Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

In the lobby of the prison temple, there are several fresh fruits, two pots of new tea, and a few pretty cute little maids waiting. Chu Tian and Chu Yu are sitting on the two sides, and Xuan Zangjun is not. Politely occupied the center of the original Chutian.

However, unlike the fire in front of the prison gate, Xuan Zangjun at this moment is so calm and calm, without the slightest fireworks.

Obviously, the impatience and irritability in front of the door is clearly that Xuan Zangjun deliberately made it for some people.

The four kings lined up and stood behind Xuan Zangjun. His look was light and his eyes were cold and staring at Chu.

It is really too much to smack, the scar on his face has not completely healed, and the thief's eyes are squinting, like a mouse ready to steal the scent of jade, looking up and down Xuan Zangjun.

This expression, this appearance, is really to make these four gods will want to slap a slap in the face.

If it wasn’t for Chu Tian’s body, if there was no fear of the pressure on the four heavenly bodies, they would be forced to sway and their hearts and livers were shaking. Some of them had already been shot.

It is also because of the terrible pressure emanating from Chu Tian, ​​so the four gods will not dare to look directly at Chutian, and they can only stare at Chu Yu with a gaze - the so-called persimmon soft pinch, Tian will also Can not be excused.

"Xuan Yujun, the conflict between Lan's and Yun's sons and me, I really can't blame me." Chu Tian looked at Xuan Junjun sincerely: "I honestly took you to the Emperor." The best of the gods, to chaos the heavens and other ghost places to expand the family business for the emperor, this loyal, day-to-day!"

Suddenly sighed, Chu Tian spread his hands, helplessly looked at Xuan Zangjun: "I don't know where the evil Lancome, Yunxiao several sons, they actually let the blue cloud that squat, holding a Inexplicable owe wants to hang me!"

Blinking his eyes, Chu Tian straightened his waist, and the horrible power of his body intentionally and unintentionally evaded Xuan Zangjun, and he was heavily crushed on the four heavenly masters.

From Lingjiu, after a sacred legacy, Chutian’s short time of half a month has already thoroughly understood the basic skill of "Imperial Creation of God".

"Yi Nian Chenghua" is the fundamental supernatural power that directly refers to the origins of the heavens and the earth. "Dictionary Derivatives" is the most basic and difficult entry technique for "Yi Nian Chenghua". "A Derivative of One Mind" begins with the creation of a sand, a stone, a grass and a tree, and eventually even a complex living body can be derived from the air.

And "Yi Nian Chenghua" involves the magical magical sects of rule-changing, distribing avenues, making things out of thin air, stealing secrets, and so on. According to the introduction of Lingjiu, "Yi Nian Chenghua" is really derived from the highest level, that is, rebuilding a boundless day between thoughts... In theory, it is also possible!

The practice of "Dream of the Big Dream" has made Chutian's soulful thoughts extremely incomparable, and is more than a hundred times and thousands of times more powerful than the same-level masters. It is 100 times and thousands of times more pure. Using an inappropriate analogy, "Dream of the Big Dream" has turned Chutian into a muscular man who is tall and powerful, and is a hundred times more powerful than the same-order.

The "Imperial Creation of God" is a supreme application skill. I have cultivated this method of practice. Chu Tian is a tall man. He should have been licking the majestic man of the big mountain and licking eggs, but he has the fingertips licking the embroidery needle and micro-carving the skills of the rivers and rivers on the eggs.

Therefore, Chutian’s thick and heavy mountain spirits are as soft as water, avoiding Xuan Zangjun, and turning into four invisible big mountains and crushing four kings.

With Chu Tian’s current mana and the strength of the soul, the four kings of the real world are like four chicken scorpions. They are pressed by the strong and heavy souls of Chutian, and they are slightly cold and sweaty.

What is even more terrifying is that after a trial of the sacred palace, Chutian’s soul can be split into hundreds of millions, billions, and tens of billions of extremely fine fragments in a flash, each of which can condense itself. Into a small avenue rune, can be interspersed into such a subtle avenue chain, and finally can absorb and control the countless finest heaven and earth pith particles, and finally derive such exquisite heaven and earth creations!

Chu Tian’s manipulation of God’s thoughts is so subtle that it is impossible for ordinary people to imagine. His soul is actually crushed on the four kings. He is as heavy as a mountain, but as heavy as the sea, but the hospitality hall There wasn't even a trace of breeze inside, and no dust was picked up. Several little maids who had been repaired by a little bit were walking freely, sipping tea and cutting fruits for Chu Tian and others.

The four kings were crushed and smashed, and they almost fell to the ground.

But they were horrified to find that this pressure is like an illusion, and there is no sign of the lightness around the wind!

Terrible, terrible, terrible!

This means, this strength, even if they face the terrible power of the supreme Tian Yunshi after Xuan Zangjun, they have never encountered such a strange thing. The four priests who escorted Xuan Zangjun from the high heaven all the way to the massacre city finally believed that Chutian could have the power to destroy the three gods of the Lantai Leifeng.

Chu Tian looked at Xuan Junjun, who was slightly frowning, and said calmly: "I, the township Pifle, someone is bullying the door, naturally pulling the sword and starting, can he beat it, first hit it again. So, I am very sorry about the three kings of the Lantai Leifeng... I have destroyed their gods. I am willing to wait for the hand to be more active and give them enough compensation."

After blinking, Chutian was prepared to be completely shameless: "However, Lantai Guangxi’s disappearance is a thing... I really don’t want to take this pot. In short, maybe I injured Lantai Guangxi. Adult, but in the end, whether he has fallen, is definitely not my hand."

The Heaven and Earth Furnace bounced in Chutian Dantian. He said very cheerfully to Chutian that he would be happy to take the pot.

Anyway, the soul of Lantai Guangxi was completely refining by him. The materials that were extracted were also shared by them. Chutian did not touch a little bit of oil and water, so Chutian said that this was unusually justified, no A little bit guilty.

Xuan Zangjun nodded slowly, and she sighed: "Lan Lan, Yun Hao, a few of them... It’s really awkward, they are driven by a letter from the cold, helping the people of the Holy Spirit to make their own subordinates. Things have been identified by the family."

Chu Tian picked a brow and he said with a fuss: "Oh, oh, oh, the nobles of the 13th clan of the high heavens, is this virtue?"

Xuan Zangjun turned his eyes and said indifferently: "Is it very rare? The coldness is nothing but a small color. There is a group of mad bees around the bed. If you don't say her, just say me, if I sent a letter to the Holy Spirit. Heaven also avoids a group of people who are willing to drive."

The tone of Xuan Zangjun is very indifferent, but there is no need to reveal a feeling of comparison and sorrow between the lines.

She is interested in telling Chu Tian, ​​don't think about how the little girl is chilling. Her Xuan Zangjun is also a famous three-day leader. As long as she is happy, there are still a lot of holy spirits who are willing to be her. Output.