Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Chapter 71: There are six lanes in the sky (1)

"Ghost Road?" Chu Tian brows a pick and smiles happily: "Hey, Lord, you see, this is right, this is the information I need."

"Some things are hidden, but if you can share them, it will be good for everyone, isn't it?" Chu Tian slammed his hands and eagerly looked at Yan Xiuer: "And then?"

Yan Xiuer looked up and tried to see the face of the sky.

The light of the windproof candle was very dim. Even if she used all her strength, she could not see the expression of the moment at the moment, and could not analyze his psychological activities through the expression of Chutian. This made him feel very annoyed and powerless when he had a keen insight into the change of human expression since childhood.

She looked at Shangyun and Shangyu who stood by.

The two shook their heads at the same time.

Chutian stood too high, and the cliffs that were nearly a hundred feet away from the ground were such a steep terrain, and it was still the night of the five fingers. It’s almost impossible to want to blast into the air and catch it.

They did not have confidence in grasping Chutian.

Yan Xiuer’s brow screamed softly and asked: “Chu Shitou, it seems to have something to say, what I am interested in?”

Chu Tian laughed: "Yes, the exchange of information should be fair and just. Then, 18 years ago, the elites of the Yi family led by your sister-in-law, and the most elite black dragons, 泱Nearly 10,000 people were killed by a net, and no one escaped because of!"

Chu Tian suddenly stopped talking and looked down at Yan Xiuer.

Yan Xiu's body trembled fiercely, and the beautiful big eyes almost bleed. Chu Tian said that it was the truth that she was eager to find eighteen years ago. She stopped her words on this bone, and Xiu Xiu had no choice but to break Chu.

Taking a breath, Yan Xiuer sighed: "Those who can hide themselves completely in a living being, like the clothes of the aliens who live around the body of the living, are evil spirits from the ghosts."

"There are six heavens and earth, our human race is a 'humanity' creature, except for 'humanity', 'ghost road', and 'demon road', 'magic road', 'spiritual road', 'shinto'. These six are my own The title, in their respective ethnic groups, has other names for themselves."

"For example, the monsters of the ‘demon road’, their name for their own is ‘Daluo’s people’s life!’

Chu Tian immediately asked Yan Xiuer: "This is the secret recorded in your ancient Qin classics? When the Dajin was established, the ancient Qin's books were almost burned, and countless knowledge cut off the inheritance. I also met one wearing yesterday. White, long cyan hair, cyan lines on the cheeks, men with controllable fog, he is?"

"And it's still beautiful and beautiful, just beautiful and non-human?" Yan Xiuer sneered: "That must be the 'Shendao' creature. They are born with a sacred pattern, can handle the power of nature. We are 100,000 people." Only one million people can produce a sorcerer, any sacred creature, they are born to be a powerful sorcerer!"

"The mysterious creatures are powerful, but they are weak. If you can get close to the body, it is not difficult to kill the enemy." Yan Xiuer continued: "The gods are more arrogant and self-sufficient, self-satisfied with the world, and born to be overwhelming. Above, they have a long life span and it is said that if they are not killed, their life can easily reach 10,000 years. Therefore, they are extremely afraid of death and often escape."

Chu Tian remembered the performance of the water son yesterday, and could not help but nod.

As Yu Xiuer said, the water son is really a timid and horrible cargo. It may threaten his life and he will immediately leave his allies to escape.

Yan Xiuer has given a certain amount of information, and Chutian immediately gave back: "18 years ago, there were more than 12 people in the family who were going to surpass Tianpin, and other Tianzun peaks. The masters of the masters are more than a hundred people. The other elites of the Yi’s elite have their own skills. With the strength of Chu’s strength, it is impossible to reduce the number of the ambassadors led by the Lord.

"Then how did they die? Why didn't one escape?" Yan Xiu's eyes immediately became red.

"The method of the Shaoshan Master in the Lushan Academy is exactly the same, poison!" Chutian said slowly: "Poison, the attack is slow, but once it breaks out, it will cause the air machine to collapse, the blood will be broken, and there will be no effort to fight back. The poison of slaughter."

In the waist to avoid the water in the skin sputum sputum, Chu Tian smashed a whole body blue, almost semi-transparent phalanx lost.

Shang Yun raised his hand and grabbed the phalanx. He carefully looked through the brilliance of the pearl for a while. He suddenly tightened his hand and firmly gripped the sacrum and screamed: "The soul of the blue glass, this is my Daqin court." The secret medicine, the soul of the blue glass."

Shang Hao exclaimed on the side: "Colorless and tasteless, such as water invisible, once taken down, the whole body is boned into a blue glass in the third day, the middle is not saved... In the end, even the flesh and blood will be turned into translucent glass! This is the secret medicine of my Daqin Palace. It is specially designed for the burial of the Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty. It is inherently recorded in the classics, but it has already been lost!"

Yan Xiu's body shivered slightly. She looked at the strange phalanx of the color and said, "My mother, the young master of the Tang family, is the poison of the secret medicine of my ancestral ancestors. Many elites are together..."

Chu Tian did not wait for the emotions of the three people to relax, and he continued: "The Chu family slaughtered the ambassadors of your family, burning their bodies with fire, and the bodies of all were burned to ashes. One hundred squats were buried deep in the ground. This phalanx was an elder who accidentally stole into the fire and robbed it from the fire."

‘grab out’? Chu Tian shook his head slightly, and he remembered the sneaky look of the mouse. When the mouse was disregarding the risk, it was right to sneak out from the fire.

Losing the mouse, when he was born with Chu Tian escaped, he immediately turned to Zhangzhou to inquire about the news. Only then did he **** out such a phalanx from that fire. Today Chutian can show this evidence.

"In that year, the total number of your ambassadors was 133,000, but the body in the fire was only 13,500. There are eight people, they are not dead!" Shen Shen said: "My elders in my family saw the eight people change their faces and pretend to be a lone drug dealer. They broke into the wilderness."

"There are traitors! Who is it?" Yan Xiuer whispered, and his hands clenched his fists and looked at Chutian: "There are traitors who have been swearing at my aunt, Auntie, and so many people, who are the blues? Who is it? In that mission, not only the clan of our family, but also representatives of various ministries, such as Shang, Wang, Li, and Lu, they..."

Chu Tian sighed softly, and he waved his hand to Yan Xiu: "It is the turn of the Lord and you continue to talk."

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