r18novel Chapter 292: The Black Emperor's Reputation
Chapter 292: The Black Emperor's Reputation
"What's the matter, fellow Daoists are here, can't I come to Tongtian Pavilion?"
Seeing that several Chunyang ancestors lost their temper, he looked indifferent, but chuckled.
But after hearing this man's words, no one answered.
There is Chunyang ancestor looking for the breath in the realm to wait and see, but he sees around the body of the nine seal ancestor Henry Zhang, there are looming small beasts running around and playing, or imprisoning cattle, or arrogant, or domineering...
Just when he wanted to take a closer look, he saw the ancestor of Jiuyin raised his eyes and looked over, and then turned his head away.
"The little beast that Jiuyin ancestor circulated around his body is the phantom of his brand name, Jiuyin's means of fame.
If its nine seals can be completely transformed from the virtual to the real, I am afraid that it will be a realm of broken virtual, and it will be at your fingertips..."
Many Chunyang ancestors were able to observe through their breaths, but they were all captured by the gaze of Jiuyin ancestors, and they were all shocked.
It should be noted that in the Fallen Feather Realm, there was also a great celestial master who taught the cultivation method. The most mysterious point is the gaze.
The process of cultivation is a process of smashing the body and tempering the true spirit. During this process, everything in oneself is sublimated.
Need to know, that gaze also has weight!
"The strength of the ancestors of Jiuyin is as expected by the pavilion master Tongtian..."
Ancestor Chunyang thought secretly in his heart, but he never said it.
After this one appeared, it seemed that there was a message from the ancestor of Chunyang to the outside world, but after three or two breaths, another incarnation of the ancestor of Chunyang came floating in the air.
"The ancestor of the giant spirit, he has also left!"
"Master Cen, that old man is Master Cen!"
For a while, the ancestors of Chunyang were all secretly transmitting voices, and most of them were coming.
Of course, there are also unfamiliar Chunyang, and after all of them voice transmission, no one can recognize them.
"Why haven't I seen the one in the snow-white Zen clothes?"
"It's so strange, I don't know the ancestors either."
"That person's aura is so strong, and the whole person has turned into a knife... Is there such a pure Yang who uses such a knife in the realm of the Sunda Dynasty?"
"You ask me, I want to ask you!"
Sound transmission is not like words, there are thousands of thoughts in an instant.
And the new digital pure yang incarnations made the number of pure yang incarnations present exceed thirty. According to Han Lian's previous words, the entire human race is pure yang, but more than forty... Now I am afraid that it is almost there.
For a while, the Chunyang ancestors present were all secretly passing all kinds of news, but they were all silent.
In this private room, it was so tense.
....
Closer to home.
On the stand of the tea house, Han Lian's storytelling is still the same.
His voice was gentle and mellow, drawing the minds of the listeners:
"Do you still remember the beginningless bell that Han said earlier?
That is exactly what the Holy Land forces want to break into Zishan.
It's just that this bell sounded, and all the original methods were considered useless. "
"And when Ye Fan and the others were talking about all kinds of ancient and modern secrets in this restaurant, they heard a beginningless bell.
This bell is still so shocking, almost the entire Northern Territory can vaguely hear the sound.
When the news came to their ears, they were all shocked.
Originally, many holy places joined forces with the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory, wanting to use that extreme weapon to swallow the magic pot and fight against the Beginning Bell.
The bell rang, and the three Lords of the Holy Land were seriously injured. I don't know how many elders and famous people, all turned into ashes under the bell.
If it weren't for swallowing the magic pot, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold it no matter what. "
"And those Holy Master forces, especially those with the Supreme Dao Emperor Armament, are imperative for this Zishan, so they have begun to buy those magic medicines outside to save their lives."
"Ye Fan naturally got a good price for all kinds of things in his hands."
"Besides this, there is another piece of news that has spread widely in the Holy City.
Do you remember the Black Emperor?
It went to bite Tu Fei as soon as it didn't agree with one word, and had to give up 1000 kilograms of Originium.
Now, after leaving Ye Fan and letting himself go, in the course of more than 20 days, he has bitten sixty-three disciples of the Holy Land. Every time he takes a bite, he shouts 'One thousand pounds of source', which can be said to be more arrogant. How arrogant.
However, the strength of the black emperor itself is not weak, and his physique is almost comparable to that of Ye Fan.
What's even more interesting is that of the sixty-three people bitten by the Black Emperor, forty-nine were female disciples, and now the female disciples of the All Holy Lands are talking about dogs. "
Han Lian said this, and the quiet needle falling under the stands could be heard.
After a while, someone burst out laughing.
"Talking about the dog's discoloration hahaha, I like the Black Emperor more and more."
"The black emperor is really temperamental!"
"The black emperor who only recognizes Origin Stone is worthy of being the black emperor. I really don't know who is supporting it."
"It doesn't matter, it must be the Beginning Emperor!
Mr. Han has said that the Black Emperor came out of Zishan! "
The listeners were able to restrain themselves at first, but after talking about the Black Emperor, they let go of themselves.
Cultivation of monks can be regarded as a chore. Among them, only a very small number of them practice with one heart. Most of the monks practice with their own family and country.
Demons, barbarians, aliens, monsters!
Among them, there are too many great enemies, and too many blood feuds!
Their mood, in fact, has always been quite depressed.
And mundane... not to mention more.
Stop casually on the street and ask someone, which family members did not die in the hands of foreigners?
They crave strength, and they have more dullness and negativity in their hearts.
The appearance of Han Lian is the hope of everyone. In this state, the mentality of the listeners is also changing little by little.
Hei Huang's unrestrained and unrestrained, Hei Huang's unrestrained elegance is beyond the reach of many people's expectations.
"Look at you, you are not as good as the Black Emperor!"
These are the words that are often spoken in the Falling Feather Realm today. I heard the news of the Black Emperor again, but it really made the listeners happy.
Seeing such a scene, Han Lian also smiled and listened quietly.
For him, listening to the varied lives of the guests is also a spiritual practice.
The sights that he revealed when he spoke were themselves a kind of revealing.
The scenery he has seen, the road he has traveled, and the people of all kinds are all resources for realm perception.
The combat power of this world is really too low compared to the world that covers the sky.
But it is precisely because of this that he can come into contact with the will of heaven and earth earlier, so that the realm can be advanced.
Han Lian has a feeling that this life is all about refining the heart. Although it is not very useful now, it will definitely be of great use in the future.