Peerless Martial God

The sky over the palace where the crowd stood, the rolling clouds were tumbling, and there seemed to be a figure that seemed to be imaginary. The figure gradually solidified, and the white robe and long beard were floating like a fairy. The old man who has seen the people in the area.

"Prophet!"

"The prophet appeared, but unfortunately, I was blocked, and I was not even qualified to be predicted!"

Many people who are blocked on the outside are constantly screaming, very depressed, and can't wait to squeeze in, but the invisible power is like a hollow light curtain, which separates his mother, and can't feel any breath inside. Sound, they can only see everything that is happening inside with their eyes.

The prophet's body slowly landed in front of the main hall. His face was soft and soft. He looked at everyone calmly. No one could feel his breath. This kind of strong is not the current one. of.

At this time, Lin Feng noticed the strange expression, and saw that the incarnation of the Taoist priests was slightly picked up, staring at the prophet and watching, and seemed to want to see the prophet by his own experience.

Not only is it strange, but the eyes of other people also stare at the prophet, and their eyes are full of sorrows, and the prophet will predict their fate!

"Who will come first!" The old man smiled and swept the crowd, whispered, and freed them.

"I am coming." A figure is coming out, and the body is full of embarrassment. Even if you face the prophet, it is still the same, just like heaven and earth.

This person is the Peng Mou, the **** bird, the golden-winged Dapeng, and the self-proclaimed talent is invincible in the eight wild, never seen in the eyes, unruly, wild, extremely demon.

"The blood flowing through you is destined to be extraordinary, but you are too proud and arrogant. If you can change, the upper emperor is hopeful, otherwise, the farthest will stop the middle emperor." The prophet said faintly, the cloud The wind is light, and in a few words, the number of life of the Pengmo is out.

Peng demon enchanted in the extreme color of the demon, said: "Only the middle emperor and the upper emperor, your prophecy, accurate?" Do not jump words.

The first person who was predicted, he questioned the prophet, Peng Mo, he is the **** bird, the golden-winged Dapeng, and his heart is high and proud, he will be the name of the eight, the most dazzling star, no one before, To prove the emperor.

The prophet didn't care, just smiled: "I repaired the fate of my life. I haven't known how many years I have lived, but I have seen more genius than your hair. There are many golden-winged Dapeng and even A monster with a higher blood level than your blood, such as the Phoenix Phoenix, the sacred unicorn, and the Golden Dragon, as far as the quasi-inaccurate, you think it's accurate, and think it's not allowed!"

"My golden-winged Dapeng will become a demon emperor, shocking the ancient and modern!" Peng said, and then retreated to the side, although he was embarrassed, but also know how terrible the people standing in front of him, will not offend.

"I hope so, but I just predict what you can achieve, so the premise is that you can live." The prophet smiled faintly, and everyone naturally understood this. The prophet could not know when and when you died. That is not the prophet, but the prophet.

"Next!" The prophet said faintly, the second person who stood up was the demon, following the Pengmo.

"Your limit, the next demon!"

"Boom!" Thunder demon has a thunderbolt bloom, the heart dissatisfied, the limit, is only the next demon!

"Next!" Next, standing out is the yak of the wilderness demon domain Yakshan, the prophecy of the prophet is still the same, the limit, the next emperor.

"I am coming!" Fei Fei stood up. The prophet looked at him and smiled faintly: "The median emperor, of course, if the emperor changed his life for you, he could break into the upper emperor!"

"Hey, hehe..." The gold-winged Dapeng’s body shot a horrible sharp-pointed golden mang, who is a **** bird, a golden-winged Dapeng, a scorpion fly, just a enchanting, why compare with him, the prophet gives The prophecy is no worse than him.

"The monsters are also talented and defeated, but the strong races are born to be unconventional, but they are also doomed to where their limits are. Only by making changes can they break the limit." The prophet is facing Fei Fei said faintly, Fei Fei nodded in a clear way. This old man had told him that the beast, especially the powerful monster, was born to be unconventional Unless you change yourself.

"Next." The prophet calmed as usual and continued.

"I." Qi Jiaojiao jumped out from the side of his brother, and looked at the prophet.

"There is no hope for the emperor!"

"Boom!" Qi Jiaojiao seems to be hit by the thunder, the beautiful moments froze, the prophet only gave her four words, the emperor hopeless, no prophecy.

No, she is the four beautiful women in the eight wilderness. She is the daughter of Qi family. She was born to be unpredictable. Why the prophet gave her only four cruel words, and she was hopeless.

"Why?" Qi Jiaojiao looked ugly and asked.

"Your aura is given to you by others, your family, your brother, you can reach this step because someone has been sheltering, you only have a beautiful face, from then on, you have nothing to come out of. The tough will has never happened, the setbacks of life and death have never been encountered, and some are arrogant, so there is no hope for the emperor, unless you completely change your face, or have a chance."

The voice of the prophet was like the cold water pouring on Qi Jiaojiao, let him cool from the beginning to the end, pale, all her things, was it given to her? Does she have nothing?

"Golden, you will become the Emperor!" At this time, Qi Tiansheng came forward and put a hand on Qi Jiaojiao's shoulder and comforted him.

Qi Jiaojia nodded slightly, but she was deeply attacked by the prophet. Is there really nothing?

Qi Tiansheng looked at the prophet and said, "What about me?"

"The next emperor, may have the opportunity to become a median emperor, but very small, unless there is a chance to go against the sky!" The prophet said a faint voice, let Qi Tiansheng feel cold, the next emperor, is only the next emperor?

That said, the demon has his talent, and Fei Fei will surpass him.

The people behind me are nervous at the moment, although they are calm, but in reality many people are clasped in their hands. The words of the prophet may determine their fate. Perhaps, they will also change the isolation of the future of the eight wilderness, such as the prophecy just now. Flying can achieve the middle emperor, while Qi Tiansheng is only the next emperor.

Qi Tiansheng's hands clenched, and even a squeaking sound, his face was unwilling to be unwilling, his achievements, the farthest is only the next emperor!

"Predecessors, me!" At this time, Wu Yan stood up and looked down on the prophet, which was extraordinarily polite.

"You are like him, the next emperor, if there is an opportunity to go against the sky, you can break into the middle emperor." The prophet calmed.

"Wu Yan is like her brother." Qi Jiaojiao looked at Wu Yan deeply. He always thought that her brother was unparalleled, but Wu Yan who likes to be with her is like her brother. There are opportunities to achieve the Emperor Wu.

"I will try it too." Hehe touched his head and walked out with a black face. Plus the skin was black, but it gave people some interesting meaning, as if they were still worried about being robbed. .

"In 50 years, there is a chance to become a emperor. The limit is to the middle emperor. There is an opportunity to attack the emperor!"

"In eighty years!" The crowd looked stiff, and the prophecy of the prophet to pay the black number was so high that it surpassed everyone, and perhaps only within a hundred years, he would say the years.

"Oh, this opportunity may become a reality, but can the seniors not say the years, let me blame, I still dream of becoming emperor in 20 years!" Fu Hei was embarrassed to laugh. Next, let everyone turn over their eyes, this **** is the highest prophecy ever obtained, and the temperament of Tianhuo surpasses the prophecy of the Golden-winged Dapeng for an additional year.

"The age is not accurate. I just said that within 80 years, in 80 years, maybe 50 years, 30 years, maybe 10 years, it depends on your future situation, but since you said so, after that I will not talk about the years, so as not to affect you." The prophet laughed, and then he went back to the side and was quite satisfied with this prophecy.

At this time, the sage wanted to come forward and look at the prophet and smiled and said: "What do seniors think of my achievements?"

"There is no problem with the emperor, but unless you practice your practice to the extreme, you will stop the next emperor." The prophet calmly said: "Of course, you can consider giving up the desire to practice."

The sect of the sage wants to look good, and the practice of his cultivation is indeed easy to be strong, but as the ancestors experienced, there will be extremes, and to a certain extent, they will not be able to enter.

"I just suggested." The prophet whipped the whiskers and said with a smile, the body of the sage also retreated, just the next emperor!

At this point, the crowds outside are very nervous, but they can only see the expression of the crowd inside, speculate what might happen, can't hear the sound, let them have the urge to collapse, they want to know, the prophet is inside People, what kind of prophecy has been made.

At the same time, those who have not yet been predicted are even more nervous. The prophet is trying to repair the destiny. I don’t know how many years to live. I don’t know how strong it is. I have seen genius endless. What he said is of course weighty. This has also been verified in people who have been predicted by the city of destiny.

Perhaps, the words of the prophet represent their future destiny, who can do it without tension!

Ps: Thanks to lixiangzhao, 侃侃 烁 烁!

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