it.

It was like lightning piercing the night, galloping through the palace, and in less than half a month, it returned to the territory of the human race and parked in the temple of the holy scriptures.

"Great Heavenly Venerable. ”

In the temple of the Holy Scriptures, there is the supreme human race, and he asks to see the Great Heavenly Venerable: "The star demon betrayed the underworld and defected to the light clan and was rejected. ”

"Don't worry about it. ”

Huayan Great Heavenly Venerable looked down at the Supreme and smiled slightly: "Are you curious, why didn't the warlike Ancient Palace move? ”

"Yes. ”

The supreme ascended to the point of understanding, arched his hand, and retired.

Hua Yan watched her leave, shook his head and said nothing, the hatred of the Terran Supreme towards the Star Demon was deeper than that of the Terran Tianzun, he couldn't say what he felt, he was a little envious.

"We ......"

"They've basically forgotten what hatred is. ”

The supreme killer star demon, in order to vent his hatred.

Tianzun killed the Star Demon, but it was not because of hatred, the starting point was completely different.

"We have too little emotion. ”

Hua Yan slowly stood up and looked at the territory from afar. If it weren't for the sustenance of the Terran Territory, he wouldn't know what he would become, the way of Tianzun was not perfect, and if there was gain, there would be loss.

Because the selection criteria for Tianzun candidates are born with a tough mood and indifferent nature.

In other words, the world outside the universe, mood swings are forbidden.

Rushing.

He flipped through the book in his palm, and the handwriting appeared, like a holy text. Looking at the historical relics of the human race, the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile.

"Our sustenance is the human race. ”

Hua Yan is the same as Han Dong, and he is also a compound cultivator of life genes and soul thoughts, the former is a Heavenly Venerable Being, and the latter is an Eternal Heavenly King, but his emotional vitality is far inferior to Han Dong.

This is a common problem of Tianzun.

......

The scope of the canonical hall, the Southern Holy Ancient Kingdom, the royal palace.

A banquet hall with pure white walls, light black curtains, glowing blue ice floor, and a round table is placed in the middle of the three columns that support the banquet hall, covered with flawless tablecloths, fine wine and delicacies, and piled up round tables.

Two golden chandeliers, made of neutron stars, resemble inverted teacups, illuminating the huge ballroom with only two people.

"Inch. ”

The Southern Saint Ancient Emperor, who was accustomed to being high, changed his indifference in the past, patted Nan Xiangcun's left hand, and held it in his hand: "Although you are an eternal mana, your fully energetic emotions are the focus of your cultivation, interpersonal communication is indispensable, and old friends in the past must not be forgotten. ”

The Southern Sage Ancient Emperor didn't bother to hide it.

He broke it directly, and what he said was very explicit, that is, to let Nan Xiangcun maintain a friendship with that person. Da Tianzun is a favor, which is equivalent to an ancient country, and now there are more than 100 ancient countries, behind which there is the supreme or Tianzun, without a backer, it will definitely perish, and the struggle within the human race, regardless of life and death, is still quite intense.

The patron of the Southern Ancient Kingdom, one of the supreme beings of the Holy Temple, has been in retreat for many years, and has not appeared since the thirteen ages ago.

"Ugh. ”

Nanxiang was speechless.

"Actually......" Nan Xiang stopped talking, hesitated, and whispered: "There is a better way, the child doesn't know whether to talk about it or not." ”

The Southern Holy Ancient Emperor waved his hand: "Say it." ”

"Pass the throne to me. ”

Nan Xiangcun lowered his head and whispered, his face couldn't be seen clearly, but his voice was extremely clear: "As long as my father gives me the ancient emperor's seat, no one will dare to covet the royal seat of the ancient kingdom of Nansheng." After all, everyone knows that my relationship with that person is more than just a favor. ”

Succession?

The Southern Ancient Emperor took a sip of the cool wine, picked up a towel, and slowly wiped his hands.

As if nothing happened, suppressing his anger, he never expected that this down-and-out prince who had been assigned to the frontier by himself would join the Flame Zone of the Ancient Palace, and get acquainted with the Great Tianzun, and rise to the top, and now, there is actually an attempt to force the palace to usurp the throne.

What a guts.

Unfilial son!

The Southern Holy Ancient Emperor didn't speak, shaking the wine, he didn't want to give up the Ancient Emperor's seat like this. He is an Eternal Heavenly King, he is qualified to ascend to the supreme, and the position of Ancient Emperor will provide a large number of cultivation resources, even if it is a weak effect, it is better than no resources.

all these years.

He consulted the historical classics, and there were about thirty supreme human races who served as emperors of ancient kingdoms.

The data shows that the ancient emperor's seat is conducive to the impact of the supreme.

What's more, cultivators are indifferent to fame and fortune because most of them have not tasted the pleasure of supreme power, and when their cultivation is at their limit, when their lifespan is as high as infinity, they must have a sustenance. The throne was his sustenance, and he especially liked the pleasure of sitting on the throne and ruling over all beings.

So the throne can not be conceded.

"Father's ......"

Nan Xiangcun lowered his head: "Actually, I just want to see how you leave the throne, I don't mean anything else." ”

The Southern Saint Ancient Emperor restrained his surging anger and said softly: "You are Taichu, Taichu served as the Ancient Emperor, and there is no precedent since ancient times. ”

"There must always be the first person to eat crabs. ”

Nan Xiangcun raised his head and looked directly at his biological father.

Since he was a child, he has always had a dream, which is to drag this person down from the throne, and then see, will this person also be sad and lose his soul.

"Crabs?"

I hadn't heard of this word, but sensing the ripples in Nan Xiangcun's heart, the Southern Holy Ancient Emperor suddenly fell silent.

Above the Yuanjun is the supreme.

Above the highest, is the Heavenly Venerable. That's the Great Heavenly Venerable.

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