Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 436: The death of Tianji, the identity of the ancient emperor of heaven

"Hoo hoo——"

The wind assisted the fire, and the flame instantly exploded several times.

Zhou Shu and Cui Lin were dumbfounded.

Tianji, what does this mean?

When others cut him with a knife, he has to sharpen the knife for others?

Is this disgusting that I didn't die fast enough?

There are so many ways to deal with the flames, and he actually chose to use the wind to blow out the flames!

How much water does it take to do this kind of thing?

The wind helps the fire, don't you understand such a simple truth?

"Ah——"

Tianji let out a scream.

His body is a divine weapon, and what a divine soldier fears most is flames.

Of course, ordinary flames can't hurt him at all

But the flame that Zhou Shu cast with his iron hand, is that an ordinary flame?

That is the flame specially used to forge soldiers!

The most restrained thing is the magic weapon!

Originally, the flame might not have caused too much damage to the Tianji, but the Tianji couldn't stand it and gave a divine assist.

Under the soaring flames, Tianji suffered a lot of damage immediately.

"Pavilion Master, today's witch is not out of his mind, is it?"

Cui Lin spoke weakly.

"Maybe."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "Before he was sealed by someone, his brain may be broken."

Zhou Shu looked at the angel wrapped in flames and said.

"Heaven, the brain is sick and needs to be cured."

"If you are captured now, I will spare you and cure your illness, what do you think?"

"Zhou, I am at odds with you!"

The angel roared angrily.

It was just a small mistake, and it was still far from killing him!

On the sphere, a black hole-like vortex suddenly appeared, and it began to crazily devour the flames.

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, took a step forward, pinched out the formula with both hands, and the flame instantly transformed into countless fire dragons, flying up and down to attack.

"The last name is Zhou?"

Cui Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Zhou Shu's back.

He believed that he had heard correctly, the Heavenly Wraith called the Pavilion Master, and it was Zhou who was surnamed.

The name of the pavilion master is obviously Wu Zongquan...

Cui Lin's heart was agitated, he knew that it was impossible for a master like Tianji to make a mistake.

Pavilion Master, you really have another identity!

Just to put it bluntly, how could an unknown soldier in a small remote town suddenly possess the world-leading art of casting soldiers?

It seems that the biggest secret of the Pavilion Master is his identity!

However, does it matter?

Not important!

Whether the owner of the pavilion is Wu Zongquan or Zhou, he is the owner of Tiangong Pavilion.

The owner of Tiangong Pavilion is the person in front of him!

There has never been a moment when Cui Lin recognized the man in front of him like he is now.

From the time when he was on the verge of death and the Pavilion Master fell from the sky and spared no effort to save his life, Cui Lin knew that his life already belonged to the Pavilion Master.

No matter who the pavilion master is or who his enemy is, Cui Lin will stand firmly with the pavilion master.

Even if it is the enemy of the holy, Cui Lin will not hesitate!

"Boom——"

Cui Lin was thinking, and then he saw Zhou Shu slashing at the ball with a sword.

The scream of Tianji was heard, and the sword light was mixed with the fire dragon, falling on Tianji's body continuously.

The body of the divine weapon of the celestial spirit has almost no power to destroy it.

But hardly ever, not absolutely.

If Tianji was an individual, with his current strength, Zhou Shu might need to spend more time to deal with him.

But Tianji is a magic weapon spirit.

Zhou Shu is a professional in dealing with magic weapons!

Every attack he made happened to land on the most vulnerable part of Tianji's body.

Tianji didn't feel much at first, but as time went by, he found that his strength was declining at an extremely fast speed.

In just a short moment, Tianji felt that his strength had decreased by a full 10% compared to his peak period!

If this situation continues, Tianji will no longer be Zhou Shu's opponent in a short time.

After realizing this, Tianji was a little panicked.

"How is it possible!"

Angrily roared, "How did you become so strong? This is wrong! You shouldn't have this power!"

"It's destiny, you shouldn't have this kind of power! You haven't even eaten a spirit fruit, why do you have such power!"

Tianji finally panicked.

Even if Zhou Shu said harsh words before, he didn't take it seriously.

What happened to the Armor Forge?

He Tianji has killed eight thousand soldiers if not ten thousand in his life.

The gap in strength cannot be made up by mere magic weapons.

Besides, it's destiny!

These four words are a natural moat that can never be overcome!

"Destiny?"

Zhou Shu sneered, "It seems that this fate is destined, and it is not a certain thing."

"I'm out of destiny now, and I haven't seen what fate has done to me!"

"Heaven, only cowards will admit the fate! My fate is up to me, not up to God, no one can decide the fate of my Zhou Shu, if anyone wants to do this, I will definitely pull them down!"

After Zhou Shu finished speaking, the radiance on his body skyrocketed again.

Tianji was terrified, and he finally realized that things were out of his own understanding, and that he might really die here.

According to the fate, I shouldn't die here, it should be Cui Lin.

If Cui Lin does not die, but dies himself.

Will Tiangong Pavilion fall apart?

Which direction will the situation develop in the future?

Holy, will you personally act to set things right?

Countless thoughts flashed through Tianji's mind, at this moment, the Heavenly Emperor Sword, with a monstrous flame, slashed heavily on Tianji's body.

"Kacha——"

On the sphere that had been damaged by the flames for a long time, a crack visible to the naked eye finally appeared.

This sphere is the body of the celestial spirit.

If the sphere is damaged, it means that the Tianji is seriously injured.

With a flash of light, the angel turned into a human again.

A shocking wound appeared on his chest.

The wound, bleeding continuously, is difficult to heal.

He looked at Zhou Shu and gave up resistance completely.

"Zhou Shu, I am very looking forward to how far you can go."

Tianji suddenly showed a smile on his face, looked at Zhou Shu and said, "If you can not die, then, see you in the next reincarnation."

"If you die, then we will see you in the next reincarnation."

After Tianji finished speaking, he spread his arms.

At this time, the Heavenly Emperor Sword in Zhou Shu's hand had already been cut out again.

"Boom——"

With a loud bang, the Heavenly Emperor Sword, with boundless power, slashed at Tianji's body.

The smile on Tianji's face became even brighter, as if relieved.

"I'll wait for you."

"Kacha——"

The sound of broken ceramics was heard, and countless cracks appeared on Tianji's body in an instant.

Then his body began to shatter.

In a few breaths, his body turned into countless tiny fragments and completely dissipated into the air.

【The Heavenly Emperor Sword you forged is successful in killing, and you will be rewarded with the power of the true source! 】

A bullet screen flashed, and Zhou Shu felt the power of the true source in his body soar again.

But there was no joy on his face.

To be honest, until the last moment, he didn't really want to kill the angel.

In the future he saw, Tianji did kill Cui Lin, but in the end, Tianji also tried to protect the human race in the ancestral land, and was killed by Zhan himself in the end.

He is a very complicated existence.

If possible, Zhou Shu actually wanted to save his life.

But there is no way, the cultivation bases of him and Tianji, once they fight to the death, if either side holds back, it is courting death.

"Cui Lin should have died, but now he is not dead, Tianji should not have died, but now he is dead."

Zhou Shu muttered to himself, "Now, has the track of history changed?"

To be honest, he doesn't know.

Even if these things change, and the things at the Spiritual Fruit Banquet don't change, then the future will still not change.

If he can't fight against the sacred, then the Tiangong Pavilion will still fall apart, and the ancestral land will already perish. Zhou Shu, he will still spend this life in endless regret.

So, he can't relax until he defeats the divine.

"What do the words of the angel before death mean?"

Zhou Shu frowned.

What Tianji said before he died is very puzzling.

I am dead, see you in the next reincarnation, and I am alive, see you in the next reincarnation.

What is the next reincarnation?

Heavenly ghost is the spirit of the weapon of the gods. When people die and spirits disappear, he has no afterlife.

How can there be reincarnation?

"Heaven, seems to know something."

Zhou Shu said to himself, "It's a pity that I didn't ask him why those saints targeted me like this."

"Theoretically speaking, even if I came from the ancestral land, I strayed into the big world from the small world, and I wouldn't cause such a big fear of the sacred."

Zhou Shu was very puzzled.

In the history he saw, those saints tried every means to put him to death. Even after he lost his cultivation and no longer threatened him, those saints still did not let him go.

In the end, he was even tortured to death by those gods.

Thinking about it now, Zhou Shu feels cold all over his body.

Without deep hatred, how could Sheng Sheng treat him like that?

It felt like he had dug a sacred ancestral grave.

"If given the chance, I would really like to dig your ancestral graves!"

Zhou Shu thought coldly.

He is incompatible with these saints!

Only one of them can survive!

"Pavilion Master——"

Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu in a daze, and he said weakly, "Heaven, dead?"

Up to now, Cui Lin still feels a little unbelievable.

That's a ghost.

Think about not long ago, several false gods, hundreds of celestial beings were all beheaded by the celestial spirits like melons and vegetables.

Even he almost died under Cui Lin's hands.

Such a strong man, under the hands of the pavilion master, seems to be powerless to fight back.

Pavilion Master, how powerful is he?

At the beginning, it took so much effort for him to kill a false **** Pang Tie, and all he did was act for himself?

With the strength he has shown now, killing the false **** Pang Tie is not easy, and there is absolutely no need to self-destruct Yuanshi Shenbing!

"Dead."

Zhou Shu nodded, and said, "He is begging to die, otherwise, I would kill him, it would not be so easy."

Even so, it cannot deny the power of the pavilion master.

Cui Lin muttered to himself.

"Pavilion Master——"

He hesitated, and said, "Your strength——"

"False God Realm."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "It's not as strong as you imagined. When I meet the Holy Spirit, I will die now."

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, you should have seen some things."

Zhou Shu turned around, looked at Cui Lin, and said seriously, "I'm not Wu Zongquan."

"What does that matter?"

Cui Lin smiled bitterly, "The first time I met you, Pavilion Master, I told you that no matter who you are or who you are, as long as you don't hurt Tiangong Pavilion, I will I will always regard you as the master of the pavilion."

"I said it then, and I say it now."

Cui Lin said solemnly, "No matter your surname is Wu or Zhou, you are the master of Tiangong Pavilion."

"Aren't you afraid that because of me, you will bring an invincible enemy to Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu said calmly.

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid."

Cui Lin said, "But if you are afraid, can you stop it?"

"I can see very clearly that I was the one who was going to be killed that day. This has nothing to do with you, Pavilion Master."

Cui Lin said with a serious expression, "The Tianji wants to destroy the Tiangong Pavilion, not because of the pavilion master. If it weren't for you, the pavilion master, I'm afraid I would have died in his hands."

"It's not me, Cui Lin, who is conceited. If I die here today, and hundreds of Heavenly Venerates and several false gods are buried with me, the Gong Pavilion will surely usher in a catastrophe."

Cui Lin said in a deep voice, "It was the owner of the pavilion who protected the Tiangong Pavilion. If it wasn't for you, the Tiangong Pavilion would be in crisis now."

"I don't know what the future will hold, but I know that now, Tiangong Pavilion cannot do without you, the Pavilion Master!"

Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu and said sincerely.

"Very good."

Zhou Shu said seriously, "Cui Lin, I can promise you, as long as you do things for me well, as long as I am still here, Tiangong Pavilion will be there."

"I trust the pavilion master!"

Cui Lin knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "From now on, my life, Cui Lin, belongs to the Pavilion Master. I will never say anything to the Pavilion Master if the Pavilion Master asks me to do anything!"

For the first time, Cui Lin formally pledged allegiance to Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu helped Cui Lin up, and the two looked at each other tacitly.

Now, their goals are the same. Anyone who wants to destroy the Tiangong Pavilion is their common enemy.

"Pavilion Master, although I don't know exactly what happened, but I know that something must have happened."

Cui Lin said sternly, "I'm afraid this world will change, I think, your true identity, Pavilion Master——"

"I know you will ask."

Zhou Shu's expression was calm, and he said calmly, "I thought I acted very well, but that's just my own thought. In fact, people have already known about my existence."

"In this case, there is no need for me to continue acting."

"Starting today, I will face the next storm with my true colors."

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, listen carefully, I am indeed not Wu Zongquan."

"I, real name, Zhou Shu!"

Zhou Shu said word by word, his voice was like thunder, and when the last word fell, a white light glowed on his body.

In the white light, his appearance changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, he has completely changed his appearance.

Compared to the appearance of the passers-by before, at this moment, he is majestic and majestic. Just standing there, it makes people feel that this person should be the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion!

"Zhou Shu?"

Muttering to himself, Cui Lin firmly imprinted this name deep in his memory.

…

"Dada——"

Blood dripped on the ground, making a slight noise.

The battle staggered forward.

There was a shocking wound on his chest.

There are dozens of Heavenly Venerates around, but no one dares to step forward.

The seriously injured false **** is also a false god.

Before he falls completely, he is still a lone wolf who can kill!

Not long ago, in front of these Heavenly Venerates, Zhan beheaded their masters, who were also false gods, on the spot.

Even though Zhan himself was seriously injured, he survived after all.

"Those who are not afraid of death can make a move."

The divine light in Zhan's gaze was frightening, and he said coldly.

"Try it, you may become the first god-slaying **** in the world!"

The battle language is sarcasm.

Those Heavenly Venerates, instead of moving forward, kept retreating.

The more Zhan Yue said that, the more fearful they felt.

The scene of beheading the false **** just now was clearly imprinted in their minds.

They don't want to follow in the footsteps of false gods.

"If you don't dare to do anything, get out!"

Zhan Da shouted.

The long knife in his hand exuded a dazzling divine light, as if he was about to slash it with his hand in the next moment.

The false gods were shocked.

"Huh——"

I don't know who was the first to run away, and the rest followed in an instant.

In a few breaths, the dozens of Heavenly Venerates were completely invisible.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhan let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, he has indeed reached the end of his strength.

He is not Zhou Shu after all, he does not have the strength to kill false gods as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

In order to kill the false **** just now, the price he paid was beyond imagination.

If those dozens of false gods really do something, he will really die here.

Fortunately, those people were frightened by him.

Zhan didn't dare to stay. Although he scared those people away, if anyone who was daring ran back again, he would be able to find out his situation.

At that time, if you really die in the hands of a Heavenly Venerate, you will be aggrieved.

With the last of his strength, Zhan supported his body with a long knife, and moved forward step by step.

He walked slowly and seemed in no hurry.

But in fact, he has no choice. Now, he doesn't even have the strength to walk faster.

In this way, Zhan has been walking for several miles, deep into the mountains and forests.

Finally, he saw a cave, and without hesitation, he got into it, and then mustered his last strength to seal the cave entrance.

It was only then that he fell to the ground on his back, lying on the ground without any scruples, panting heavily.

"Sure enough, any false **** is not easy to be born."

Zhan was full of fear. He thought that he had devoured so many spiritual fruits, and his strength was already in the middle of the false gods.

Think how easy it was for Zhou Shu to kill the false **** Pang Tie.

I'm just challenging the weakest existence among the three thousand false gods, isn't that easy to catch?

Unexpectedly, even the weakest existence among the three thousand false gods almost overturned himself.

A few times just now, he was about to die under the opponent's hands. Fortunately, his combat experience is quite rich, so he narrowly won.

"Fighting to the death is not the same as running for your life. When I fought against the pseudo-shenjintong and the others, I always ran away if I couldn't beat them, so I didn't give them too many opportunities to show their strength."

Zhan muttered to himself, "This made me have a wrong perception of their strength. In fact, any false **** is very remarkable."

"The prince can easily kill the false god, it is because the prince is too strong, not that the false **** is too weak."

"Compared with the prince, I don't know how much difference there is."

"I'm afraid the prince has seen this, so he asked me to challenge the false god."

"Only this kind of life-and-death battle can stimulate my potential. This time I discovered that a large part of the effect of the spiritual fruit I devoured is hidden in my body. If I absorb them completely, I will With his strength, he will definitely make great progress!"

"When I recover from my injury, I will find my next opponent!"

"Sooner or later, I will fight all three thousand false gods. By that time, I will be the number one expert under the holiness, except for the prince!"

Zhan's eyes were full of expectations.

…

The spiritual root of heaven and earth, a forbidden place.

Among the cloud and mist, there seemed to be several figures sitting opposite each other.

An ethereal voice sounded, and it was unknown whether it came from that mouth.

"An observation subject is out of control, who will go there?"

The voice was extremely indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

"Don't overdo it."

Another voice sounded, the tone was different, but the tone was exactly the same.

These people seem to exist without the slightest emotion.

"At the banquet of the spiritual fruit, if it is out of control, it can be solved easily."

"Yang Zhitian, did you find it?"

Another voice rang out.

Several people fell into a brief silence, and after a full quarter of an hour, only one person spoke slowly.

"He knows us too well. Every time he shows up, he controls the time very well. When we rush over, he will run away."

"But it doesn't matter, he can't affect the overall situation."

"He can't affect the overall situation, but he may come to grab the fruit."

One person snorted coldly.

"Grab, he must have this ability!"

Another person said coldly, "If he had that ability, he would have already transcended immortality. If he had already transcended immortality, there would be no need to do anything extra."

"There is nothing wrong with being cautious."

There was another moment of silence, and then someone said, "This time, it's the closest we've come to success. If we still fail, next time, I really don't know if we can get to where we are today."

"We will definitely succeed."

The sound gradually disappeared, the white mist became thicker and thicker, and those few figures gradually disappeared.

The surroundings returned to calm, as if those few people never existed.

…

"Pavilion Master!"

Cui Lin bowed and said, "Half a month ago, the general was 70,000 miles away in the north and killed the false **** Wanpeng."

"And then he lost track."

"It is said that several false gods have joined forces to kill the general."

Cui Lin's eyes were full of admiration.

He really can't think of what the pavilion master wants to do.

He sent a general to kill the false god!

Since the beginning of the world, this is probably the first time someone has killed false gods like this.

In the past countless years, there are only a handful of false gods who have not died.

But now?

In just a few months, is this the first false **** to die?

The false **** Pangtie, the false **** Bianji, the false **** Wanpeng...

Just the general alone has already killed four false gods.

He has already aroused the wrath of the false gods!

However, looking at the expression of the pavilion master, it seems very calm.

"Pavilion Master, should we help the General?"

Cui Lin said cautiously.

In any case, the Great General is also one of the strongest forces in Tiangong Pavilion.

Besides, he is now representing Tiangong Pavilion to challenge the false gods.

Fortunately, there was him, who attracted the attention of all the people in the world.

Otherwise, for those people who died in the hands of Tiangong Pavilion because of the reward offered by Tiangong Pavilion, I am afraid that someone would have come to trouble Tiangong Pavilion because of them.

Now, everyone is attracted by the action of challenging the false gods, and no one cares about the previous incident.

After all these years, this is the first time someone has challenged the false gods in such a big way. The key is that he is still strong enough to kill the false gods one after another.

Now everyone is guessing who his next challenge will be.

In this world, there will never be a shortage of spectators.

"No."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "His affairs are resolved by himself, and Tiangong Pavilion does not need to intervene."

"I asked you to find something, how did you find it?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"Because of the feast of the spiritual fruit, all the false gods kept Yuanshi in their hands."

Cui Lin shook his head in embarrassment, "No matter how high the price we ask, they will not give up the Yuan Shi in their hands."

"Yuanshi Shenbing can't do it?"

Zhou Shu frowned.

"Yuanshi Shenbing is fine, but they all said that they must first get Yuanshi Shenbing before giving up Yuanshi in their hands!"

Cui Lin said.

In this world, chaos has emerged. Even if you can't use such a good thing as Yuanshi, if you keep it in your hands, you may not be able to use it, so no false **** is willing to give it up.

On this point, Cui Lin was also a little helpless.

He didn't know what those false gods were thinking. Those Yuanshi should be sent to Tiangong Pavilion, and Tiangong Pavilion is the place where divine weapons are cast for the holy.

But now, all the false gods have tacitly chosen to hold Yuanshi in their hands.

"If you don't give it, then grab it for me."

Zhou Shu snorted coldly.

"Since you tell them well, then you don't have to be polite to them."

"Start from the territory of those false gods who have already challenged."

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "Their Yuanshi must be in their hands. If anyone dares to **** it, they will be killed!"

Zhou Shu's face was full of murderous intent.

"I have already asked Hou Baidong to open the warehouse of Tiangong Pavilion. From now on, all the guards and magic soldiers of Tiangong Pavilion are enough. If they can make great achievements, I can even forge them with my own hands!"

"Remember, I want all the Yuanshi in the world!"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin, "Can you do it? If not, I will let other people do it!"

"I can!"

Cui Lin gritted his teeth.

"Pavilion master, please rest assured, I promise, I will do my best to collect Yuanshi!"

After Cui Lin finished speaking, he bowed and left the shrine.

After Cui Lin withdrew, Zhou Shu's expression became extremely serious.

The future seen in the stele is always like a knife suspended above Zhou Shu's head.

He didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

He must not sit back and watch those futures happen!

The only thing he can do to change the future is to improve his own strength.

For Zhou Shu, the fastest way to improve his strength is to cast soldiers!

If all warriors in the world had a magical weapon that Zhou Shu personally forged, then his strength would definitely increase at an incredible speed.

At that time, even if you have the power to fight the Holy One, it is not a luxury!

So, what Zhou Shu urgently needs now is the materials for casting soldiers!

Especially Yuanshi!

Although I don't know why those saints regard Yuan Shi as a forbidden scorpion.

But as long as the enemy wants it, he will definitely stop it!

Since God wants it, he will get it first.

From now on, he wants all the Yuanshi in the world!

He also wants all the materials for casting soldiers!

He wants to turn all warriors in the world into his laborers!

He wants to see, holy, why decide his life and death!

"The banquet of spiritual fruits will determine who the next false **** will be."

Zhou Shu muttered to himself, "These saints really regard the world as their chessboard!"

"But you don't have the ability to use me as a chess piece!"

Zhou Shu's eyes burst out with brilliance.

"Ancestral Land!"

Zhou Shu raised his head and looked towards a direction, which was the gate of the realm outside Tongguan City.

After the matter of Yang Zhitian's tomb, Zhou Shu sent a team of Tiangong Pavilion guards to guard there.

He will not let people go to the ancestral land easily.

But after seeing the future on the stele, he already knew that these actions of his can only be regarded as better than nothing, but in fact they will not have much effect.

Sacred is really going to the ancestral land, those guards can't stop them at all. It's just that Zhou Shu doesn't have a good solution now.

Facing the sacred, no matter how confident he is, it is nothing more than self-comfort.

In fact, no matter how many things he does, he has no chance of winning.

It is so powerful that it almost makes people despair.

"The identity of the angel is very problematic."

Zhou Shu said to himself, "If he can send invitations for Sacredness, it must have something to do with Sacredness."

"However, he was taken to the ancestral land by the Ancient Heavenly Emperor back then. If he really belonged to the holy soldier, the Ancient Heavenly Emperor, how could he take away the Heavenly Ji?"

"Among the legends of the ancient heavenly court, the emperor of the ancient heavenly court is nothing more than a **** of cultivation, and in this world, it is nothing at all."

"A mere Celestial Venerable doesn't even have the qualifications to see the Holy Spirit, so why can he take away the Holy Divine Weapon?"

"And Tianji, obediently helped the Emperor of Heaven to establish the Heavenly Court! This is definitely not something that a mere Heavenly Venerable can do."

"The Emperor of Heaven——"

"And Yang Zhitian, what did he do, why did he go to the ancestral land!"

Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, he had a vague guess in his mind, but there was no evidence.

"If Yang Zhitian is the Emperor of Heaven, then all this can be explained!"

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

When he heard about Yang Zhitian from Cui Lin, he felt that Yang Zhitian's experience was very problematic.

Later, it was revealed that Yang Zhitian had died in the ancestral land.

But in the ancestral land, there has never been a legend about Yang Zhitian.

Tiangong Pavilion Master, such a big man, if he really went to the ancestral land, it is impossible that there will be no legends left behind.

Even if he deliberately concealed his identity, there would have been similar characters in the past.

This kind of person is like the light in the dark night, it is impossible to pass by without a trace.

Zhou Shu thought about many possibilities, but in the end, there was only one possibility left!

The Emperor of Heaven in Ancient Heaven is Yang Zhitian!

Only in this way can it be explained why the Ancient Heavenly Emperor was able to take away the celestial spirit!

As the master of Tiangong Pavilion, Yang Zhitian is not a simple celestial being.

He is the most powerful pavilion master in the history of Tiangong Pavilion. If he said that he took away Tianji from the holy side, Zhou Shu fully believed it.

Moreover, Yang Zhitian disappeared inexplicably, and later it was rumored that his tomb was in the ancestral land.

All of this is incomparably consistent with the experience of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor.

"If Yang Zhitian was the emperor of the ancient heaven, the **** of heaven, why did he betray the emperor?"

Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes and continued to think, "Besides, Tianji's memory was once blocked by someone. The first thing he did after recovering his memory was to use Sun Gonggong, Yang Hong and Zhang San to lure me to Wangchuan Riverside!"

"What is the relationship between Tianji and that mysterious person?"

"What is certain is that the mysterious person is definitely not the one who is targeting me!"

"It's not sacred, but he can come and go freely in the land of no man, and he knows the secret of the stone tablet at the source of the Wangchuan River. He also has an inexplicable relationship with Tianji!"

Zhou Shu's eyes shot out, "Yang Zhitian!"

"You are not dead!"

"A false **** has a lifespan of 100,000 years. As the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, Yang Zhitian is also the strongest pavilion owner in the history of the Tiangong Pavilion. He definitely has the power of a false god!"

"False God, in a place like the ancestral land, is an invincible existence at all. With the strength shown by the Tianji at that time, even if it is a conspiracy, it is impossible to kill Yang Zhitian!"

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, the majestic ancient emperor of heaven actually faked his death?

"If Yang Zhitian is still alive, then the mysterious person I saw on the bank of Wangchuan River is probably him!"

Zhou Shu said to himself.

Of course, all these speculations are based on the fact that Yang Zhitian is the Emperor of Ancient Heaven.

Whether Yang Zhitian is the Emperor of the Ancient Heavenly Court or not requires some evidence to prove it.

The most direct evidence, of course - witnesses!

"Mu Yuan!"

Zhou Shu shouted in a low voice.

The ground surged, and a spirit insect emerged from the ground.

"Go and find me your elder brother Mu Zhixing."

Zhou Shu ordered.

Mu Yuan rolled his eyes in a very humane manner, then got into the ground and disappeared quickly.

A moment later, Mu Zhixing followed Mu Yuan to Zhou Shu's shrine.

"What do you want me to do? I'm busy!"

Mu Zhixing said unceremoniously.

He was originally an informal character, and it was not the first day he met Zhou Shu, so there is no need to be polite about their friendship.

"Mu Zhixing, let me ask you, what is your brother's name?"

Zhou Shu asked straight to the point.

"My big brother?"

Mu Zhixing was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Zhou Shu to call him over in such a hurry to ask this.

"Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

He and Zhou Shu have known each other for so long, and Zhou Shu has known who his elder brother is, but Zhou Shu has never inquired about his elder brother.

"Don't worry about it so much, tell me, is your elder brother Mu Zhitian?"

Zhou Shu asked in a deep voice.

"Who told you that my elder brother is called Mu Zhitian?"

Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes, and said, "Could it be that because my name is Mu Zhixing, my eldest brother must be called Mu Zhitian, and the sky is bigger than the stars? If this is the case, he should also be called Mu Zhiri, Or Mu Zhiyue..."

Mu Zhixing curled his lips and complained, "The name Mu Zhitian is too ugly."

"Let's get to the point!"

Zhou Shu interrupted him angrily.

Just like how nice your name sounds, Mu Zhixing is not much better than Mu Zhitian.

"Okay."

Mu Zhixing said, "My elder brother's name is Mu Tian, ​​and there is no such character as Zhi."

"Wu Tian?"

Zhou Shu frowned slightly, and his thoughts were a little different, but not too different.

Yang, Mu Yi, Tian, ​​becomes Zhi Tian.

Mu Tian is Yang Zhitian!

Zhou Shu is now 80% sure that the emperor of the ancient heaven was Yang Zhitian!

"Yang Zhitian didn't want to be the master of the Tiangong Pavilion, why did he go to the ancestral land to build the Heavenly Court?"

Zhou Shu pondered in his heart.

In comparison, the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral Land is not comparable to the Tiangong Pavilion at all.

Don't look at the Heavenly Court in the ancestral land, but the strength of the Tiangong Pavilion is much stronger than when the Heavenly Court was in its heyday.

You know, there are not two Celestials in the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral Land, but in Tiangong Pavilion, there are hundreds of Celestials.

As long as you are not a fool, you will not let the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion go and go to the ancestral land to become a local emperor.

"Could it be, what attracts him to the ancestral land?"

Zhou Shu had some doubts in his heart.

A person like Yang Zhitian will have his reasons for everything he does.

He will never go to the ancestral land for no reason to build a heavenly court.

The point is, after he became the Emperor of Heaven, he even played a feigned death!

"Ancestral land, what secrets are hidden?"

Zhou Shu was full of doubts.

"My lord?!"

Seeing Zhou Shu in a daze, Mu Zhixing couldn't help shouting.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with my big brother's name?"

"His name is Mu Tian, ​​so he established the Heavenly Court. I think this name is quite normal."

Mu Zhixing grumbled.

"If you are called Mutian, you should build a heavenly court?"

Zhou Shu really couldn't understand Mu Zhixing's brain circuit.

"Mu Zhixing, your elder brother, is he really dead?"

Zhou Shu stared at Mu Zhixing, and suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?"

Ju Zhixing was taken aback

, puzzled, "My lord, do you suspect that my elder brother is not dead?"

"How is that possible! If my elder brother hadn't died, how could the Heavenly Court have been scattered? If my elder brother hadn't died, how could they have withered everywhere?"

"Impossible!"

Ju Zhixing shook his head resolutely.

If his elder brother hadn't died, the heaven would not have collapsed, and he and Zhan would not have had to live in hiding for so many years.

"Did you see your elder brother's body with your own eyes?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"Although I didn't see it, many of them have seen it."

Mu Zhixing said in a deep voice, "My lord, what happened, why did you suddenly remember to ask this!"

Ju Zhixing's expression was unusually serious.

Zhou Shu stared at him all the time, Mu Zhixing's reaction was very normal, and he couldn't see the fake expression at all.

Judging from his reaction, he really thought that Mu Tian was dead.

"He is a ruthless person, even his own brother is kept in the dark!"

Zhou Shu said to himself~IndoMTL.com~Ju Zhixing, I am going back to my ancestral land, you come with me. "

Zhou Shu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said.

"Back to the ancestral land? What to do?"

Mu Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt.

"Go back and check one thing."

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "The Emperor of Ancient Heaven, that is, your eldest brother, left something in the ancestral land. We are going to find it."

"Leave something? What? Why don't I know?"

Mu Zhixing said with a puzzled face.

"When you find it, you will know."

Zhou Shu said calmly.