Another tall and thin warrior saint's step was stunned.
He said, "your mind is very dangerous. Can we speculate on the head of the great emperor of heaven?"
"Now that the prophecy has been fulfilled, we have to follow the established arrangements."
"In any case, when the emperor is born, our world will become better."
As soon as this is said.
The short fat martial sage stopped talking.
In the prophecy, there are various benefits after the birth of emperor emissary.
For example, it can better dispel the negative incense ghosts and get a better living environment.
For example, we can get resources from the extraterrestrial world to benefit all living beings.
What's more, they can get another kind of cultivation system of tianwai world and get the precious opportunity to break through the shackles of the world and reach the level of Wuxian!
After a few more steps, the short fat martial sage sighed: "I just hope that the future Emperor will treat our ChongTong clan well."
"Don't worry, the one who can be the first choice of the great emperor is of course the best."
Gao thin Wu Sheng smiles, but he doesn't have any conflict with the fact that visitors from other countries will act as emperor's envoys.
The two quickly put the sensitive topic aside and talked about deep-sea natural disasters...
at the same time.
The other 20 would-be emperor Wuxian teams.
Like Su Lang, they all had a certain understanding of the world.
Most importantly, each team was invited by the local martial saint to help fight against the deep-sea natural disaster.
However, most people's minds are always on the inheritance of the emperor's head.
Facing the martial saint of ChongTong nationality who came to invite him.
Wu Xian, the emperor to be, who wanted to be inherited, left the deep-sea natural disasters behind one after another.
They intimidated and induced these Aboriginal martial saints, trying to get the clue of emperor's inheritance.
But the martial sages of ChongTong clan did not know.
The members of each team are all Jiujie Wuxian and Zhun Di, who despise these Aboriginal martial saints of ChongTong nationality.
In addition, the world is filled with a dull and impetuous atmosphere.
Unable to get the clues they wanted, some Wuxian became angry.
However, people also know that the world is ruled by "the head of the great emperor of heaven".
So for the time being, they dare not fight against the aboriginal martial masters.
They can only endure their anger and drive away the martial saint of ChongTong nationality who came to seek help, and then continue to look for clues of inheritance.
There are three teams doing this.
The rest of the team, either looking at the face of the head of jiuzhuan Wudi, or trying to get closer to each other and continue to ask for clues, agreed to help resist the deep-sea natural disasters.
Anyway, the deep-sea natural disaster is just like that. The strongest ghost is just Wuxian level. You can kill it with a wave.
For a moment.
More than two hundred and nine plundered Wuxian and more than 20 would-be emperors joined in the fight against the deep-sea natural disasters.
This is probably the strongest lineup of ChongTong clan since the appearance of the deep-sea natural disaster!
Soon.
Two hours passed.
The sky, which was already gray, became darker at this moment.
The dull and irritable atmosphere is more and more strong, covering the whole world!
There were countless black shadows in the deep sea.
They are everywhere, just like a strange deep-sea monster, swimming out of the deep sea, floating up and rushing to the big ChongTong clan cities!
"My Lord!"
"Here they are
A warrior God of ChongTong clan came to Su Lang's quiet room and said eagerly, "Lord Levis, they have already dealt with the natural disaster!"
"I see."
Su Lang put down the materials in his hands, collected the cauldron stove, and walked out of the quiet room with a crowd of people.
Powerful momentum from Su Lang and the body of the body burst out, straight into the sky.
"My God!"
"This breath has surpassed the martial saint!"
"How strong are the adults in different worlds?"
The martial god who came to report the news instantly opened his mouth, and his chin almost fell off!
It's not only the warrior God who feels Su Lang's powerful momentum, but also the people in the holy city of the peninsula.
This strong breath, which is completely different from the natural disaster, is like a pipe of cardiotonic, which is injected into the hearts of all ChongTong clan warriors.