Great Heaven Sovereign

The long gun hovered on the coffin, paused for a moment in front of each light and shadow, and then moved to the next place.

The whole process lasted for a moment before it was over.

"Fierce soldiers, I didn't expect to degenerate into a fierce soldier." In the deepest place, the light and shadow on the coffin, holding a long gun, sighed.

"It's a pearl covered with dust. It's an unparalleled war soldier. It turned into a fierce soldier. I hate my weakness and can't eliminate the ferocity of the long gun."

"What happened? The king's landing gun clearly adheres to our will. It's an Imperial War soldier. How could it become like this?"

……

A crowd of figures spoke one after another.

Looking at Yang Fan again, there is no previous appreciation and a kind of complaint instead.

Yang Fan was slightly embarrassed.

"Shut up, Auntie and grandma. This year's master is also my master. It's not your turn to comment on you old guys who are about to disappear!!" At this time, Xiao Jiu spoke again and announced his position.

In an instant, all the voices stopped suddenly.

"In fact... I don't think there's anything wrong with fierce soldiers. If we could live or die as I like before, it may not be the result now." Suddenly, someone said weakly.

Immediately, there was silence again.

Yang Fan also sighed.

This is the emperor of the Wushen Dynasty.

There is no trace of how long the Wushen imperial dynasty has been inherited.

But one thing is certain.

That is, they were the strongest on the earth before extraterrestrial aliens came.

But now, it can only make people sigh and feel infinite emotion.

"Well, don't say anything with emotion. I'm not in the mood to listen. If you have nothing to give him, go back to the dust and return to the earth." Xiao Jiu said, a little impatient.

Obviously, she had no emotion about the experience of the emperor Wushen. Even if the imperial mausoleum was destroyed, she would not be moved. She appeared at this time, just trying to find some opportunities for Yang Fan, that's all.

"Little... Young master, I want to ask, how is the emperor Wushen now?" At this time, the figure in the deepest part of the coffin suddenly asked.

"The imperial dynasty has been destroyed. In a war, the God of martial arts did everything to go to the national disaster. Now it has disappeared and has no trace between heaven and earth." Yang Fan said truthfully.

There's nothing to hide.

They are all emperors who used to be martial gods. Now even the last dragon vein is broken, and they are about to dissipate. Naturally, they know what happened.

There was silence again.

"Heaven is jealous of my martial arts family!"

"I hate the remnant soul. I can't resist the sky, otherwise I must tear open the sky and ask why I abandon my martial arts family!"

"I hate it!"

One voice after another, painful.

Yang Fan didn't interrupt, but he felt helpless in his heart.

I can't help thinking that I once stood up for heaven.

He suddenly felt that there seemed to be some indescribable misunderstanding between the two gods. It seems to have become a stereotype to open your mouth against the sky.

In Yang Fan's mind, the word "against the sky" is only an adjective in Yang Fan's eyes, and should not be given a symbol.

But now the practice world seems to be a trend, which makes Yang Fan very puzzled.

However, it is definitely not suitable to say it at this time.

After all, people are now extinct. It would be too much if they didn't even have the qualification to sigh.

But Yang Fan didn't interrupt, but Xiao Jiu couldn't help it.

"Ignorant, you don't know anything about heaven. Open your mouth and shut your mouth. God owes you something..." Xiao Jiu waved his hand and looked impatient.

In an instant, the sound disappears directly.

"Well... I just sigh." A moment later, the voice explained weakly.

"Sigh a fart. I don't know how you killed the family, but it must have nothing to do with heaven." Xiao Jiu was very angry.

For a moment, the crowd was silent again.

Yang Fan didn't speak, but looked at Xiao Jiu strangely.

I feel that I am compatible with Xiao Jiu in this regard and dare to say innocence for heaven.

"My martial god emperor has a blood line to spread!" In the deepest place, a voice appeared.

Yang Fan shook his head.

"I don't know. But as far as I know, the emperor of Wushen has dissipated for thousands of years. Even if there is blood left, I'm afraid it will have disappeared from everyone."

Yang Fan said, and the world shaking means of Wu Jingxian came to mind.

But this kind of thing can only sigh.

Even if Wu Jingxian is amazing and gorgeous again, he has no ability to regenerate himself.

Besides Wu Jingxian, Yang Fan had no contact with the emperor of Wu Shen. He didn't know more about the Wushen emperor.

Therefore, he did not know whether the emperor Wushen had made any means to preserve his blood.

On the other side, the figures on hundreds of coffins were silent again.

The sound of sighs is endless.

But just then, Xiao Jiu suddenly said, "are you stupid? Are you blind? There is a big living man over there, you can't see it?"

Xiao Jiu's words stunned Yang Fan.

His eyes instantly turned to Chang Baisui.

The heartbeat increased by half a beat at this moment.

Xiao Jiu's sentence is obvious. It is clear that he is reminding everyone of the existence of Chang Baisui. At this time, it is self-evident what it means to let Chang Baisui appear in front of everyone.

The figures on the coffin suddenly turned their eyes away.

But at this time, Chang Baisui was still in pain. He didn't care what happened here. Just at this moment, he suddenly got up: "Oh, xiaofanzi, I feel it again. Hundreds of eyes are staring at me!"

Chang Baisui screamed, endured the pain and came directly behind Yang Fan.

But the next moment, his voice tone increased a few points again: "I Cao, what's the situation? The people in the coffin ran out?"

When Chang was 100 years old, he saw hundreds of lights and shadows in front of him.

"This is my family blood!"

"God bless my martial god, but he left his blood."

"My martial arts family has endless blood and will soar to the sky in the future."

……

But before they finished, Xiao Jiu coughed softly.

In an instant, all the sounds stopped.

It seems that as long as Xiao Jiu has any action, they will be silent.

"It must have something to do with you that this person can get the recognition of the remaining dragon veins. As for those who rush to the sky or not, my aunt is not interested. But one thing, I want the Imperial Dragon Spirit in the Dragon veins." Xiao Jiu said.

Extremely overbearing.

The whole gesture is informing, ordering, not discussing.

But the figure on the coffin suddenly became uneasy at this moment.

"The emperor's dragon spirit should be left to him. Although he is so despised, it is our blood after all. Our martial arts family can't destroy it."

"This dragon Qi is the foundation of turning over. Only by absorbing the Dragon Qi can he lay the foundation of emperors and cultivate the way of emperors of our family in the future."

"So this dragon Qi can't be given to you."

Several figures in the deepest part of the coffin spoke one after another.

"Don't talk to me about terms. If I want to, I'll bury you in one breath. I can stay here and listen to your nonsense, but it's just because my useless master has something to do with you." Xiao Jiu said.

As soon as this sentence was said, Yang Fan had a sense of disobedience in his heart.

This scene is so similar to the platform where I used to be a centenarian!!!!

It's just a pity that Xiao Jiu is supporting himself now that his identity has changed.

"His road does not need dragon spirit. Even if there is no dragon spirit and you follow him, his future road will be unimaginable."

"He practices the five elements and is invincible. He is incompatible with the emperor's Dragon Qi. It's useless to want it!"

"Please leave a chance for my Wu family."

……

The crowd began to beg.

"I say it works, naturally it works. If this person doesn't have something to do with my master, I'm sure he can't even get a fart." Xiao Jiu responded domineering.

Yang Fan stood on the spot and couldn't talk at all, but his heart was filled with emotion.

This feeling is like you are competing for the opportunity that originally belonged to Chang centenary