Talisman Emperor

Far from the source of sin.

This is close to the second line of defense, where the bloodbath will soon return to the outside world as soon as it arrives and passes through the camp, which belongs to the same vein as the passage.

In the beginning, the three Daoists of Light, Time and Thunder entered this source of sin from that camp and launched an operation to seize the Spirit of Return.

At this time, however, the Lord of Thunder Tao has been slain, tragically under the sword of the turn of death, and the Lord of Light Tao is even more tragic, dying on the Avenue of Light, which he is best at.

Only the Timekeeper was left and fled to this area in panic.

In the distance is the bloodbathing sea, the other side of the bloodbathing sea, the camp that is about to return smoothly.

It's unusual, and for people like Time Channel owners, it's just a moment away.

But today, these distances are like a sky separated by life and death, so that the Timekeeper can no longer touch them!

Hope is right ahead, but this feeling is out of reach in this life, and it can drive anyone crazy!

Timekeeper is no exception.

At this moment, he describes himself as dead, desperate and helpless, and a pair of muddy eyes filled with discomfort and discomfort.

He seemed to have lost all his power, squatted on the ground, looked far away across the bloody coast, lost his soul and lost his way.

He is a spirit born in the heavenly order, and from the moment of his birth he has mastered the power of time. He is also the second most powerful of the twelve Dao servants. To this day, he has not looked down on the world as a dominant, divine power.

But now…

But it's like a dog!

Not even a dog!

These huge changes have caused the temporal lord to collapse, and he had no idea that, in addition to the revolution, there were people in the world who could kill such beings.

He had no idea that one day he would be forced to do so by a hijacker who had just been promoted to the Dao mainland.

Most ironically, there is now a breath on him that makes him more familiar. It is the power of time, but... it is a power of time never seen before by his temporal lord!

This power, somehow unknown, has been covered in the heavens and the earth from time immemorial, everywhere.

This power is also terrible, making it impossible for the Timekeeper to escape at all, but only to watch it relentlessly plunder his own life, Suwon.

Skin starts to wrinkle, dim, bloodless, lost its vitality, muscle bones are like wind eroded stones, inches fade, long hair turns snow and white, peeling off one after another...

This is the power of time!

Timekeeper is so familiar with this, but so strange, because these forces of time he has never touched.

This reminds him of the Lord of Light who died before. He couldn't help but bitterness in his heart. I didn't expect that he, like Lord of Light, would die in his most familiar power...

Is this the realm of the Lord God?

Timekeeper raised his head hard, just a tiny move, like exhausting all his power, making him look like a corpse about to rot, about to extinguish the ashes.

But why can't I see it myself?

The Lord of time is clear, the heavens and the earth are normal, the silence is empty, and there is not a single breath that belongs to the domain of the Lord God.

But the Timekeeper is certain that it has always existed, invisible but everywhere!

Otherwise, he would have arrived on the other shore of the bloody sea and fled the day of his birth.

Otherwise, he would never be trapped here, eroded by endless forces of time, waiting to be killed.

If not...

All of a sudden, Timekeeper had a temper, and he was going to die. What else do you want to do?

Yeah, death is coming, despair is no longer important.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The second servant, who was dying, could not understand how Chen Xi did this.

It also became the biggest doubt in his mind before he died.

……

A place of sin.

Chen Xi, who had been standing silently, retracted his gaze and looked at the rear crowd of the saintly one pulse.

Only a few dozen of the saints on the field remain ancient monuments of the mainland, but there are also many descendants of various large tribes of the saint lineage in that already devastated place of sin.

But whoever they are, at this moment, their faces are full of confusion, shock, consternation, and even a little overwhelming.

Because neither of them thought that a fight that they saw as a clam would come to an end in this way.

The abductees did not die, nor did they return to their families. Instead, the three servants were killed by the township!

These fantastic scenes make them even a little incredible. How can a hijacker who has just been promoted to Lord Dao be so powerful?

They can't figure it out.

Time, light, thunder, when three servants were dying, they couldn't figure it out either.

But all of this has happened, and it has become an iron-like fact, and they have to believe it.

Boo!

Also at this time, Chen Xiao's palm flipped and an ancient sword of pale green emerged.

The sword of the turn!

Many ancient antiques recognize this as the treasure in the hands of their holy ancestors.

“This sword was given to me by your ancestors, and although she did not entrust me to brush you Saints, I believe that she would certainly not want you to just disappear into the world. ”

Chen Xi opened his mouth and his voice was calm and indifferent. Though not very loud, it clearly sounded in every inch of the land of sin.

Doesn't this mean that Lord Shizuku taught himself to the robbers?

“So from today onwards, your saintly vein will be under my control, and you will receive my blessing. ”

Chen Xiyan's words remain calm and unbearable.

If it is said that before the slaying of those three servants, he will inevitably suffer from the resistance and anger of the saints, and even think that he is insane and insane.

But nowadays, no one dares to think that.

That's power!

Killing the authority established by the servants of the Third Avenue is enough to prove that Chen Xiao has the guts to say such a thing, and there is no question about it!

However, the thought of a saint's pulse, from now on, must be held by an outsider, or it still makes many antique hearts extremely uncomfortable.

As if to see through their minds, Chen Xi was not angry about it and said calmly: "Rest assured, I am not interested in your so-called rights and status at all, I would not have had to make such a promise if I hadn't thought in front of your ancestors. ”

Go ahead, he shook his head and seemed to leave.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Chen Xiao, if you are going to protect us, why are you leaving? ”

Chen Xi's gaze swept away and saw that the person who spoke was actually the blazing one, except that the latter felt somewhat nervous and repressed in the face of Chen Xi's gaze at this moment.

“What are you worried about? ”

Chen Xi said.

“I'm worried… what if you leave and the other servants kill you again? You know, this mountain of God is more than just sitting in a town with three servants. ”

Incandescent should take a deep breath or say with a hard scalp.

“You worry a lot more than that. ”

Chen Xiao shook his head and turned to walk far away.

“Why?”

Incandescent should scream urgently.

“Is that good enough because I'm going to be a servant for a while? ”

The voice of desolation and calm sounded, and the shadow of Chen Ti had long disappeared from the sky.

Incandescent, other saintly strongmen, and an unspeakably complex emotion in their hearts.

It wasn't until this moment that they finally realized that they seemed to have misunderstood Chen Xi from the beginning, that this guy was not only their enemy, but seemed to have some connection with their ancestors!

Instead of explaining it all the time, he helped them kill Time, Light, Thunder!

Today, Chen Xiao is going to deal with other servants. Why would he do that? It goes without saying that nature eliminates hidden dangers for the survival of their saintly beliefs!

To think of it, and to think of their previous vicious attitude towards Chen Xi, as well as their unsolicited digging and sarcasm, all Saints of Strong Heart are delicate and complex.

Intangibles, on the contrary, let them dissipate quite a bit from the mustard and resistance of the Tidal, and many have even begun to identify themselves as Tidal.

……

Mm-hmm.

As soon as Fu arrived in the bloodbathing sea, Chen Xidang looked away.

There, a figure is plundering, his attitude is alluring, the beauty, the dragon seal phoenix, as clear as the famous mountain show water.

A long, bloody gun, slanted behind his back, unleashed a promenade all over the mainland before he had the air.

This man, he is the interpretive trumpet of a superior tribe from the Guardian Path!

But how did he get here?

Chen Xiqiao stopped ignoring him and took himself to the bloodbathing sea.

“Chen Xi! ”

But at this point, the trumpet song stopped him.

“What is it? ”

Chen Xi frowned, he didn't like Chu Song, but he couldn't talk about how much disgust he was.

“I went all the way to battle to slaughter and finally got promoted yesterday, confident I had the power to fight you. ”

Explain the divine color of the song, calmly said, a pair of eyes with a glimmer.

“I've already given you a chance to stop being so boring. ”

Chen Xi cold swept each other's eyes.

"Don't get me wrong," exclaimed Chu Song. "To this day, I have explained that Chu Song practice has never been deported, killing you means nothing to me. ”

Chen Xiao thought, “Then why are you doing this? ”

After a long period of silence, Chu Guo said: “I have been focusing on my path since I was a child. Everything on the outside made me indifferent. But when you showed up, I realized that I would also be jealous, unwilling, would question my strength, my heart was completely messed up...”