Magic Treasures Wholesaler

Many questions and feelings overlapped in my heart, forming a huge pressure. After Duobao appeared, a flash of inspiration suddenly turned into the original sentence that shocked Yaochi.

"You also have a choice." Following Haotian's gaze, Duobao looked at the chaotic Tianwei, did not make a move, just watched quietly.

In this world, the stable order has a constant sense of beauty, but the things in destruction are beautifully resplendent. That is the last light of life, with a shocking force.

Even if he saw this scene before him, he couldn't help but admire and be dazzled.

"Can I not be the Heavenly Emperor?" Haotian turned his head, as if this was not just a problem.

Duobao nodded and did not look back. He still looked at the beauty in the ruin, the extreme brilliance, like a flash in the pan, reflected in the eyes, it is so gorgeous: "If you want, you can throw away the Heavenly Emperor fate. ."

Honghuang Tiandi must have a Heavenly Emperor, but that Heavenly Emperor may not only be Haotian.

If Haotian himself didn't want to, Duobao could also take action and get rid of his destiny.

"If you are scared."

Haotian lowered his head and did not speak for a long time.

Yaochi glanced at Duo Bao quietly, and then took Haotian's arm with concern.

"Afraid?" Haotian whispered, asking himself in his heart.

Is he scared?

So hesitated, so looking forward and backward, he seemed to be really scared.

"Heavenly Emperor is supreme, representing supreme authority."

Duobao looked ahead and continued: "Remember the Heavenly Emperor that I once told you about?"

Haotian, Yaochi suddenly raised his head, and there was a trace of sorrow in Yaochi's eyes.

After seeing Duobao before, I felt that something was wrong. I kept thinking about it, but I never thought of something wrong.

At this moment, listening to Duobao's words, she suddenly wanted to understand.

"Duobao, do you understand?" Yaochi asked cautiously.

The Dubao they had seen before had problems in itself, which was the difference between cognition and worldview.

Under the huge difference, they were very awkward and shocked.

Dealing with him is like the opposite of the ant and the Shenlong. The Shenlong regards the ant as a Shenlong, or even a stronger Shenlong, so he treats the ant with the standard of a Shenlong.

As everyone knows, how can the ants be comparable to the Shenlong, and then how can they withstand the standards of the Shenlong?

And the most important thing is that they can't even say such things, so they are more cautious.

Although Shenlong was not malicious, it also brought great pressure to them.

At this time, Duobao, the dragon, seemed to understand that they were ants instead of the same dragon.

"It should have been understood, sooner or later." Duobao said calmly, "This doesn't affect it, isn't it?"

"The Heavenly Emperor, if it develops to the limit, it will be more noble than Sage, and with much authority, there will be much responsibility."

"You have passed the initial Heavenly Emperor test, but this does not mean that you can become the Heavenly Emperor. Fate is fate, and the future is only the future. If you don’t want it, you have doubts about it, hesitate, then, this Heavenly Emperor, no matter it is improper."

Haotian has already surrendered the test he set in the black hole sky, relying on his own strength to surrender all the black holes, and the power of control has reached the standard he required.

Therefore, he can be awakened after the sky is broken.

Otherwise, if he is not qualified, after the sky breaks, chance induction occurs, and it is not him who is awakened.

"The Heavenly Emperor must have the strongest and the greatest will to control the heavens and control all beings."

"If you hesitate a little bit, it won't work!"

Hearing Duobao's words, Haotian was silent for a long, long time.

"Di Jun did it?"

Duobao shook his head: "He has enough will, but he is still a little bit worse in other aspects. The most important thing is that he has no one to lead the way, and he has not found the way of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, nor has he achieved the Supreme Heavenly Emperor. Fate."

"So he is just the Heavenly Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor for a while."

"The Heavenly Emperor's fate set by Uncle Master for Master is the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, with the potential of the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, but the potential is only potential."

"The Heavenly Emperor represents power and responsibility."

Duobao said, turning his head to look at Haotian, and seriously asked: "You are really ready to become the Supreme Heavenly Emperor, to become the Supreme Supreme Person, and you are also ready to assume the responsibilities that the Supreme Heavenly Emperor should bear. ?"

Haotian paused, staring at Duobao in a daze.

Duobao's words were not heavy, but the inexplicable pressure of the carrier made him want to blurt out the words, stopped in his throat, and couldn't say any more.

Yaochi grasped Haotian's palm unconsciously, and also felt the tremendous pressure, making her almost out of breath.

"It seems that you haven't thought about it yet."

Duobao was not surprised or disappointed. Turning around, his figure slowly disappeared: "Uncle Master, think about it. There is still time. Whether you want to become the Heavenly Emperor or give up, there is still time."

"Just tell me the answer before the time is up."

Duobao left, just like when he came, quietly, and when he left, even when the two looked at each other, he didn't see the slightest fluctuation or trace.

........

"Little Sister... Nuwa..."

Amidst the wilderness, in an inexplicable space hidden in the heavens and the earth, a huge funnel surrounded by the Xeon formation, a consciousness suddenly awakened, and the confused voice carried a hint of inexplicable sadness.

In the funnel, suddenly countless mysterious auras appeared, converging into the sea, and huge waves rose in the sea, and the waves rushed up, forming a huge figure with a face that couldn't be seen clearly.

Fuxi looked in the direction of Honghuang, holding her chest with her hand, although it was gathered by the breath, there was a heart-piercing pain.

"Little Sister...disappeared..."

Fuxi widened his eyes filled with grief, and searched the land with all his strength, looking for the breath that made him feel at ease.

However, after searching all over the land, he didn't find a trace of the breath he wanted.

"Sage... really will fall too?"

Fuxi lowered her head and did not act excessively.

"Bloodline induction, no, in the secret of heaven, there is no..."

"Gonggong, mend the sky, the lich disappeared..."

I didn't find Nuwa's breath, but what happened during this period of time appeared in my mind in the form of a secret.

Fuxi whispered: "Has the war already begun?"

"Why did no one call me?"

"Is it the big catastrophe that led Little Sister in?"

Nuwa patching the sky, this is the general trend, there is no danger, but it will be a great opportunity.

However, Honghuang changed so quickly during this period, he almost thought that Zhoushan would not fall, and repairing the sky would not happen.

But I didn't expect that the development of the matter would return to its original position after all, but there were subtle changes.

It was this change that made his Little Sister disappear.

"Little girl, Wawa..." Fuxi screamed sadly. He hadn't called this name for a long time.

Especially after Nuwa became Sage, he never called again.

At this moment, it came out of his mouth again, but it was so strange and familiar, and even more so kind and warm.

It's just that, in the warmth, there is a trace of extreme cold, and the soul is frozen.

"Heavenly Dao, Honghuang... Little Sister is dead... Little Sister is dead!"

Fuxi whispered in sorrow, just like an injured lone beast wailing helplessly.

"Isn't Sage immortal?"

"Isn't Sage immortal, Heavenly Dao is immortal, Sage immortal?"

"Fake, all fake, haha...all fake!"

The ocean transformed by the heavens, huge waves rise one after another, and the vast and powerful waves hit the four directions, but they are limited by the big array and do not fall into the wild land.

.......

The Black Territory, the war has been going on for a long time, the two families of the disappeared Lich, in this world, form a battlefield and fight continuously.

Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and the ten great ancestor witches stood at the back of the battlefield, their breath flowing, iron and blood permeating, and each of them had irrecoverable injuries.

"So amazing, really amazing!"

Dijun's eyes were cold, and he looked at the towering trees at the opposite moment. The trees were verdant and green, as if they were carrying the world, countless fruit tribes, counterfeit monsters, witches, and hundreds of people, flew out of them, entered the battlefield, and beat the monsters and witches. The constant retrogression.

Di Jiang touched an arm-long wound on his body, and red blood was flowing through it, and the passage formed by the law of space covered it, turning the blood around, so that he did not drain all the blood because of this wound.

"Can you win this battle?" Kunpeng was holding a demon book, disheveled and covered in blood, but the blood was not his, but the enemy on the other side.

Although his strength is not the strongest of the Lich race, he holds the Demonic Race and carries the Demonic Civilization. Later on, he has developed the Lich Civilization. With the help of the Demon Book, he can exert the strongest power. Therefore, he is the Two Lich Race. Among the clan, the only demon who was not injured.

"The battle is either victory or defeat." Zhu Rong was full of flames, and the three-flavored sacred fire stretched out, forming a three-flavored sacred fire halberd in his hand, grinning: "Whether you win or lose, fight!"

As he said, before everyone could speak, he rushed up with the three-flavored divine fire halberd and fought with a powerful fruit clan.

The flames are blazing, illuminating the starry sky, the branches are shaking, the breath of life is strong, a huge green fruit appears in the sky, and the endless flame and Zhu Rong are wrapped in an instant.

boom!

Soon, Zhu Rong rushed out, his breath was unstable, the fruit burst, the three-flavored divine fire halberd in his hand was broken, and countless fine wounds appeared on his body, and the green light of life burst into the wounds.

The crushed fruits were scattered, condensed, and transformed into the original fruit family. The breath was also unstable, and the body was also burning with a powerful three-flavored sacred fire. The screams continued, and a smell of something cooked came.

"Hey!" Zhu Rong smiled triumphantly, without chasing, a thick branch broke through the air from behind, entangled the fruit tribe, pulled it back, and sank above the huge fruit tree. With a flash of green light, it turned into a fruit. Hanging on it, the light flowed, and the breath slowly recovered.

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