5990-Destiny

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Van Van Star was full of unwillingness. He couldn't beat the thief knife, but he thought about it carefully, is he really not as diligent as the thief knife?

That thief knife is practiced day and night, and it is even said that he has never done the ceremony of husband and wife with Que Wenqing, either practicing or rushing!

But Van Van Star asked himself, even if he is not as diligent as the thief knife, can he live longer than the thief knife, right?

Calculated like this, the total time he spent in cultivation must surpass that thief knife.

And what makes Van Van Star angrily is that he didn't actually lose to that thief! It's just that the thief's sword is so lucky, there are too many treasures and opportunities!

Van Wanxing admitted that even Xie Feiling could make Yao Yuekong afraid to kill him after following the existence of the existence behind the Xieguang clan. Then if he could follow the master's cultivation, would he not be able to beat that thief?

However, Van Wanxing wanted to say more, but saw that the Emperor Yuan Tian looked tired, as if he was about to fall asleep, he didn't want to mention it more.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanque's shining eyes of the Sun, Moon and Stars flashed slightly, and he tugged at Van Van Star in a calm manner.

Although Van Van Star didn't say much, his handsome eyebrows were still full of unwillingness, and Yuan Tiandi seemed to be really sleepy, yawned, waved his son and daughter-in-law to leave.

"When you can beat Yuanque, let's talk about it."

Van Van Star was silent, while Xiao Yuanque nodded slightly, seeming to remember the matter firmly.

"Children retire..."

Van Wanxing finally left, but at the moment when he walked outside the Lingxiao Palace, he saw Emperor Yuan Tian slowly raise his finger, and a ray of divine light escaped into his head.

All of a sudden, Van Wanxing felt that the heavenly palace was suddenly enlightened, and his gaze could even see farther. It was not that this ray of divine light made his strength soar, but that his father allowed him to see a deeper heaven.

"Go to your uncle and tell him, my son can lose, but he must not lose to others with more treasures than my son!"

"If you want to sit in this position, you are still far away. If you have the ability, just walk over here step by step."

Fan Wanxing bowed and resigned, and in the High Heaven Hall, there were only the two most distinguished couples in the world. Fan Yuejun rubbed his sore wrist and continued to pinch his shoulders for the Emperor Yuan Tian.

The Emperor Yuan Tian stood up on his own support, picked up a bunch of divine fruits from the imperial table, and fed it to himself and to his own woman.

"After this battle, the hand of Bai Ze's son is almost healed. The anti-thief will take my breath and put me in the army."

The empress couldn't help lowering her head: "It's also a bitter for you, but to give those guys some sweetness, should they do something for the next battle, right?"

The Emperor Yuan Tian took a deep breath, as if tasting the sweetness of the divine fruit: "All sentient beings in this world are cute and lovely, at least they pay attention to three points of morality."

"Then...what do you do on the worm world? If you dare to catch so many emperors, the zerg rebellion is certain, do you want to invite you to master?"

The empress couldn't help worrying: If the master makes a move, it's impossible to do it for those hordes. Now we have to deal with the Zerg, I'm afraid that the heat will not arrive...

Emperor Yuan Tian nodded slightly: "It is precisely because the fire hasn't arrived that the Zerg dare to jump like this."

Emperor Yuan Tian patted the back of the empress's hand lightly and signaled him to feel relieved: "Don't worry, I have my own way over the Zerg."

The empress thought of something, bit her lips slightly: "Actually, I saw you Master at that time, Master said that..."

Before the emperor had time to repeat everything she saw that day, she saw Emperor Yuan Tian wave his hand and seemed to not want to listen at all.

"Needless to say, this is fate, the anti-thief has the fate of the anti-thief, and I have my fate."

"Whose destiny is destiny depends on who is destiny."

Emperor Yuan Tian sighed again, the two cuddling each other, the empress couldn't help muttering: "The destiny can make the emperor, and it can also crush the emperor. If you are tired, go to sleep."

At the same time, within the Shenzhi clan, there are ruined walls everywhere, broken continents flying and cracking, and the supernatural powers of countless powerful people dye the clear sky into a dazzling brilliance.

"Yuantian child, it's not easy..."

Cang Jingtian stroked his silver beard and looked at the dilapidated **** weaver clan chief star. He couldn't help feeling that even though they had won this battle, what did Yuan Tiandi have to lose?

The loss that can be calculated clearly is a wisp of heavenly net.

And this can't be regarded as a loss, because the Tianluo Net was originally Human Race, and it was just regaining a strand, and at least 90% of it was still in the hands of the Black Ancestor.

Cang Jingtian's expression was complicated. He had seen Emperor Yuan Tian ascend to the High Heaven Hall. He knew that the latter had become the Emperor of Heaven only by the Black Ancestor.

However, after so many years, Cang Jingtian asked himself, if this emperor struggle is not relying on the backing, the Yuantian Emperor is still the most likely to defend Jiangshan and then sit in the sky.

"That's right, the person chosen by the black ancestor can't be a weak one, only a strong enemy..."

Qin Yichen was still inspecting Yao Yuekong for his injuries. The latter was seriously injured in this battle. His leg bones were completely split, just like the **** king of the Zerg race.

Although Yao Yuekong could fly away, his legs were difficult to recover. His emperor bones were exhausted at the time, and the terrible injury was like a broken leg in the ordinary realm. It was not a magical medicine. Fruit can be restored.

"It's over. Brother Xingxing just broke one hand, I have lost both legs!"

Yao Yuekong was optimistic enough, but it was a pity that he didn't get anything in this battle, and the heavenly brocade clothes did not belong to him.

But the Heavenly Prison Devil Emperor didn't think so, instead he looked at the Divine Weaver Clan that was broken like a barren ruin, and smiled.

"Where to hide?!"

Seeing the Heavenly Prison Devil Emperor suddenly lifted his palm, a dark and purple light gushing out of the devil's palm, and saw that the land of the **** weaver tribe suddenly lifted up, and all the mountains hidden in the ground collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Emperor of Heaven Prison shook his hand at random, and countless broken stones broke the ground on both sides, and the trembling figures were thrown to the ground by him.

"Tsk tusk, they look pretty iconic, not bad, pretty good!"

The Heavenly Prison Devil Emperor looked at it for a while, as if he was picking goods, and then raised his palm angrily, and saw a woman who seemed to be older than Zhiya, but with a beautiful face, was dragged by the Heavenly Prison Demon Emperor. come.

"Four Elders!"

"Four Guzu!"

"The Devil Emperor is forgiving, the Devil Emperor is forgiving..."

"Release, release the fourth elder, I, I would like to serve the Devil Emperor."

The people who were dragged out by the Heavenly Prison Demon Emperor were the powerful members of the Shenzhi Clan. To be precise, in front of the Heavenly Prison Demon Emperor, they were not strong, but lambs to be slaughtered.

Looking at the devil emperor's face with a grinning smile, Princess Wenqing couldn't help but feel chills: "So many people are here, don't you disgust us."

The Demon Emperor of Heavenly Prison laughed, and even scratched his head, only to find it ridiculous: "Their patriarch stopped your grandfather and fellow Shaking Daoist and almost killed you, little girl, if you don't get used to it, you will go to Heavenly Hell. After closing it for a million years, you will get used to everything!"