Having just become a fairy god, my descendants may come out

“Well, I’m already preparing, two months inside should be able to break through, mainly because of the Invincible Reincarnation Sutra, the Great Vajra Divine Body delays a lot of time.”

Tomb Ling Luo nodded and said, lifting up the Invincible Reincarnation Sutra, she said: “Immortal Song, Invincible Samsara Sutra are you creative? Of course, the cannon is profound, the damage force is too strong, the Nine Gods Duel Combination, The Golden Body is not my opponent, if I take them thoroughly, beyond the two levels of the battle realm, it is not impossible.”

Jiang Changsheng said: “Naturally, this is something that the little beast discovered, passed it on to me, I passed it on to you.”

Tomb Ling Luo asked curiously, “Who is he?”

“Wait for you to come to the Great Scene, naturally understand.”

“Listen to you, I know him? wait a minute, isn’t it Lin Haotian?”

Tomb Ling Luo frowned and said, she carefully returned to her thoughts a little, the acquaintance inside could be born with Lin Haotian only Lin Haotian, because Jiang Changsheng had saved Lin Haotian twice.

Jiang Changsheng was silent.

Can you all guess right?

Mo Ling luo watched his gaze, and immediately knew that she had guessed, and asked curiously: “How has Lin Haotian recently passed? What is the realm?”

Jiang Changsheng didn’t hide it anymore, knowing that Lin Haotian soon stepped into the Great Landscape, and transcended her, the earlier she stepped into the Golden Body, she was immediately excited.

“No, I can’t be knocked out by him, I want to transcend him again!”

Tomb Ling Luo bit her teeth and said, she suddenly realized that these years were a little lazy, from the time she reached the Golden Lion Jade Ye later, she immediately felt that she would not be in danger again, but she arrogantly did not allow herself to be weaker than herself, don’t blame Lin Haotian, just blame himself.

Seeing that she was encouraged, Jiang Changsheng rejoiced in his heart.

It was not wasted on him because Tomb Ling Luo invested fifty thousand valuable fire incense.

Fifty thousand fire incense worth released before was unpredictable, but now Lin Haotian pursues as Martial Emperor, this is absolutely more than hundred million fire incense worth himself, Tomb Ling Luo does not make an effort, sooner or later will be knocked out by the bearer of Lin Hao Tian’s great qi.

There was also Yang Zhou, this little prince was the number one Celestial Mainland Dragon, the indefatigable money.

In the midst of his unconsciousness, Jiang Changsheng found himself nurturing many lovers.

Huang Tian, Black Tian, Tomb Ling Luo, Lin Haotian, Ye Xiu, Yang Zhou, Tai Oa, Taixi, Hoa Long Bailong, Jiang Tien, Binh An. . . .

Sword God was also reluctant to see, he could hardly find it.

Waiting for the person next to him to grow up, what kind of scene would that be?

Jiang Changsheng was suddenly looking forward to the future.

Shun Tian forty-seven years, June.

Jiang Qiu interviewed Ye Xiang, asked anguishedly, invited Ye Xiang to go down the mountain, and assisted Ye Xiang to unify Tianhai.

Ye Xiang added Xuanyuan Island, which was enough to assist Dai Jing to hold Tianhai islands, Qi Yan also provided intelligence, assisting Jiang Qiu to guide Tianhai.

The thirteen martial arts continents that obtained the Crown Prince’s summons, all thought of establishing a career, conveniently bringing their sect to open overseas, establishing momentum, exploiting as many martial dao resources as possible.

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The Great Scene roared again.

Jiang Changsheng’s life was also calm, the Heavenly Palace Prison fell, leading to Feng Tian no longer daring to come, and he did not have the opportunity to come, to the point that on the other hand, the Imperial Court, for The Great Scene, was extremely abstinent, even more so did not dare to invade.

Except for cultivation and knitting, Jiang Changsheng is usually observing the transformation of the group.

Now because of The Great Qi of Death Chen, in the distance of Despair Chi Hai Qingyu, the Celestial Flower of Justice, the destiny of many ups and downs Four Seas sage along with the other transposed The Disciple Jiang Yue.

In front of the most difficult people, Qing Zhi, the Despair Chi Hai clan is too little, loves beasts a lot, and later, Qingyu is also hurriedly joined the two killing clans inside.

Jiang Changsheng took advantage of the dream technique, transmitted Qing Zhihai, gave Qing Zhihai a halt, in the dream, he called himself a fairy, Qingyuan believed unquestioningly, also helped him expand, Despair Zhihai appeared more than ten believers, also unintended pleasure.

Waiting for Qingyue to be in the realm of calamity, he will act once, take advantage of the fire spirit in Despair Zhihai to bloom, later if they still can’t bear it, they can let them run to The Great Landscape, conveniently collecting the fleeing people, for the Great Scene of The Holy Dynasty contributed a brick.

Shun Tian forty-eight years, Tianhai unleashed a decisive battle, a lot of disciples surrounded Ye Xiang, they didn’t want to become The Great Scene in the palm of their hands, combined, excitedly protested.

Ye Xiang was also not a single combatant, and there was Xuanyuan who supported him.

Jiang Changsheng watched for a moment, found no space, could only be considered.

He didn’t need it today because the low-level survival rewarded him with all his strength, because he wanted to consider the valuable fire incense, only if he met the Great Scene could not confront the enemy at the same time, he could let the valuable fire incense skyrocket, crowded to appear in the people in front of him, on the contrary, it is not mystical.

In the end, Tianhai was still defeated.

Ye Xiang only had ten thousand self-worth that year and could suppress Tianhai, let alone the present.

Three years later, Shun Tian was fifty-one years.

The Great Jing usurped the Tianhai, the map expanded, the Great Jing began to look above the sea of mature hegemony!

Crown Prince Jiangyu struck down Tianhai, leading to drunken talk, the reputation also turned to the other side of the dynasty, yielding to the dynasty, the secret fortune, it seemed that the next Great Jing emperor, was still the warlike Tianzi.

Four months down.

Jiang Changsheng was aware of entering the Inner Dao Realm, because the Dao Realm belonged to him, he had the ability to condense out himself, just like the practice of the pipe in the Inner Dao Realm.

He stood at The Dragon’s side by his side, watching as he occupied Bai Long.

Tai Xiu, Tai Oa, Taixi stood at his side, all of them raising their heads and treating him.

The Celestial Dragon within the spirit water was about to dry up, which Bai Long had successfully transformed.

Dragon horns, dragon beards, dragons, Long Lan, also have on the blue spine Long mao, a true head Bai Long appeared at Jiang Changsheng in front of him.

Later, Bai Long held the gifted gift, which was to give up a miniature dragon body, he could have a hundred staffs long, but it was capable of shrinking to three staffs long, of course, three staffs long for mortals, it was also a long form.

No tiger is due to the reward of survival brought to The Dragon, just this point, Bai Long has transcended the martial dao of the beast-loving world, more like in the mythology of love beasts.

Bai Long gradually regained consciousness, he opened his eyes wide, saw Jiang Changsheng, immediately cheered, immediately kneaded towards Jiang Changsheng, the result pierced through him, on the contrary, he flew out.

Now that Bai Long had gone to The Golden Body, the Qianyuan Scene distance was not far, and the BloodLine Dragon, QianLong martial artist was not able to catch it again, the speed, the skyrocketing force was the most obvious.

Jiang Changsheng turned around and said with a smile: “You are so big, how can you be so rude?”

Bai Long turned around, walked in front of him, and said with a smile: “At the master in front of you, I am forever the other end of the little snake.”

He had been raised by Jiang Changsheng since childhood, opened his eyes wide, and saw that the first sheet of his face was Jiang Changsheng, so he said that this word was sincere.

Tai Oa laughed and asked: “Bai Long, are you very good now, can you win or not?”

Bai Long unconsciously looked at the horizon, and even the heavenly terror realm, the dragon body trembled, and said: “How can it be, I am far behind.”

“Next, you are extremely adaptable to Long Qi, two months later, I brought you back to Long Kaishan, giving Bai Qi a look.”

Jiang Changsheng interrupted, Bai Long heard it, immediately became excited, and nodded desperately.

It’s also very much a tribute to the other one.

Two months later.

Jiang Changsheng walked into the fog, then released Bai Long, carrying Bai Long back to the palace.

“Come and see who returns.”

Jiang Changsheng sounded and Bai Qiu and Ye Xiang’s eyes widened.

The three lovers unconsciously looked towards Jiang Changsheng behind him, following the ruffled feathers.

Jiang Changsheng behind the fog rose a white beast god, the other body was extremely similar to the Heavenly Dragon Spore above Chan Long, it was just that this head Chan Long was white.

“Long . . . . . Long . . . .”

Ye Xiang was also intimidated, and his voice was trembling.

He immediately rushed over, walked into the White Dragon next to him, watched meticulously, and said in amazement: “Don’t think of Chan Long is not a legend, it is true, this is also too powerful, Dao Ancestor, where did you come from?”

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, “It’s Bai Long, before that, Ling Ling.”

“What? It’s the White Dragon?”

Bai Qi glared at the wolf, his expression unbelievable.

Bai Long smiled and said: “Bai Qi, don’t think about it, I really turned into a dragon, and later look at you and make fun of me.”

Hearing the sound of it, Bai Qi was even more shocked.

Because from a young age to follow Bai Qi, at Bai Qi himself, Bai Long sounded very similar, sounded like a pair of soot.

For a moment, the hospital turned to the point of an anomaly.

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Yang Zhou was also disturbed, ran to see, and saw Bai Long, and was immediately intimidated.

Dragon?

Yang Zhou had previously gone to Tianhai, met through Jiang Long, maybe the so-called Jianglong was nothing more than growing horns, and Long was far behind, so he was also shaken by Bai Long.

They made a fuss for a long time, finally calming down.

Jiang Changsheng looked up and said, “Bai Long, follow me, give The Great Jing a look at your figure, use you to take the position because the Great Landscape leads you.”

“Alright!”

Bai Long followed him up, a one-dragon person vanishing in the fog.

Very quickly, Jiang Changsheng took Bai Long flying out to Long Kaishan, and he shot out a powerful light behind Zhiyang’s head, causing him to become mystical and dazzling.

He stood at the head of the dragon above, yielding to the White Dragon in the capital, shouting for a long time.

The sound of the dragon chanting heavenly earthquake, led to countless people raising their heads, and the emperor and the Crown Prince also ran to watch, and the result was a vibration in the sky.

“It’s Long? A White Dragon head!”

“It follows Long Khoi inside to appear, the original in the world really has Long a.”

“The dragon head above is the Dao Ancestor?”

“I heard that Long Xiu has a head of Ling Serpent, just in time to be Bai Serpent, is this Long the other end Bai Serpent turned into?”

“Fairies, dragon-riding fairies. . . . Great sign . . .”

Inside, many old people rushed to their knees, worshipping Jiang Changsheng, this time the scene quickly expanded.

Bai Long turned nine rounds later and flew out to the Imperial City – according to Jiang Changsheng, it was about to travel to the entire Great Scene, enlisting all the Great Scenes who saw their own figure.

Just like that, a stronghold was arrived by Bai Long and Dao Tong, and the news rushed out.

Just in time for the summer day, Jiang Changsheng was relieved by some of the heat, making the legendary dragon-riding fairy even more mysterious.

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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