After the immortal disappeared

The gods of Lingxu, Tiangong and Bejia have always called him He Xiao.

"Long time no see." The weak candlelight cast a ruthless light on Emperor Jiuyou's black armor, "Nai Luotian."

Aunt Zhu was shocked.

Nai Luotian?

The righteous god of the Kshatriya gods?

Aunt Zhu accompanied He Lingchuan all over the country. She had heard about He Lingchuan's life experience from Dong Rui very early on, and she also knew about his entanglement with Nai Luotian.

But why did He Lingchuan summon this demon at this time and here?

The space in the temple was very small, so Nai Luotian's voice seemed particularly dull: "Are you brave enough to summon me? The entire God Realm is looking for you."

He Lingchuan smiled: "If Miao Zhantian dares to dig out Qian Huan's hole, he should be prepared to die in advance, right?"

Capturing the ancient true immortal is not just about grabbing something. Even if you are a righteous god, the end of trusting too much will be very tragic.

Nai Luotian asked instead: "Where is my clone?"

He clearly knew that his clone was not dead yet, but he was unable to establish communication with it.

Simply put, this clone has lost contact in the human world.

Although it is unbelievable, the only one who can do this is He Lingchuan.

No, it’s a square pot!

"Your clone is living well and sleeping soundly." For Narutian's clone and other monsters captured by Chaos, the Forest of Mist is a place of eternal rest and a prison from which there is no escape.

Nai Luotian was very depressed.

The clone is still there, but due to the rules, he cannot send another clone to the lower world.

In other words, without resorting to other powers, he could not do anything to He Lingchuan in front of him for the time being.

He also had to admit that He Lingchuan won that trip to the Panlong Desert.

"Where is this?" He sensed something strange around him, "Whose temple is it?"

"Baizhantian." He Lingchuan pointed at the fragment of the statue on the ground, "I'll drag it down and let you sit on it."

"..." This boy can really find trouble for Him!

After Nai Luotian came here, Bai Zhan Tian would definitely know!

The aura of the gods is difficult to deceive from each other.

In this way, the Lingxu gods knew that He Lingchuan had something to do with Nai Luotian.

Sigh, annoying.

"What do you want from me?" This question should have been asked from the beginning.

He was also very straightforward and stopped talking about the clone as soon as the conversation changed. For the sake of his own safety, the kid in front of him will definitely trap his clone until the end of time. Unless he descends to the realm in person one day, there is really nothing he can do to He Lingchuan.

He Lingchuan was also straightforward: "When Miaozhantian fell, how did the Lingxu gods react?"

Nai Luotian's voice raised a little higher: "You came to me to ask the Lingxu crowd for their reaction?"

"It's better to ask them than to ask you. You can see it most clearly." Kshatriya and the Lingxu people are very difficult to deal with, and they are opponents in most cases. Generally speaking, the people who know the Lingxu people best are probably their enemies.

If He Lingchuan asked a small Kamino god, their ranking would be too low and they might not be able to provide much useful information.

This is such a delicate period, and He Lingchuan hopes to obtain accurate information.

"Ha." Nai Luotian will not easily follow his wishes, "You have to tell me first, how did Miao Zhantian fall?"

The whole world wants to know this question.

Now He had the opportunity to hear it firsthand from the mouths of those who had experienced it.

Rumors spread across the Shining Gold Plains that Miao Zhantian had died at the hands of Emperor Jiuyou.

Of course no one in the divine world believes it.

Emperor Jiuyou, in the final analysis, is just a mortal who pretends to be a god.

It is absolutely impossible for mortals to fight against the Great God!

This man named He was astute, not only shameless, but also not afraid of death. He was simply using Miao Zhantian's death to build momentum for himself!

He Lingchuan didn't take Qiao either, "I killed Miao Zhantian, it's true."

Nai Luotian was unhappy: "If you want to exchange information, you must at least show sincerity."

"I told you, it's true." He Lingchuan raised his hand, and the Fusheng knife pierced the ground, "Miao Zhantian died under this knife."

"Miao Zhantian and you are as different as clouds and mud!" Nai Luotian scoffed, "Are you worthy of killing Miao Zhantian?"

Looking at the entire God Realm, who dares to boast about this kind of Haikou?

It was because He knew so well the power of the righteous God that he found the words of this humble human being really funny.

He Lingchuan took out a golden scale from his arms and placed it on the table:

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"His treasure."

This is Miao Zhantian's personal treasure, and Nai Luotian also recognizes it. But now that Miao Zhantian has fallen, there are many ways for He Lingchuan to obtain trophies.

He was silent for a few breaths and then suddenly asked: "Where is Master Qianhuan? Is he dead or alive?"

"Still in the upside-down sea." He Lingchuan put away the golden scale, "I can't say much else about him."

This answer had so many meanings that Nai Luotian couldn't analyze it for a while.

It was He Lingchuan's turn to ask: "It's your turn. It's the same question as before."

Qian Huan's death will spread out sooner or later, and immortals and gods will know about it, but it's best not now.

"The death of Miao Zhantian caused an uproar within Lingxu." Nailuotian also gloated, "His position and his resources are all competed by the gods; also, the gods under him were originally domineering and arrogant, and offended They killed many other gods, and now the big tree behind them has fallen, haha, you know."

"The time has come for reckoning and revenge?" He Lingchuan understood clearly that there is no difference in nature between gods and humans. "But didn't Miao Zhan make arrangements for his posthumous affairs before entering the world?"

There should be the most basic preparations, right?

"Yes, he assigned Duowentian, but it was useless." Narakutian replied, "Duowentian is diligent, but his reputation is far inferior to Miaozhantian. Other gods do not recognize him, and Lingxu Saint Venerable did not help Duowentian."

"Duowentian's position is not even among the top seven gods, no wonder he cannot convince the public." In He Lingchuan's view, Lingxu Saint Venerable is also cunning.

The status is fought for by oneself.

Miaozhantian can be ranked in the top three among the gods of Lingxu, and his strength is undoubtedly strong, but the legacy he left behind must be extremely rich. In addition to the current environment of the demon world, the gods are competing for resources and are becoming increasingly fierce. At this time, they suddenly encounter such a large-scale whale fall--

He Lingchuan asked himself, if he were a god, he would break his head to grab it!

Every bite is a bite.

And the order of the great gods has not changed for many years, the hierarchy has been solidified, and the barriers are extremely strict. The fall of Miaozhantian will inevitably bring confusion and variables.

Chaos is the ladder to rise.

Who doesn't want to take advantage of the chaos and become the second Narakuten?

"Is someone dead?" Oh no, "Is the god of death?"

Narakuten chuckled, and it was his turn to ask questions.

He was also curious: "Why did Qianhuan stay in seclusion for too long and not come out?"

"It lost the mirage pearl in the ancient war, and was seriously injured more than a hundred years ago, so it could only stay in seclusion." As expected, Narakuten also heard about Qianhuan's abnormality, and He Lingchuan was not surprised at all.