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"This is the shadow of the Great Emperor!"

"The shadow of the Great Emperor?" Xiong Jianzun was a little confused. He was still confused.

When Dunyi said that he could find God, he was half-believing and half-doubting. Later, he heard that God had a daughter. He thought Dunyi might have gone insane.

Tushan Jun was a spirit, how could he have children.

He also sought confirmation for a long time before finally finding the other party.

At that time, he really felt that Tushan Jinghong looked very similar.

He also understood that it should be a child obtained by other means.

Since he was the son of an old friend, he certainly had the appearance of an old friend.

However, Tushan Jinghong was powerless at that time. Her cultivation was not enough to get involved. It was not until Tushan Jinghong became a Taoist master that she revealed the truth.

However, what he did not expect was that Tushan Jinghong really had the foundation to travel the world.

This is the great magical power left by the ancient emperor.

'I found the right one! '

Xiong Jianzun breathed a sigh of relief.

He could not actually participate in these things, but as an old minister of the underworld, he did not want the underworld to become a tool of the ten clans and a puppet of Dongyue.

This is the foundation they worked hard for together, and it is the eternal foundation left by the previous emperor. It cannot fall into their hands.

"Yes, it seems to have the full force of God!" Dunyi added.

As soon as this was said, several ghost emperors and Yanjuns were frightened and took a half step back.

They were all people who had seen Tushanjun's strength. When he was not unified, he could fight with Qingdi. Later, the underworld was unified and the eighteen levels of hell were completed. Tushanjun, who was about to become the master of the sky, killed them with one move.

King Qin Guang smiled along and quickly concealed his smile, for fear that he would be noticed. He, a cultivator who was only in the fifth step of the subordinate stage, really couldn't stop the killing move of Yintian Ghost Emperor.

No wonder the cultivator said they couldn't stop it. If it had been released earlier, he would not have said anything to stop it.

King Chujiang on the side quickly lowered his head. He didn't want to cause trouble either.

"Queen Mother." Yu Shen bowed.

The woman in her best clothes almost shed tears and sighed, "The head of the family passed away early, and I, a woman, can't make any decisions."

She still remembered the scene when she married from Dongyue.

Wu Rong was respectful, but too unfamiliar. Wu Rong had been busy with government affairs, the construction of the underworld, and the unification of Yintian for three thousand years, and he couldn't even tolerate a little love between children.

She had no choice, knowing that she was a tool for Dongyue's marriage, but this was not what she wanted.

It was almost like begging, she asked Wu Rong if he could leave her a support.

Without a child, how could she deal with the complicated forces.

She still had a long life, and it was not popular for Taoist partners to be buried alive with her, so she had a child.

There was only one.

A pair of big hands held her hands. The woman looked at them in amazement. Standing in front of her was a tall monk, wearing a black and red robe, with his hood removed and his red hair casually scattered. His rotating purple pupils were full of emotion, and he said sincerely: "Sister-in-law, you have suffered! My junior brother is a practical man, and he has neglected you and the child."

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm not here to compete for the position of the Lord of the Underworld."

"Only my nephew can sit on the throne of Emperor Yin!"

"I promise!"

"Sister..." These hands were very rough, as if they had never been repaired and maintained, but they unexpectedly made people feel safe.

Feeling the warmth from the big hands, the woman couldn't help but shed tears.

Her position seemed glorious, but it was actually treading on thin ice. Her family had some small thoughts, and her husband's family died. She was not as happy as an ordinary family, at least she could still have a harmonious relationship.

Now she could only rely on her children.

She was afraid that her children would no longer have any value and something unexpected would happen.

She had been living in fear for many years.

This was the only warmth she had felt for many years.

It came from the senior sister who was far away in the Wanfa Sect.

"Wait until I find out the truth, find my father, and support you!" Jinghong patted the little hand of the woman in the dress, quietly wiped the moisture from the corner of the beautiful woman's eyes, and said loudly: "I don't want to be enemies with you. I came here only to find my father. I hope you can give me a step for my father's sake."

The dragon eyes and phoenix eyes looked down on the world.

The lightning arc was immortal.

Dunyi had to admit that even without the shadow of Tushanjun's emperor, Tushan Jinghong was also a powerful man. The Sanhua Daojun from the Wanfa Sect was enough to dominate a generation.

All this seemed to be caused by him in the past, just like the Wanlingtai monk who could not be replicated like the Zunhun Banner.

Ordinary Wanlingtai can be completed by using the magic of Yuansheng Shengmo, but there is only one like Tushan Jinghong.

Dunyi didn't know why before, but now he understood a little. It must be that Tushanjun made unknown changes in it.

Otherwise, Tushan Jinghong would not have his bloodline, and even his appearance is somewhat similar, not to mention the Taoist body on his body that is comparable to the emperor's body. At first glance, it is Tushan Jun's immortal body.

Dongfang Ghost Emperor said in a deep voice: "You can display great supernatural powers, but it is not enough just because you are the bloodline of God."

"Oh?"

"What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

"There is still a vacant seat in the Ten Kings of Hell. Since Ruzang Bodhisattva is unwilling to be affiliated to achieve great supernatural powers, please let it go." Dongfang Ghost Emperor looked at Ruzang.

This is the fruit position of great supernatural powers. What's the point of being left vacant all the time? It's just right to take this opportunity to bring it up. Even if he finds God later, he will get real benefits.

Yu Shen was shocked and stopped him: "No!"

If Tibet, you can not achieve the fifth step of the achievement, but that position belongs to Tibet.

Yu Shenlang rejected: "I followed Master Ruzang to follow the emperor, and the three came to Luodu Mountain to determine the gesture.

Oriental Ghost Emperor said with a smile: "I admire the belief of Master Tibetan, but the emperor cannot be so empty."

"I am willing to give up."

Yu Shen was angry and scolded, "You are crazy!"

Ru Zang lowered the sound quietly: "Retain God's tight."

"Ru Tibetan master Gao Yi!"

Oriental Ghost Emperor said happily: "I am the Great Magic Power of the Prefecture, and it must be for the development of the prefecture. Nowadays, the shortage of resources in the prefectures is not easy to attack for five days. Daoyuan, I believe that the talent of the master of Tibetan will sooner or later it will be a great magic. "

"Why don't you repair it yourself." The murderous sarcasm was ridiculed.

What he looks down most is these mixed magical powers.

The military power did not stand, and the bad battle did not fight. In addition to the puzzles of the compromise, in addition to being so loose, he also snatched a great magical fruit position from the hands of Tibetan.

Dongfang Ghost Emperor got cheaply pretending to be silly and ignored the weird yin and yang.

He has never been the same as the concept of murderous respect.

In the fierce look, the Emperor's ghost emperor did not take the move. In order to prevent everyone from affecting Tu Shanhong, it maintained an order: "Let's take it out first, don't disturb the exhibition of Shentong."

"Well."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"..."

"Are you sure?"

Yu Shen's side eyes of the gate of Seno Temple asked.

Now I take a big magical power position for betting. If I can't find God, the bamboo basket is empty.

The positions of their old ministers are more at stake.

Yu Shen was not a slave to power. He was afraid that he had disappointed the trust of Wu Rong.

"Not much." He was gloomy, and he actually had some expected things in his heart.

Wu Rong did not hide him in many things, mainly because Wu Rong didn't say who took charge of the soul, he felt strange. Sure enough, after Wu Rong's death, Tu Shanjun disappeared completely.

He was the enemy of Tu Shanjun at that time, and now he is indeed looking for one of Tu Shanjun's most active.

Nympho

Tu Shan Jinghong ignored the whispering of everyone, and she walked on the Mori Temple.

Twist.

Getting.

"open!"

！!

The siber of the avenue, the imperial sound woven, the weaving of the machine, the roar of great magical power was launched. Jinghong seemed to cross time and space at once. Everything around was gray, only black and white.

When she slowly stabilized, she slowly appeared colorful.

At a glance, I saw a tall figure standing not far away.

Nympho

Ten Emperor Alliance.

The old man of the burial god finally arrived.

Lao Xian looked back.

The figure in memory came slowly.

Tu Shanjun moved forward, thousands of immortal light condensed into a nail hammer.

Open the weapon.

The teeth on the green surface slightly moved.

Spit out:

"Emperor Qing!"

It is the Emperor Qing.

"Om!" The infinite magic power is like the galaxy rushing, and the black -red body's qi will protect Wu Rong.

Tu Shanjun took off the soul soul -shaped black black cloth on Wu Rong, looked at the emperor coldly, and said lightly: "When you are in Tianyuan, is you let Wu Rong not continue the law of the second generation?"

Qingdi nodded slightly: "I said."

"In that case, he continued to operate the technique not only could not make you survive the immortal robbery, but he could not leave the soul to live out of the second."

"I speak for him for him."

Tu Shanjun said with a serious look: "I think you are a good person! Blame me too naive."

laugh!

Surrounded by black and red fairy fluffs, Tu Shanjun's gaze passed the ten ancient emperors present.

The emperor was scattered, and the black Xuan Guang completely solidified the heavens and the earth into one piece, leaving only the eternal silence, as if it was an immortal cemetery, accompanied by the waving of the ancestral soldiers to hang the wind.

Fairy fog burn away the light.

Tu Shanjun stepped on the road: "You still have helpers."

"helper?"

"Hidden in the dark!"

boom.

The nail hammer crushed the barriers of time and space.

The horror of Emperor Emperor's soldiers seemed to be completely bloomed in front of him, hanging in the air.

The purple -black nails clenched, and the ghosts held the emperor's soldiers.

The skeleton villain at the end is just half an inch from Tu Shan.

The shape of her body was stiff, her eyes widened unconsciously, and the cold sweat flowed down the forehead. She didn't understand what happened at all, and how her surgery would cause the alertness of 'father'. In other words, this is not a scene that should have appeared now, she is obviously what happened in the past.

Tu Shanjun, who was in the past, almost hurt her.

How terrible this is!

Qingdi said with a smile: "That's not my helper, it's your helper."