Return of the Reborn God Emperor Chapter 1306: Eternal dust and earth
"Thank you Daoyou--"
In the midst of it, grateful murmurs came.
Chen Xiao looked stunned and stood there silently.
His violent breath is declining rapidly, and countless auras are spreading out like dust.
These ancient heroes are still gone.
In fact...
Their deity has long been killed in battle. Before the long years, they gave up their lives and did not hesitate to disperse their souls before they sealed the emperor's guard.
The recovery now is nothing more than obsession.
The wish is gone, and the obsession is naturally gone.
"Give away-Dao friends!"
Finally, Chen Xiao sends his longest tribute to the void.
Although he did not know these heroes, not even the same race or the same era, but these heroes were killed for the protection of the clan, even after hundreds of millions of years, the obsession still remains. Never extinguished.
So...
Naturally deserves the respect of his Chen Xiao!
By bowing, dying, nothing more than that.
It's just that even after winning, there is no joy in Chen Xiao's heart.
After all...
This is just the aftermath of an ancient war.
Once the real burial of emperor burial broke out, even the great divine dynasty and the supreme divine emperor will be completely buried and destroyed, which is far from what he can fight now.
Listen to the emperor's burial...
Obviously, there is a bigger black hand behind him.
It's still far from being taken lightly!
"Huh?"
Just when Chen Xiao suddenly appeared, a sudden flash of light in his eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed it, a silky black thread, and suddenly he was caught in his hand at the moment of disappearing.
Oh--
The dark hair, like black hair, was suddenly stimulated and suddenly darkened, but it was trying to escape from nothing and disappeared in front of Chen Xiao!
"Want to run?!"
Chen Xiao snorted coldly, and a small bronze coffin appeared in his hands.
The next moment, the coffin lid barely opened a thread, engulfing the strand of hair from top to bottom.
Pap!
A certain invisible connection, as the small bronze coffin closed, was severely cut open.
Chen Xiao can clearly feel...
The strand of hair suddenly lost its activity, and it took a long time to settle slowly.
"Then... that thing... was wiped out?"
Until this time, the voice of Zhen Tian Dian Dian Ling was full of surprise.
Chen Xiao looked around and couldn't help showing a smile.
When I first appeared, the Zhentian Temple, which was still domineering, was now reduced to the size of a fist, and it appeared in the void in time, as if it was possible to escape away at any time.
"Then... what the **** is that?"
Recalling the previous scene, the face of the temple was darker.
See you pitifully...
Originally, after a long sleep, he digested the magical material devoured in the ancient **** Tian Yuan thoroughly, and evolved all the way to the pinnacle of the **** rank.
Only half a step away, you can become a holy order!
Originally I planned to show my skills and suppress all the powerful enemies, but I didn't expect it...
You will encounter such a strange burial emperor guard!
The weird black mist in the previous pressure has terrible corrosiveness, and even the temple body after his promotion is completely unable to resist, and it was severely eroded in an instant.
It’s not Chen Xiao to do it in time to defend the enemy with six heavenly wheels...
Maybe the Zhentian Temple at this time has been corroded into ruins!
"Or the strange black mist, whether it is the white tiger emperor’s burial, or the ancient **** Tianyuan, you have seen it more than once." The voice of Chen Xiao immediately sounded, "It’s just that the concentration of black mist this time is at least Before... thousands of times."
In the past, he encountered black mist several times. How powerful the monsters born in it are, Jintian and Yuanshen Realm.
Six reincarnation palms are enough to restrain.
And this time...
The concentration of the weird black mist, I do not know how many times it has soared. Among them, the monsters bred are all the gods, and there are even emperors buried like emperors and guards. It seems to have lived from ancient times to today!
There is a big gap between the two.
"Is that the black mist again?"
The spirit of Zhentian Temple can’t help but be horrified: "How can I get to these black mists wherever I go?"
Chen Xiao couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, if you think about it like this, I and these black mists... really have a relationship."
However...
The boy’s eyes are extremely cold.
He has vaguely realized that he may have been involved in one side unintentionally...
This is what he had never experienced in his last life.
"However, who is the chess player and who is the pawn, the result is still unknown!"
Slightly appeased the temple spirit, and conducted a detailed inspection of the body of Zhentian Temple to confirm that the erosion of the strange black mist did not damage the original part, and Chen Xiao's sight was swept out again.
All of a sudden.
A light door of nothingness emerged, and Feng Xiaya's deep voice came out of it.
"Xiao Yuan, please come in."
Since the two met, this is the first time the little girl directly called the Chen Xiao name.
Chen Xiao was startled, immediately shook his head, and stepped into the light door.
The space behind the light gate is far more gorgeous and sacred than what the outside world sees, like a party of gods, filled with sacred breath.
In the first time, Chen Xiao noticed...
The sacred space in front of you is probably the core of the ruins!
"This is the inside of the Yin Yang mirror."
Feng Xiaya's voice came, less lively than usual, on the contrary, a little sadness.
Yin Yang mirror?
The Chen Xiao mind moved slightly.
"Yin Yang mirror."
At this moment, a graceful shadow slowly walked out of the light: "It is Emperor Ming's natal **** soldier."
Generally speaking.
martial artist urges magic weapon, either directly driven by mana, or run the corresponding skills, among them, there will be a time difference.
However, if it is a ritual weapon, it can greatly reduce this time difference.
Even to the extreme, mortal soldiers, like the commander of the arm, are almost equivalent to the second deity, enough to increase the strength of martial artist!
It's just that the sacrifices of the natal **** soldiers are extremely expensive, and they are connected with martial artist's hard work. Under normal circumstances, a martial artist can only sacrifice one piece of life throughout his life.
Therefore, there will be a saying--
The soldiers are at ~IndoMTL.com~ The soldiers are destroyed!
And now that the Yin Yang mirror is here, that means...
"That is..."
Chen Xiao's eyes narrowed suddenly.
At the end of this sacred space is a quaint stone chair.
A figure sat on the stone chair.
The ages have passed, and the dust and dirt of countless years have fallen on the stone chairs. The figure is completely dust-covered, and the real content is hardly visible.
But at this moment, Chen Xiao still has a hunch, a name blurted out:
"Di Ming!"
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