Chapter 1 375: For the Shaozu

Chapter 1 375: For the young patriarch.

Listening to the fabulous words of the Kalou, the children of the same generation did not speak, but there was a kind of fluctuation in the eyes.

Jialou looked at the sky, and there was a faint golden light in his eyes. The goose was decorated with gold-rimmed robes, which made people look like a piece of innocent jade.

At this moment, even if you stand there quietly, the charm of Kalou is so rich and beautiful, and the charm is unique.

Only at this moment, the face of Cana House’s feathers was also very pale. The golden light and double cymbals then slowly converge and turned into calm. They said to everyone around us: “This time, all of us owe Du Shaozhen, not just a life, I also Not only is strength not as good as him, he is worse than me."

In front of the square, the small star stood with a small body, and looked at the front. The small hand was holding the purple hand around him. He had not spoken and was pale.

"Hey, there will be nothing wrong with it, mother, are you saying yes?"

After a while, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the little stars looked up slightly and greeted the purple cicada.

The purple sable bowed down, the faint purple beauty looked at the little stars, and the other hand stroked the hair of the little star in front of the forehead. The red lips were slightly open, and the sound was like a fairy sound. "Your body is different, and the Jinwu burns the thunder." It’s just the first time, I’m afraid it’s hard to be embarrassed.”

"So, even if you are trapped in it, after a hundred years, you will not have something to do, right?" On the pale face of the little star, the clear and bright eyes are filled with a faint golden flame, still demon.

"I think so, his life is hard, so many times the crisis is all right, this time it is nothing to be considered." Zi Yan lightly, watching the little stars smile.

"After a hundred years, you will grow old, he is human."

The little star asked a little bit to the purple cicada. She was somewhat worried that a hundred years would be nothing for the beast, but for humans, it has a lot of influence.

"He has already arrived at Nirvana Wuzun, and he is not old enough."

Purple eyebrows picked up slightly, then looked at the sky, purple beauty, wiped a little wave of ripples, deep bottomless, people are hard to detect.

"The gods of the king, the small Ying Ying, the spiritual tiger king and the ghost car are all around, hope that there will be nothing to do."

The little star whispered, the young face was no longer so dignified, but there was no smile.

"laugh……"

The space is fluctuating, and a sly old lady appears in the square, with streaks of cranes and a pale gold coat.

"I have seen the Holy Father."

With the emergence of such an old lady, the elders, the elders and other elders are respectful.

"I have seen the Holy Father."

Around the golden-winged Dapeng bird family, Jialou Yuying, Jialou, and so on are all knees on the ground.

"Mother, how come you are."

When Kalou was in the sky, he was respected at the moment in front of the old lady.

"I will take a look."

The old lady nodded to Kalou, and waved the elders to protect the Fa and the disciples. Then they looked at the sky and looked calm. They said: "My wife owed my grandson and owed it."

"grandmother……"

Jialou, the lotus flower stepped forward, looked at the old lady, and quietly supported the old lady.

"Grandma."

The little star came to the side of the old lady, and the tender voice was relatives.

The old lady's dry palm pulled the little hand of the little star, gently patted the back of the little star, and experienced the old face carved by the years, full of pleated face to squeeze out a loving smile.

"My grandmother is relieved, I will not have anything to do, then Jinwu will burn the thunder, but I will not be able to help you." The little star whispered, there is a kind of perseverance in the clear demon.

"Yes, he won't have anything to do."

The old lady nodded and smiled.

"The children in the family listen."

In the meantime, Jialou opened the sky and looked at the calm space in front of the sky. The sound was not loud. At the moment, there was an invisible wave of waves. The sound wave spread like a tide in all directions, and it was heard throughout the golden wing. Among the Peng birds.

"Today, my Jialou long day receives Du Shaoqi as a righteous son. From now on, Du Shaoqi is my golden-winged Dapeng bird family and less patriarchs!"

The sound of Chang Tian’s long days fell, and it rang through the corners of the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

Among the golden-winged Dapeng birds, all the golden-winged Dapeng birds and their young children are all shocked and shocked.

On the square in front of this mountain peak, all the elders guarding the Fa, the Jialu, and the feathers are also the following.

But at this moment, no one objected. Even the elders and the elders have no words.

The original old lady accepted Du Shaoqi as her grandson. In fact, it is also the righteous son of the patriarch Jialou, but this is still a big difference.

But at this moment, the head of the family, Kalou, said that this amount is different, which is equivalent to the real recognition of the whole family of the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

In particular, the identity of Du Shaoyu, the patriarch of the patriarch Jialou Changtian, is even more impressive. It can be said that it is equal to the future patriarch of the golden-winged Dapeng bird family.

These major events, if the former patriarch Jialou Changtian made such a decision, fear that the elders will remind a few words, after all, Du Shaoqi is still a human identity.

Only at this moment, no one has anything to say.

"People are inside, and my grandson can't hear it."

The old lady looked at the Kalou House for a long time, pulling the hand of the little star and whispering to the Kalou Building.

"If he comes out later, it is also the son of the long-term son of my house, the little patriarch of the golden-winged Dapeng bird family!"

Jialou replied in a long day, and the sound came out. It seemed to be intended to echo the square, enough for anyone to hear it. Then he looked at the sacred feathers of Jialou and said: "All are scattered, go back to heal."

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"Booming..."

In the golden thunder of the ocean, the thunder sounded a lot.

"How could this be, damn, what is going on..."

The huge golden thunder, the three-legged bird, is thunderous and fierce. At this moment, the color of fear emerges. It finds that it is doing wrong. Originally, it thought that it could kill the human being, but now it has passed, and it is endless. The energy poured into the thunder and lightning, but even the waves did not rise up. The thunder and lightning were too strange. Like the bottomless hole, the enthusiasm swallowed its energy. It also pumped the sheep into the tiger's mouth. It’s just a few days, it’s already making it very weak.

At this moment, the golden thunder three-legged big bird wants to get out and found that it is already late.

The strange three-legged big tripod rotates, and the purple gold lightning vortex in the hole automatically devours the energy of the Jinwu burning thunder in its space. Although it stops sending the sheep into the tiger's mouth, the speed of the automatic devouring of the lightning to the treasure is not too slow, long time. This goes on, afraid that it is enough to exhaust it.

In this closed space, Jinwu Burning Thunder has lost the connection with the outside world and cannot recover at all. If the energy is exhausted, one point will be lost.

"How could this be, what is this in the end?"

The three-legged golden thunderbird is fierce, and it completely blocks the energy of the three-legged hall to devour it, but finds that the effect is very small, it is difficult to stop.

The pressure contained in the purple thunder in the three-legged Ding even made it feel fearful, as if it could suppress it.

At this moment, from the original disdain and greed, Jinwu Burning Thunder began to panic and fear, and did not dare to attack the three-legged thunder and lightning.

I am afraid that the more it attacks, the faster its energy will be consumed.

In the misty space, Du Shaoqi’s knee-sitting figure was surrounded by a golden energy aperture, and a hegemonic atmosphere pervaded.

"Hey..."

When the golden energy aperture gradually disappeared and introverted into the body, Du Shaozhen's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the eyes of Jin Guang Dou shot, Zi Yan, Xing Hui, purple lightning light surged at the same time, and then slowly restrained into clear.

"call……"

A smoldering gas spit out along the throat, and a room full of vibrating momentum shook, and the purple robe hunted.

At this moment, Du Shaoqi’s original white face did not know when it had quietly restored ruddy.

Peeking into the mysterious body of the body and the power of the Yuanshen filled in the mud of the brain, Du Shaoqi also secretly relaxed a little.

Du Shaozhen estimated that it was more than a month in the ancient space at the moment, and he was only slightly restored. This time the injury was not light.

But now the outside world only a few days, Du Shaoyan brows slightly wrinkled, double squats slightly closed, the heart suddenly released, peeping to the purple Lei Xuanding.

"what……"

After a while, Du Shaoqi’s heart converges, and the micro-closed eyes open, and a little smile is revealed.

In the sneak peek, Du Shaozhen found that his own purple Lei Xuan Ding has been automatically swallowing Jinwu to burn the thunder, and the Jinwu Burning Thunder has now begun to retreat.

His eyes did not turn, Du Shaoqi was thinking about what, the next moment, the figure disappeared into the ancient space.

"laugh!"

When Du Shaozhen's figure appeared again, it was already outside the purple Lei Xuan Ding, and the body covered with a golden mask, which surrounded the Jinwu Burning Thunder around it.

Looking at the re-emergence of Du Shaoqi, the three-legged thunder golden giant bird fiercely focused on Du Shaoqi.

Feeling the atmosphere of Du Shaoqi at the moment, visually seeing Du Hong's ruddy face, the three-legged big bird swelled in a strange color.

"Jinwu burns the thunder, you can't help me, I don't think I can't help you for a while, why isn't the well water not making a river, how about getting along with each other?"

Du Shaozheng looked at the huge three-legged golden thunder giant bird. At this moment, the huge three-legged golden thunder giant bird in front of him is the condensed gold and fired thunder.

"How do you get along with each other?"

The eyes of the three-legged big bird are fluctuating. It seems that they have an interest and asked Du Shaoyu.

Looking at the golden thunder and three-legged big bird, Du Shaoxuan did not turn, saying: "This space has collapsed. We seem to be unable to go out in a hundred years. It is better not to fight for a hundred years. It is better to take a step back. I don't deal with you, don't provoke me. If you are willing to help me to sculpt the gods, I can help you, and naturally will help, how?"