Chapter 5385

Thinking like this, Tianji Jue said with a smile: "I just got the news from Muyun."

Hearing this, Dugu Ye immediately asked, "what's the matter with that boy?"

"In the ancient world of heaven's punishment, the Lin clan knew it. When the Lin clan wanted to catch him, the leader of the Mu Da Pavilion shot."

Hearing these words, Dugu ye said with a smile, "what's the state of smelly boy now?"

This question.

The eight trigrams stunned the Lord Tianji Jue.

What realm?

He really doesn't know!

"You're a divinator!"

I'm your mother!

Tianji Jue wants to curse.

Can everyone count?

Mu Qingyu, ye Yushi can't be counted.

God is not the emperor.

Mu Yun is even worse!

"What's the matter?"

Dugu ye asked, "can't you count?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, Dugu ye said strangely: "it's interesting. I asked you to count this and that. You can't count any of them over the years. What divination skill do you practice? Just hang yourself on the tree!"

"Slot!"

Tianji Jue got angry, stood up and said angrily, "God emperors, which can count? Once I count, I'll die."

"I can't count the one without heaven, and I'm also dead!"

"I can be a person who has no heaven and no land, but I have to pay a price."

"As for mu Yun... It's not a matter of fate, but..."

At this point, Tianji Jue suddenly shut up.

Dugu Ye looked up and said, "go on."

"Nothing, it can't count anyway."

Tianji Jue sat down and then said, "Alas, the new world, now all parties are on the stage. The gods and emperors are quiet, but the people under their hands are confused."

"You take people to my world secretly, and I take people to your world secretly."

In the first World War, he fought too hard.

This led to the collapse of the world.

Now the world gathers, but your people sleep and reincarnate in my world, and my people appear in your world.

It's a complete mess.

Therefore, the urgent task for all parties is to find their subordinates who have not died in the war in the past.

The Rulin people go to heaven to punish the ancient world and recover their branches. This is just the tip of the iceberg. All the world and all martial arts are doing this.

This is especially true for the ten ancient Protoss.

But in the face of all this, no one can help.

This chaos will not stop until all parties have found people.

Tianji Jue said with a smile, "I have nothing to do these days. I'll stay here with you, old man, to save you boredom."

Dugu Ye nodded.

He's really lonely, too.

The people in Taisui pavilion are all for him, which creates a sense of distance.

Seeing that he was unhappy, everyone thought about FA's flattery and flattered him, which made Dugu Ye look like a child.

In a flash, half a month passed.

On this day, a figure came striding in the valley.

He is dressed in a black robe, with long hair and waist, scattered behind his head, tall and strong.

His face is like a knife, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes have a breathtaking breath.

"Mu Xiaotian!"

When Tianji Jue saw the visitor, he was stunned and hurriedly said, "are you okay?"

Mu Xiaotian, dressed in black, shook his head and opened his clothes on his chest.

I saw the position of his chest, the flesh and blood wriggled, and there was a complicated Tao, which continued to destroy his flesh and blood, making the wound on his chest recover, crack, recover, crack and circulate continuously.

"The curse of the Futian God Emperor!"

Seeing this scene, Jue trembled more violently.

The eighteen gods are proud of the world.

Every God Emperor naturally has his own invincible divine power.

The curse of the Futian method is the divine skill of the Futian God Emperor.

Once in the flood and famine period, a magic spell came, and hundreds of millions of creatures disappeared in a world.

"You can force him to cast the curse of subduing heaven. It seems that this battle is earth shaking." Tianji Jue sighed.

Mu Xiaotian bared his teeth and said, "it really hurts!"

Hearing this, Tianji Jue looked strange.

"I think you are a schizophrenic warrior!" The secret of heaven Jue murmured.

Immediately, Mu Xiaotian said, "I'm going to close the door. If you need to contact ye Yunlan, this war is not for nothing!"

Dugu ye said sadly, "it's not for nothing. I've been beaten!"

"Old Ye's words are bad!" Mu Xiaotian said seriously, "this war will at least delay the dog's recovery for thousands of years."

"Moreover, I was cursed by his Futian Dharma, but from his attack, I can see the secret of heaven and find the way of God and Emperor!"

Dugu Ye was stunned when he said this.

Mu Xiaotian continued: "in the flood and famine period, there were only 18 gods. There were nine gods around Li canglan. I think it has a lot to do with creation and control."

"I don't know what Li canglan is going to do."

"But now that Lin Tianyuan is dead, it's equivalent to vacating a position. Among the top ten heavenly beings, I, ye Yunlan and Ji Ziyuan have the greatest chance."

"I have to do more with the God Emperor to see if I can spy on their secret. If I take this opportunity, I will step out and become the God Emperor..."

"The world pattern will have to change!"

The refined light flashed in Mu Xiao's eyes.

"Wait and see, mufutu, yushura and gupotuo, I have to fight with them!"

The words fell, and the figure of Mu Xiaotian flashed and disappeared.

Tianji Jue and Dugu Ye looked at each other.

"Lord Tianji, what is creation and control?"

“……”

Tianji Jue was stunned, and his expression seemed to say: do you think I know?

Dugu Ye waved his hand.

Forget it, forget it.

Go fishing!

Looking at the fish in the lake in front of him, Dugu Ye was very angry.

Fishing?

Catch a ghost!

Slot!

……

Ancient world in dog days.

Fu Tianjie.

Summer palace!

The Futian temple was originally built by the Futian God Emperor himself.

Sit down to the eight heavenly kings, the peak of the past years, famous in the world.

In the battle of canglan world, Wenjiang died and Gong Mingying died.

There are only six of the eight heavenly kings.

Several of them have not yet recovered their strength, and others have not yet returned.

Deep in the dark and chaotic hall.

Wu Fujun and Pu Tianyou, two heavenly kings, stand below, one left and one right.

In front of the two people, there was chaos and gradually restored Qingming.

A strange young man with white clothes and white hair sat on the condensed chair, with a side posture and a little white face.

"My Lord!"

"My Lord!"

Wu Fujun and Pu Tianyou bowed down one after another.

Lord Shendi fought with Mu Xiaotian for so long.

They don't know the result.

Without dog days, he sat on his side in a chair.

Gradually, the blood on the chair penetrated his waist clothes and fell to the ground. The ground of the main hall was soon covered with blood.

"My Lord!!!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Fujun and Pu Tianyou both trembled.

Lord God, are you hurt?