"Be honest and don’t bring disaster to the Golden Cave."
The black emperor stood up in flower underpants and swaggered to Wang Xu and touched his head and roared off.
Angry that the brother of the foreign sage was shivering and was humiliated by a black dog with a bald tail and underpants!
Beidou, this is a sad.
At the same time, the emperor’s palace saints also discussed.
"This world still needs to give young people more opportunities. The older generation should keep a low profile."
Jiang’s eldest brother, Saint, smiled and meant something.
Huntuo Dasheng nodded and sighed, "The Great Sage will not be born in the future, so leave it to future generations."
"If you are tall, you should keep a low profile. Don’t stir the wind and rain to disturb people’s purity."
Li Yu’s faint knuckles hitting the desktop made many ancestors frown.
"It’s too much. The ancestors practiced by themselves to prevent them from being born. If Terrans don’t break through some saints themselves, they should limit our waiting."
Many ancestors frowned and refused to accept that for them, only when the ancestors came forward could they get more benefits. Otherwise, what is the difference between those Terran forces?
"Over? Then don’t even show up as a semi-holy king. "
Li Yu raised his eyebrows and paused for a long table, which made all the ancient families feel awkward.
Wouldn’t that break up their advantage?
Many ancient ancestors were angry, and even the royal family frowned and spoke out their dissatisfaction with the Great Sage of the Lake and the Golden Cave, and the Great Sage was even more cold-blooded.
"no? Then fight! I will accompany you in the end to let the royal family come! "
However, Li Yu took a long table and turned the fairy to sing all over the star field. The sound was clear and clear, and a red phoenix danced with great strength, as if to swallow the whole universe and dim many ancient stars instantly.
The ups and downs of Fuxi Dragon Monument, Demon-dropping pestle, Sun Emperor Tower and Gu Hua ruler after the ups and downs of the Emperor Bing Hengyu Furnace made the air-movers in the field suddenly dead.
In nine days, a series of colorful roads have fallen, and the earth has grown one after another. All kinds of sunlight transpiration is sacred and magnificent and full of pitfalls.
Several old clan chiefs of the royal family were terrified, one by one, and their spines were chilling. They knew that something bad was wrong and they quickly apologized and dissuaded them.
Huntuo Great Sage is a fool. I didn’t expect several Great Sages to be challenged by a Terran epigenetic and laughed. "Always give young people some opportunities."
"I can give them opportunities, and the younger generation will come to me at their own risk."
Li Yu’s kind smile immediately silenced the ancient clan.
Great pressure, the ancestors of all ethnic groups, Wang Hao, held his nose and recognized several royal families’ glances. They barely breathed a sigh of relief, and their imperial daughters were fine and could be honed normally without restrictions.
"It will be peaceful for a period of time in the future if all ethnic groups coexist well, but we will not intervene in the fierce competition between the younger generation."
The ancient clan is quite stuffy, and it is too weak to win much interest.
"Yes, isn’t the strongest blood of Taikoo Emperor revived in this life? Isn’t Tianjiao, the most amazing family, full of vigor and vitality? They all need stage days to leave them."
Gu Tianshu calmly pointed out that several ancient imperial women didn’t seal them off, otherwise the royal family would really try to squeeze their bottom line.
"The ancient emperor veins natural talent through the ages rare Terran emperor dark age has not run out? It’s really cruel that Hengyu’s virtual emergence has paved the way for the ancient emperor. "
The Great Sage of Huntuo couldn’t help feeling that Hengyu, now on a par with the sage Wang, had long since left that field, otherwise it would be really a bad news for all ethnic groups, and God knows what will happen.
A group of ancestors also silently think about it, which is not necessarily a good thing. They are not worried about going out and being killed by Hengyu.
This is also a disguised protection of the life of the ancient ancestor King Taikoo Zu Wang, compassion and compassion.
In the end, a peaceful gesture of "friendly consultation", "emperor and soldiers watching" and "Great Sage working together for a win-win situation" led to a smooth and quiet meeting of all nationalities.
Chapter three hundred and thirty-two Dengtian Road Tagging can cover the sky with your fingers!
"It’s really lively. It’s a pity that I didn’t catch the big scene when I was late. Isn’t it true?"
There was a wind chime swaying outside Zishan Road, which turned out to be a purple man wearing a hat. He couldn’t see clearly, only a black lotus on his forehead was particularly eye-catching
His pace is slow, but he has a deep and solemn Zen attitude. He has a string of prayer beads, half of which are peaceful and round, which are transformed by pure relics. Half of them are gloomy and resentful, and they are made of the skulls of living beings.
Half-Buddha, half-magic and half-madness, is also a Buddha, a demon and a wise man.
"The Buddha said that fate and fate are just one step away from each other."
Behind him, a beautiful woman with golden lotus skin like sheep fat has her own meditation.
"Great light sweeps the floor for fear of hurting the life of ants, cherishing moths, veils, lamps and lanterns, trying to tide over the hardships and waves, and the whole world is crossing me to form my own Buddha’s compassion."
The purple man chuckled with a palm on his chest and a rosary on his other hand, and held his head high into the Dojo, revealing a pair of magical and deep eyes.
Many people in the field were attracted by this belated figure, but it was obscure and deep, which moved the bell. Is it a saint?
"It’s so deep Zen, but it’s common in the secular world. It seems tempting to sink into the world of mortals and violate the rules and regulations."
Many foreign ancient sages cast their eyes, wondering where this came from. A mysterious strong man seems to have a special heel.
Only some royal ancient creatures in the field felt frightened and couldn’t help shouting, "Crazy! It’s that crazy guy! Papman! Magic Buddha Papman! "
Papman? !
This word is like thunder exploding in the field, so that everyone is shocked and surprised. Is the devil who fears this day even here?
At this time, even several royal families came to the cold eyes. When the king disappeared, Papman was born, which was a big scene. Even the ancient emperor’s daughter was almost killed by him
Zhongyuan Guyou was miserable, self-sustaining and extraordinary in strength, but he was hunted for thousands of miles. I’m afraid he would have broken his hand if it hadn’t been for the ancestor king’s hand.
The Tiangou people who fell into skyclan along the way were even more transformed by him. A group of people became devout believers and were included in the small screamo temple to pray day and night.
"How dare this guy show up!"
Yuan Gu’s face suddenly changed in the direction of the original lake, and he couldn’t help gnashing his teeth. The world knew that he had been hunted for thousands of miles, but he didn’t know that the magic Buddha was trying to change him and drag him into the sea of suffering to become a member of the treasure raft of all beings.
Buddha is different from all beings. This guy wants all beings to cross themselves, casting a raft of all beings to cross the world. Although it is Buddhism, it is extremely magical.
Burn virtual road and others also look dignified pegged to the strolling purple figure crisp wind chimes swaying as if they were depressed and abrupt.
"When the Buddha talks about fate, meeting each other is fate. You are all my Buddha."
Papman’s arrival overlooking the six ancient imperial women smiled gently, but made their hearts suddenly tense up as if something was going to happen in a moment.
However, after all, this is a grand gathering of all ethnic groups. It is not what everyone thinks at will. A enter the dragon has not been played, but it is very calm. Only a group of holy monks in the West Desert can’t hold their colors.