The cloth-clothed man's voice had become extremely high-pitched at that time, and the word "Heavenly Dao" seemed to have been roared out of his throat, with a anger so thick that it could barely be dissipated. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And under such anger, the drinkers here stopped their voices and stood in place like cicadas.

Although the man in cloth looked extremely unusual, the majesty exuded under the rage made everyone present shudder.

The man in white with an extremely handsome face, or the man who was called the way of heaven by the man in cloth, was slightly stunned under the man's roar, and after he squinted his eyes and looked at the man in front of him for a while, the ice and snow on his face suddenly dissipated, turning into a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

"That's right, although this night is long, but there are not many such nights, and it is a good thing to be able to correspond to the saints in his mouth. Tian Dao said this, and then lifted the hem of his shirt and sat down squarely opposite the man in cloth.

When he said this, he did not deliberately lower his voice, and even because of the surprisingly quiet of everyone present, his words came into the ears of everyone present very clearly.

The word "saint" is like a stone thrown into the lake, which can be said to be a stone that stirs up a thousand waves.

Today, who can be worthy of the word saint?

Even if you ask a three-year-old child this question, the other party will not hesitate to tell you three words - Su Changan!

And with the words of Heavenly Dao coming out, everyone subconsciously looked at the cloth-clothed man again.

Among the people present, there were actually some people who had the honor to look at Su Changan from afar, but perhaps because they didn't think in their hearts that one day the saint standing in the clouds would appear in front of them like this, so from the beginning, when the cloth-clothed man appeared, they never thought that the man in front of them would be the saint Su Changan, who was admired by the world.

But at this moment, hearing the words of the Heavenly Dao, they took a closer look at the cloth-clothed man again, but they suddenly realized that this man looked so similar to the Su Chang'an Su Sage.

"He is Su Changan!" I don't know who was the first to exclaim like this.

As soon as these words came out, more and more people confirmed their guesses.

The silent crowd was in an uproar again.

Almost immediately, everyone who was still looking at the excitement knelt down one after another, and shouted to Su Changan with a pious and frightened expression: "I have seen His Majesty the Sage!"

The movement was so great that the voices of the people gathered together and soon attracted the passers-by around them, who came like a tidal wave, and after seeing the face of the cloth-clad man, they all looked like the drinkers before them, and then fell to their knees one after another. He even shouted: "I have seen a saint." ”

For a while, the spread of the situation became uncontrollable, and more and more people began to rush here.

"I can't believe that you have such a high prestige in the eyes of these ignorant mortals. Tiandao looked at these people with interest, raised his eyebrows, looked at Su Chang'an, and said.

"......" Su Changan didn't speak, just stared at the way of heaven and didn't let go.

"It seems that what you are going to say to me does not seem convenient to talk about in the eyes of so many people. Tiandao turned a blind eye to Su Changan's anger, he smiled slightly, and then waved his hand, and a spiritual pressure swung away, and the people around him seemed to be immobilized at that time, the expressions on their faces and the movements on their hands were completely frozen almost at the same time.

Su Changan was stunned for a moment, the spiritual power in his hand was condensed, and he was about to make a move.

"It's okay, they're just imprisoned by me, they can't hurt much, after all, they won't live long, so it's okay for these mortals to be in a state of confusion for a while. Tiandao waved his hand, and looked at Su Changan, who seemed to be on the verge of rage, with a smile on his face.

Su Changan was stunned again, and released his spiritual power to investigate, only to find that these people were only imprisoned by the Heavenly Dao with some secret method, and they were not really harmed, his face eased slightly, and only then did he restrain the spiritual power that was about to overflow around his body.

Then he looked at Tiandao with a calm face and asked, "What are you doing in Chang'an?"

At this time, it has been ten days since Hongluan came out of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, Su Changan and Qin Baiyi were refining those weapons that were damaged in the battle of the Divine Tomb - the Battle of the Divine Mound, the Heavenly Dao counterattacked, Su Changan drew his sword to the Heavenly Dao in order to welcome the heroic souls of Mo Tingyu and others, but how powerful the Heavenly Dao was, not only did he not succeed in saving the heroic souls, but in this battle, the Ten Divine Swords, the Nine Difficult Blades, the Xiahou Blood and even the Three Thousand Futu in his hands were damaged by the majestic power of the Heavenly Dao.

The spiritual power of a few Vast Divine Weapons has dimmed, and it is no longer as powerful as before.

In order to deal with the upcoming war, and also to allow Su Changan to have a weapon at hand. Qin Baiyi gathered these artifacts and used the souls of the three thousand swordsmen in the three thousand of the floating slaughter as a guide, refining the remnants of the spiritual power of these divine weapons like the three thousand of the floating slaughter.

This process was not simple, and it even had to rely on Su Changan to support it with huge spiritual power on the side to complete it, but even so, this kind of refining lasted for several days. At the critical moment, he finally arrived, but at this moment, Su Changan keenly felt the breath of the Heavenly Dao. He knew that his Heavenly Dao had come to Chang'an City, and whether the purpose of his trip was to regain that trace of Tianwu divinity, Su Changan did not know.

But just in case, after discussing with Qin Baiyi, Su Chang'an had to let Qin Baiyi stay alone to support the magic circle of refining the Three Thousand Floating Slaughter, while Su Changan came to find the Heavenly Dao with the breath of Heavenly Dao.

"What do you say?" Facing Su Chang'an's questioning, Tiandao smiled again, he looked at Su Changan with interest, and asked rhetorically.

At that time, a trace of panic flashed between Su Changan's eyebrows, but he quickly covered it up.

"What do you mean, how do I know what you're going to do?" Su Changan responded, but that look was somewhat composed.

The smile on Tiandao's face was even worse at that time, he picked up the wine glass in his hand with great skill, put it to his lips, and drank it all, then his eyes narrowed, and his face showed a look of intoxication.

"People in the world always like to deceive themselves, and although this wine can dispel sorrows, when the wine wakes up, the things that should come will come back. He sighed as he played with the wine glass in his hand.

Before Su Changan could understand the meaning of these words, the wine glass was suddenly put down by him, and then he looked at Su Changan again, and a bone-chilling chill surged towards Su Changan.

"Say, where is the last trace of Tianwu divinity?"