Revival of the Gods

These forty-five sacred priests, the first nine are hit in the mist, the nine princes are finished, the whole world is clear, and then the thirty-six celestial beings are playing in the world of the thousand, the last one After the immortal is finished, "嗡嗡..." is surrounded by shocks, inexplicable fluctuations, or there is a cry of ghosts and ghosts floating from the torn sky!

"Silk..." Far away, the fierce soul wearing a black robes stood in the air. He was swayed by the waves and the power of the voice. He dared not go forward, but he couldn’t help but look at the aliens in the world. I took a breath of cold air, and the already blurred eyes made a strong color!

Because, with the vibration, Xiaoqian world began to shrink, gradually condensed into a shape of a symbol!

Xiao Hua was already shocked at this time. He took a deep breath and still spurred Xianli to play the last fairy.

The sacred palace of the immortality of the sacred three hundred and sixty, implied the perfect number of big Sunday!

However, before he could play dozens of fairy tales, the outline of the Eighteenth House in the Xiaoqian world was still unclear. "The rumble..." is another thunder, and the roots of the 18th house began to collapse, not waiting for Xiao. What does Hua do, everything is blurred!

"Damn!" Xiao Hua snorted and his face turned blue.

After the low embarrassment, Xiao Hua suddenly shocked and hurriedly looked at one place, whispering: "Who?"

Xiao Hua looked at it, naturally it was the fierce place, and the fierce figure was swayed and disappeared.

Xiao Hua frowned, and grew up, just about to explore, suddenly, not far from the fierce soul, the strange grating such as thunder flashing, a Xiaohua is familiar, and strange body shape appears in the grating!

"Phoen... Huangtong??"

Looking at his own Phoenix figure, Xiao Hua screamed in the incredible heart.

"Ah??" The figure of the Phoenix was actually exclaimed. The two wings were on display, and they turned back. Isn’t it Huangtong? He looked at Xiao Hua and exclaimed, "Dao You, you... how are you here? Body... How do you wear a gleaming robes??"

Seeing Xiao Hua did not answer, Huang Tong hurriedly changed his mind, Xiao Hua immediately understood.

"No, no..." Xiao Hua hurriedly flew over and asked, "How are you here? This... This is the Taikoo fairy shard!"

"How is it possible?" Huang Tong’s face also gave birth to an unspeakable weirdness. He said, “The poor road knows that the Taoist friend is trapped in the Taikoo fairyland shards, but... the poor road is in a demon league... retreat! ”

Xiao Hua released his thoughts. Sure enough, Yan Yan could not detect Huang Tong, and even Xiao Hua opened his eyes and could not see it.

Xiao Hua’s heart rushed into the space, and saw the jade phoenix phoenix on the head. The jade phoenix phoenix also looked at the face and looked at Xiao Huadao: “Daoyou, this... what is going on here?”

"Dao friends asked me, who do I ask?"

"Can be ... poor, the deity clearly hides in the secret of a demon cultivating ..." Jade phoenix knotted, "and the demon of the deity, in the demon league has been transparent ..."

"Hey, the poor road seems to understand!" Yu Xiao Xiaohua whispered out of the space.

Xiao Hua’s heart is reunited and excited. “Do you want to try your best?”

"Yeah!" Huang Tong should have a voice, the wings spread, "Boom..." seems to be Leiyin, but the Taikoo Xianjie fragments outside the grating have no effect.

"Haha, the poor road understands!" Xiao Hua smiled. "The Taoist friend is still in the demon league, but it is because of the reason of the time rule, it is revealed here!"

"Is it?" Huang Tong was somewhat skeptical, his eyes flickering, and there were strange ghosts in his life, but the shadows were still falling, and the grating could not be pulled out!

"Oh, it looks really..." Huang Tong nodded. However, Xiao Hua looked at Huang Tong and did not answer it. It was an annoyance on his face. After a while, he shot his forehead. Damn, how can I forget it? Jiuyi is the technique of casting souls in the demon league. I sacrificed the dead charms myself. Naturally, I want to use the method of casting souls of the Terran!"

"What do you mean?" Huang Tong is somewhat puzzled. Xiao Hua is too lazy to explain, and he will pass on the ins and outs of the death to the phoenix.

In the real world, Xiao Hua was so used to the avatars, but he forgot, Huang Tong is not here, how can he pass on his thoughts to him? Even if you use your heart to pass on your thoughts, how can you not do it before?

"Haha, can't you!" Huang Tong laughed. "The Taoist friend is a human race. If you use Jiuyi, it is a poor road."

"Unfortunately, the Taoist friend is in the demon league, not here, this is a dead letter..." Xiao Huagang said here, suddenly he was stunned again, and smiled bitterly. "The Taoist friends don't have to be here, they are clear-minded." Well, as long as the Taoist friends have the mark of the soul, they should be able to sacrifice the replacement for the Taoist friends!"

"No, no..." Huang Tong shook his head slightly. "It should be said that it is suitable for my demon!"

"Yes, good!" Xiao Hua smiled. "In the past, the poor roads have sacrificed witches in the world. The witches are used by the Terran. It is the soul of the three souls and the six souls. Now the poor roads are sacrificed." The character should be similar to the witchcraft. Of course, compared with the sorcerer, the sorcerer should be a small witch. After all, the replacement can replace the immortal, and even can be used for the demon and the dragon according to the divine imprint..."

"Yeah..." Hearing Xiao Hua said here, Huang Tong suddenly blinked and shouted, "Although the poor road can not imprint the soul of the soul to the Taoist friends, can... Yu Yuhuang can be!"

"Haha, yes, good!" Xiao Hua said, "It's true! The Taoist friends can put the mark of the soul into the demon, so that the jade phoenix can bring the poor road!"

"You and so on..." Huang Tong hurriedly spread his wings to sacrifice a demon.

"Not at all!" Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. "The poor road has not been sacrificed for success!"

"Well, um..." Huang Tong laughed. "Daoyou first sacrifices!"

Xiao Hua saw Huang Tong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In a good mood, he immediately urged Xianli to start the sacrifice again. At the end of the day, Xiao Hua urged the metaphysical articles, and sure enough, the sound of "嗡嗡..." In the meantime, three golden suns, seven silver-white moons flashed at the same time, and the morning sun was born. The eighteenth house began to rise in the world of Xiaoqian!

Xiaohua’s remaining 225 sects and singers sang together, and in the end, in the eighteenth house, three palaces illuminate the golden light, and the seven palaces illuminate the silver light. The gold and silver brilliance are intertwined, which is a symbol of light and shadow. !

The last fairy smashed in, it is already a year later, but see the world shake, the ghosts scream, "铿..." a crack, a bronze symbol condenses out of thin air!

“Big good!” Xiao Hua raised his hand and took the first one in his hand. When he carefully looked at it, the symbol was bronze, but there was a gold-silver-light condensation texture inside. The texture was faintly floating, and some people were sitting cross-legged. Look carefully, three golden stars, seven silver stars are exactly the same as the position of the three souls and seven souls of the metaphysical articles!

"Haha, congratulations to friends, congratulations to friends..."

A big laugh came from another direction, Xiao Hua looked up, isn't it Feng Qi?