Long Nian travels through Yangjian Nanwaizhou!
"boom!"
There was another loud noise in the sky. wWW!QuANbEn-XiAoShUo!COm
"Another Heavenly Way has been added? Meow!" Meow Meow looked at the sky in surprise.
Yan Chuan looked at the black-robed man, lonely and invincible.
"Thank you Saint King Chengquan, and don't pursue the Dugu family!" Dugu Wudi respectfully said.
The group of people in black robes behind them were all grateful.
"The family of the Dugu family, although it is divided, it is one after all. You now have the power to contend Dugu's breaking the sky, so I don't have to ask any more. You can handle it yourself!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yes! Cough!" Dugu Wudi coughed after answering.
"You are hurt?"
"Oh, it's okay, before the Heaven's Dao was completed, the minister was defeated by Dugu Breaking the sky, and eventually suffered some injuries! After a while, it will be fine!" Dugu Wudi smiled bitterly.
"Um!"
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The Dugu Family, the Palace of Nine Swords.
A group of peerless powerhouses of the Dugu family are in the protection of Dugu Breaking the Heavens.
Dugu Potian sat cross-legged in the main hall, adjusting his breath. After more than ten days, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Patriarch, are you okay?" everyone worried.
"Much better!" Dugu Potian nodded.
"But, Patriarch, why on that day? Why did you let them go, the Sky Patching Sword, we might not be able to get it!" A strong man frowned.
Shaking his head, Dugu Potian said solemnly: "Yan Chuan and his party, you can't stop it!"
"Why? I'm waiting for the nine people, all of them are ancestors and eight heavens!" everyone said anxiously.
"You have been in retreat, and have not listened to the news of the world over the years, but you know that Yan Chuan was alone and just ate twelve saints!" Dugu said bitterly.
"What? Eat? Twelve saints? This is impossible, where are so many saints?" everyone exclaimed.
"Remember the celestial phenomenon not long ago? Dark clouds cover the sky!"
"Did the number of days fluctuate?"
"Yes, from the Great Xingtian Court of the Underworld, Ming Tianhan used the four sages as a guide to force the number of days! Lower the position of the sage, fifteen!" Dugu Potian said solemnly.
"what?"
"I also just got the news not long ago. The matter is big and I haven't had time to verify it. However, the news of the Great Qin City in the underworld has proved everything. The fifteen saints were eaten by Yan Chuan and twelve were killed by Wu Yu. Of the two, only one survived, and Ming Tianhan's eyes from the sky, for some reason, suddenly disappeared!" Dugu Potian said solemnly.
"Yan Chuan? So powerful?" Everyone's eyes condensed.
Just when everyone is dignified.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise over the Dugu Family, and then, dark clouds covered it. Suddenly, a majestic sky surged straight down.
"What's the matter?" Everyone changed their faces, and then quickly walked out of the hall.
"Boom!"
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the storm swept across for a while.
"Wow!"
The children of the Dugu family suddenly bowed down one by one. An unresistible idea surged into my heart.
"No, how could this happen?" The faces of a group of peerless strong men changed wildly.
However, no one can hold on to it. The endless arrogance of the past seemed to disappear. For a while, everyone suddenly knelt down.
Dugu Potian's face was extremely ugly, and he bowed down, even unable to lift his head.
"How many days?" Dugu Potian's expression suddenly changed, thinking of a possibility.
"Patriarch of the Dugu Family, Dugu Potian, pay respect to Senior!" Dugu Potian suddenly shouted.
Amidst the dark clouds, a voice came slowly: "Dugu, sure enough, there are descendants!"
"Yes, I'm all the children of the Dugu family!" Dugu Potian shouted again.
"Hey! He couldn't survive the years, and disappeared into the reincarnation!" There was a vicissitudes of life in his voice.
"Senior, know our ancestor?" Dugu Potian said in surprise.
"Six months later, I will give you the holy throne, saints, should take the world and the common people as their own responsibility, saints, strength, need to pass the nine heavens of the ancestors, so self-selection, six months later, the holy throne will come!" The voice of vicissitudes came.
"Boom!"
The dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and everything was restored as before.
The pressure in everyone's hearts also dissipated, and the children of the lonely family slowly stood up. The face was full of panic and surprise.
"Holy position? Position of saint?" Dugu Potian's eyes lit up.
"Patriarch, who was it just now?"
"I don't know. With the cultivation base of my ancestor Xian Jiuzhong, in front of his divine mind, there is no resistance at all. This person is too strong, too strong, too strong!" Dugu Potian said in surprise.
"Just a divine mind?"
"Yes, it must be divine mind, not the number of days, but the breath is very similar to the breath of the number of days, I don't know who it is, but, it seems that my ancestor of the Dugu family must have a connection with this person!" Dugu Potian Shen said.
"A saint? If I become a saint, maybe I can regain the Sky Patching Sword, right?" Dugu Potian's expression moved.
"Go, check it out for me right away, Yan Chuan and his party, where did they go!"
"Yes!"
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More than five months later, Yan Chuan and his party arrived in the underworld.
"hold head high!"
While the five dragons roared, they shot in one direction.
"Holy King, in three days, we will arrive at Kong's house!" Bai Qi said with a smile.
"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.
"boom!"
Between the heaven and the earth, there is another way of heaven to make up.
"Meow, two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, there is one last one left!" Meow said while looking at the sky.
"The sky is about to be completed, is the last one?" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"Yin Hentian, do you know the origin of the number of days?" Yan Chuan looked at Yin Hentian.
Yin Hentian looked at the sky, pondered for a while and said: "The minister has a little memory. Very few, very few!"
"Oh?"
"In the Third Age, the person in charge of the number of days called'Sui'." Yin Hentian said solemnly.
"Flint?" Bai Qi's expression moved.
"The first generation of people in the Great Thousand World who held the number of days is Sui. Afterwards, it fell. Sui may be resurrected, but Sui can only be resurrected in the Great Thousand World. It is impossible to appear here!" Yan Chuan nodded.
"It seems that Sui entered the Great Thousand World from the third division of heaven and earth. It is rumored that the number of days was created by Sui and another person, and that Sui was still that person's disciple. It was only after that person was missing that the number of days allowed Sui. In charge!" Yin Hentian explained.
"That person? Who?" Bai Qi asked curiously.
In the history of the Great Thousand World, Sui is the first generation of days. The oldest person. Unexpectedly, there is another person here who knows the number of days better.
"The minister doesn't know much, he just knows one name, he seems to be called'chao'." Yin Hentian said.
"Nest?" Everyone frowned.
"Between heaven and earth, heaven and earth recover one by one, perhaps because of the'nest' promotion!" Yan Chuan analyzed in a deep voice.