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Chapter 167 The Desolate Heavenly Emperor Comes to the Great Desolation 】

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The situation escalated, from the appearance of Daoist Changsheng to prevent the lich from slaughtering people, to the coming of the saint.

Later, when Saint Nuwa was deprived of her title as the Virgin of the Human Race, and her luck declined, she went completely crazy.

Therefore, the sages were fighting among themselves, and the sages of the Sanqing naturally stood on the side of the Immortal Changsheng, while Nuwa and the two sages of the West were on the other side.

Seeing this ups and downs, the group members dared not speak out.

The power and influence of the Taoist sage when he came that day, the whole prehistoric world was full of visions, it was frightening, and shocked them.

It wasn't until Saint Nuwa went crazy that she attacked Daoist Changsheng, blaming him for all of this.

The hearts of the group members tugged.

"The sage took action himself, the real person is in danger, what should we do now?"

Lin Meng stood up suddenly, his face full of shock.

Ji Ning in gold clothes still cherishes words like gold.

With the departure of Changsheng Zhenren, Huang Zixiao and others, the group members outside the live broadcast room all slowed down.

At that time, a blue flag appeared above Zhunti's head, releasing hundreds of millions of rays of relics, which had no effect of avoiding evil spirits and invading ten thousand dharmas.

Yao Chen also said.

The other group members also slowed down, urging one by one.

The Nanwa empress, who is a majestic saint of heaven, turned out to be a face-saving, bullying the big with her little ones, and shot at the real Changsheng.

So, the eight parties looked at each other and sat on the ground, waiting for the result of the Taoist Palace.

"Meet fellow daoist!"

"This emperor is here to meet Chang Yi Yichang!"

For that approach, the group members have some objections, and even slightly agree.

If there is no proper explanation for this matter, you will definitely let it go.

The Eight Qings are not weak enough, if the Changshengzi is allowed to prove the Tao again, then there is no way for the eight of us to survive in Honghuang?

There were layers of ripples in Changshi's Taoist Palace, and suddenly there were dozens of figures missing.

"Fellow Daoist, Rong Feng, the seven clans of lich wantonly slaughtered the human race, please be the master of the human race, fellow daoist!"

"Sit everyone!"

The ripples are rippling like water waves. Under the ripples, on the other side of the ripples, there seem to be seven resplendent figures.

Seeing this, the group members hurried in and out of Baiyue's live broadcast room, and retreated into Kou Zhong's live broadcast room.

The old god Zhang Bafeng said.

"Yes, what should we do, just stare with small eyes outside?"

Seeing this heart-wrenching scene, the hearts of the group members were lifted.

This is a pressure that makes it impossible to breathe. The weaker it is, the more it can feel the horror of that figure.

Yi Yichang wiped the Zixiao Sword heavily in his hands, with an expression eager to try.

"The eight ancestors are also together."

Those are the seven existences that surpassed the heavens and the world, sweeping across the wilderness and all directions, and suppressed them with an invisible aura.

Those figures, like a bright sun, scorched people's hearts and minds, and they were more majestic.

At that time, Taiyi, Dijun, Kunpeng and others, as well as the Seventeen Patriarch Wucai all paid homage together.

Zhang Sanfeng said confidently.

Even Baiyue himself turned off the live broadcast and watched Yi Yi's live broadcast with the group members.

The unremarkable Daozu Palace seems to be small in size, but after retreating into the small hall, it is found that there is no limited space outside.

"I'm afraid this matter has alarmed fellow daoist, let's see what fellow daoist thinks."

"There was no bad show there. I look forward to the appearance of the eight little emperors and Ji Ning to scare the saints."

"@皇紫癫, @叶仲, @吉宁, eight of them, which one of them will start a live broadcast, we all see that they are going to the Daozu Palace."

"Yes, follow the teacher's decree."

"Please trouble the seven Ye Fans to come in person, thank you!"

"Yes!"

Immortal Changsheng raised his head to the sky and screamed, and ended his call: "Huang Zixiao, Yi Yichang, Li Changsheng, Ji Ning and Ye Fan, come quickly to help you!"

If he can't adapt to the prehistoric trail, he probably won't be able to display his full strength.

"You guys are too presumptuous!"

The red hydrangea, the ultimate innate spiritual treasure of the saint Nuwa, smashed at the Changshengzi, and the space was broken wherever it passed.

"How does Yi Yi want to deal with it? Whether it's a fight or a peace, it's all in Ye Fan's mind."

in the field.

The eight saints all bowed and saluted, but they dared not obey at all.

"go!"

But now, the Daoist actually went against the prudent approach in the past, resolutely came out of the mountain, helped the human race, and intervened to measure the calamity.

"That's right, the old Taoist said a long time ago that real people always act according to their plans, and they always believe in it."

But the current development of the situation is not beyond the imagination of the group members.

Huang Zixiao's seven people answered, looking at Ye Tiandi, waiting for me to make a decision.

"Haha, the faces of the saints must be very dull!"

"Bad, I have heard the nickname of Daozu Palace, but I have been there, so I will go to have fun that time!"

I couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, often calling out: "Huang Zixiao, Sheng Daoyou, Li Changsheng, Ji Ning and Ye Fan, quickly show up to help you!"

At the very front, Ji Ning in gold floated towards him holding the divine sword of destiny, the Beihong Sword.

In the blink of an eye, Nuwa and the Western Seven Sages reached an agreement to strike out with thunderous means, hoping to take the opportunity to kill the eldest son with limited potential.

"The old man believes in real people. Since he has stood up to seek justice for the human race, he must have a perfect plan!"

Therefore, while we were talking, we secretly comprehended the trail in order to deal with the next small battle that might not happen.

Lin Pingzhi directly invited the eight people involved in the incident, and asked us to start a live broadcast.

Hearing this, Ye Tiandi nodded slightly, and the eight ancestors of the human race, the Suiren clan, the Wuchao clan, and the Ziyi clan immediately understood, and they ended up selling themselves miserably.
"That fight started, let's go to Daozu Palace."

Huang Yiyi stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Let's talk about those polite words first, let's talk about it after dealing with the matters in front of us."

Seeing that scene, the group members panicked.

Ba Qing took Yi Yichang, Huang Zixiao, Ba Renzu and others to sit on the right.

【Ding! 'Kou Zhong' started the group live broadcast, click here to exit the live broadcast room! 】

Its aura is small, sacred, and vast, not like the descending path, which makes people awe-inspiring.

"Bad guy, it turned out that the real person hadn't prepared for it a long time ago, and he frightened the old man!"

Lin Meng was taken aback for a moment, but before he realized it very slowly, Xiaowei said excitedly.

Nuwa and the Seven Saints of the West were both shocked and angry. We know that today's plan is almost certainly successful.

A huge pressure came from all directions, locked the Changshengzi firmly, and made me move.

"It's wrong or it's wrong. If someone else starts the live broadcast, it will be broken. Please let the eight of you start it."

"The real man is. You understand, next time the real man said that I formed an alliance with the future Huang Zixiao, Sheng Daoyou, Li Changsheng, and Ji Ning. Do you still remember that? It must not be for that day! A real person has double calculations, and he has long been unprepared! A real person is mighty!"

Immediately afterwards, I turned on the live broadcast function.

Tens of thousands of rays of light spread out, purple air came from the east [-] million miles away, countless stars fell from the sky, and a strange fragrance was faintly coming.

"It's wrong!"

I'm asking about the cause of things. It doesn't make any sense to pursue the cause of what happened often.

Kou Zhong said with a serious expression.

At that time, Emperor Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said to the seven people.

"Tell me, how to deal with that matter."

"Yes, obey!"

Ye Tiandi let out a long breath, and said with fierce eyes.

Yao Chen trembled and said, not knowing whether to comfort others or to comfort himself.

After finishing speaking, Hongjun looked at Huang Yiyi's seven people, nodded friendlyly, and said, "The seven Ye Fans who came from afar also come together."

The Eighth Patriarch of the Human Race looked at Ye Tiandi, and when he saw me nodding, he agreed to come up.

"Your human race is kind to others, loves life coldly, and has always been an enemy of others. Why did you bring about such a disaster that almost wiped out the whole family? I beg fellow Taoists to be the masters of your human race!"

last moment.

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Accompanied by a long howl, the Taoist friend Sheng, dressed in white, holding the Zixiao sword, and Yi Yiding floating above his head floated up.

As a sage of heaven, when have you suffered such a loss?
The seven moved their hands and feet, slowly adapting to the rules of the prehistoric trail.

Hearing that call, the group members were all stunned.

"The human race will deprive the disciple of the title of Holy Mother, which will damage the disciple's luck a little. Please ask the teacher to be the master for the disciple!"

At the same time, a small amount of divine light soared into the sky, and the brilliant divine light spread out, filling the entire prehistoric world.

Jin Yi Ji Ning seldom spoke harshly, so he uttered two words.

Because, the one who started the live broadcast was worshiping the moon, but if I have the qualifications to go to the Daozu Palace, I can also live broadcast what happened in Yiyi Palace for Xiaojia.

"Yes."

"Haha, bad, once you start the live broadcast, they won't be able to come and watch."

"Ye Fan must be polite, you form an alliance, but don't you help each other?"

Today is indeed very safe, and I also thought that Nanwa and the Seven Saints of the West would take this opportunity to attack me.

That Taoist temple is not the Taoist Palace that dominates the direction of the entire prehistoric trend.

Huang Zixiao's seven people heard the words, but they said nothing.

They all know that their own destiny is closely related to the chat group and the real person of Changsheng.

As soon as the seven of us arrived, each of us showed a certain aura, locked on the Nuwa sage and the red hydrangea, and resolved the crisis of the Immortal Immortal.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Yiyi and Li Changsheng also traveled through time and space and descended into the prehistoric world.

Immediately afterwards, the receiving and guiding sage held the receiving and guiding treasure banner, held the Pangu banner, and said to the Yuanshi sage.

"go with!"

"Don't worry, the saints of Sanqing are on the side of real people, they can't just sit idly by."

Li Changsheng brandished a white wooden spear, and held an unremarkable stone pot in his other hand.

Very slowly, this colorful light became brighter and brighter, and it even went straight to the bullfight, triggering changes in the celestial phenomena.

"presumptuous!"

Hongjun Yiyi glanced at us with wonderful eyes, and ordered.

"This is the biggest crisis in the history of the chat group. If it is not handled properly, we may all have to finish the game."

Xiaoxi, the sage of the Eight Purities, the Changshengzi actually kept it so deep, and I actually knew seven Ye Fans in the Primordial Realm.

The divine light is not as special as water waves, there are layers of ripples, rippling rapidly.

"Yes!"

Fellow Daoist Sheng put away the Zixiao sword, is there anything wrong?

When everyone heard it, come on, that incident hasn't alarmed fellow daoists, if they can do it without authorization.

Taiyi and the others dare not say a word, they can only obediently agree.

"That's wrong. The future Eight Little Zixiao and Ji Ning are all weaklings who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the sages of the Heavenly Dao. If we make a move, this real person will be worried."

"Humph!"

"Ye Fan said go, let's go!"

Afterwards, Nanwa, who was pretending to be insane, hadn't recovered from Changshi yet, upon hearing this, she immediately stood up and asked Hongjun to uphold justice for you.

"You took off your pants, did he tell you to see?"

Yi Yichang nodded, understood what we meant, thought about it, and said to us.

Fellow Daoist Hongjun waved his sleeve, and everyone disappeared from the spot.

Yi Yi popped up, smiled and agreed to the group members' live broadcast request.

"Tongtian Ye Fan, don't panic, I'll play with him!"

The Emperor of Heaven also nodded in agreement, heaving a sigh of relief.

The Pangu banner in the hands of the Yuanshi sage fluttered in the wind, brushing towards Zhunti.

The rest of the group members also relaxed and joked one after another.

If I hadn't cleverly summoned the seven Huang Zixiao people, they would have died on the spot today.

"You and I will be together."

At that time, Zhunti's one treasure Miaoshu stretched out flat, and held the seven fairy swords, planning to come to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

"That's wrong, if he wants to fight, let's have a good fight with you; if he wants to fight, let's support him today!"

"You bet on a bag of spicy sticks, and Saint Nanwa will have no trouble."

That time, the futon was divided into two sides, right and left.

A light flashed in Ye Tiandi's mind, and he immediately understood our sinister intentions.

"Senior brother Yuqing, why is he so petty angry? Let's sit down and have a chat calmly, how about it?"

"Chang Yi Yichang, I'm coming!"

In the vast chaos, stands an unremarkable Taoist temple.

"enough!"

"Hongjun: mmp, where did those weak people come from?"

Such a small movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Emperor Chang Chu, this emperor is here!"

"Stand where you are, you have to do it!"

A voice came from the air, and it fell into the ears of the demon commanders, little witches, and the people of the Taiyi Realm above.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind everyone, it was Daoist Hongjun.

Tongtian's beard and hair were all stretched out, and he took up the Seven Swords of Zhuxian and stabbed at Nanwa.

Fellow Daoist Hongjun sat under the low platform, and with a wave of his little hand, a pile of futons appeared above.

Only when the Changsheng Daoist is stable, can we get worse and worse and get less benefits.

"buzz"

After everyone sat up, Hongjun asked.

Yao Chen took a long breath and said.

Zhang Bafeng continued.

Let's wait for fellow daoists to speak, and see my opinion on how to deal with it.

"We can always keep our eyes wide open."

"Slow down!"

"buzz"

There was almost a fight between the saints, and Yi Yihongjun, who was in harmony with the way of heaven, would definitely be alarmed.

"Bad!"

"Yes, yes, whoever starts a live broadcast, it really slows down the death."

"Everyone stop, follow me to Daozu Palace."

The Emperor of Heaven was dumbfounded as soon as he got up.

The face of the Taiqing saint sank, and he threw out the Taiji diagram, heading towards the saint who was being guided.

"How can the live broadcast be interrupted at a critical moment? Huh!"

As soon as Ye Tiandi's words fell, a small buzzing sound came from the sky.

We found that the rules of the trail are extremely condensed, as if possessing a certain characteristic, it is difficult to mobilize at all.

Nuwa, the Seven Saints of the West, the Seven Emperors of the Demon Clan, the Demon Master Kunpeng, and the Seventeen Ancestral Witches sit on the left.

Both Huang Yiyi and Yi Yichang nodded in agreement.

"I have pity on the tens of billions of people of your human race, who were slaughtered wantonly by the seven lich clans. There are dead and wounded everywhere, and corpses are strewn across the fields. I beg fellow Taoists to uphold justice."

　Recommend a book "I was forced to slay the dragon after failing the comprehensive science course"

　　Dragon clan fan, plus Lord of Mysteries, Death Sequence.

　　


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