Chapter 888

A word stirs a thousand waves!

It's a world shattering experience.

Gongyangming, usurping without omission, and the old emperor of the Baiyin family did not move. They can be said to be opposite to guhuang.

The ancient wasteland is cold!

The emperor of heaven has decreed that no one can be cold, and no one dares not to be cold.

How can we advance and retreat with him!

Impossible!

It's impossible to kill.

Meow Xiaoxi, Emperor Qianyan, Grand Duke of Cadillac, Li Guangdou, the left, and Yunji, the seven princesses, all of them have ugly faces. Meow Xiaoxi looks left and right. It seems that seven elder sisters and some old men are still thinking about it!

Grandma's!

What else to consider, naturally, is the advance and retreat with the big devil.

You can't get out of here without morality.

In recent years, the big devil has taken care of her, and even the Empire of heaven and earth has benefited a lot. One can't help being conscientious, though she has half of the blood of a cat.

is the master of the world, and he has the final say in the world.

I didn't step back with my sister-in-law for the first time. The big devil still gave me a chance. This is a test.

Choose to believe in him or

Interest is always considered.

Meow Xiaoxi is very entangled. Even if she wakes up her past memory, she still faces a difficult choice.

It's impossible to be neutral. You can either choose to be with the devil, but you have to bet on the fate of the Empire and the future of Mrs. shibatian, Mrs. Taizu and grandpa.

Or choose to go with Dihong Hao

Big devil, you villain, obviously have a back hand, but at this time, you will dig a pit for us.

His majesty lowered his head. Duke Cadillac did not dare to look directly at the ancient wasteland. Li Guangdou, the left minister, sighed helplessly. Yunji, the seventh princess, was also extremely gloomy.

Niuzhen, Tiegang, Xuanqing and guchen are four little demons. Naturally, they don't speak a word, and all their figures are ten feet away.

One by one, their faces were gloomy and quiet to the extreme.

Even if all the people in the world can't get along with the eldest brother, they will choose to support him to the end. The worst thing is to die.

They can have today, are the eldest care.

Come out and be honest!

A seven foot man should live upright and die vigorous.

In the field, the disaster emissary slowly stood up, without any words, slowly retreated to ten feet away. The Supreme Court's edict could not control their emptiness.

Whether he is dead or alive today, his position cannot be mixed with that of Dihong Hao.

After all, he's from the chaos camp!

It doesn't matter right or wrong, it's just different positions.

But he also has to choose to gamble. If the empty new rich is really cold, then he can't run. Seven ancient emperors will die.

But what if the chance of one in a billion is not cool under the crown?

From now on, step by step!

In the end, there is only one person left, the three supreme masters of chaos, the prophet from the temple of destiny.

The old man controls his fate, stands on the top of the long river, peeps at all things in the world, and supervises the fate of all living beings.

Think of yourself as the master of your destiny!

I have never disobeyed my destiny. From the ancient times to the present, I have been with Zhuxia for three times

The ancient female emperor, the emperor of heaven, the devil of the world.

The powerful of the three ages have been fighting with them since they were young.

The empress has fallen, and he has been killed by the empress!

He has been cut off since the end of time.

But in this era, the devil of the world can kill him, but let him go and let him see it with his own eyes.

Mortals can reverse fate!

Fate is not a fixed one, but a step-by-step choice of fate.

How about in the end?

That's the fate chosen by all living beings, not the fate destined to all living beings.

The temple of destiny has become a taboo pronoun for all living beings in the three times of expedition

Those who owe Zhuxia are paid off.

Old man will turn back his life!

At this moment, the prophet of fate tied up the scattered silver hair again, and the figure slowly retreated to a distance of ten feet. Those wise eyes that could see the fate of all things in the world were not lofty in the past, but had an extra emotion.

"Prophet of fate, you dare to betray Shaodi and disobey Zhuxia."

In the void, a great emperor asked, just like the method of extreme Tao, full of boundless majesty and pressure.

"Betrayal, disobedience!"

"Whatever you say!"

"Destiny is unpredictable. Who knows the future?"

Fate prophet indifferent voice, looking at the void of several great emperors, voice calm to the extreme, no trace of the past high above, as if a wise man.

"Prophet, I will give you a last chance. If you are stubborn, don't blame me for not remembering the old love."

"Your words and deeds will determine the future of the three temples."

"Even in the last time, in the most ancient times, you can think it over."

Emperor Honghao looked back at the prophet of fate. His face was obviously hard to see. But he was slapped with a big mouth, and others turned back. The prophet of fate turned back.

This is a slap on the face, but also a shame on Zhuxia's face!

When were people insulted like this in the huanghuang and Zhuxia dynasties.

And face to face!

"It's not too late to wake up, old dog prophet."

"You are right! Fate is a little bitch. "

"To be a running dog for countless years is to live for yourself."

"Young master, you are suffering from being late. Can you still hold on?"

The old man who incarnated the sword of fate also emerged. He went straight to Gu Huang's side and felt his scalp numb when he saw that Gu Huang was pierced by Jing Hong's sword.

Zhuxia three magic swords!

Jinghong divine sword, with the characteristic of breaking hair, can cut off all methods.

Last time, it was not broken, but restored by Emperor Tianhuang. How could it fall into Zhuxia's hands.

That is to say, Gu Huang, the little demon king, would have died long ago if he had become a second man.

"It's OK. I can't die for a moment. What's the matter with you?"

Gu Huang gently waved his hand, which seemed to be indifferent to the extreme. In fact, from the beginning, he was pierced by a startling sword, which had been secretly linked to the fate of the sword, and also arranged some dark hands, but now it seems that it can't be used.

Because the most powerful killing move has always been around him, but I didn't expect it to be so big.

Today, the death of several great emperors is not enough to achieve her fame.

"Sir, everything is in order."

"Dihonghao, I'd like to advise you to take your horse away, so that you can save a dog's life."

"Otherwise, you may die again today."

"If I die this time, I'm really dead."

The old man who incarnates the sword of fate is full of ferocity, and the whole person seems confident. Today's war is inevitable. Emperor Honghao will not roll away. At least three great emperors should be accounted for.

"With you, a group of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, who are dying, dare to utter wild words!"

"Ancient wasteland, I want to see who dares to save you in the sky and the earth."

Emperor Honghao's murderous spirit is as fierce as an unworld emperor. He comes from the vast and ancient times, full of the holy power of terror

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