Chapter 1821

The emperor of heaven is only a few steps away from the heavenly palace, but he seems to be under heavy pressure. He is extremely hard-working, askew and askew. He seems to be drunk and may fall off the heavenly ladder at any time.

Whoops!

The power of belief between heaven and earth flows to the emperor like a tide, just like a long whale sucks water. It integrates the power of belief into itself and resists the inexplicable pressure.

Bang!

He took another step to a new level.

His realm is soaring rapidly. He is the cultivation of holy land. He is only one step away from becoming God. The distance before that is an insurmountable gap, which many generations have failed to cross.

Now it's different. He has hope.

He had firm eyes, clenched his teeth and growled.

Bang bang bang!

He even stepped out several steps in a row. His steps were more and more steady. His momentum was as strong as a rainbow, and he was furious.

Tang Zheng's eyes brightened with joy.

He is worthy of being the emperor of heaven and the descendants of the Fu family.

The emperor looked at Tang Zheng one step away. He took a deep breath and turned his body into a vacuum. His body expanded rapidly.

Boom!

He stood on the tiptop of his feet, like a shell, leaped over the last level of the ladder and landed heavily in front of the palace.

"Hahaha, Congratulations, you have finally boarded the heavenly palace. You are the second person in the world to climb the heavenly palace." Tang Zheng clapped the emperor on the shoulder and praised him.

The emperor gasped heavily, calmed down the mood of the waves, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, saying, "it's not easy to walk through the ladder you built."

"Of course, life is so difficult that everything is not easy." Tang Zheng nodded and pointed to the ladder stretching to the top of the Tianshan Mountain.

"I built this ladder to sharpen people's mind. Each level of ladder must resist the corresponding pressure in order to walk through it. Only in this way can cultivation be stable. Only when I ascend the heavenly palace, can I really have the hope of becoming a God. As for the ladder of heaven, it is a solid foundation for becoming God. "

The emperor nodded thoughtfully.

"I have ascended the heavenly palace, but my cultivation is still a holy land. Will I feel the way in the heavenly palace and become a God?"

"It is in this heavenly palace that I gather the power of faith in the world, which is more powerful than that in other places. You can make use of it, integrate yourself, break through the final limit and cross the final gap, then you can become a God." Tang Zheng said seriously.

The emperor's brow danced and said, "you have created a great event. From then on, this world will not be the same as before."

Tang Zheng said with a smile, "the human world used to be like a hunting ground. Human beings were captive prey. The protoss was superior and our master. Since then, human beings are their own masters, which is the right reason."

The emperor blinked excitedly and put up a complex mood. Compared with Tang Zheng, his pattern and cognition were too low.

All the people in the world were compared by Tang Zheng.

He is very pleased that his daughter has found such a home, so he can practice wholeheartedly and break through the final limit.

All of a sudden, a noise came from the ladder.

Tang Zheng's mind moved and his face changed slightly, like a gust of wind disappeared in the heaven palace.

The emperor of heaven was shocked and looked back quickly. He saw that there was a bit of confusion on the ladder. Many people were surrounded by him, and Fang's poems were in the middle.

She looked miserable, her hands on her stomach, panting.

Fang poetry is about to be produced.

The emperor of heaven was horrified. He could not care to enter the temple of heaven. Seeing that Tang Zheng had come to Fang Shishi's side, he could not help saying that he picked her up and walked towards the temple of heaven.

Fang's poetry is not good enough. When she climbs the remaining ladder, the pressure from the sky pours on her and blocks her progress.

Tang Zheng was ready to resist these pressures. Suddenly, a great energy burst out from the belly of Fang's poems, holding the pressure of the sky to death, and firmly protecting Fang's poems.

Tang Zheng was very surprised. He looked down at her abdomen, and the mighty energy came from the high and uplifted abdomen.

"Son, is that you?"

Tang Zheng was surprised and pleased. He never thought that a baby still in his stomach could have such energy. Moreover, it was his child.

Fang Shishi frowned and found this. His eyes were lowered and his eyes were on his stomach, which was beating slightly. That was the baby's fetal movement.

The emperor of heaven stood in front of the temple of heaven and saw the scene from the bottom of his eyes. There was a huge wave in his heart and he murmured: "the little baby has such divine power in his mother's belly. How magical is it after the birth? What kind of achievements will he achieve when he grows up?"

He can't imagine.

"Tang Zheng has become a God, and this child is the son of God."

He felt something in his heart and raised his legs abruptly. He did not know when there was a multicolored auspicious cloud above the heavenly palace. He did not know when it came together.

"The birth of the son of God, a natural vision.""Ah --"

all of a sudden, a heartbreaking cry resounded across the sky, interrupting the thoughts of all the people.

Fang's poems had already contracted, which made her miserable. This scream made other people's hearts ache.

"Poetry, hold on." Ye Dingdang rushes forward, however, one stumbles and lies on the ladder. It's hard to move forward.

Several other women tried to catch up, but failed without exception.

Wu Junshan and Lan Yu are in a state of great anxiety, but they can't catch up and help.

Tang Zheng's head did not return, and he said in a deep voice, "don't panic. If you have me, I will keep their mother and son safe."

Tang Zheng is not only highly skilled in medicine, but also powerful. Instead of panicking, he has to choose a place to have children.

The heavenly palace is the most suitable.

He didn't expect that Tiangong had just been built. Tiangong is the holy land of human cultivation. He didn't expect that Tiangong would become the delivery room first.

All the pressure on the ladder was blocked by the baby in the abdomen. The two men boarded the palace. The emperor hurriedly welcomed them up and said, "what do I need to do?"

Tang Zheng shook his head and said, "only to delay you, to guard outside the heavenly palace, and to produce poems in the heavenly palace first."

"Well, I'm here. No one can break in and disturb you."

Boom.

The gate of the heavenly palace opened slowly. After Tang Zheng and Fang Shi entered, they quickly closed the gate, isolating the emperor's sight.

The emperor was envious and looked at the colorful auspicious clouds gathering at the top of the palace.

As time went by, the heavenly palace and the ladder were silent. Everyone looked up to the heavenly palace and the colorful auspicious clouds.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a thunder in the colorful auspicious clouds, and a golden lightning came out of the clouds and disappeared in the heaven palace.

Then, the sun came down from the sky and bathed the heavenly palace. At last, the sun disappeared in the heavenly palace.

All kinds of visions came to the stage in turn, like a wonderful drama, which opened everyone's eyes.

In particular, several women are extremely envious. They all know that the birth of the son of God is extraordinary.

"Wow!"

All of a sudden, a baby's cry came from the heavenly palace, resounding through nine days, shaking the whole world.