Revival of the Gods

"Damn it,"

"This...what is this??"

Sun and Moon see heart-shaped fireflies appearing. Although this fireflies is small, it has a solid background. In particular, different heart-shaped fireflies can easily fit together and form a prairie fire!

"Siu Hua, Xiao Hua~"

When Benyue woke up, the figure in the cloak rose into the sky and went straight to the zuì Jiao Bianyan stele.

"Swipe~"

Without saying a word, Benyue raised his sword light like an electric split to Xiao Hua who stood calmly overlooking all directions.

I don't know, where the sword light fell, the bright light flickered, and the Moon Moon Sword actually fell through!

Fly to the moon, the color changed immediately, and the situation of the sword splitting the Jiao Bianjian (zuì) Jiao Bianyan monument sounded that day.

"Flying to the moon~"

He also flew in at this time and said coldly, "Don't pay attention to him, he will completely transform the sword without a stick of incense. At that time, we can deal with him anyway!"

"Then go to the blood sacrifice of 800,000 people, hurry~"

Benyue felt bad, and hurriedly urged each day, Liang Jian hurriedly flew back.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Zhuri and Benyue had just rushed into Haotian. Among the eight Haotians, eight of the monumental shadows of flying swords had been condensed, and a poem "Sword Fu" appeared in the heavens and the earth.

Within days of Long Zhuan’s non-wen, Qing Ye and others chanted: "You don’t see Kunwu Tieye’s flying flames, red light and purple air..."

Following the chanting, dragons and seals appeared on the bodies of the people, and the sword rhyme swiftly wandered, rushing towards the three flowers at the door of the people!

Within days of Yun Zhuan's non-color, Fan Zixi and others recited: "After Feng Hu died, he lost his mind, Ruoyexi Ping Jinshan Cave..."

In the same way, the cloud seal fell into the body of the public, and the sword rhyme fell like a silk to the crowd!

Within days of the eight-point seal's non-feeling, Xin Yue and others chanted: "I heard about the sword of Longquan Tai'a, this thing often Zhong Shenying..."

Within days, Meng Feng and others chanted loudly: "Wu Mountain opens, crosses rivers and rivers, three golds combine to make treasures..."

Within days of Lei Zhuan’s non-listening, Zhao Bo and others from the Huangcheng Alliance also chanted: "I have a three-foot box, Baishi hidden Qingfeng. I have been hiding for thirty years, I dare not open the seal lightly. There is no one to unlock the dragon, Qiushan locks the dragon. I always mention it for myself, clear water and green hibiscus. The domestic chicken has not been cut, but the slaughter or Dangfeng. I want Zhang Zhuangwu, plausibly promote Guo Daig.

The same grand event also appeared everywhere in Fei Si Hao Tian and other places in Yunqi. More than 800,000 Taiqing Heavenly Immortal Second Stage Ninth Stages were originally at the bottleneck, but if there was a trace of looseness, they could break through.

Xiao Hua first ignited the fire of conviction for everyone, and then used the bright light to inspire the eight-faced front to make the people realize. It didn't take a moment at all, "Boom boom boom~" The three flowers of the Taiqing celestial beings bloomed with sunshine, and the sunshine swooped down day by day. And Benyue's eyes are blinded.

"Too...Taiqing Tianxian Grade 3?"

They couldn't imagine that these second-tier Taiqing Heavenly Immortals would break through in such a short period of time!

However, what was unexpected to the two mouths was more than that.

Seeing the eight hundred thousand Taiqing Heavenly Immortals one by one Wujian, Xiao Hua had not yet breathed a breath. He suddenly discovered that the fire of faith that had been ignited was actually merged with the Jing Zhao Qi family record, and the Jing Zhao Qi family recorded it. Those branches that look like dandelions were originally imprisoned in the zuì Jiao eight-faced stele, but now, under the burning of the light of faith, they rushed out of the Great Sword Realm and merged with the luck of the heavens. !

Xiao Hua sensed the majestic air luck in the heavens, and a move in his heart immediately urged the Jing Zhaoqi family record, silently reading in his heart: "Confucianism, softness, sorcerer..."

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"The dedication to Confucianism, the belief in Confucianism, and the expectations of Confucianism are the support for the advancement of Confucian Confucianism in the Heavenly Court, and only this kind of confidence is the most powerful force of Confucianism in the Heavenly Court!"

Xiao Hua actually didn't think much, he just wanted to tell the heavenly Confucian of his own experience, but he really underestimated the role of Jing Zhaoqi's record, underestimated the power of the light of faith, it was only half a cup of tea. , An incredible scene appeared...

Not to mention that in the Great Sword Realm of Haotian, Xiao Hua battling the Sun and Moon Swords wits and bravely, just to say that outside the Great Sword of Haotian, Xiao Hua's literary and music that hung on Xiao Hua's safety had long been anxious.

"Your Majesty~"

Wenqu looked at the Haotian Great Sword Realm, which was still concealed by the black sword pattern, and couldn't help flying to the side of the Emperor, and said respectfully, "What's the situation?"

"Still like that~"

The Emperor had a flat expression, glanced at the black sword pattern, and replied softly.

"But~"

Wenqu asked, "This has been nearly a thousand years, and seeing that the wise election is about to end, why hasn't there been any movement?"

"Nothing is the best thing now~"

The Emperor suppressed his temper, and explained, "This shows that Xiao Hua and the eighty-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousands of the heavens are innocent. Of course, you don’t have to worry about it. After the wise election is over, the ban on the eight-faced stele of zuì will be opened. Whether Xiao Hua is dead or alive, we will take action..."

Before the emperor’s voice fell, Kong Xu’s voice from the sacred palace of literary music sounded in the distance: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations..."

"Huh~"

The Emperor snorted coldly and said, "I know, but there are more stars appearing, but Xiao Hua and more than eighty thousand Taiqing Tianxians are still trapped in the Great Sword Realm, He Xizhi?"

"Yes, yes~"

Although Kong Xu nodded, the excitement on his face did not diminish at all. He said, "Weichen knows that Louzhu Xiao and the others are still trapped in the Great Sword Realm. Life and death are unknown, but... but the results of going to the holy relics have come out. The number of Wenxing is really...too many, absolutely unprecedented!"

"How many?"

Chi Di couldn't help asking from a distance.

"So far~"

Kong Xu took a deep breath and said every word, "There are a total of two hundred and fifty-seven thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight literary stars on the star list!"

After Kong Xu finished speaking, there was no exclaim as he imagined, and all the Sifang emperors were silent.

"Your Majesty really did it~"

Kong Xu admired it in his heart, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but he remembers clearly now, just half an hour ago, countless names suddenly jumped out of the pale yellow clouds like the river crucian carp, and rushed towards the shallow. In the purple starry sky, including myself, all the celestial staff of Wenqu Shenggong almost shed tears with excitement!

This is an unprecedented prosperous scene, and it is an unprecedented achievement. It is impossible for so many stars to appear in the future wise selection!

"My God~"

When Kong Xuzheng admired the five-body cast, Baidi exclaimed, "More than two million stars? Isn't this wise selection going to be recorded in the annals of history? I can't even dream of it!"

"Yes, not bad~"

The Black Emperor also shouted, "This number is beyond my dreams!"

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