Nine Heavens

Because the distance was too far, and they didn't want to get too close, fearing that the two trolls would find out, the three of them had no choice but to release trillions of breaths of far-reaching divine sense waves, watching and listening to their actions.

"Huh ha ha..."

"The death of the clock! Even if you take back the ten square clocks, so what, the spirit of the gods and gods in your body is deeply poisoned by the darkness and evil poison of lacquer energy, and the core of the essence is about to be soaked, and it is about to turn into a demon of darkness!

At that time, your fairy god has been confused, how can you still control the ten square clocks! The ten square clock is not mine yet! ? "

In the center of the huge pitch-black devil egg, there is a huge dark monster Xu Xiao, with a ferocious devil face that keeps changing, with countless devil mouths, screaming at the same time.

The mountain-like pitch-black sledgehammer in his hand began to move up slightly again.

"Hmph! That's right! I, Zhong Zhan, is indeed about to transform into a demon, but this kind of thing will never happen in my clean heart of immortal spirit!

After I kill you, I will die with Qi Ai, Zhou Mo, and Mr. Death! Dark monster, hurry up and hand over Time Universe, maybe I, Zhong Death, will make you perish more decently! "

Zhong Sheng thought of being tortured by the other party for countless years, angry and resentful, but he was afraid that the other party would destroy the time boat in a hurry, so he slowed down his tone and said.

"Oh! The number one evil god in the Eternal Heaven Realm, Zhong Shi, is begging me? Alright! If you are willing to kneel down and shout three times, 'Void Universe Eternal!', the young master of Void Universe will give you the time boat immediately, otherwise... …Ha ha……"

Hearing Zhong Sheng's tone of voice softened, Xu Xiao's arrogance grew suddenly, and the blackness around him suddenly exploded with evil energy, shaking the black double hammer arrogantly and laughing wildly.

"Ding dong, woo woo, toot..."

However, at this moment, tens of millions of miles away, the sound of a flute suddenly sounded.

The melodious sound of the flute contained a divine power that had never been experienced before in Shengzhou, and it frequently flowed to the huge, pitch-black xuxiao dark magic egg.

Xu Xiao was soon shrouded in this mysterious power, and then the time boat sealed by him layer by layer in the core of the devil, suddenly roared out of his body, shot hundreds of millions of miles into the sky, and floated in front of Zhong Zhan. It's gone!

"Hmm! It's the Heavenly Monarch Divine Flute, Heavenly Monarch! Where are you, you are still alive, haha..."

Zhong Sheng raised his hand to catch the boat of time, burst into laughter, and turned his head to look in the direction of Jian Zhan Zhou Jun Zhanxuanzi Song Zhen, Ling Yao Zhou Jun Cheng Shifeng and Wu Xiannan.

"Woo——Sheng Eternal Heaven Lord!"

When Xu Xiao saw that the time boat in the demon essence had broken through the essence core, she was taken aback for a moment, and when she heard Zhong Zhan's shout, she was frightened out of her wits, and immediately controlled the pitch-black magic egg, and ran away desperately.

After Zhong Zhan took a look around, he quickly found the three high immortals of Langyuan who were hiding, especially Wu Xiannan. The fairy man came galloping.

But in the blink of an eye, they are already approaching, and the distance between each other is only a million miles.

"Ha ha……"

"The God of War is dead, see Tianjun!"

"boom!"

Zhong Sheng was still on top of the huge white rainbow vortex that was flying in the wind and clouds, and he knelt down on one knee. Shi Tianshuai smiled happily when he saw Tianjun's gift at the top.

"Tianjun?"

Zhong Death, with a body like a towering giant mountain, knelt in front of Jian Zhan Zhou Jun Zhan Xuanzi Song Zhen, Ling Yao Zhou Jun Cheng Shifeng and Wu Xiannan.

It made the three of them not know what to do, surrounded by clouds and mist, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know who Zhong Shi is calling.

"Oh! Haha... Please forgive Zhong Sheng for being presumptuous, Tianjun's memory of the ancient spirit in the heaven world is still in the seal, and he must not know this God of War anymore!

But it doesn't matter, Zhong Death can help you! Can Tianjun summon the divine flute, or call it the Tianlai flute, and borrow the bell to use it? "

Seeing the bewildered look of the three people who had cast the invisibility spell, Zhong Xing was taken aback for a moment, then understood what was going on, shrunk his figure down to about the same size as the three people, and said with a smile.

As soon as Zhong Xing said this, Jianzhan Zhoujun Zhanxuanzi Song Zhen and Spirit Monster Zhoujun Cheng Shifeng realized who the other party was saluting, and turned their gazes to Wuxiannan.

"Ha ha……"

"Zhong Death! You are a god, I am a mortal fairy, you and I met for the first time, I am afraid you have misunderstood the person!"

At this moment, Wu Xiannan laughed awkwardly and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Don't laugh, Tianjun, can Zhong Sheng have the courage to ask Tianjun a few questions?"

Zhong Shi waited for Wu Xiannan's laughter to fade, and asked.

"Okay, it's okay to ask the dead Zhong, the fairy knows everything, but this junior is really not a heavenly king! The bamboo flute of this junior is just a pastime!"

Wu Xiannan said a little dumbfounded.

"Thank you Tianjun for your kindness! Then Zhong Xing is presumptuous. Dare to ask Tianjun the first thing, is this flute mysteriously appeared when Tianjun was born?"

Zhong Sheng looked at the green bamboo flute in Wuxiannan's hand and asked.

"This flute did exist when this junior was born, but at that time it was just an ordinary mortal bamboo joint, it was really not a fetish."

"That's right, the name of this bamboo fairy is Tianlai Bamboo, it is the divine grass with auspicious sounds that surrounds the soul of the heavenly king, and only the heavenly king can have it!

Now that the Tianlai Bamboo has turned into a Tianlai flute, it is in the hands of Tianjun. Does Tianjun still recognize his position as a god in the heavens? "

"Heavenly Flute?"

Wu Xiannan looked thoughtfully at the emerald green bamboo flute in his hand, and whispered to himself.

"That's right, it's also called the summoning flute. It's the sound of the Heavenly Monarch's trumpet that dominates the situation and leads the celestial army to fight against the dark universe, subdue demons and eliminate demons, and summon the celestial army."

Seeing that Wuxiannan seems to have remembered something, Zhong Death knelt down excitedly and reminded him.

"Hmm! That's a good name, Feng'er, that's a good name. I've always wanted to give this flute an elegant name. Fortunately, Senior Zhong Death reminded us that our emerald green bamboo flute might as well be called Tian Lai Di!"

Wu Xiannan thought for a long time, suddenly laughed, turned to look at his beloved wife Ling Yao Zhou Jun Cheng Shifeng who looked at him with strange eyes, and said.

"Wow! Immortal man! This can't be true, right? You are the emperor of heaven, so am I the queen of heaven!?"

Cheng Shifeng, the spirit demon Zhoujun, floated in front of Wuxiannan, looking up and down at Wuxiannan as if he didn't know her husband.

"Hehe, look at you! No matter what, you still don't know what I look like, Wu Xiannan. I really hope that I am the king of heaven and let you be my queen. But, this is impossible!"

Wu Xiannan laughed at himself, and made a humorous gesture to Cheng Shifeng, the spirit demon Zhou Jun.

"Giggle..."

"Feng'er is joking, the husband is like this, and Feng'er will always like it!"

Cheng Shifeng, the spirit demon Zhoujun, thought that his husband didn't look like a god in the sky, so he laughed.

"Tianjun, you? Hi! Then Zhong Xing asked Tianjun about the second thing. Does Tianjun know what he wants to know by playing the flute?"

When Zhong died saw the other party's actions and heard the other party's words, Qilin's face full of excitement turned cold again, so he had to remind again.