Chapter 943

Under the leadership of tianjizi, all members of daomeng entered the courtyard.

Everyone was seated.

The living room of the courtyard is spacious and not crowded.

"Li Daoyou."

Tianji son looked at Li Wuzhen and said solemnly, "this time you called me to come here, but the prediction about Tianji map?"

Li Wuzhen nodded and said in a deep voice, "I know you can't hide your fortune teller!"

"Huiyuan's great calamity, the spirit disappears."

"For thousands of years, Reiki has recovered."

"The gods show their holiness, and all the immortals are in the same world!"

Li Wuzhen looked around the crowd and said in a deep voice, "this is the final prediction of Tianji map!"

"Tianji diagram..." Tianji son gently stroked his long beard under his jaw and fell silent.

Look at its slightly dignified expression, we know that Tianji son is very cautious about this matter.

The prophecy of tianjitu is only handed down by the leader of Daoist League.

But tianfengzi and others don't know.

"Prophecy of heaven and earth?" Tianleizi's rough voice rang out, "is this kind of thing worth believing? After all, it was inferred by the ancients thousands of years ago. Maybe there are mistakes! "

"Heaven machine son smell speech facial expression a coagulate," do not rule out this kind of possibility, but be pitiful

"And the predictions before the Tianji map have been fulfilled one by one! This time, I believe, is no exception! "

"The old way is right," said Li Wuzhen! And it's not only the plan of heaven, but also the prophecy in the world of foreign practice. Although there are different details, they are the same and the same! "

Turn around and look at Ye Yu, and Li Wuzhen goes on, "younger martial brother, take out the fate slate fragment in your hand."

Ye Yu nodded at the sound, turned over his hand and took out the fragments of fate slate.

On the table in front of all the people, Ye Yu motioned, "this is the fragment of fate slate, which records the words of prophecy!"

Tianji son looked at the slate fragments on the table, on which he outlined a line of words with thin lines.

/>Seeing this line of writing, tianjizi looks like a condensate.

"This kind of writing... Seems to come from the same source as the one in St. Saia's hands!"

"Yes, this line of writing is the lost Maya!" Said Ye Yu in a deep voice.

"... the rebirth of fate has been opened, and the gods will return to their hometown. The next year of apocalypse is the coming of natural disasters!"

Ye Yu pointed to the Mayan characters on the slate and said, "that's the meaning of the translation!"

Tianji son looked at Ye Yu in surprise. "You know this kind of writing?"

Ye Yu shrugged and said casually, "coincidentally, there are few words I don't know."

"And the Maya, I just understood."

Tianji son looks at Ye Yu and his eyes are shining. "When will Li Wuzhen have another younger martial brother?"

Ye Yu looked at tianjizi calmly and said softly, "Wumeng Tianjian accepted the apprentice on behalf of the master. Don't you need to report with daomeng?"

Tianji son was slightly shocked, and then he laughed, "haha... It's the old way that is abrupt!"

Tianji son's eyes looked back at the slate fragments, and the smile in his eyes flashed away.

"Since it's a fragment on the slate of fate, I'm afraid that old Saint saya can't sit still!"

What tianjizi didn't know was that Saint saya had boarded a special plane to go to Gu state.

At the moment when the cabin door closed, Saint saya seemed to feel something.

A pair of silver gray eyes looked to the East, and Saint saya murmured, "my Lord is on it, the slate of destiny will be one again!"

At the same time, Bella Si, the head of the blood clan, in case of a bloody red skirt, boarded a gorgeous air plane with a cold look.

The plane is not only gorgeous in appearance.

Its interior is more luxurious and noble.

Bella Swan's long skirt, sitting in a comfortable seat, picked up a glass of red wine and put it on the tip of his nose.

"Take off quickly, I can't wait to see the master!"