Chapter 217 Auction, News
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Time has quietly passed, and the spring comes to winter, and the flowers bloom and thank you ....
Blink.
Chu Xiu's retreat has passed two years.
These years.
As Chu Xiu became closer to the emperor.
Over the temple of the human race, the vision is frequent.
The colorful rhyme flows around, Xia Guang is full of sky, the ground is rushing Jinlian, and the purple gas comes for thousands of miles eastward.
"What a world of vision this is ..."
The alien people who just arrived at the Temple of the Renjus, participating in the auction, looked up at the sky, and the eyes were full of shock.
Step in this place again.
The old man Matlin couldn't say.
"It is said that the vision over the temple of the human race has lasted two years." Tian Yan's heart looked dignified, "it seems that Chu Xiu will break through."
"The Emperor's Realm ..."
The saffron girl murmured to herself, her eyes were full of envy and hopes.
As the nine heavy heaven.
Why don't she want to get a glimpse of the great emperor?
It is a pity that your talent and luck are not enough. I am afraid that this life will miss that state.
"Hey, Chu Xiu is already very strong. If he breaks through the emperor, who else is his enemy in this world."
"Even if we break through the emperor, it is impossible to be his opponent." Tian Yan's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness. She knew that she could not catch up with Chu Xiu's pace in this life.
These Nine Heavens came together to talk about Chu Xiu together.
On the other.
Auction hall.
The strong men of other races are talking about Chu Xiu's children.
"In two years, Chu Weiyang swept seven hundred races all Tianjiao, and there were not many opponents who could insist in five rounds in her hands.
"Indeed, her antiquity is afraid that it is unlimited to approach Xiaocheng."
"The secret speed of the line is unparalleled in the world, and the imperial boxing is just overbearing. With the powerful body of the ancient Eucharist, there are very few young generations in the world."
Qi Mengdie turned into an ordinary female practitioner. She was dressed as an ordinary woman and mixed in the crowd. She raised her ears to listen to the evaluation of the aliens about their daughters. She was so relieved that she was proud of her daughter.
"I have a very interesting news here."
The chicken head separated the monk, lowered his voice, his face was mysterious.
He has the pinnacle of the Holy King, wearing a black tight robe, two shoulders with two pairs, and long white white cloth.
"Oh? You talk quickly."
The monks around me were curious.
Qi Mengdie also raised his ears.
The chicken head man smiled:
"The son of the fairy patriarch, threatened to pursue Chu Weiyang, and let her be her own woman, what do you guess?"
"Bold, he still wants to be Chu Xiu's son -in -law?" The monks opened their eyes wide and shook their heads.
"This kid's appetite is quite big!"
"Chu Xiu is now recognized as the first strongest universe, and has controlled the" flood "world."
"If he really succeeds, wouldn't the fairy spirit want to get a step climb?"
Hearing this, Qi Mengdie Liu Mei frowned, and his eyes flickered and flickered.
In the district, I also wanted to get my baby daughter. I just wanted to eat swan meat and did not know how to die.
"Is the minister who succeeded in the end?" The monk who had a pair of horns on both sides of the forehead asked quickly.
"Success!" The chicken man shook his head and laughed. "Chu Weiyang had not spoke yet. Her brother Chu Wei was standing out, and he threw a flag in his hand. The young Lord of the Xianling tribe trapped. "
"The power of the big battle is terrifying."
"Before the fairy Ling tribe, the body had not insisted on a few breaths, and the body was strangled to collapse. In the end, the elders who used the clan, leaving him for his life card, forcibly broke the big array, dragged the seriously injured body and escaped. come out."
"Chu Weiyi is also a master who doesn't talk much. He rushed up and fell into a water dog.
"Chu Weiyi is good at traveling secrets, and the speed is unparalleled. Even if the Xianling young master shows the secret method of burning souls, the speed is far worse than him. A prospective emperor of the fairy watched the young life of the young people, but helplessly rescued it."
"If the emperor was not shot, the young master of the fairy spirit would definitely be killed by Chu Weiyi."
After the chicken man finished speaking, grabbed the tea cup on the table, and took a sip.
The people who ate melon were stunned.
"The young master of the Xianling tribe, looking at the starry sky universe, is also a demon -level Tianjiao. It was so embarrassed in the hands of Chu Wei Ai?"
\\ "Hehe — \\" The chicken head sneer, "Will Chu Xiu's son -in -law be a simple generation?"
"Chu Wei Ai's Tianxiang constitution is not as good as his sister's ancient Eucharist, but his cultivation talent, mental means, is also very comparable."
"His paw talent is the most powerful. When he breaks through the Saint King's Realm, he may be able to set up the eight -grade formation."
"That's the realm of the Grand Master, looking at the entire cosmic starry sky, and I can't find many such characters ..."
hiss--
There was a burst of sound in the hall.
Such a young master, they have never heard of it.
"Chu Xiu is a dragon, his son -in -law is all true dragons, and the family is all evil."
"So horror--"
"Well, it's not bad ~" Qi Mengdie nodded with satisfaction, but unfortunately, he failed to kill any young man.
Watch the time.
The auction is about to start.
Qi Mengdie left the hall gracefully.
A certain Tianzi box.
"The gray fog spreads, and the tribes migrated. I don't know what the situation is now." The old man Matlin said in a low voice, his eyes full of worry.
A year ago, he sent his tribesmen back to the starry universe and learned the shocking news that the Centaur tribe's ancestral star, Sel, was completely submerged in the gray fog, and countless creatures turned into monsters...
The tribesman used a secret method to find the tribesmen on the way to migration. After understanding the situation, he learned about the horror of the gray fog.
"Many of my tribesmen have lost contact." Tianyan was in a heavy mood.
"In other words, Chu Xiu trapped us in the prehistoric world, but indirectly saved our lives?"
The egg girl frowned.
"The prehistoric world is indeed a relatively safe place."
The starry universe is like a basketball with a constant volume.
The gray fog is the water that keeps pouring into the basketball.
Sooner or later, the water will overflow the entire basketball.
By then, the countless creatures in the starry sky and universe will eventually become those mindless monsters.
No one can escape. Escape and migration are just drinking poison to quench thirst.
The old man sighed.
He turned his head to look at the direction of the human temple and the training tower. "I don't know if he has a way to solve the gray fog. Otherwise, the countless creatures in the starry sky and universe will be extinct in the gray fog..."
"Fellow Daoist Telin is too presumptuous."
"The human race and our monks of all races have an unwashable blood feud..."
"Chu Xiu is a human after all. Even if he has a way to solve the problem, he will not help us monks of other races. He doesn't add insult to injury. We should all be grateful to him!"
