Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

A few seconds later, all the memories about Emperor Han Tian were cleared by Chu Tian, ​​and now there was nothing related to Emperor Han Tian in everyone's minds.

But changing the memory is a change after all, not a deletion, so when Chu Tian removed things related to Emperor Han Tian, ​​he had to fabricate some things that did not exist.

It's like using the "Search and Replace" button in an article. In an instant, all the things about Han Tiandi in Hanxue Sect immediately become things about another person.

And this person Chu Tian chose was the Eternal Emperor of Wuming Kingdom, Emperor Chongming.

As for why it was Emperor Chongming, the reason was very simple, because Chu Tian really didn’t know many great people, and the only one he could remember in his mind was Emperor Chongming. If he wasn’t used, no one would be able to use him.

As for himself, forget it, if he really wants to get these fame and wealth, he can get it with a wave of his hand, and he doesn't even bother to do it.

"Now, it's time to do one last thing."

Chu Tian looked at the statue of Emperor Han Tian beside him and raised the material ring he carried on his right hand.

I saw Chu Tian wave his big hand, and the next second, the statue of Emperor Han Tian transformed into the image of Emperor Chongming holding a sword and looking into the distance.

"Done."

After saying that, Chu Tian turned around and left Hanxuemen.

At the same time, in a magnificent hall, a man wearing a snow-white robe with a blue dragon tattoo slammed the teapot in his hand to the ground.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

He cursed angrily, his expression distorted with anger.

And if Chu Tian were here at this moment, he would be able to recognize at a glance that the angry man was the Emperor Han Tian who wanted to kill him earlier.

Emperor Hantian spent fifteen thousand years laying out and establishing the sect so that they could find sacrifices for him.

One sacrifice every hundred years. He waited for fifteen thousand years and finally absorbed one hundred and forty-nine of them. He saw that the last one and the one hundred and fifty were coming.

But at this moment, a bastard appeared and messed up everything he had carefully planned!

Now, not only had his spiritual body been killed by that guy, but the last sacrifice had also been taken away, and even his own power of faith seemed to have been damaged.

But the strange thing is that if believers die, they should turn into soul power and directly become part of the power of faith. They should not disappear directly!

So the only explanation is that his followers were instigated to rebel or no longer believe in him.

"Destroy my spirit body, take away my sacrifices, and also rob my believers! How brave!!!"

Emperor Han Tian's anger could no longer be contained, and the hall was full of all kinds of things that had been thrown to the ground.

His mood at this time was like a man who had worked for decades and finally paid off his mortgage. But at this moment, a bastard suddenly jumped out, stole your furniture, and blew up your house.

Got it!

Not to mention Emperor Han Tian, ​​who else would be outraged!

If you say you are not angry, it is naturally impossible, but if you say you are angry, you feel a little weak.

He knew about the Jueling Formation in that area of ​​Wu Mingguo. Although he could break it easily, there were more than one or two people staring at it. If he really dared to do this, he would probably be killed by other strong men in an instant.

Fortunately, there is only about a month left before Wu Mingguo's Jueling Formation is unlocked, and he will not be hindered in the slightest from entering it.

"Asshole, in one month, I will make you pay for your actions!"

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