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As soon as he arrived, he became the focus of attention.
The saints obviously recognized each other's identity. They were shocked in their hearts, and there was a trace of surprise between their eyebrows.
I didn't expect that such a living fossil would appear today.
"I've met Mr. Miao Xuan."
What's more surprising is that many saints show respect for each other.
But Lintian frowned.
Before, when he was besieged, the old man didn't show up. Seeing that he had the advantage, he stepped in and wanted to resolve the conflict. How could there be such a good thing in the world?
Just at this time, a voice suddenly came from his ear: "boy, this is Mr. miaoxuan from Shenji Pavilion, the place of seclusion. He is an old antique who has lived for many years. The inside information is extremely frightening. Even if I wait in front of them, I can only regard myself as a younger generation."
Shenji Pavilion!
Lintian had also heard that this holy land was regarded as one of the most mysterious holy places in the ancient wasteland, and it rarely appeared in the world.
Shenji Pavilion is good at deducing the general trend of heaven and earth and divining good and bad fortune.
For example, in the struggle for the coming of the great world, the emergence of juetongzhi, and the end of juetongzhi, Shenji pavilion has predicted in advance and released information to the outside world.
Similarly, the heirs of Shenji Pavilion were also regarded as "the swordsmen and painters in the field of practice". They were in charge of the spring and Autumn Annals and the Qing history books, recording the ancient and modern Qing history and remembering the changes of time and events.
Almost all the people who can be remembered by them are the world-famous people in the history.
It is said that there is a "star record" in Shenji Pavilion, which records a legendary figure since ancient times.
Even if the ancient wasteland is extinct, these star records will live forever in the years and will not be obliterated. As long as they are returned, they will be remembered again!
At present, the old man, who is called "Mr. Miao Xuan", comes from Shenji Pavilion. It's not surprising that he will make the saints present respect him.
Although he knew this, Lintian's attitude remained unchanged. He said, "master, if you come to stop the killing, please forgive me. No matter who comes today, it won't work."
The saints are cold and gloomy. This son is really arrogant!
Mr. miaoxuan sighed and said, "little friend, I know you are angry, but Today, four true saints have fallen, which is a great loss to the whole ancient wasteland. I hope you will step back and let it go. "
Lintian didn't change his face: "if they died, it would be the loss of the ancient wasteland. If I died today, what should I do? Master, you have a kind heart. I have a will to kill you. You don't have to persuade me any more. "
What he said was extremely impolite, which made the distant people laugh. They were all shocked. In the ancient wasteland, there were not many people who dared to talk to Mr. Miao Xuan like this!
"Xiaoyou, you have entered the realm of Jue Ding. You must know that in the ancient times, there were countless sages fighting against the foreign enemies of the eight regions. Now, although the ancient wasteland is in the splendor of the world, it is also accompanied by a great crisis, which is likely to repeat the war of the eight regions."
Mr. Miao Xuan was not irritated at all. He spoke softly and earnestly.
"At that time, only our generation of monks can stand up for all living beings in the ancient wasteland, and saints, as the peak of the world, can exert enough power to change the overall situation."
"Every time you lose one, you will lose one point of your strength to resist foreign enemies. I hope you will think twice."
There was no threat in these words, but he knew it with emotion, moved it with reason, and did not oppress Lintian with identity.
However, this made Lintian frown more and more seriously, and said: "such a group of selfish, arrogant and shameless old animals, even a young generation of me can't tolerate them. Do you expect them to be able to stand out for all living beings in the world in the future?"
In a word, the present Shangye, xiahouxue those saints scold the bloody shower head!
It made them all angry and look more gloomy and bad.
"Boy, we respect Mr. miaoxuan. We don't bother to argue with you. Do we really think we can't be afraid of you?"
The summer Marquis's blood looks very bright.
"It's just the seven calamities of longevity. The power you used will eventually dissipate. At that time, I'll see who can save you!"
Mo Kong's words are like swords.
Others, too, have been killed. They are completely at ease, because the arrival of Mr. Miao Xuan gives them an opportunity.
As long as the time goes on, the power Lintian borrowed will dissipate more quickly, which will be more beneficial to them!
Similarly, since Mr. Miao Xuan had come, how could he have watched Lintian go wild again?
With a glance, Lintian saw through the minds of these saints. He immediately sneered and said calmly, "master, you can see what the faces of these old dogs are. If you stop me again, you will be my enemy!"
The sound is sonorous, and there is a sound!
As soon as the voice fell, Lintian did not hesitate. He pulled the bow and string, and aimed at Mokong in the distance."You dare!"
All the saints in the field were angry. In front of Mr. miaoxuan, he dared to commit a crime. It was lawless.
They couldn't help but look at each other. Lintian's courage was beyond their imagination.
Lintian looked cold. The ferocious and ferocious spirit bow composed of white bones and skeletons was full of bowstring.
The blue Mo Li arrow, which stirs the wind and thunder, has been put on it.
Between the heaven and the earth, the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly replaced by a kind of killing gas.
Everything shows that Lintian doesn't plan to stop fighting and refuses Mr. Miao Xuan's proposal!
"My little friend, I just want to ask, when the battle of the nine realms comes, all the people in this world are in deep water, and they are likely to die. What choice will you make?"
Suddenly, Mr. miaoxuan asked questions with a loud voice, which reached the heart of the people.
"When I pour out my nest, there will be no end of eggs. At that time, I will kill the enemies of the eight regions with all my knowledge."
Lintian said without hesitation.
At that time, after witnessing the deeds of "taixuan sword emperor", "Xuankong ghost king", "wujinzhan emperor" and "Xingjia Saint Buddha", he was deeply touched and made great wishes.
If there is a big disaster, he will not stand by!
"Ridiculous. How dare you, a little mole ant who lives seven years, say such a big word?"
It's ridiculous that all the saints sneer. If the foreign enemies of the eight regions invade, there must be many great enemies at the level of saints.
This son's own strength is not good, but he clamors to kill nine heaven and kill the enemy. It's too arrogant.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mr. Miao Xuan nodded: "OK, little friend, please remember what you said today, I believe you."
Having said that, his Confucian robe fluttered, his figure had left the battlefield, and he sat in the far distance out of thin air. He unloaded the book basket behind him, took out a book from it, sat down in awe, and said nothing more.
No!
There was a thump in the saint's heart. He didn't understand. Because of Lin Xun's words, Mr. Miao Xuan decided not to be involved in this matter and planned to stand by!
Is Lintian heavier than all the saints in his heart?
Thank you for your help
At this moment, Lintian really believed that Mr. miaoxuan was a person who really cared about the world, not to favor those saints!
Only such a senior is worthy of the respect of all saints in the world!
This style also made Lintian believe that there was no lack of people like those sages in the ancient times!
Collapse!
Without any hesitation, Lintian's powerful arrow suddenly burst out.
The suspended battle continues to recur at this moment.
In the field, the sky and the earth are dim, the sun and the moon are dim, and the murderous Qi is like the Milky way of nine days, running through heaven and earth.
"Kill
How can those saints wait to die and attack without hesitation.
Unfortunately, they did not wait for Lin Xun's power to decline. In other words, from the moment of fighting, they underestimated the power Lin Xun borrowed.
Even the distant smile didn't belong to them. They all guessed it wrong. They thought that what Lintian borrowed was the power of Saint Wang.
Why should we go back to the world together!
It's the power of killing the living beings, but it's left by a saint Buddha who has the power of the great emperor. Isn't it unusual?
The sage king stands on the top of all saints.
And the emperor is above all saints!
Emperor Cheng is a mountain that countless saints and kings in ancient and modern times are eager to climb, lofty and ethereal, almost legendary.
If you can't even kill some real saints, is it the power of the emperor?
Only Fazheng had guessed the power of Lintian from the blow of the kingdom of Buddha in his hand. But when he wanted to remind him, he was ambushed.
Poof!
In the battlefield, just a moment later, Mokong was shot and killed. His body was smashed and his body and spirit were destroyed. Before he died, he roared angrily.
In the distance, Mr. miaoxuan, sitting in the void with his knees crossed, sighed in his heart and did not lift his head. Holding the spring and Autumn Annals, he wrote in the book of Qing History: "in the tenth year of the great world, eight thousand miles away from xuesang City, the saints wanted to cut down the forest, triggering a bloody battle that could shake ancient and modern times."
"In the battle, some true saints, such as Wu xiutong, kuya of Tongtian Jianzong, Fazheng of dizang temple, Gou Zhenshan of Heiyan Tiangou clan, fell down one after another, and died under the power of emperor Tao borrowed by Lintian, which caused the tragedy of heaven."
"If I want to resolve the conflict, who knows that Lintian's heart has been determined to kill him, and there is no way to reverse it. Considering this, I have to make a choice. "
" I only hope that this son will reappear the style of the ancient sages in the future and seek for the future of the ancient wasteland. "
When he wrote about this, Mr. Miao Xuan sighed softly and continued to write: "after that, the Mokong of the spirit mountain of ten thousand beasts fell..."
When he looked into the field, he saw that Lintian was holding a wordless pagoda. He was so brave that he came down from the sky and smashed the blood of Xiahou, who was a member of the moon worship sect. His body was blown apart, and the picture was bloody.He bowed his head, looked not sad and not happy, straight waist and spine, writing fast, wrote in the history book: "worship the moon, teach Xiahou blood, then fall."
In the distance, the war continues and the world is in chaos.
Here, a history book, a spring and autumn pen, records all this.
It suddenly occurred to Mr. Miao Xuan that if all living beings knew about the first World War, which was remembered in the history of Qing Dynasty, what would they say about it?
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As soon as he arrived, he became the focus of attention.
The saints obviously recognized each other's identity. They were shocked in their hearts, and there was a trace of surprise between their eyebrows.
I didn't expect that such a living fossil would appear today.
"I've met Mr. Miao Xuan."
What's more surprising is that many saints show respect for each other.
But Lintian frowned.
Before, when he was besieged, the old man didn't show up. Seeing that he had the advantage, he stepped in and wanted to resolve the conflict. How could there be such a good thing in the world?
Just at this time, a voice suddenly came from his ear: "boy, this is Mr. miaoxuan from Shenji Pavilion, the place of seclusion. He is an old antique who has lived for many years. The inside information is extremely frightening. Even if I wait in front of them, I can only regard myself as a younger generation."
Shenji Pavilion!
Lintian had also heard that this holy land was regarded as one of the most mysterious holy places in the ancient wasteland, and it rarely appeared in the world.
Shenji Pavilion is good at deducing the general trend of heaven and earth and divining good and bad fortune.
For example, in the struggle for the coming of the great world, the emergence of juetongzhi, and the end of juetongzhi, Shenji pavilion has predicted in advance and released information to the outside world.
Similarly, the heirs of Shenji Pavilion were also regarded as "the swordsmen and painters in the field of practice". They were in charge of the spring and Autumn Annals and the Qing history books, recording the ancient and modern Qing history and remembering the changes of time and events.
Almost all the people who can be remembered by them are the world-famous people in the history.
It is said that there is a "star record" in Shenji Pavilion, which records a legendary figure since ancient times.
Even if the ancient wasteland is extinct, these star records will live forever in the years and will not be obliterated. As long as they are returned, they will be remembered again!
At present, the old man, who is called "Mr. Miao Xuan", comes from Shenji Pavilion. It's not surprising that he will make the saints present respect him.
Although he knew this, Lintian's attitude remained unchanged. He said, "master, if you come to stop the killing, please forgive me. No matter who comes today, it won't work."
The saints are cold and gloomy. This son is really arrogant!
Mr. miaoxuan sighed and said, "little friend, I know you are angry, but Today, four true saints have fallen, which is a great loss to the whole ancient wasteland. I hope you will step back and let it go. "
Lintian didn't change his face: "if they died, it would be the loss of the ancient wasteland. If I died today, what should I do? Master, you have a kind heart. I have a will to kill you. You don't have to persuade me any more. "
What he said was extremely impolite, which made the distant people laugh. They were all shocked. In the ancient wasteland, there were not many people who dared to talk to Mr. Miao Xuan like this!
"Xiaoyou, you have entered the realm of Jue Ding. You must know that in the ancient times, there were countless sages fighting against the foreign enemies of the eight regions. Now, although the ancient wasteland is in the splendor of the world, it is also accompanied by a great crisis, which is likely to repeat the war of the eight regions."
Mr. Miao Xuan was not irritated at all. He spoke softly and earnestly.
"At that time, only our generation of monks can stand up for all living beings in the ancient wasteland, and saints, as the peak of the world, can exert enough power to change the overall situation."
"Every time you lose one, you will lose one point of your strength to resist foreign enemies. I hope you will think twice."
There was no threat in these words, but he knew it with emotion, moved it with reason, and did not oppress Lintian with identity.
However, this made Lintian frown more and more seriously, and said: "such a group of selfish, arrogant and shameless old animals, even a young generation of me can't tolerate them. Do you expect them to be able to stand out for all living beings in the world in the future?"
In a word, the present Shangye, xiahouxue those saints scold the bloody shower head!
It made them all angry and look more gloomy and bad.
"Boy, we respect Mr. miaoxuan. We don't bother to argue with you. Do we really think we can't be afraid of you?"
The summer Marquis's blood looks very bright.
"It's just the seven calamities of longevity. The power you used will eventually dissipate. At that time, I'll see who can save you!"
Mo Kong's words are like swords.
Others, too, have been killed. They are completely at ease, because the arrival of Mr. Miao Xuan gives them an opportunity.
As long as the time goes on, the power Lintian borrowed will dissipate more quickly, which will be more beneficial to them!
Similarly, since Mr. Miao Xuan had come, how could he have watched Lintian go wild again?
With a glance, Lintian saw through the minds of these saints. He immediately sneered and said calmly, "master, you can see what the faces of these old dogs are. If you stop me again, you will be my enemy!"
The sound is sonorous, and there is a sound!
As soon as the voice fell, Lintian did not hesitate. He pulled the bow and string, and aimed at Mokong in the distance."You dare!"
All the saints in the field were angry. In front of Mr. miaoxuan, he dared to commit a crime. It was lawless.
They couldn't help but look at each other. Lintian's courage was beyond their imagination.
Lintian looked cold. The ferocious and ferocious spirit bow composed of white bones and skeletons was full of bowstring.
The blue Mo Li arrow, which stirs the wind and thunder, has been put on it.
Between the heaven and the earth, the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly replaced by a kind of killing gas.
Everything shows that Lintian doesn't plan to stop fighting and refuses Mr. Miao Xuan's proposal!
"My little friend, I just want to ask, when the battle of the nine realms comes, all the people in this world are in deep water, and they are likely to die. What choice will you make?"
Suddenly, Mr. miaoxuan asked questions with a loud voice, which reached the heart of the people.
"When I pour out my nest, there will be no end of eggs. At that time, I will kill the enemies of the eight regions with all my knowledge."
Lintian said without hesitation.
At that time, after witnessing the deeds of "taixuan sword emperor", "Xuankong ghost king", "wujinzhan emperor" and "Xingjia Saint Buddha", he was deeply touched and made great wishes.
If there is a big disaster, he will not stand by!
"Ridiculous. How dare you, a little mole ant who lives seven years, say such a big word?"
It's ridiculous that all the saints sneer. If the foreign enemies of the eight regions invade, there must be many great enemies at the level of saints.
This son's own strength is not good, but he clamors to kill nine heaven and kill the enemy. It's too arrogant.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mr. Miao Xuan nodded: "OK, little friend, please remember what you said today, I believe you."
Having said that, his Confucian robe fluttered, his figure had left the battlefield, and he sat in the far distance out of thin air. He unloaded the book basket behind him, took out a book from it, sat down in awe, and said nothing more.
No!
There was a thump in the saint's heart. He didn't understand. Because of Lin Xun's words, Mr. Miao Xuan decided not to be involved in this matter and planned to stand by!
Is Lintian heavier than all the saints in his heart?
Thank you for your help
At this moment, Lintian really believed that Mr. miaoxuan was a person who really cared about the world, not to favor those saints!
Only such a senior is worthy of the respect of all saints in the world!
This style also made Lintian believe that there was no lack of people like those sages in the ancient times!
Collapse!
Without any hesitation, Lintian's powerful arrow suddenly burst out.
The suspended battle continues to recur at this moment.
In the field, the sky and the earth are dim, the sun and the moon are dim, and the murderous Qi is like the Milky way of nine days, running through heaven and earth.
"Kill
How can those saints wait to die and attack without hesitation.
Unfortunately, they did not wait for Lin Xun's power to decline. In other words, from the moment of fighting, they underestimated the power Lin Xun borrowed.
Even the distant smile didn't belong to them. They all guessed it wrong. They thought that what Lintian borrowed was the power of Saint Wang.
Why should we go back to the world together!
It's the power of killing the living beings, but it's left by a saint Buddha who has the power of the great emperor. Isn't it unusual?
The sage king stands on the top of all saints.
And the emperor is above all saints!
Emperor Cheng is a mountain that countless saints and kings in ancient and modern times are eager to climb, lofty and ethereal, almost legendary.
If you can't even kill some real saints, is it the power of the emperor?
Only Fazheng had guessed the power of Lintian from the blow of the kingdom of Buddha in his hand. But when he wanted to remind him, he was ambushed.
Poof!
In the battlefield, just a moment later, Mokong was shot and killed. His body was smashed and his body and spirit were destroyed. Before he died, he roared angrily.
In the distance, Mr. miaoxuan, sitting in the void with his knees crossed, sighed in his heart and did not lift his head. Holding the spring and Autumn Annals, he wrote in the book of Qing History: "in the tenth year of the great world, eight thousand miles away from xuesang City, the saints wanted to cut down the forest, triggering a bloody battle that could shake ancient and modern times."
"In the battle, some true saints, such as Wu xiutong, kuya of Tongtian Jianzong, Fazheng of dizang temple, Gou Zhenshan of Heiyan Tiangou clan, fell down one after another, and died under the power of emperor Tao borrowed by Lintian, which caused the tragedy of heaven."
"If I want to resolve the conflict, who knows that Lintian's heart has been determined to kill him, and there is no way to reverse it. Considering this, I have to make a choice. "
" I only hope that this son will reappear the style of the ancient sages in the future and seek for the future of the ancient wasteland. "
When he wrote about this, Mr. Miao Xuan sighed softly and continued to write: "after that, the Mokong of the spirit mountain of ten thousand beasts fell..."
When he looked into the field, he saw that Lintian was holding a wordless pagoda. He was so brave that he came down from the sky and smashed the blood of Xiahou, who was a member of the moon worship sect. His body was blown apart, and the picture was bloody.He bowed his head, looked not sad and not happy, straight waist and spine, writing fast, wrote in the history book: "worship the moon, teach Xiahou blood, then fall."
In the distance, the war continues and the world is in chaos.
Here, a history book, a spring and autumn pen, records all this.
It suddenly occurred to Mr. Miao Xuan that if all living beings knew about the first World War, which was remembered in the history of Qing Dynasty, what would they say about it?
-
PS: plus more! No nonsense, just want to thank friends for their support, thank you for always supporting Tianjiao!
As soon as he arrived, he became the focus of attention. The saints obviously recognized each other's identity. They were shocked in their hearts, and there was a trace of surprise between their eyebrows. I didn't expect that such a living fossil would appear today. "I've met Mr. Miao Xuan." What's more surprising is that many saints show respect for each other. But Lintian frowned. Before, when he was besieged, the old man didn't show up. Seeing that he had the advantage, he stepped in and wanted to resolve the conflict. How could there be such a good thing in the world? Just at this time, a voice suddenly came from his ear: "boy, this is Mr. miaoxuan from Shenji Pavilion, the place of seclusion. He is an old antique who has lived for many years. The inside information is extremely frightening. Even if I wait in front of them, I can only regard myself as a younger generation." Shenji Pavilion! Lintian had also heard that this holy land was regarded as one of the most mysterious holy places in the ancient wasteland, and it rarely appeared in the world. Shenji Pavilion is good at deducing the general trend of heaven and earth and divining good and bad fortune. For example, in the struggle for the coming of the great world, the emergence of juetongzhi, and the end of juetongzhi, Shenji pavilion has predicted in advance and released information to the outside world. Similarly, the heirs of Shenji Pavilion were also regarded as "the swordsmen and painters in the field of practice". They were in charge of the spring and Autumn Annals and the Qing history books, recording the ancient and modern Qing history and remembering the changes of time and events. Almost all the people who can be remembered by them are the world-famous people in the history. It is said that there is a "star record" in Shenji Pavilion, which records a legendary figure since ancient times. Even if the ancient wasteland is extinct, these star records will live forever in the years and will not be obliterated. As long as they are returned, they will be remembered again! At present, the old man, who is called "Mr. Miao Xuan", comes from Shenji Pavilion. It's not surprising that he will make the saints present respect him. Although he knew this, Lintian's attitude remained unchanged. He said, "master, if you come to stop the killing, please forgive me. No matter who comes today, it won't work." The saints are cold and gloomy. This son is really arrogant! Mr. miaoxuan sighed and said, "little friend, I know you are angry, but Today, four true saints have fallen, which is a great loss to the whole ancient wasteland. I hope you will step back and let it go. " Lintian didn't change his face: "if they died, it would be the loss of the ancient wasteland. If I died today, what should I do? Master, you have a kind heart. I have a will to kill you. You don't have to persuade me any more. " What he said was extremely impolite, which made the distant people laugh. They were all shocked. In the ancient wasteland, there were not many people who dared to talk to Mr. Miao Xuan like this! "Xiaoyou, you have entered the realm of Jue Ding. You must know that in the ancient times, there were countless sages fighting against the foreign enemies of the eight regions. Now, although the ancient wasteland is in the splendor of the world, it is also accompanied by a great crisis, which is likely to repeat the war of the eight regions." Mr. Miao Xuan was not irritated at all. He spoke softly and earnestly. "At that time, only our generation of monks can stand up for all living beings in the ancient wasteland, and saints, as the peak of the world, can exert enough power to change the overall situation." "Every time you lose one, you will lose one point of your strength to resist foreign enemies. I hope you will think twice." There was no threat in these words, but he knew it with emotion, moved it with reason, and did not oppress Lintian with identity. However, this made Lintian frown more and more seriously, and said: "such a group of selfish, arrogant and shameless old animals, even a young generation of me can't tolerate them. Do you expect them to be able to stand out for all living beings in the world in the future?" In a word, the present Shangye, xiahouxue those saints scold the bloody shower head! It made them all angry and look more gloomy and bad. "Boy, we respect Mr. miaoxuan. We don't bother to argue with you. Do we really think we can't be afraid of you?" The summer Marquis's blood looks very bright. "It's just the seven calamities of longevity. The power you used will eventually dissipate. At that time, I'll see who can save you!" Mo Kong's words are like swords. Others, too, have been killed. They are completely at ease, because the arrival of Mr. Miao Xuan gives them an opportunity. As long as the time goes on, the power Lintian borrowed will dissipate more quickly, which will be more beneficial to them! Similarly, since Mr. Miao Xuan had come, how could he have watched Lintian go wild again? With a glance, Lintian saw through the minds of these saints. He immediately sneered and said calmly, "master, you can see what the faces of these old dogs are. If you stop me again, you will be my enemy!" The sound is sonorous, and there is a sound! As soon as the voice fell, Lintian did not hesitate. He pulled the bow and string, and aimed at Mokong in the distance."You dare!" All the saints in the field were angry. In front of Mr. miaoxuan, he dared to commit a crime. It was lawless. They couldn't help but look at each other. Lintian's courage was beyond their imagination. Lintian looked cold. The ferocious and ferocious spirit bow composed of white bones and skeletons was full of bowstring. The blue Mo Li arrow, which stirs the wind and thunder, has been put on it. Between the heaven and the earth, the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly replaced by a kind of killing gas. Everything shows that Lintian doesn't plan to stop fighting and refuses Mr. Miao Xuan's proposal! "My little friend, I just want to ask, when the battle of the nine realms comes, all the people in this world are in deep water, and they are likely to die. What choice will you make?" Suddenly, Mr. miaoxuan asked questions with a loud voice, which reached the heart of the people. "When I pour out my nest, there will be no end of eggs. At that time, I will kill the enemies of the eight regions with all my knowledge." Lintian said without hesitation. At that time, after witnessing the deeds of "taixuan sword emperor", "Xuankong ghost king", "wujinzhan emperor" and "Xingjia Saint Buddha", he was deeply touched and made great wishes. If there is a big disaster, he will not stand by! "Ridiculous. How dare you, a little mole ant who lives seven years, say such a big word?" It's ridiculous that all the saints sneer. If the foreign enemies of the eight regions invade, there must be many great enemies at the level of saints. This son's own strength is not good, but he clamors to kill nine heaven and kill the enemy. It's too arrogant. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mr. Miao Xuan nodded: "OK, little friend, please remember what you said today, I believe you." Having said that, his Confucian robe fluttered, his figure had left the battlefield, and he sat in the far distance out of thin air. He unloaded the book basket behind him, took out a book from it, sat down in awe, and said nothing more. No! There was a thump in the saint's heart. He didn't understand. Because of Lin Xun's words, Mr. Miao Xuan decided not to be involved in this matter and planned to stand by! Is Lintian heavier than all the saints in his heart? Thank you for your help At this moment, Lintian really believed that Mr. miaoxuan was a person who really cared about the world, not to favor those saints! Only such a senior is worthy of the respect of all saints in the world! This style also made Lintian believe that there was no lack of people like those sages in the ancient times! Collapse! Without any hesitation, Lintian's powerful arrow suddenly burst out. The suspended battle continues to recur at this moment. In the field, the sky and the earth are dim, the sun and the moon are dim, and the murderous Qi is like the Milky way of nine days, running through heaven and earth. "Kill How can those saints wait to die and attack without hesitation. Unfortunately, they did not wait for Lin Xun's power to decline. In other words, from the moment of fighting, they underestimated the power Lin Xun borrowed. Even the distant smile didn't belong to them. They all guessed it wrong. They thought that what Lintian borrowed was the power of Saint Wang. Why should we go back to the world together! It's the power of killing the living beings, but it's left by a saint Buddha who has the power of the great emperor. Isn't it unusual? The sage king stands on the top of all saints. And the emperor is above all saints! Emperor Cheng is a mountain that countless saints and kings in ancient and modern times are eager to climb, lofty and ethereal, almost legendary. If you can't even kill some real saints, is it the power of the emperor? Only Fazheng had guessed the power of Lintian from the blow of the kingdom of Buddha in his hand. But when he wanted to remind him, he was ambushed. Poof! In the battlefield, just a moment later, Mokong was shot and killed. His body was smashed and his body and spirit were destroyed. Before he died, he roared angrily. In the distance, Mr. miaoxuan, sitting in the void with his knees crossed, sighed in his heart and did not lift his head. Holding the spring and Autumn Annals, he wrote in the book of Qing History: "in the tenth year of the great world, eight thousand miles away from xuesang City, the saints wanted to cut down the forest, triggering a bloody battle that could shake ancient and modern times." "In the battle, some true saints, such as Wu xiutong, kuya of Tongtian Jianzong, Fazheng of dizang temple, Gou Zhenshan of Heiyan Tiangou clan, fell down one after another, and died under the power of emperor Tao borrowed by Lintian, which caused the tragedy of heaven." "If I want to resolve the conflict, who knows that Lintian's heart has been determined to kill him, and there is no way to reverse it. Considering this, I have to make a choice. " " I only hope that this son will reappear the style of the ancient sages in the future and seek for the future of the ancient wasteland. " When he wrote about this, Mr. Miao Xuan sighed softly and continued to write: "after that, the Mokong of the spirit mountain of ten thousand beasts fell..." When he looked into the field, he saw that Lintian was holding a wordless pagoda. He was so brave that he came down from the sky and smashed the blood of Xiahou, who was a member of the moon worship sect. His body was blown apart, and the picture was bloody.He bowed his head, looked not sad and not happy, straight waist and spine, writing fast, wrote in the history book: "worship the moon, teach Xiahou blood, then fall." In the distance, the war continues and the world is in chaos. Here, a history book, a spring and autumn pen, records all this. It suddenly occurred to Mr. Miao Xuan that if all living beings knew about the first World War, which was remembered in the history of Qing Dynasty, what would they say about it? - PS: plus more! 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