In the General Administration of Time and Space, the directors of the World Time and Space Administration Branches all sat solemnly in the discussion hall.

  Si Cheng bit his cigarette and irritably pulled his slightly bangs to the back of his head, revealing his full forehead. After being busy for a long time, he didn't have a good rest. His eyes showed the color of Qingdai, and the whole person looked a little dejected.

   Since Emperor Taixu left, he has fallen into this somewhat frantic working state.

  The general and minister Emperor Zun saw Sicheng smoking one cigarette after another, frowned at him, and asked, "Sicheng, why don't you speak?"

  Everyone turned their attention to Sicheng.

  Si Cheng put out the cigarette in his hand, and threw the thin leather file bag in front of him into the center of the table, and a stack of photos slipped out of it and scattered in the center of the table. Everyone looked at the messy photos and found that they were all the black eyes of the Canglang Continent.

  Sicheng said: "In the past month, I have been stationed near the Black Eye. These are the photos I personally took this month. From these photos, I can clearly feel the changes in the Black Eye."

   Hearing that, those photos were summoned by spiritual power, and they automatically slid towards the hands of the generals.

The general picked up the photos and looked at them one by one in the order of the dates marked on the photos, and found that the cracks in the black eye, which were originally only ten feet wide, had spread silently towards both sides of the strait for the past month. A hundred feet wide.

   In addition, the mist in the black eyes became more and more dense, like pitch-black ink.

   "His strength recovered very quickly." Si Cheng leaned against the back of the chair, folded his arms in his arms, and pondered: "I think it may not take more than two years before he will truly be resurrected."

   Hearing this, the expressions of all the strong players in the conference became ugly.

   "But, the ten-year appointment" subconsciously wanted to make a fuss about the ten-year appointment.

Si Cheng stood up angrily, lifted the ashtray in front of him, and roared, "Don't you understand the ten-year agreement of shit, the so-called ten-year agreement has never been his real resurrection. It takes time to come back. Ten years is just the ten years he left to Jun Qing and Mrs. Bray!"

   Si Cheng's roar was like a sharp sword, bursting the bubble and lifting the heavy truth out of the water, forcing every strong man to face it.

   Neither the generals nor the others said a word.

Mo Xiao turned the wrench on his fingertips and said, "Si Cheng is right, in ten years, it is indeed the time that the Great Dao left to Jun Qing and Mrs. Bray. Some time ago, because we buried the Great Dao in various worlds. His energy clones were all destroyed, causing great damage to Dao's vitality. In order to speed up the recovery of his strength, he desperately wanted to destroy Dark Yeyuan, but was counterattacked by Tianlong Shenxiangshi, Lingxiao Shenzhe, undead Shenxiangshi and others. weakened spiritual power."

"That's why he had no choice but to decide to fuse with his own body energy. If it wasn't for this, we would never have discovered the connection between Jun Qing and him. We must realize that the resurrection of the Dao is unstoppable, and so is the war of destruction. Inevitably. The only thing we can do now is to improve our combat effectiveness as much as possible and fight him to the death."

   "Three thousand worlds exist or die, depending on our creation."

Hearing this, someone subconsciously mentioned: "Sir Shenhu, I heard rumors that your righteous daughter Yu Huang is accelerating the refining of the gods' blood. Everyone said that her beast-controlling art is very powerful. Ten thousand years ago, the senior Jinghuang became the number one expert of the Shenyu Phoenix Clan by relying on the Beast Master Jue Cultivation Technique. It is said that the cultivation technique can copy other people's cultivation techniques through the blood of his heart, and he can also possess the opponent's cultivation technique. The power of blood. If this news is true, does that mean that after fellow Daoist Yuhuang has successfully refined the blood of the gods, she will be able to awaken the power of the gods and fight against the Dao?"

  Yuhuang couldn't hide the matter of refining the animal control art in the Ice Flame City, and it has long been spread among the super worlds.

  The reason why these strong men are still optimistic is because they still have hope.

   They felt that Yuhuang could gather the power of the gods and defeat the Dao.

  In that case, they can relax a little bit, and don't have to live in fear. Anyway, when the sky really fell down, there was still Yu Huang staring at it.

   Hearing the question from the sub-director, all the chiefs, including the generals, pricked up their ears and stared at Mo Xiao eagerly, hoping that Mo Xiao could give them a positive answer.

   Mo Xiao's eyes started from the face of the first strong man sitting on his left, and glanced one by one.

   Everyone's expressions were full of anticipation. It seemed that everyone took the fact that Yuhuang would save the three thousand worlds as a matter of course.

   Mo Xiao suddenly felt a burst of anger in his heart.

   He was about to rebuke, but he heard a cold hum, from Sicheng's mouth—

"Ah."

   This cold snort, full of sarcasm, successfully diverted everyone's attention from Mo Xiao to Si Cheng.

   "Sicheng, why are you so yin and yang?" The branch director of Baicao Continent stared at Sicheng with a frown, and naturally heard Sicheng's cold snort, mocking them.

   But they didn't know when they offended Sicheng.

"I said that you are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years and thousands of years. How useless do you have to be to put all your sustenance and hope on a little girl? What a bunch of useless people." Si Cheng opened his mouth and said The smell of gunpowder is full of gunpowder, like eating dynamite, and the bureau chiefs of all the worlds are embarrassed and angry.

   "Sicheng, what the **** are you talking about?" The general stared at Sicheng gloomily and felt offended.

   With the generals taking the lead, the sub-director of the Baicao Continent also gained confidence at this time. He smiled contemptuously and said, "Sicheng, who doesn't know that Yu Huang has a close relationship with you, you want to take credit for her and deliberately emphasize her credit, so there's no need to belittle us! After the World War is truly wiped out, Yuhuang will become the most beloved **** of war in the world? Since she wants to become a **** of war, she has to pay a price."

   "Since ancient times, what hero has not shed blood and tears?"

   Hearing what the other party said, Si Cheng was furious in his heart, but on the surface he seemed calmer.

  Si Cheng pulled out a cigarette from the box again, lit it, took a deep breath, and then turned his face towards the sub-director of Baicao Continent and sprayed the sub-director's face.

   The opponent was provoked by Sicheng, and he also became energetic. "Sicheng, what are you doing!"

  Sicheng is provoking him!

  Baicao Continent's sub-director is about to mobilize his spiritual power to attack Sicheng.

  The reason why he started doing it is because his current cultivation realm is higher than Sicheng. In order to deal with Ye Qingchen's great demon cultivator, the powerhouses of the Canglang Continent have collectively weakened their cultivation base, and have yet to regain their true strength.

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