Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

On the high platform.

Ning Chuan said slowly and methodically.

He said that Shi Hao’s self-detonation identity, lured away the Rain Clan, and fought for a glimmer of life for the rest of the disciples of the Replenishing Heaven Pavilion.

He said that Shi Hao returned to Shi Village, received the baptism of true blood, and opened the tenth cave heaven!

He said that after Shi Hao had been two years later, he would come to the Void God Realm again, and he would kill all the people of all races who had besieged the Heaven Replenishing Pavilion.

He said that Shi Hao went to Dongtian City, where the Rain Clan was located, where his strength could only be limited to the Dongtian Realm, Shi Hao rampaged in the Rain Clan’s mansion, opened a killing ring, and showed the power of the young supreme!

He said that Shi Hao was ready to go to the Kunpeng lair and obtain the real Kunpeng treasure art!

At last.

Ning Chuan ‘snorted’, put away the folding fan, and said with a slight smile:

“Everyone, the content of the main text of today’s Heavenly Emperor Biography ends here.”

“If you want to know what happened, let’s listen to the next breakdown.”

As soon as these words fell, the listeners who were originally silent and immersed in Ningchuan’s story woke up one after another.

They listened too intently, even after Ning Chuan finished speaking.

They raised their heads in a brief dazed moment, and they were still a little unclear whether this was in the real world or in the Heavenly Emperor Transmission World in Ning Chuan’s mouth.

Seeing that Ning Chuan finished speaking, the entire Tianji Building suddenly shouted.

“Don’t! How is it over, it’s in a wonderful place! ”

“Did Shi Hao go to the Kunpeng lair and win the true Kunpeng Treasure Art?”

“Hurry! Finally saw Shi Hao making a big fuss about the Rain Clan, it’s a pity that the poisonous woman of the Yu Clan didn’t die!

“Mr. Ning, tell me more, has Shi Hao stepped into the realm of Transformation Spirit?”

“The latter plot should be that Shi Hao won the Kunpeng Treasure Art and stepped into the Spirit Realm, right?”

“Mr. Ning, don’t stop, go on!”

“Yes, that’s it, it’s not good enough to hear at all, right?”

In the four major regions of the southeast, southwest and northwest, tens of thousands of listeners opened their mouths to urge.

Tens of thousands of listeners speak at the same time, how powerful is that?

The noise is almost heaven-shaking!

Included in the area on the second floor.

“What’s the end of it?”

Dugu Rebellion, the sword owner who finally bought thirty bowls of monkey wine, said with a regretful face.

This story of the Legend of the Heavenly Emperor is indeed wonderful.

There are laughter, tears, and blood boils.

Hearing the emotional part, even if he has gone through vicissitudes and changes, he can’t help but be moved.

When he saw the collapse of the Heaven Replenishing Pavilion, his heart was heavy, and he couldn’t help but recall that in the past, the Sword Tomb had also suffered a catastrophe.

When he saw Shi Hao break through the ten cave heavens and go to the Rain Tribe Cave Heavenly City, crushing the many clan elders of the Rain Tribe and destroying the decay.

He smiled and applauded from the bottom of his heart, only feeling his blood surging.

It seems that the youthful spirit that faded with the years has also returned.

“Sir, how about the old slave go down and talk about it, and use some means to let Mr. Naning say more?”

The old slave Ah Zhu on the side, seeing that Dugu Zhu was so fascinated by this Heavenly Emperor Legend, couldn’t help but ask.

How many years.

Since Dugu’s rebellious qi and blood decayed, the limit is approaching.

He had never seen a smile on Dugu’s face again.

Yet today.

He could clearly feel that Dugu’s emotions were particularly pleasant.

Dugu was stunned when he heard this, and he was a little moved.

But in the end, he still waved his hand and said: “Forget it, Mr. Ning said that books have his rules, as the saying goes, the visitor is a guest, since we are guests, we can’t break his rules.” ”

Hearing this, Old Nu Ah Zhu nodded and did not say more.

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Inside the C box.

“What’s the end of? Where is this said? ”

“It’s boring, this Ning Chuan, hanging people’s appetite, it’s really irritating.”

Fifth Qinghan frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

Behind her, Zeng Shuyi and Ding Xiumin looked at each other and couldn’t help but let out a snicker.

“Master Venerable also said earlier that there is something good about this miscellaneous book, but when I heard the emotions, it was even more exaggerated than us.”

“Yes, yes, when Mr. Ning talked about the plot of the collapse of the Heaven Replenishing Pavilion, Master Venerable gritted his teeth again, and he was cold all over, as if our Star Moon Sword Palace was about to collapse.”

“That’s right, that’s right, and when Shi Hao made a big fuss about the Cave Heavenly City Rain Clan earlier, Master Zun laughed so much that he was happy.”

– Zeng Shuyi and Ding Xiumin are holding their heads and whispering secretly.

Suddenly, the necks of the two were cold.

“Okay, you two are out, dare to arrange the master to come, right?”

A faint voice sounded behind them.

Zeng Shuyi and Ding Xiumin were suddenly taken aback, and quickly stood tall, like a little white rabbit.

“Hmph, since you like to chew the root of your tongue, after returning to the Sword Palace, the two of you will practice closed-mouth meditation for three months, and then copy the Sword Sutra a hundred times.” Fifth Qinghan took his hand and snorted coldly.

Moment.

Zeng Shuyi and Ding Xiumin turned into bitter melon faces.

That sword scripture is nearly 10,000 words, and if you copy it a hundred times, I am afraid that your hand will be wasted.

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On the high platform.

Ning Chuan sipped the tea, letting the listener speak, he stood still.

After everyone quieted down a little, Ning Chuan said with a smile:

“The main text time is over, now we start talking about miscellaneous.”

“Three days ago, I said that I would be listed on the world’s kendo list, and now it’s time to fulfill my promise.”

That said.

Crash~!

In an instant, all the sword cultivators present froze.

Even if he urged Ning Chuan to continue to speak before, he was Ning Chuan’s most loyal listener, and at this moment, the smile on his face converged, turning into a solemnity.

Not beat around the bush.

They have waited for so long, listening to books is only in passing, and the most concerned is still the current kendo list!

And now, the current kendo list has finally arrived!

At this moment, everyone was holding their breath and staring at Ning Chuan with burning eyes!

Sword cultivators are the most arrogant.

Now that Ning Chuan wants to be listed in the world’s kendo list, everyone who thinks that he has some skills is looking forward to and curious in his heart.

Myself…… Can it be on the list?

And just when Ningchuan was about to start speaking.

An old man with small green bean eyes stood up abruptly from the back seat in the East End.

I saw him say while moving forward:

“Mr. Ning, slow down first!”

Yikes!

In an instant, countless eyes looked at this old man with small green beans.

And the old man was watched by countless lights, not only was he not flustered in his heart, but he raised his face, enjoying this sense of attracting worldwide attention.

“What’s going on with you?” Ning Chuan stood on the white jade high platform and looked down at the old man.

“Mr. Ning, I only have one question, you are on this list of swordsmanship, is my master on the list? If my master is not on the list, then there is no need to rank this list! The old man spoke up.

“Who is the owner of your house?” Ning Chuan said lightly.

I saw that the old man with small green beans laughed when he heard this, and said in a rather sarcastic and proud tone: “Mr. Ning, aren’t you known as the Heavenly Machine, can’t you calculate who my master is?” ”

Ning Chuan lowered his head and looked at the old man with small green beans indifferently, without speaking.

It was purely a look of intellectual retardation.

Nonsense!

Heavenly machine god is broken, heavenly machine god is broken.

You can’t make something out of nothing, can you?

After the mung bean small-eyed old man finished speaking proudly, he originally thought that he would hear countless mocking sounds towards Ning Chuan.

As a result, he turned his head and looked, but found countless spectators, looking at him with a foolish expression.

The old man with small eyes in the green bean couldn’t help but have a smile on his face solidifying.

He coughed awkwardly, then changed his words and spoke in a rather proud voice: “My master is naturally the Heavenly Gate Sword Emperor known as the Biluo Heavenly Sword!” ”

“Heavenly Gate Sword Emperor?”

Ning Chuan’s faint voice sounded: “What kind of small role is that, the Extreme Emperor Realm Triple is also worthy of being included in the current kendo list?” ”

As soon as these words fell, a thunderbolt suddenly fell.

The old man with small eyes and countless listeners all changed their faces and were in an uproar.

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