Chapter 1104

Fairyland, the world tree!

"Great Qin people, thank you, the world can be detached, you can't do nothing, farewell! My Daqin

"Goodbye! My Daqin

"Goodbye! My Daqin

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The last sentence echoed in Yan Chuan's mind for a long time. Listen to listen, I do not know when, Yan Chuan has tears.

In the distance, the two immortals playing chess were at a loss.

"Did the boy cry?"

"Crazy, what's going on?"

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The two immortals were very curious and could not bear it for several years. They flew over.

"Pa!" They fall in front of Yan Chuan.

"What's wrong with you, boy?" Asked the fairy in red.

Yan Chuan suddenly wakes up and looks at them.

"Boy, why are you crying?" The fairy in white is wonderful.

Yan Chuan wiped his tears and finally said with a smile: "it's OK. I think of some sad things."

The two immortals were speechless for a while.

"Boy, did the world tree tell you something again?" Asked the fairy in red.

Yan Chuan suddenly understood the idea of the two immortals.

"No!" Yan Chuan naturally shook his head and refused.

"No? Since not, what are you doing here? For years The white fairy said blankly.

"I feel comfortable sitting here!"

"Two immortals"...! "

"This boy, there must be something wrong with his head!" The fairy in red said strangely.

The fairy in white nodded.

"You two, I don't know whether you know about the Devil King Kong?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"King Kong?" The faces of the two fairies changed.

"Oh? Do you know? " Yan Chuan showed a trace of surprise.

"Boy, how do you know about the King Kong?" The fairy in red frowned.

"In the world tree, I heard many names. Among them, the king of Confucius felt that the name was quite strange, so there was such a question!" Yan Chuan said.

"The world tree said? No wonder the world tree records too much. You are lucky to hear the world tree Exclaimed the fairy in red.

"King Kong. They are the sons of the Kong family. In the past, the Kong family was very hidden. It was very rare for the world to know about the Confucius family. It was not until the birth of the demon king of Confucius that people knew about it! "

"Oh?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"The Demon King Kong was born and killed one holy court and two Taoist temples with one person's power. It is said that he was followed by a Taoist God and killed by the Taoist God, and his name disappeared. But...! "

"Well?"

"As soon as the demon king of Confucius died, he involved the whole Kong family. Ten members of the Kong family came out and fought against the Taoist God. I heard that the Taoist God came back with a heavy blow! The Kong family's war has moved the world! " Said the fairy in red.

"Kong family? And a powerful Kong family? " Yan Chuan frowned.

"The Confucius family is also very strange. After being famous all over the world, they are living in seclusion again! No one knows where they are! " The fairy in red shook his head and sighed.

"The king of Confucius once destroyed a holy court and two Taoist temples with the power of one man?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Yes, many people have said that the king of Confucius may be the ancestor immortal cultivation!" The fairy in white nodded.

"Zuxian again?" Yan Chuan's eyebrows are deeply locked.

After so many years of dreaming in heaven, Yan Chuan finally understood that the ultimate of the strong in the world was the ancestral immortal, the lotus God, the Wugu goddess and the Zhichen goddess, all of which were ancestral fairylands. I can't believe it. So is the Kong devil.

"Boy, what else do you hear?" Asked the fairy in red.

"No, just a series of countless names!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

The two immortals looked at each other, only a burst of helplessness.

After the two immortals left, Yan Chuan once again leaned against the world tree and closed his eyes to feel it.

The great righteousness of Boyi makes Yan Chuan's mood seem to be sublimated. Great spirit? This is the spirit of the atmosphere.

Vaguely, Yan Chuan had a guess that his previous life was also called Boyi. In the world tree, there is Bai Yi, who may be the Bai Yi. It's also the ultimate self.

After a few years, Yan Chuan again entered that state and heard some voices.

No, it should have seen some pictures.

In the picture, it's yourself.

A mortal country, he is a monarch, sitting on the Dragon chair, looking at the ministers below.

"Why? Wang Jian? Liz? Kong Dao Qiu? Xu Fu? Huo Guang? Bai Tu Shi. They are all my ministers in the picture? "

"Is this the life once upon a time? They are by my side? "

The time of mortals is very fast, the light and shadow flow quickly, after a lifetime.Next life.

A Wulin sect of mortal world.

Among the clans, Yan Chuan was the patriarch.

"Why? There are Wang Jian, Li Si, Kong daoqiu and Bai Tu Shi? What's going on? Two generations of turning around, there are them? "

The third generation!

Fourth generation!

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Looking at everything in the picture, Yan Chuan fell into a deep silence. There are some faces who always follow their own reincarnation. When they reincarnate, they reincarnate. Occasionally, one or two people are missing, but the next one appears again.

These people have been around for decades. Yan Chuan took a deep breath.

"World tree, why is it like this? Is there any reflection? Tell me Yan Chuan said softly.

Vaguely, Yan Chuan saw an emperor.

"Great Qin people, thank you, the world can be detached, you can't do nothing, farewell! My Daqin

In all directions, kneeling full of ministers, countless ministers tears.

"No ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

"Emperor of heaven, if you leave, what can I do?"

"Emperor of heaven!"

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Countless ministers knelt down and cried.

Bai Tu Shi stands up with a long knife in his hand.

"Emperor of heaven, Bai Qi comes after you! With my spirit, even the destiny of the emperor, if the emperor dies, the minister will be destroyed. If the emperor reincarnates, the minister will follow! Immortal Bai Tu Shi drank with tears in his eyes.

In the process of drinking, he grabs the long knife, and suddenly wipes it to his neck.

"Lord Bai!"

"Bang!"

The blood gushes from the white sword! White light all over the body, like a curse in general, the white light suddenly connected to himself.

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Yan Chuan clenched his fist and was deeply shocked by this scene.

"Curse? Is this a curse? The curse you put on yourself? " Yan Chuan looks at it in surprise.

Yan Chuan's surprise is not over. In the picture, one after another, the ministers stand up.

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"emperor of heaven, Wang Jian is chasing you

"Emperor of heaven, Xu Fu is chasing you!"

"Emperor of heaven, Meng Tian is chasing you!"

"Emperor of heaven, Zhao Gao is chasing you!"

"Emperor of heaven, Li Siyong follows the emperor of heaven!"

"God, Guiguzi will always follow the emperor!"

"Lu Buwei, forever with the emperor, immortal forever!"

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For a time, countless officials were self inflicted and poured into the pool of blood. Connect with life, even to yourself. Countless ministers fell in the pool of blood, and the earth was dyed bright red. It was a kind of lofty aspiration, a kind of ambition to die with the emperor.

Heaven and earth are gray, as if in mourning for this dynasty.

In the picture, there is a chaodu, on which there are countless self-determination. A large number of officers and men followed.

Live and die together!

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looking at the picture, Yan Chuan was silent for a long time. In a flash, I understand why these officials have been around for many years since I was reincarnated.

Looking at the picture, tears welled up in Yan Chuan's eyes. He was moved by these ministers, as if he wanted to see them carefully.

"With your company, I will never be lonely on my way." Yan Chuan was moved.

The picture disappears slowly, but Yan Chuan cannot be calm for a long time.

Thinking of the tragic scene, Yan Chuan was deeply shocked.

"This life, I will not let this scene repeat, this life, I come back!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath and sighed.

"Daqin? Daqin? It's no wonder that I always feel familiar with "Qin". Even my country name is called "Zhiqin", which is the extreme of Qin! To Qin Dynasty Yan Chuan deeply inhaled the airway.

"The world tree, mortals, the twelve levels of virtual state, how to break through again, where is the acme of mortals?" Yan Chuan asked with a trace of expectation.

But this time, the world tree did not respond. But slowly a blue energy gushed from the world tree and poured into Yan Chuan's body.

Last time, Yan Chuan got the green energy and completed the universe in his hand. This time?

Yan Chuan closed his eyes and felt that the blue energy directly affected the soul. For a moment, Yan Chuan's soul seemed to be sublimated, with a faint blue color.

Yan Chuan closed his eyes.

This is another year, spring and autumn.

Yan Chuan's eyelids moved.

"I've learned that the mortal's twelve heavyweights are already the acme. If you want to rise again, there will be a natural calamity. If you want to break through again during the mortal period, you need to cover up the days with heavy treasure, so that the heavenly calamity can not be reached, and then we can continue to break through in the mortals. The ancestor of Jin Dayu was born in the sun and covered the days with the sun for millions of years. " Yan Chuan sighed."The cyan energy you gave me this time is to help me cover up the days? I see. Thank you very much Yan Chuan said solemnly.

With that, Yan Chuan fell into a deep sleep again.

Yan Chuan finally found a way to break through again! Fell into practice.

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seal! Zhongshenzhou!

Zhao prophet in a group of expressionless strong escort, toward the distance.

As he flew far away, he turned to look at the city Lord's house.

The city Lord's house, together with the ten floating islands inside, is now littered with corpses and a river of blood. There are bodies everywhere.

At the top of the main hall of the city, there was a man in black. Hundreds of people in black were standing on a corpse with a sword dyed red with blood.

A group of people in black watched their departure.

"Assassin? Is this an assassin? Is there any more powerful assassin in the world There was a trace of bitterness in the prophet Zhao.

The whole house is slaughtered! This time, Butian Pavilion really sublimated the assassins to a new level.

Saw Zhao prophet was taken away by a group of reformers. The first black robed man said in a deep voice, "finish the task, go back!"

"Yes Hundreds of black robed people responded.

"Whew!" "Whew!"

A group of black robed men, like sharp arrows, shot into the rain and disappeared.

At the moment, some people in the city opened the door to look at the city Lord's house with fear, and the people were also shocked and inexplicable at the moment. Such an assassin will be remembered by the people of a city all his life.

PS: there's another chapter!

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