In the temple, the patriarchs of the gods were destroyed. This saw the figure of Ye Chu. Both of them were shocked. I did not expect that there would still be a person who followed the golden doll.

"Which road is this person, how can I avoid the annihilation of the gods..." The patriarch’s wife was shocked.

The patriarch’s complexion is also somewhat heavy: “This young man’s strong blood is stronger than that of the golden fat man. Seeing that strength should have already entered the holy world, this young saint, I still saw it for the first time...”

"It may not be young. It is the old generation who is the strongest person. It is just the technique of rejuvenating the child..." The patriarch’s wife guessed, "Or else the strength of this golden fat man is afraid that it is difficult to take the wind, Maybe he helped Kim Fatzi to let him take the wind..."

"It’s very likely that you think so..." The patriarch also let out, "If you want to use the strength of the wind, you should not let your loved ones be taken away. Maybe this guy is helping behind..."

"No matter who they are, since they left, it would be fine..."

The patriarch's wife sighed and relieved, and the patriarch also breathed a sigh of relief. Before that, some uneasiness was calmed down, and the stone hanging in my heart finally fell.

"wrong!"

Just as the body shape of Ye Chu and Jin Doll turned, just in the mirror of the gods, when I saw Ye Chuzheng’s face, the patriarch’s heart was a fierce shock, and a wave of turbulence was set off.

"what happened!"

The patriarch's wife took the patriarch from the side, and the patriarch's eyes flashed with a hint of fear and incredible color. He muttered to himself: "How could it be! How could it be him!"

"Who is he?" The patriarch's wife was puzzled.

"It's that man!"

"The man is still not dead? Is it coming back?" The patriarch murmured and looked ugly.

The patriarch’s wife helped him and straightened out this tone for him, comforting him: “Don’t worry, think slowly, who is it, which man is coming back...”

"sunny day……"

The patriarch Shen Shen said: "It is the mysterious man more than a thousand years ago, sunny day..."

"sunny day?"

There was some twilight between the patriarch’s lady’s eyebrows. It seemed to remind me of such a character, and then asked the patriarch: “Is it the sunny day that had a great relationship with the colorful gods?”

"Yes, it is him..." The patriarch exhaled a sigh of breath and sighed. "I don't think he is still alive. I saw him in the same year, and he fell into the Qingtianfeng..."

"You see him falling down with your own eyes?" The patriarch's wife also felt that this was a bit weird.

When I look at the mirror of the gods, the figure of Ye Chu and the golden doll has disappeared from above. The two have already left, and they are no longer locked by the gods.

The patriarch is still somewhat unbelievable: "It is too strange. It is absolutely impossible. It was absolutely impossible for many people to see it, including the colorful gods and the winds. We all saw it together. Sunny day. Self-explosive Yuan Ling, the pieces have been twisted into fly ash, and finally fell to Qingtianfeng, how could it be reborn?"

"Maybe it's just a long picture..." The patriarch's wife guessed, "The world is so big, there are two people, and there is nothing strange..."

The patriarch shook his head and said: "Impossible, long images can't be so similar. Their eyes are too similar. They are simply carved out of a mold. The eyes are not deceiving, nor can they be completely similar. So these two people are simply the same person. It’s a terrible thing that the sunny day didn’t die. It seems that the world has really changed, and there are still people who can be born again in this way.”

"What happened then? Even if the sun is born again, there should be no big problem. Isn't that a guy a saint?" The patriarch's wife felt that her man seemed to be somewhat scared.

The patriarch shook his head and sighed: "Mrs. Yeah, some things you don't understand. When you were just a little child, you didn't even know the inside story..."

"Don't say that you don't know, it's the whole **** domain now, I'm afraid not many people know these things. Only those dozens of people who witnessed in Qingtianfeng knew the hidden feelings..." The patriarch looked gloomy.

"What's wrong? Is there anything special?" asked the patriarch's wife.

The patriarch said: "No one knows about the sunny days, including the colorful gods, I am afraid I can’t say one why..."

"At the time, although the sunny day was just a monk around the holy level, even most of the time there was no strength in the holy class, but he could easily enter the shrine, enter and leave the forbidden land, and then return safely..."

"Even if you bury the cave, you can get in and go back..."

The patriarch’s face is nostalgic: “The most shocking thing is that when a blood-soul sword flew out of the blood squad, the sword of the blood-suppressed squadron flew out...”

"At that time, the blood **** sword, to annihilate the colorful temple, but the sunny day appeared, and even with a mindfulness, it caught the blood **** sword..."

"What!" said the patriarch's wife, "How is it possible? He is not a saint, how can he hold the blood sword?"

The blood **** sword is definitely a famous and fierce sword in the past. It was created by the blood of the blood to the billions of souls. It is a pure sword of killing the sky. The absolute weapon of terror is unstoppable.

But it was blocked by a clear idea on a sunny day. How is this possible? It sounds more like a mythical novel.

The patriarch said: "This is indeed true. I was at the foot of the colorful sacred mountain that year and I have witnessed it all..."

"what……"

The patriarch’s wife exclaimed: “Fri, you were there when you were there?”

"Yes, I wanted to visit the colorful goddess and borrow a few good recipes from her, but I did not expect to see this scene..." The patriarch recalled, "The colorful gods of the past were the best in the world, and countless practitioners were her followers. But she can't look at her eyes, but she looks at the sun on a sunny day..."

"At that time there were a lot of practitioners going to find the trouble of sunny days. At that time, there were also some powerful guys like saints, including even Momo..."

"I still remember that when Mo Yanyan and I were drinking together, I once said a past event, saying that he took the Tianshan Snow Lotus to the colorful holy mountain that year, but he saw the sunny day far away..."

"At that time, there was no such thing as a sky-shattering attempt to smother the **** sword. The wind Mo Yan advised him to leave the colorful sacred mountains earlier, but the sunny day was just a look, and the wind was silently scared back to it..."

"After ten years, the wind has been retreating, almost dying..."