Tales of Herding Gods

The patriarchs of the various creators of Zi Li, Zhuqiu, Xiaolong, Xiatai and so on have come forward, almost on the seal of the Emperor, and the Taidi altars are also inspected in detail.

After a long time, these patriarchs straightened up their waists, each looking at each other and arguing over each other.

“Is the third prophecy of the Spirit first fulfilled?”

"But watching this kid is not quite like a creator. He has even a throat. It is like an adult in a villain."

"The eyebrows also look like a traitor!"

"You said that the holy baby is indeed like the Qin trait, and the more it looks like..."

"However, he has the right to print, and there is an altar, and there is a rough stone in his eyebrows. Should the traitor have not been raped to this extent? Even if he is so treacherous, he has no place to get the right to print and the altar. As for the original stone, That's even more impossible."

"Qin traitors, have to guard against. Who can think of a sword in that year?"

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In the original stone, the uncle was nervous and couldn't help but remind the lords of the creator: "He was not born with the right to seal, nor was he born on the altar. The Taidi and the Taidi altar were given to him by others! The original stone is also grabbing me! Hello, you are smart!"

The patriarchs of all ethnic groups have discussed each other. The white-haired people of the Xiatai nationality have long said: "The holy baby has a great deal of importance. It needs to be verified first, so as not to be a spy from the Qin trait. If we are confused, we will admit that he is a holy child. Wouldn't it be necessary to laugh at the big teeth behind you?"

The focus of the repair: "The Holy Baby is born with caution, and I am not careful whether he is a holy baby, so I invite you to come. What methods do you have to judge whether he is a holy baby?"

"Others can be faked, but the soul can't make a fake!"

The female creator of the Zi Li nationality, the main female silkworm, said: "My treasure of the Zi Li people is the seven soul grass, which is the sacred object that my people used to think of millions of years. In addition to being able to swallow the soul, they can also identify the soul. The last time I used to deal with the Qin family's big-headed baby, he was smashed by the seven souls, but fortunately there are still some roots and grass stems."

She carefully took out a grass, purple root purple stem, the root stem is many times larger than the grass, like a purple potato growing on the root, but the roots have been bitten by the bite, and bitten very badly.

This grass is the creator of the Zi Li people. With countless years of experience, the sacred objects created are extremely powerful. They are good at consuming the soul, but they have suffered a great loss in the face of Qin Fengqing.

At that time, Qin Fengqing was mad, and he smashed from the town of worry-free, slaughtered the creator, and the silkworm and the tribe sacrificed the treasure. He intended to count him with the seven soul grass, and he was held by him.

The silkworms and the tribes hurriedly recovered, but they have been smashed by Qin Fengqing, which is why the seven soul grasses are not delicious.

Since the recovery of the seven soul grasses, this grass has been ruthless and languid. Even if the silkworms and the tribes join forces to sacrifice, they cannot restore the seven soul grasses to the peak state.

Fortunately, this time it is only used to identify the soul of Qin Mu, and it is still a matter of the seven soul grass.

The silkworm girl sacrificed the seven soul grass, and this slouching sacred thing flew to the altar and came to the front of Qin Mu, and the purple air flow turned and flew into the body of Qin Mu.

The seven soul grass lifted two thumb thick and thick rhizomes, one of which was straight and the other was pulled.

"The Seven Soul Grass says he is less than two years old!"

The silkworm woman took back the seven soul grass and said: "There is exactly one of my creators. I have seen the baby of the human race. When I was a year old, it was a little bit."

Uncle and anger were unstoppable, and the big head came and went on the original stone altar. He said, "Your stupid grass is useless! Silly grass can't recognize his body. The body of this kid is in his thirties!"

The patriarch of the Zhuqiu family said: "Since the soul is true, then there should be no leave. However, in the prophecy, the Holy Baby is a vast god, and the wisdom is accessible. Can the Holy Child allow us to try?"

Qin Mu has no choice but to say: "Please, please."

Even if he disagrees, these creators will not allow him to refute, so it is better to test them by their pain.

"In any case, repairing the weight more than once said that there is no danger." Qin Mu Xin said.

The repairing and deliberation of the patriarchs, to determine the test charter, repaired: "The king of God has not yet arrived, it is reasonable to say that she will come here quickly, is it something that has been caught It is better to wait a second. Wait until the **** king comes, and she will preside over it."

Dong Ming, silkworm women and others nodded.

At this time, Feng Mingsheng came, and everyone looked up, but saw the sky and the sky, and the waterfalls formed like petals fell from the sky.

Cai Feng fluttered and flew, pulling a gorgeous incomparable Baojixiang car slowly falling from the flower waterfall, and in this place where the incense car drove, there was still a flower river, and it was a long way to go.

Huahe dissipated, and the Baodi also landed.

"The king of God is here!"

All the patriarchs and elders who came to repair the nation went to pay homage to each other, and they all said the same thing: "Congratulations to the gods!"

"You don't have to be polite."

There was a woman's voice in Baochao. Qin Mu looked at Baochao, but could not see the woman in the car. However, unlike other lords, the phoenixes did not turn into gods.

The masters of the creator's patriarchs are all thoughts of God. After landing, they will turn into gods and drift away, and they will be taken back by them. The car of the sacred king seems to be the real colorful phoenix.

"Is it a few phoenixes that are created by the gods?"

Qin Mu’s heart fretting: “From the point of view to the truth, these few colored phoenixes are just as fearful as the ancient gods! What is this sacred **** king? Uncle God, have you heard of this woman?”

"I have never heard of it."

Uncle is also a little surprised, said: "In the three kings era, the three kings are as old as I exist, uncle, Boyang, Xin, and the three gods, the status is second only to the Taidi. Boyang, The singer has died in the last battle, and she has not survived. This sorrowful king, I have never heard of it. Could it be that she is the king of the creator of the later generations?"

The voice of the **** of the gods came from the treasure: "The Holy Baby is born, this is a sign of great joy, but the Spirit predicts that the Holy Baby will lead my people out of the illusion and reproduce the ancestor glory. As for the infant's ability, there must be a calculation."

The Xiatai people said: "I am waiting for the king of God to come to test."

The king of the gods smiled and said: "You should have checked the identity of the holy baby and confirmed that he is the creator of my family. Has the teacher ever asked?"

He repaired himself and said, "His baby said that his teacher is a creator named Uncle. The Holy Baby has a strong sense of knowledge and is not weaker than the adult creator. He wants to come to the uncle and is also a powerful figure among my people."

"Uncle?"

The sound of surprise in the treasure, the singer Wang smiled: "It turned out to be one of the three kings of Taikoo, the uncle, the king of the king, he has not been dead for millions of years? He is also my predecessor. I have heard of his name. When I was defeated by the Creator, I also had a lot of relationships with him, a dead man, how could the teacher of the Holy Baby? Yes, I know."

Her voice was pleasant and pleasant, and she smiled: "Uncle God, please show up for a while!"

Qin Mu’s third eye, the original stone in the early days, the uncle screamed coldly, faintly said: “The younger generations, dare to swear me.”

Qin Mu curiously said: "Don't the **** king not see the prince?"

Uncle sneered and said: "See what she does? Laozi is the king of Taikoo. She is just the **** king of the later generations. She called her to go to see her. Isn’t it self-destructive? And, Laozi is now only left. The big head, no brain in my head, went out to be ridiculed, even the face of the king of God was thrown away, I will not go!"

Qin Mu smiled and said: "The king of God, I think that a **** who can introduce the Shenzang Heaven Palace cultivation system and reform the system of spiritual cultivation and cultivation of the gods must be the world's majestic, not so stingy... I did not say you, I said It is the king of blasphemy."

The uncle was furious and his head jumped up and angered: "If I want to go out, can you let me out? You are not afraid that I will dismantle your fake Santa Claus?"

Qin Mu smiled slightly and said: "Uncle, have you not noticed? The holy baby mentioned in the three prophecies is me."

The uncle stayed and stayed complex.

He now thinks carefully, the holy baby in the third language circulating in the Creator race is indeed Qin Mu, and there is no one except Qin Mu!

Qin Mu got the original stone of Taichu, Yun Tianzun sent the Taidi Yin and the Taidi altar, all of which seemed to be destined for the sky, destined to come to the other side of the Creator, to be this holy baby!

As for whether Qin Mu is a creator, is it really important?

Because the third prophecy did not say that the Holy Baby is the Creator!

The gods of the gods of the gods are all over the void, and even burst into the mind of Qin Mu, laughing: "Where the king of the uncle, since he came, why not show up?"

"I am going out."

The uncle said indifferently: "Jiangshan has talented people, and the previous generation was shot dead on the beach by the descendants. I don't believe that this sacred king's vision can outweigh me! You have removed the Supreme God! ”

Qin Mu heard the words and dispersed Da Luo’s supernatural knowledge.

The king of blasphemy is still to be said, suddenly a huge head is flying in the eyebrows of Qin Mu, and a slamming sound falls on the altar.

The uncle is lazy: "Why are you screaming?"

Next to the Baochao, there are two colored phoenix probes, hooking the curtains with the bird's beak, separating the curtains from the sides, and a goddess in the car gets up and walks out of the car. The phoenix crown and the dragonfly on the head hang down, slightly Shake.

"I have seen the uncle of the ancient king."

The goddess and the woman are beautiful, and they can see the Qin Mu’s mind screaming, and the heart is screaming.

"In this world, there is absolutely no dust!"

In his mind, the sorrowful king, who is as good as the dustless, is so perfect, so the wind is moving, so fascinating!

"Impossible! Impossible! No dust is made by Ling Tianzun. It is used to seduce the ecstasy of the ancient gods, and there is no such beautiful woman in the world!"

Qin Mu’s eyes fell on the chest of the goddess, and he was more and more determined: “This goddess king is definitely looking at it. This chest... Hey, I mean she is too beautiful, it’s so beautiful! ”

————This pig has a cold, can't eat for several days, and the code word speed is slow, so it won't work. Why don't we make it... Well, give it a monthly pass!