Chapter 292

The land of the East is silent.

For a long time.

The golden light over the South Tianmen gate, as well as the one that made all people on the earth feel frightened and trembled, and a sense of awe came out of his heart.

Finally fade away.

But everyone.

But I can't get back to God from that scene and the sound of shaking.

He still kept his head up, his eyes straight, his mouth wide open, and his face full of astonishment and amazement.

A breeze.

Across the East.

Everyone is petrified.

All immortals of heaven.

The same is true.

They were shocked and inconceivable, but compared with the monks in the world below, they felt a little more sigh.

None of them thought of it.

Just five years.

The 11-year-old girl, an qianmeng, was born just now. She had not only increased her accomplishments, but also had a trace of prestige.

In front of that.

They know.

Even if there is no inside information of ordinary people, that can make it become a strong one among the monks.

But the strong are easy to live.

Mood.

Temperament.

Gas field.

These three things are very difficult for a strong monk to master, not to mention the existence of the Lord of heaven. The three things are more important than the immortals.

But who ever thought.

Just at that moment, they can fully feel that an emperor and a godless one are born!

But.

That little bit of awe.

But they feel a little familiar, a little like The Lord of heaven in ancient times - Haotian!

"Erlang, do you feel..."

Before the words of Monkey King, the great sage of heaven, had been finished, Yang Jian, the real king of Xiansheng, interrupted him.

"Are you, also want to say, this trace of imperious power breath, is very similar to the emperor Haotian?"

Looking at monkey king with the same dull face.

Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, also felt his heart throbbing and his face shaking.

The relationship between an qianmeng and Emperor Haotian.

No one knows except them, jiulingyuansheng and their disciples.

Five years.

They have all kinds of guesses that an qianmeng may be the offspring of emperor Haotian's self proclaimed. In this life, the eight prisons and nine turns town emperor field appeared on the earth, making the self proclaimed offspring's consciousness devote to an qianmeng.

Or.

An qianmeng may be emperor Haotian, a reincarnated disciple.

But now it seems.

I'm afraid that all of these guesses are quite wrong. We can see from the just glimmer of Diwei.

In their eyes, an, who was only a teenager and was extremely immature, had absolutely more to do with emperor Haotian.

This moment.

Sun Wukong, the great sage of Qitian, and Yang Jian, the real emperor of Xiansheng, suddenly looked at each other, as if they had thought of something. Suddenly, their eyes light slightly coagulated, their mouths were wide, their faces were shocked, and they said with one voice:

"no No, she is the reincarnation of emperor Haotian, right

The voice falls.

In an instant.

The towering and majestic gate of Nantianmen is silent. When a slender, tall figure in a purple skirt, with a calm face, walked out of the gate slowly.

This moment.

That purple skirt figure.

In the eyes of Monkey King and Yang Jian, the great sage of Qitian, they seemed to overlap with someone for a moment. Their eyes were confused and murmured:

"emperor Haotian, go back It's back. "

……

All monks in the world below.

There's no right to know that.

But one thing.

They are very clear.

Five years ago, in their mind, the new God of heaven, who is still only 16-year-old girl an shallow Meng.

Now it's born.

It has reached the point where all the immortals in the heaven can look up to, and even make the monks below tremble.

Many royal families.

Looking at the direction of Jinling's settlement, they all saw the color of envy that couldn't be restrained at all.

Settle down.

It's really a chance that has been accumulated for thousands of years.

The youngest of his own.

In one leap, he became the Supreme Lord of heaven. After that, he settled down and became the first group on earth!

But.

For settling in at the moment.

No matter it's an Feng or an Youbing, when they are excited and excited, they take away a little palpitation.

They settled down.

Today's identity.

Although no one can compare with them, even the celestial beings may treat each other with courtesy when they see them.

But after all.

They are just a small emperor level family. The strongest one in the family is anyushu, the emperor level ancestor of their own family.

But for the world today.

Just barely stepped into the ancient immortal.

Although ancient immortals.

In the whole oriental land, it is the strong in the eyes of countless people, but in the whole galaxy, especially as the relatives of the Lord of heaven, it is too shabby.

An Feng is an shallow Meng's own father.

Now.

Both happy and worried, especially when everyone settled down and heard that Chu Lingxiao changed his name to an Hong, there was even a trace of helplessness on his face.

Although I don't know Chu Lingxiao.

It's intentional.

Or not.

But now they know that in the future, there will be no one who is the youngest in the family, an jianmeng, or the youngest sister or daughter who is simple and innocent in their eyes.

Only the Lord of heaven.

Anhong!

There is no choice.

After a long time, the atmosphere of the whole residence became very dull. As the head of the family, an Feng sighed: "in the future, who is going to fight..." In her name, you should know what the consequences are. "

So big a home.

Echoing these words, all of us could not help looking at each other and nodding in silence.

In fact, everyone's heart.

All have different careful thinking.

But no one dare to cross the border easily.

At the same time.

Inside huangzu base.

There was also a burst of hearty laughter.

Zhao Hengren and other people of the imperial rank are all facing an old fairy who looks and looks like a middle-aged man. He walked over and clapped his shoulder.

"Yushu, you have a good daughter."

"My descendant, Ning Yu, has just become a disciple of Yang Jian, the real king of Xiansheng. When you settled down, you came out with the Lord of heaven."

"To be honest, five years ago, we all had some doubts, but now your family..."

An emperor granted figure who reached the ancient immortals, wanted to talk and stopped, and finally just looked at him with a trace of envy, patted the old ancestor's shoulder.

All the royalty.

It's the envy of an Yushu, the founder of the family. The real Lord of heaven is different from five years ago.

Just.

The founder of the family was content with practice, but he looked at the Dharma handed down from the heaven and felt a wry smile and helplessness on his face.

"Let me join the Tianting, it's a chance that can't be mended for several generations. But when I think of it, my ancestors will kneel down every day to worship that..."

Say last.

Only a helpless sigh remained.

Deep in the south gate.

Her face became more holy. She sat there with her knees crossed, just like the queen in the fairyland. Her skin was like snow, and her whole body was full of noble and cold breath of longbingyao.

All of a sudden.

Light voice, let dragon Bingyao, like a cat in the middle of the tail, delicate body trembled for a while, ice pure, inviolable face, full of crimson.

"When are you going to pretend?"