Chapter 313

The bright bird integrated into the painting and was collected by Xiao Zhan. He was careful. His eyes were full of incredible.

Unexpectedly, Li Yixi's magical powers were so terrible that they could not kill. In front of Li Yixi's means, they were nothing. A mere painting destroyed all the dark earth, and the extremely powerful dark earth became history.

The appearance of the bright bird and the scenes of erasing the netherworld were taken in the eyes of some powerful beings. Almost all of these people have been recovering since these days. Naturally, they know that in ancient times, the netherworld was powerful, countless immortals came, and they failed to completely destroy the netherworld. At that time, when the carefree fairy king came, these people guessed that the netherworld was completely erased. What did they expect, After tens of thousands of years, I woke up and saw the friar of the netherworld again.

Even the carefree fairy king is unable to destroy the existence. Today, it is so simple to erase it. These people are extremely uncomfortable one by one. This is really beyond everyone's expectation.

In an ancient manor, the old woman suspended in the void took a deep breath at the moment. Until now, she recovered from the shock just now, closed her eyes, but said, "the establishment of the zhishengdao palace will be the celebration of the founding of the sect three days later. Choose the best disciples in the family and go to celebrate with heavy gifts."

The old woman is the one who wakes up these days. Before, she really didn't pay attention to the zhishengdao palace, even if she knew that Tang Lan, the old ancestor of the tool refining sect, Zhao Wu of the state of Zhao, and Tang Jingtian, the Jingtian sword saint of the Tianxing palace, were not dead. These people combined to form a force. The old woman also thought it was very ordinary and there was nothing worthy of her attention, but today, When the underworld came, she felt that when the zhishengdao palace was about to be destroyed, the result she saw was not what she had guessed, but that the zhishengdao palace killed the immortal underworld with the power of destroying the dead, which made the old woman calm down.

The old woman knows that neither Tang Lan nor Zhao Wu nor the Jingtian sword Saint Tang Jingtian can do it in the zhishengdao palace, and that power is completely different from those people's practice. It is the power of light. That terrible power can be controlled. The old woman is afraid of the person who controls it. Who is it? As for what the treasure was and how it came from, the old woman didn't pay attention to it, because the old woman didn't think it was created now. In her eyes, it may be a treasure left in the ancient times. Moreover, Xiao Zhan condensed the courage of the world and blessed it, which made the old woman very afraid. The strength of literature and Tao is not just talk.

A pen swings ten thousand demons, a pen breaks the past and the future.

One stroke of killing immortals, one roar of killing demons, and one book sealing heaven and earth, all the terrible things still reverberate in my mind. This is also the reason why the Xiaoyao fairy King joined hands with the strong in the fairy world, killed the strong in literature and Taoism, and cut off the inheritance of literature and Taoism. The Xiaoyao fairy king is afraid of the existence. She is just a mortal. How can she not be afraid.

"Wen Dao, are you going to recover?"

"The seal of the carefree fairy King continues to break. It seems that the world is no longer calm. Wendao is really difficult to kill. Are those terrible existence of Wendao going to return from that place?" The old woman at the moment, when she woke up, felt that her chance had come, but now she suddenly felt that ten thousand years later, perhaps she was still just a witness of the times.

Wen Dao is the protagonist of the times, from beginning to end.

In a mountain range, above the mountain range, there is a huge fairy mountain. Now on the fairy mountain, an old man with white hair and beard slowly retracted his eyes.

"Ancestor, what are you looking at?"

At the moment, in front of the old man with white hair and beard, an eight or nine year old doll looked at the old man with her back and expectation.

Here is your home.

Within hundreds of millions of miles, it is the territory of the king's family. The old man is also the strongest one who has just awakened. The ancestor of the king's family once had a peerless talent for longevity.

"Doll, do you want to see it?" At the moment, Jun Changsheng, after hearing the voice, his eyes fell on the little doll. A rare smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which was very soft. He was kind to his descendants who didn't know how many generations later.

"Jun Hao, meet my ancestors!"

At this moment, the head of the jun family comes and worships his ancestors. Jun Hao's strength is extremely strong and reaches the realm of divine fire. However, when looking at the elderly Jun's long life, his eyes are full of worship. In this era when the immortal road is cut off and the avenue is sealed by the carefree fairy king, he can practice to the realm of divine fire. The word Tianjiao is also very suitable to call him, However, Jun Hao's eyes towards Jun Changsheng are still incomparable worship, because Jun Changsheng is a legend of the jun family, but also because of the reason of Jun Changsheng, the blood of the jun family is so powerful.

Jun's family takes Jun as its surname. Their family was not this surname before. This surname shows that Jun's family was once prominent and detached.

The ancestor of the jun family, the most famous person in ancient times, can kill the existence of immortals with his body. Behind him, there is a sword to cut heaven's punishment and become immortals. At the moment, Jun Changsheng sighed, "are all your family born at the wrong time?"

At the moment, after Jun Hao appeared, a sense of helplessness and powerlessness appeared in his eyes.

"Our ancestors, your family, will be able to reign in the world again. We are the kings of the whole world." Jun Hao's eyes are full of unwilling and hot at the moment, and his look is very complex.

"King in the world?"

"You mean no God?" Jun Changsheng's eyes fell on the little doll, and a touch of heat appeared in his eyes.

"Well, there is no God in my family. When I was born, the purple Qi covered 30000 miles. I practiced the sword at the age of three, understood the meaning of the sword at the age of four, condensed the heart of the sword at the age of five, awakened the body of the Wuxiang sword at the age of seven, and reached the peak of the nine-year-old Shendan. It was unparalleled in the world. When my ancestors came out, the purple Qi was only 3000 miles." At the moment, Jun Hao is staring at the little doll in front of him. His grandson, Jun Wushen.

Jun Wushen was born with a purple atmosphere of 30000 miles, which was even more terrible than the vision when his ancestor Jun was born, so Jun Hao named the baby Wushen.

However, at the moment, when Jun Changsheng heard Jun Hao's words, the corners of his mouth just showed a look of expectation, not as excited as Jun Hao thought.

"Godlessness is the future of my family. Maybe it can become a star in this era!" Jun Changsheng sighed.

"Ancestors." At the moment, Jun Hao heard what Jun Changsheng said and wanted to continue. However, he was interrupted by Jun Changsheng's wave. Jun Changsheng touched Jun's godless cerebellar bag and said, "Jun Hao, godless, the old ancestors told you about the defeat in those years. Literature is invincible."