Chapter 4814

Under his decision, Chen Qing stayed in the territory for six days.

Since Chunqiu and Cui Jing stole many unique pills sealed by Emperor liuya on the way, they were promoted to varying degrees and achieved the position of Yanxian. It was only a matter of time, so they also let them stay.

This time I went to Da Mitian under the control of Childe Jiu. Jianwushuang only decided to move forward with Diqing.

After making a decision, he went to the square outside the hall to recuperate and recover.

Chen Qing and others also adjusted their own interest rates. Since the collapse of North Tianxian Prefecture, the trauma to them is so heavy that they have not recovered their strength after returning to the six-day territory.

The unparalleled strength of the sword would not have recovered to its peak if it had not been inherited by the six crow emperor.

Now he said that he was recuperating and recovering. In fact, he has begun to explore the six crow Heavenly Emperor letter in his divine consciousness.

Diqing followed him step by step, and the desire in his eyes almost overflowed.

Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, didn't care about him, and began to explore liuya Tiandi's text.

Di Qing also became nervous and concentrated, even more nervous than him.

At this time, the sword that seemed to be settled by the old monk was unparalleled. Suddenly, a sentence came slowly, "what's the relationship between you and childe Mo?"

"Ah?..." Di Qing was stunned, and then he reacted a moment later. After meditating for a while, he said.

"In fact, we have some kind of interest relationship, but we are far from friends. After all, we all get what we need."

Speaking of this, di Qing felt his nose awkwardly, "he wants my protection, and I just want some of his emperor's luck."

"Son, the emperor father of Mo? What do you want to do there? " The sword peerless looked at him.

Diqing didn't hide anything, "every other Chinese year, childe Mo will give me a ray of real Wuyang emperor's luck for me to understand, but the effect is very little. I'm still trapped in the position of jiuzhuan. It's difficult to understand the mysterious emperor's luck."

The sword is matchless. When he hears the speech, he says again, "is the emperor on the nine turn Dayan immortal?"

Diqing shook his head. "The emperor also belongs to the realm of Dayan immortals, but Dayan immortals are not equal to the emperor. It can even be said that they exist completely with the emperor."

"If you want to be an emperor, you must understand and derive your own imperial Qi. Only then can you create a heavenly court and control the roads of countless heavenly regions."

"I've been trapped in jiuzhuan Dayan immortal for a long time, so long that I'm about to forget the beginning."

His eyes flashed with fatigue, "if I don't say, I'm afraid you won't believe that I'm in the same era as zhenwuyang, the emperor of this big division."

"But when he was in the fifth turn of Dayan Xian, he understood and derived the emperor's luck, and I have been trapped in the ninth turn for many years, but I still stagnated. I didn't even realize a trace of luck."

At this point, he sighed.

After hearing this, jianwushuang probably understood something, and said slowly, "in the process of cultivation, until the end, what you practice is only the perception and control of heaven and Qi. These mysterious things are far from being understood with talent. The only thing you can do is to understand and be appropriate. Although what I said is a little empty, this is the fact."

"Your way and your luck may emerge in your heart one day in the future."

Diqing was silent. He began to aftertaste the meaning of jianwushuang's words and seemed to be thinking about something.

Jianwushuang stopped talking, fell into meditation and began to conquer the six crow Heavenly Emperor text in divine knowledge.

This six crow emperor's article is the last inheritance of the six crow emperor's perception. It is absolutely impossible to say that the sword is unparalleled and unmoved.

He has a kind of intuition. Even if he realizes one point, it will be an earth shaking change for now.

But understanding this kind of thing is not a treat to dinner. Of course, it contains unknown variables.

This is the first time that Jian unparalleled touches the avenue belonging to the emperor. Naturally, he is also very nervous.

In the divine sense, the six crow emperor's text presents a unique Huaze, which makes people feel a sense of awe and pilgrimage, and even reveals a breath of looking forward to the past.

The sword is unparalleled and incarnates in an empty form, walking in his divine knowledge of heaven.

After nearly ten million years of practice, he has grown step by step from the micro to the present. His divine consciousness has reached perfection at the ancestral level and has become a sea of endless changes.

In his vast divine consciousness, he can go to the corner he wants to go in a moment.

The six Raven Emperor Wen occupied more than half of the space in his divine consciousness, like a bird sleeping in the clouds.

The closer to the feeling, an unbearable heat swept through, burning the clothes worn by the unparalleled virtual shadow of the sword and exposing a solid chest.

After the reconstruction of his broken arm by the six crow emperor, a terrible smell surged under the skin of his whole arm, as if dark cyan blood was flowing.

At the same time, jianwushuang also felt that in the divine power universe, the ancestral Phoenix blood left by Fengqi, the old ancestor of the Phoenix family, had become full from the original decline.

Everything seems to be done by the figurative six crow Heavenly Emperor.

The sword peerless essence bared his chest, and the long hair tied behind him also broke the band, flying in the air, and the lofty divine patterns flowed in the hair.

He walked slowly forward, facing the hazy cloud that fell asleep and looked at the past and touched it with a finger.

In an instant, the mountain and sea dust disappeared, the sun withered, and the whole divine knowledge set off an immeasurable trend in the sky.

Then the hazy cloud materialized a bird.

Dark cyan birds have hexagonal heads. Each corner is of different colors, magnificent and mysterious.

It opened its eyes, and the pure golden pupil seemed to see through the sword in an instant.

The four eyes were opposite, as if separated by a whole era, with a desolate and ancient silence, which made him unbearable. He felt that every cell and pore around him was like a heavy pressure and began to fall apart.

"Go back, this is not the luck you can control now. You can have it only when the sea becomes dust and the disaster is coming."

The hexagonal bird with hundreds of millions of feathers looked at the unparalleled sword and said the truth.

At the moment, the sword is unparalleled. It's hard to say. It stops in place and can't move at all. The whole body is completely captured by that breath.

Wisps of sentimental breath like silk and fog all desperately want to get into his body. At the moment, he just can't run if he wants to run.