Blue sea Longhu Mountain!

The East China Sea is adjacent to each other, located on the suspended True Dragon Island, high in the nine-fold sky, and under the Haoyue Sea, it is an incomparably vast place, enough to accommodate hundreds of millions of mortal beings, and the boundless vastness of heaven and earth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fairy light is dreamy, ethereal and dusty, and it is the holy realm of the immortal powerhouses.

The magnificent and towering atmosphere is innumerable, accompanied by the hazy immortal dao group of immortals, the whole vast world, as if through the boundless ocean, reflected in the feet of mortal dust, stepping on the sky, peerless.

Just in the distant Shinto territory, when the sea mud people disappeared silently, above the true dragon island, the sea mud people suddenly appeared, appearing in the blue sea Longhu Mountain that was hundreds of millions of miles away, heavy space, and the world.

The clay man's sharp, piercing, frantic cries had not yet been heard.

was pulled into the rippling space by a big hand out of thin air, into the continent-like world of True Dragon Island, into a small Qing courtyard, and fell into a cloudy light.

"It's Tiandou's sea clay man!"

In the Qing courtyard, a loose and lonely white-haired old man in sackcloth stretched out his palm and let go of the sea mud man who was about to scream, but after such a hand, the sea mud man calmed down and opened his strange eyes.

The vague phantom of the Mangdao people, as well as the soul breath, were gradually exposed to the air.

"The Son of Destiny is the Supreme Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven, with so many old guys and outstanding people to assist in smashing the territory of the Shinto Empire, sooner or later, why do you have to wade into this troubled water!" ”

The white-haired old man put his hands behind his back, looked away and looked above the clouds, his eyes becoming more and more cloudy, like an old man who was old in his life, suddenly hearing the death of the old man and recalling the impermanence of the world.

The quiet sea mud people are getting quieter and quieter.

"Child!"

The white-haired old man called.

Outside the door, a young man with red lips and white teeth and a white beard withdrew from the courtyard door and walked in. Dressed up as a child, his expression is wooden, like a stiff object, without any life.

"Go and spread the word about this man, whoever anyone can kill him in the middle of a war against the Empire... The old man owes him a favor. The white-haired old man said something very common.

With a backhand grab, the image belonging to the Tuo Mang Dao people, as well as the breath that emanated from the soul and could not be changed, were peeled off from the small sea clay figure, turned into a ball of light, and threw it to the boy standing in Mu Ne.

Then, in silence, he turned to leave.

He didn't need to know this ball of light, as well as the human affection that the old man said, the meaning it represented, and the storm that swept behind it, he just needed to know that this old man had explained this matter.

"Heaven Dou Daoist, help you take revenge, it should be the final end for you. The white-haired old man sighed, "The old people of the same era, except for you, are really getting fewer and fewer ......."

Suddenly.

Above the small sea clay figure, another brilliant image flashed, and in the spread, the figure of the silver-haired young man gradually formed, and the breath was none other than Mahal. It's just that this time it flashed, and inside, there was still a faint aura that belonged to Heaven Dou Lin Momo, as if to remind the difference between the image and the figure.

"People from the Shinto Realm?" the white-haired old man set his gaze on the image.

This time, the white-haired old man's cloudy gaze stayed on the image for a moment before he looked away, stretched out his palm, probed into the depths of the void, groped, and took out a long white jade talisman.

Clean and empty, on the jade talisman, there is no trace.

"Since it was specially marked by you, then I'll explore his heavenly machine!" muttered the white-haired old man, throwing the jade talisman in his hand into the air, "The heavenly machine talisman, the heavenly machine is derived, and the past reappears." ”

The clean jade talisman floated up to the sky, rippling time and space, hooking the image breath belonging to Mehal on the sea mud man, imprinted on the jade talisman, and immediately, the obscure and unpredictable Dao source qi, like a waterfall rolling and pouring, the void in all directions, rippling, seemed to gradually form a vague scene, all related to Mehal.

This kind of heavenly means, communicating through the ages, can measure the future, predict blessings and misfortunes, and the future, etc., is a great supernatural power that reaches the sky, even if it is a great power, it is difficult to grasp half of its skin.

The white-haired old man, if it weren't for the help of the Heavenly Charm as a treasure to communicate with the Heavenly Machine, even if he was a powerful person, it would be difficult to clearly grasp the numerology of a strong man, let alone calculate.

It was also in the white-haired old man's gaze that he was contemplating, waiting for the void, and the blurred scenes gradually became clear. The space was abruptly distorted, and countless vague scenes collapsed and collapsed, turning into chaos.

"What?"

A rare look of surprise appeared on the wrinkled face of the white-haired old man, and his big hand suddenly grabbed it, swept through time and space, and grabbed the Heavenly Talisman above the heavenly dome, wanting to take it back.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of the earthquake, a vigorous spread, and the white-haired old man who was shocked kicked back, his big sleeves bursting, revealing the dry arms inside, and the trembling palm, faintly unstable.

I can't imagine what a great force can make him do nothing!

"Tiandou Daoist, you can give me, provoke a character who reaches the sky!" said the white-haired old man.

The chaotic void that the scene turned into, after the white-haired old man made a fruitless move, gradually squirmed and changed, and conjured up a Xuanhuang Emperor's aura, majestic like the emperor's majestic figure, magnificent, vaguely like a dragon's roar and floating heavenly sound, peerless breath, the emperor's power covered the entire courtyard, as well as the outside world.

"Destiny Child!" the white-haired old man shuddered.

The dignified Supreme Venerable of the Immortal Dao, immediately, knelt on his knees without any hesitation, his face was terrified, just like a mortal, facing an emperor of the three thousand realms of majesty, without any self.

The emperor, the phantom, but the dense emperor's qi is prostrate for nine days and ten earths.

On the True Dragon Island occupied by the Blue Sea Longhu Mountain, there are countless powers and countless peerless powerhouses, but it is the emperor's phantom that spreads from this immeasurable mystery, but it makes the heavens and the earth silent, and no one dares to speak.

"Heavenly Talisman?" the emperor's phantom cast a gaze that seemed to be substantial, "What are you calling the emperor for?"

"What?"

The white-haired old man's scalp was numb.

I never thought that the young man in the Shinto territory marked by the old friend of Tiandou at the end, speculating on his heavenly opportunity, actually attracted the interference of the Son of Destiny, which was like a lamb that broke into the territory of a true dragon, and his heart was trembling, the life and death of a lamb, for a true dragon, only need to move his body.

The tip of the iceberg is enough to be crushed thousands of times!

"When I deduced him, I didn't mean to touch..."

The white-haired old man gave it all out, facing the emperor's phantom, and did not hide.

The emperor's majestic gaze, like a substance, fell on the familiar phantom of Maihar, and the originally immeasurable gaze was slightly condensed, and the figure covered by the Xuanhuang Emperor's aura couldn't help but turn around.

"It turns out that he has arrived here, and it seems that some people should move..."

In the void, there seemed to be a whispering voice from this alien immortal emperor.

. (To be continued.) )