The Legendary System Dominates the World

"Go check." Chu Lan said lightly.

"Yes." The system responded and went to do things.

Chu Lan turned sideways, facing the direction of King Yan and Sparta.

With one finger, the cyan mask that almost dried the teeth west turned into a little light, and then the light fell into Jia Liu, painting the bones, the body of Sparta, and the soul that saved Nie Xiaoqian In the sphere.

At this time, there is no difference on the surface, but if someone makes a precise calculation at this time, half of the energy will enter the body of Sparta, and one-fifth will enter the body of the white lion. One-fifth of them entered the bone-drawing body.

For the remaining tenths, half was given to Jia Liu and half was given to Nie Xiaoqian's soul. The source of life of contemporary King Yan Luo is enough to repair the trauma to Nie Xiaoqian's soul.

Everyone felt their own changes, drawing bones and turning their hands, feeling that there was an unusually powerful force in their bodies, and there were many advanced exercises in their minds. It is tens of thousands of kings to know without guessing The practice of the year.

Bone painting felt that his blood contained a lot of very pure mana. It seemed that if he smashed it casually, he would be able to knock the mansion out of the hole.

The White Lion feels the same way. These two men are tempted by the Qi and feel the change in the other's breath. They both feel itchy and want to learn from each other.

They turned to Chu Lan's direction and knelt down at the same time, shouting: "Thank you Master for the reward, I will wait for the master to be saddled in the future, and then die after death.

Chu Lan did not respond, but just said: "Get up, go find a place, learn from each other, and blend these sources into your own use."

"Yes." Both of them knocked their heads again and turned to look for the venue to learn.

It's no wonder that these two ghosts are so gazed, it is really what Chu Lan gave them, which is equivalent to reinvention! That is the origin of a generation of kings, which is the origin of a real fairy.

Sparta is actually one of the strongest feelings, but because of the strong feelings, he was a little dumbfounded.

He felt that his strength had at least doubled. If these cultivations were to allow him to cultivate himself, he might not have cultivated it for decades or hundreds of years.

You should know that your original strength can also dominate one side, and it is already very scary.

Even if the master moved his finger, he made his cultivation base double in a blink of an eye. In his eyes, Chu Lan was the best in the world.

He has a rugged personality, does not express emotions, does not know what to say, so he turns to Chu Lan's direction. He knelt down and said, "Master, my Spartan will follow you forever in this life."

Chu Lan did not let him kneel down, but lifted him up with a gust of wind and said to him: "You can arrange for Nie Xiaoqian's reincarnation. She is a ghost after all, not a person. If you are destined, you will see you again. Go ."

After finishing talking, Chu Lan arranged for Jia Liu to take Sparta to arrange a reincarnation for Xiao Qian.

The group left like this, and Chu Lan didn't want to stand up. The chair was quite comfortable, and it was very suitable for him.

auzw.com He glanced at the still comatose Yan, made a thoughtful expression, and then stretched out his hand, grabbed the Yan from the place where he had laid before him in front of him.

With a light touch of his hand, the king of the earth woke up and turned around, only a little confused.

When he was awake, he saw Chu Lan sitting opposite him, shocked and said, "You, where are you from the monster." He wanted to do his best to fight with Chu Lan. You live and die, only to find that you have no mana at all, and there is only a little pitiful source left, hanging your life. Now, he can't even commit suicide.

He was in a trance. Just a few hours ago, he was still a high Lord Yan. He chose a concubine in his mansion. After a few hours, he had nothing and became a complete waste, just like The same dream.

He sat paralyzed like this, opened his mouth wide, and looked like that. It really seemed to know that he had won 5 million to win the prize. When he went to the place, he found that the lottery had been lost.

When he hurt himself, Chu Lan suddenly bent down and looked down at him. His eyes were calm and unquestionable. He knew that all this was true, not a dream, and he was unable to return to heaven.

King Yan understood the current situation, but calmed down, adjusted his posture, and sat down, saying, "What do you want to do in the capital, or where did I offend you? Are you doing this for yourself, or someone instructed, can you? Make me die?"

"You can't die yet." Chu Lan looked at the king with great interest. The opposite king reversed hugely and kept changing in these few minutes. It was still very interesting.

"Did you choose to be my man or my puppet?" Chu Lan fiddled with her clothes, as if to say a common thing.

At this time, King Yan could not care about Chu Lan's attitude when he talked to him.

"Servant or puppet, I am a great disciple of Qingyun Mountain, one of the top ten Yanlu. Now I want to choose whether to be a servant or a puppet. In this case, I will be a puppet and a puppet that no one can recognize me." Scratching it **** his face, grasping it hard, and the blood and flesh he grasped were vague. The king thought that he could just kill himself.

Chu Lan sighed. With a little light in his hand, a beam of green light shot into the eyebrows of the king. The restless Yan suddenly became quiet.

"You call Yan Luo in the future, put this on." Chu Lan said, grabbing a cloak hat from the void.

"Yes, what did the master tell me, please say." Yan Luo put on his cloak and knelt down.

Chu Lan motioned him to stand up. "You tell me something about the local government."

"Yes, Master, the Earth Mansion is the power of the Heavenly Court in the Underworld. There are ten major Earth Palaces in the entire Underworld. I am just one of them. The Nether World is very large. It is the indisputable land of the Heavenly Court and many great forces, except people. In addition, there is everything here. There are Western Bodhisattva, Kunlun Daoist, monsters, strange animals, etc." Yan Luo replied.

"There are ten places in the Mansion, which are the forces of the Heavenly Court set in the Nether Realm, a place of contention." Chu Lan repeated these words, thoughtfully.

"Then you know, the old demon of Montenegro?" Chu Lan asked again.

"The old demon of Montenegro, know that it is a very powerful monster, with an immortal body, and its strength is much above me. It is not comparable to the emperor of Donghua. He is in the dark mountain not far from me. Above. He usually shows himself as the monster of the Montenegro, but in fact he is a good black bear."

"Sure enough." Chu Lan was very pleased.

"Then you know that the Monkey King Qi Tian's forcibly broke into the mansion." Chu Lan continued to ask.

"I know, but that was a long time ago. At that time, Qi Tian Da Sheng had not become a golden body, just returned from learning, and learned that his life and the lives of his clan had been determined, and he broke into the land in one breath. "After Sun Wukong, the first person to break into the mansion in these tens of thousands of years." Yan Luo said. ..