Vol 4 Chapter 5380: Can't count?

Thinking like this, Tian Ji Jue smiled and said, "I just got the news from that kid Mu Yun."

When Dugu Ye heard this, he immediately asked, "How is that kid?"

"In the ancient world of Heaven Punishment, the Lin Clan found out, and if the Lin Clan wanted to arrest him, Pavilion Master Mu would take action."

Hearing these words, Dugu Ye smiled and said, "What state is the stinky boy now?"

this question.

The gossip made Lord Tian Ji Jue stunned.

What realm?

He really doesn't know!

"You figure it out!"

I'm your mother!

Tian Ji Jue wanted to curse.

Can everyone count?

Mu Qingyu and Ye Yushi are nothing.

God Emperor can't count.

Muyun is not even worth it!

"What's wrong?"

Dugu Ye asked, "Can't you count?"

"Ok."

Hearing this, Dugu Ye said curiously: "This is interesting. The old man asked you to count this and that. Over the years, you can't count one, so what kind of divination are you practicing? Just hang yourself on a tree!"

"groove!"

Tian Jijue got angry, stood up, and said angrily: "God emperors, who can count? If I count, I will die."

"Heavenless, I can't count it, and it's dead!"

"A person who has no realm and no realm, I can count it, but I have to pay the price."

"As for Muyun... The old man counts him, it's not a matter of fate, it's..."

At this point, Tian Ji Jue suddenly stopped.

Dugu Ye raised his head and said, "Keep talking."

"It's nothing, it can't be counted anyway."

Tian Ji Jue sat down, and then said: "Alas, the new world, now all parties are on stage, the **** emperors are quiet, but the people under them are in a mess."

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

The first battle was too hard.

This led to the collapse of the world.

Now the world gathers, but your people are sleeping in my world, reincarnated, and my people appear in your world.

Totally messy.

Therefore, the top priority of all parties is to find their subordinates who have not been killed in the past.

If the Lin Clan went to the ancient world of Heaven Punishment to recover their branches, this is just the tip of the iceberg. All the worlds and all martial artists are doing this.

The ten ancient gods, even more so.

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

This kind of chaos will gradually stop until all parties have searched for people.

Tian Ji Jue smiled and said: "I have nothing to do this time, I am here to accompany you, this old guy, to save you from being bored."

Dugu Ye nodded.

He was really lonely too.

The people in Taisui Pavilion all offered to him, which created a sense of distance.

Seeing that he was unhappy, everyone thought of the Fa and flattered him, making him Duguye like a child.

In a flash, half a month passed.

On this day, in the valley, a figure stepped forward.

He was dressed in a black robe, with long hair reaching his waist, scattered behind his head, tall and sturdy.

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

"Mu Xiaotian!"

Tian Ji Jue was stunned when she saw the person coming, and hurriedly said, "Are you alright?"

Mu Xiaotian, who was wearing a black robe, shook his head and pulled back the shirt on his chest.

I can see the position of its chest, the flesh and blood are squirming, and there is a complicated and complicated Dao that continuously destroys its flesh and blood, causing the wound on the chest to recover, split, recover, split again, and the cycle is endless.

"The Futian Mantra of God Emperor Futian!"

When Tian Ji Jue saw this scene, her expression trembled, and her heart trembled even more.

Eighteen **** emperors, condescending to all worlds.

Every **** emperor naturally has his own invincible divine power.

The Futian Mantra is the divine art of the Futian God Emperor.

Once in the prehistoric period, a magic spell came, and in a world, hundreds of millions of creatures were instantly wiped out.

"You can force him to cast the Futian spell. It seems that this battle is earth-shattering." Tian Jijue sighed.

Mu Xiaotian grinned and said, "It really hurts!"

Hearing this, Tian Ji Jue had a strange expression.

"I think you are a schizophrenic martial artist!" Tian Jijue said dully.

Immediately, Mu Xiaotian said, "I'm going to retreat, please contact Ye Yunlan if you have anything. This battle is not a waste of time!"

Dugu Ye said sullenly: "It's not a waste of time, I was beaten!"

"Elder Ye's words are bad!" Mu Xiaotian said seriously: "This battle will at least delay the recovery time of Wufutian's **** for thousands of years."

"Moreover, I was cursed by his Futian spell, but from his attack, I can see the secrets of the sky and find the way of the **** emperor!"

As soon as these words came out, Tian Ji Jue and Dugu Ye were stunned.

Mu Xiaotian continued: "During the prehistoric period, there were only eighteen **** emperors, and there were nine **** emperors around Li Canglan. I think they have something 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 place. This place is vacated. Among the top ten Heavenless, I, Ye Yunlan, and Ji Ziyuan have the greatest chance."

"I have to work with the **** emperor to see if I can spy on their secrets. If I take this opportunity, if I reach the top, take that step and become a **** emperor..."

"The pattern of the world has to change!"

A light flashed in Mu Xiaotian's eyes.

"Wait and see, Mufutu, Jade Shura, Gupituo, I have to fight with them all!"

The words fell, and Mu Xiaotian's figure flashed and disappeared.

Tian Ji Jue and Dugu Ye looked at each other.

"Master of the Heavenly Secret Palace, what is creation and what is control?"

"..."

Tian Ji Jue froze in place, her expression seemed to say: Do you think, I know?

Dugu Ye waved his hand.

Forget it.

Go fishing!

Looking at the fish in the lake in front of him, who were eager to devour him, Dugu Ye was furious.

fishing?

Catch a ghost!

groove!

...

Futian Ancient World.

Futian world.

Futian Temple!

Futian Temple was originally built by God Emperor Futian himself.

Sit down with the Eight Heavenly Kings, who were at their peak in the past and were famous in the world.

In the battle of Canglan World, Wen Jiang died and Gong Mingying died.

There are only six of the eight heavenly kings.

And several of them have not recovered a certain strength, and there are still others who have not yet returned to their positions.

Deep in the dark and chaotic hall.

Wu Fujun and Pu Tianyou, two heavenly kings, stood at the bottom, one left and one right.

In front of the two of them, amidst the chaos, gradually regained clarity.

A bewitching young man in white clothes and white hair was sitting on the condensed chair, his face turned pale.

"grown ups!"

"grown ups!"

Wu Fujun and Pu Tianyou bowed to the ground.

The Lord God Emperor and Mu Xiaotian fought for so long.

How it turned out, they didn't know.

Wu Futian turned his body sideways and sat on a chair.

Gradually, on the chair, blood smeared through the clothes around his waist and fell to the ground tick by tick, and the ground of the hall was soon shrouded in blood.

"grown ups!!!"

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

Lord God, are you injured?