Chapter 991, I want to be a person

The Chicheng Dao people smashed the ban on the thirty-three days of the ban, and broke the temperament by thirty-three days. Not to mention the six stunned celestial emperors and countless stars, Tianguan, Lingguan, Xianjun, Tianjun, Tianjiang, Tianwang and other heavenly high-rises, not to mention the long-eyed people with a look of temperament and temperament. Those devils in the outer domain are also staring at the thirty-three days that have become the avenue of the night.

It was difficult to attack in the past thirty-three days. Originally, a South Tianmen Gate blocked the outer demon gods, not to mention the fact that the high-level ban on the celestial law was a layer of sorrow. The extinction of magnetic light and so on, and the endless stream of venomous things, even those who have been repaired into the realm of the destructive realm of the devils have encountered these powerful tyrannical bans that have to be smashed down several layers of skin.

Only one emperor Huang Zengtian, although the immortal people were killed by blood, the terrible immortal law also killed the number of foreign gods who were almost three times more than the dead immortals. Home games have always taken an absolute advantage, not to mention the home game is called thirty-three days.

However, the Chicheng Dao people whipped down, hit the whip and the gods list, and also joined the nine ancestors, using a piece of Hongmeng to treasure. This fight can be compared with the battle of the gods that was practiced at the turn of the business week on the Earth in the Red Dust world. The legendary Jiangzi tooth uses a different whiplash. This is a slap in the air. The hard work of the amount of robbery is refining, and the lethality is extremely tyrannical, regardless of the sacred fairy mortal demon.

The different treasures of the ancestral martial arts of the Nine Avenues, together with the repair of the peaks of the Chicheng Taoist people, the 33-day ban is made up of the great emperors of the past dynasties, and thousands of heavenly emperors can have a broken martial countable. Therefore, this whip came down, and almost thirty-three days were broken by the people of Chicheng.

The immortals looked yellow and looked at the innumerable outer demon gods.

The outer gods and goddesses answered the countless immortals in thirty-three days.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and thousands of people were forced to be banned by the imperial law. They had to compress their body shape into a small foreign god. The demon **** smirked and swollen his body to a thousand miles, and they stepped up and down quickly. The emperor Huang Zengtian, led countless foreign gods to charge to the higher days. All the disciples of the heavens who dared to intercept along the way were crushed by these devils on the spot. No matter the fairy, the golden fairy, the Taiyi power, the leaders of the demon gods in these outer regions are all like tofu.

There are no more than 100 masters of Taiyi in the entire heavenly court. In the face of thousands of foreign gods and gods leaders who have broken the road and clear roads, Tianting lost thirty-three days of imperial law prohibition, and there is almost no war. force.

In just one tea time, thirty-three days were broken through the twenty-sixth floor. From the emperor Huang Zengtian to the Yuantong Yuandong, the twenty-sixth original Qingguang entangled Xiangyun Ruiqi’s heavenly environment was quickly occupied by the black-pressed outer domain demon. It seems that a lot of water is constantly in the ink, these areas are extremely large, each floor area is equivalent to the number of the gods in the territory of the 3,600 big states, and the number of devils is more and more horrible. The eardrum is very painful.

"Chicheng!" The roar of the long-browed man shook for thirty-three days.

Chicheng Road has a slight smile and a slight smile. He holds a whip in his hands and bows to the direction of Daoyuan Palace. "Master, if the disciple says that the disciple is whipping, do you believe it?"

At this time, the Chicheng Taoist who has always been steady and kindly has a mood to say whimsy, and his voice is full of life and enthusiasm that cannot be said. This strange thing makes all the people who hear the words of the Chicheng Taoist people feel at heart. A cold rushed straight up from the soles of the feet. Not to mention the characters of the six great emperors, that is, the nine avenues are all physically stiff, as if something that made them extremely frightened is happening.

A large number of fairy light sprinkled from the big Luotian, quickly repaired the thirty-three days of the immortal law. Nine Avenues ancestors finally personally shot, but more than 90% of their souls have been involved in the list of gods. Nowadays, the power of various sects is very limited, and it can only block the attacks of the outer domain demon below Taiyi. The strong demon leader can still be difficult to ban, and all the immortals seen in the vision of killing with lightning flames greedily swallowed everything.

But after all, the gods list is close at hand, the murdered immortal flesh and blood are swallowed up, and their fairy souls are still sucked into the gods list.

However, such a result is not what the Jiu Avenue ancestors want to see. They are prepared to absorb the souls of the fallen heroes on the Pangu continent or the essence of the mountain monsters. They are sealed as stars, and now they have absorbed countless What is the fairy soul of the fairy goddess in Tianting?

Originally, the immortal had the hope of continuous advancement, but once it was sealed as a star, the body was imprisoned by the star of the stars, and it was difficult to advance in the future. How cruel is this for a fairy? How can they be happy to be named as Star Jun?

The sacred list absorbs only one true spirit in their sacred souls. The power of the sacred soul has dissipated more than 90%. Even if it is possessed, it will be re-cultivated. I don’t know how many years to rebuild the mana. And where do you go to find them with so many qualified and good bodies? If it is a reincarnation, God knows what will be converted into a reincarnation?

Don't forget that Buddhism is so eager to move now, Jing Jing is still entangled in the Pangu Continent and the spiritual dynasty. Buddhism does not know how many dark sons are laid in the six reincarnations. The scale of the heavenly sacred reincarnation is reincarnated, and it is feared that more than 90% will enter the animal path. No.

Counting all kinds of possibilities, the ancestors of the Nine Avenues suddenly discovered that the spurs of the Chicheng Dao gave them a big problem of almost no solution. Twenty-six heavens almost collapsed, and so many immortal immortals who lost them, they are all the Taomen Jinghua who have spent countless thoughts and gathered in countless hours since they were enthroned. This whip basically brought Tianting back to the tragic situation at the end of the last treacherous world, and the loss was too heavy.

The Taoist celestial continually sprinkled and quickly repaired the thirty-three-day ban on imperial law.

A ray of light fell to the head of the Chicheng Taoist people, and the people of Chicheng Dao did not resist, and he was sucked back to the Taoyuan Palace. In front of the nine Taoist priests, the Chicheng Taoist people will respectfully return the gods to the long-browed people. They respectfully bowed to the long-browed people: "Daozu, the fruit of today is the cause of the past, and there is much rebellion in the ancient morning today. I also hope that the ancestors will forgive me."

The long-browed man took a deep breath and didn't call himself a master. He called his own ancestor. What kind of madness did the Chicheng Taoist have? Looking around at the people of Chicheng, this is the hard work of cultivating and sheltering for countless robberies. He has avoided countless times of robbery and step by step to one of the three first-time disciples of today. Too much to forget, but who can be really ruthless?

Looking at the people of Chicheng, the long-browed people only felt a sharp pain in their hearts, as if someone had torn a **** mouth on it.

After a dry laugh, the long-browed man bit his teeth: "Chicheng... You... Ancient morning? Hey, Guchen, you call yourself the old morning?"

Looking up at the sky, the long-browed man was able to find the impression of the name from the long-term memory that he had long abandoned.

The Chicheng Dao people straightened up and slowly nodded. With a relaxed smile, the Chicheng Taoist sighed: "Yes, can Daozu remember the ancient fisherman on the banks of the Lishui River? Daozu said that the ancient morning has a fairy edge, regardless of the ancient morning wish, and forced the ancient Morning is a disciple."

The face of the long-browed man was pale, and he looked at the people in Chicheng: "The fisher is ancient.... You are already a fairy. Why do you still remember the things at that time? The fisherman, the morning, hey, For so many years, how is the teacher for you? You, you, the fisherman, the morning, good, good, good!"

The people of Chicheng Road looked at the long-eyed people and sighed: "The immortals are always happy, although they are long-lived, but the ancient morning is not willing to be a fairy, but only for people."

Gently sighing, Chicheng Dao people said indulgently: "Master, you brothers, you are immersed in the boundless heaven and earth day and night, self-forgetting, and sitting in the Daoyuan Palace or the day outside the fairy mountain, just for the sake of meditation, just to Enhance the way, improve the mana, enhance the soul, and enhance everything that can be improved. So hard to pursue, never end, no father, no mother, no wife, no children, high on the top, depending on the ancestors."

With a sigh of relief, the Chicheng Taoist looked up at the ceiling, and he whispered: "And I, I remember the old river, my wife, my son, my dog, my boat. Wake up in the morning, catch a Fat fish, simmering in a pot of water, stewing a pot of fish soup, looking at the morning fog to dissipate, looking at the morning glow, there are wives and children playing, there are yellow dogs shouting, how happy?"

The ancestors of the Nine Avenues are gloomy and look like the ghosts of Chicheng. The words of the Chicheng Taoist people completely subverted some of their things, and at the same time evoked some of the deepest fears in their hearts.

Looking around, I looked at the nine avenues, and then looked at the dozens of first-hand disciples of the Jiu Dao ancestors who were waiting in the Daoyuan Palace, more than two hundred true disciples, and nearly a thousand pro-disciples who heard the news, Chicheng The Taoist smiled lightly: "We regard all beings as ants, yeah, the life expectancy of ants is short-lived. We have a hard time to shut down. Maybe the people on the Pangu mainland have changed for three or five generations. We are high above, and we can hit thousands of cities." We have done a lot of things. We have countless people, don’t say anything else, the second division, there are nearly a hundred of the founders of the church under your door, and there are countless children and grandchildren?"

A black-shouldered man nodded silently, and his look at the people of Chicheng was also very strange.

The people of Chicheng Dao said: "Yes, there are countless disciples and grandchildren. Even we all have broken disciples. Taiyi Jinxian is a grandson. Jinxian is the grandson of the gray. The next nine days of shock, the outer world and even the Pangu continent. It’s because I’m waiting for the Thunder’s fire to sway.”

With a bitter smile, Chicheng Dao people shook their heads: "High on the top, all beings are ants. But the nine ancestors did not mention, the younger brothers can still remember the pains and sorrows of their own ants? Spring flowers, summer green grass, autumn gold wind Winter snow and white, all tastes, can you still remember? You still remember your parents when you were a human being, but you still remember your relatives when you were a human being, but you still remember your old friend when you were a human being?"

The long-browed man interrupted the words of the Chicheng Taoist: "What do you want to do?"

The people of Chicheng Road looked at the long-eyed people and sighed: "I don't want to be a fairy, I want to be a man!"

After a long silence, the long-browed man gnawed his teeth and asked: "How many people in my door do you have?"

The people in Chicheng smiled and whispered: "This, you have to ask the Virgin Mary!"

In the Daoyuan Palace, there was a dead silence, and the ancestors of the Nine Avenues made their faces look pale.