Talisman Emperor

Chapter 1841 Storm Coming

Daoding World.

The night is inky, the moon is high and the night sky is bright and clean.

In a quiet valley, Qingxi flowed past, Chen Xi's ass sat by the Qingxi, looking up at the full moon on the dome, couldn't help but vomit the turbidity.

The day he was in a hurry, cautious, and for fear of exposing himself, he did not choose to fly in the air.

But even so, along the way, he was discovered by a number of opponents, some from the Taoist monastery, others from Taigoku and Shinto shrines, only without them.

Chen Xi did not have the hard thinking to fight each other, he had earned a meditation on Guding. For him, it was imperative to protect this object and then meet with the other disciples of Divine Derivation Mountain.

As for killing enemies, unless compelled to do so, he would not have chosen to fight each other. After all, if he was entangled, there would inevitably have been an accident.

Fortunately, he had not used his mind when driving, but had sacrificed the secret mark of the Prohibition. He had already noticed each other and turned away before the other found him.

“Curiously, how do Taoists, Taoists, shrines, and their disciples, who participate in the discourse, come together? ”

Looking back at today's experience, Chen Xijian frowned and smelled an unusual smell, which caused him to worry about Yan, Huayuan and Tumong.

Soon, Chen Xiao couldn't help but sigh. The world was so big that it became extremely difficult to find them.

“Just one step at a time. ”

Chen Xiao shook his head and stopped thinking.

Same night under.

In a desolate desert.

Pfft...

Within a short fragrance, a shadow breaks through time and space, converging from all sides towards the desert.

All along the way, they were silent, silent, like ghosts in the night, all gathered in front of a bare rock in the desert.

At this time, there was already a shadow disc knee sitting on the rock, he had a long bloody hair, red and bright, white skin like jade stone, a pair of eyes pouring bright divine glow, like a flame from the abyss of the Empire, taking soul.

He sat there randomly, and the whole man was like a long gun piercing the sky, surrounded by a gleaming atmosphere, like an emperor overlooking the heavens.

This man, Heron, is the first cold star soul in the realm of the gods of his great-grandfather! Ten thousand years ago, it had the title "Empire One".

“See you, Big Brother! ”

Those who dare to come from all sides to pay a full tribute.

“Nice, everybody's here. ”

The eyes of the cold star swept away the crowd. Thirty-nine, one not many, one not many.

“The next move, without further ado, is to proceed according to the previous plan, in a group of five, starting at night. ”

Cold star souls rose long, standing on rocks, clothes hunting, a long, bloody hair flying in the night breeze.

“Huh!”

In a neat and unified voice, the thirty-nine figures seemed tacit, in teams of five, together.

The only four left were standing silently behind Cold Star's soul.

For a while, these powerful ancestors from Taiko were divided into eight groups of five people each.

“Remember, the next day, when the night falls, you will gather with me and never act again without permission. ”

Cold Star's soul waved again, indicating that they could begin to act.

Pfft...

The next moment, those who were too strong in the Patriarchal Divine Realm dispersed again and flew in all directions, quickly disappearing into the dark.

“Divine Mountain, Woman's Palace... Oh, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to enter the second argument...”

Cold Star's soul touched his chin, smiled softly, and turned to the four of us, "Go, we should go too. ”

Daoding World, an ancient woodland of lush primitive.

A loud soothing whistle sounded in the night, like a breeze singing, calming the mind.

A man with long hair, ponytail, warm face, refreshing and exfoliating temperament, lazily leaning against an ancient branch, soft as a silver moon through the leaves, sprinkling on him, adding a distant and holy taste.

This man is the great disciple of the Imperial Palace, Dong Wang Xuan!

At this moment, he leaned on the ancient tree, played a bamboo leaf flute, the attitude was lazy, appeared to be very self-absorbed, did not even come to participate in the theoretical comparison.

Beneath the ancient trees, many shadows have already gathered. They are, of course, the 17 other disciples of the Imperial Palace of the Temple and the 36 black deacons of the Temple.

They stood still, and no one dared to express dissatisfaction with Donghuang Xuanxuan's near “irregular" behavior.

Until a long time later, the flute gradually subsided, until it disappeared, Donghuang Xuanxuan was satisfied to stretch a lazy waist, glanced under the tree and smiled gently: “Are you afraid of the impatience you have waited for? ”

As he spoke, he jumped from the tree and said: "Count the time, it's time to act, Chiba, you announce the action. ”

Candle Chiba nodded and sank his head: “Like Tai Gong's goal, the first thing we have to deal with is the Mountain of Divinity, and then it's the Woman's Palace. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Also, at the same time, don't forget to get the inscription Guding. ”

“Later, 54 of us will be divided into nine groups of six, each composed of a palm Indian disciple and five black deacons. ”

“Do you understand? ”

“Understood!”

Everyone promises.

Candlestick nodded his head and looked at the 36 black deacons. "Do you understand why our shrine sent 36 black deacons? ”

“Understood.”

The black deacons answered in silence.

“Remember, once the Indian disciples are in danger, all you have to do is stop them, not fight the enemy! ”

The candle thousand wings declared all this and looked to the East Emperor Xuanxuan.

“Then let's get started. ”

Donghuang Xuanxuan smiled and said, with his hands behind his back, he walked deep into the forest.

Seeing this, five black deacons stepped out and followed.

The candles were also divided into groups, sweeping in different directions, and soon none of these ancient primitive forests.

The world of Daoding, on a plain like nothing else.

“Boring, please, I'm not in the mood to act with you, so what's the fun? ”

The night shook his head and turned around.

Watching him leave, all the disciples in the courtyard were somewhat surprised. It was unclear what the night was thinking.

The only man to head the robe, the steady man is a little dull.

His name is Li Lufeng, he is the brother of the disciples of the ancestral divine realm of the Daoyuan, and the leader of the Daoyuan in this discourse. He was entrusted by the winning Emperor Qin to take full responsibility for the actions of the Daoyuan disciples in the Daoding world.

But now, instead of waiting for him to arrange everything, the night turns around and leaves, which undoubtedly amounts to brushing his face, making his heart a little uncomfortable.

“Brother Rain, where are you going? ”

Suddenly, a disciple called out.

Everyone glanced at him and immediately saw that Yu Jiuyue was walking silently towards the night in the distance.

“My goal, unlike yours, is to stay out of it. ”

Yu Jiu Yuetou did not return, and made a quiet noise.

In the water moonlight, his figure is quite drawn, his eyebrows are inky, his face is cold, and he is filled with a cold, bitter and compelling atmosphere.

“Brother Jiuyue, are you going to work with the night? ”

See, Li Lufeng's eyebrows are getting more wrinkled.

Yet Yu Jiuyue did not say a word, and the shadow gradually disappeared into the night.

This made Li Lu Feng's face completely sink and his heart was so angry, these two guys, too ignorant!

“Brother Lee, what do we do now? ”

Someone couldn't help but ask.

“Naturally, we are acting in accordance with our previous agreement. ”

Li Lufeng did not falsely think, spinning, he couldn't help but smile, humming, "This argument is extraordinary, not working together, but it is a little unwise. ”

Everyone was stunned and misty.

But Li Lufeng did not explain it any more, "From tonight on, we will act together. Remember, we have only one goal, get the inscription Gouding, nothing else can interfere! ”

Everything that happened this evening was clearly seen in the eyes of the people in the Palace of the Restoration, and even though they could not hear the conversations, they largely implicitly judged something.

For a moment, Huaikou's eyebrows were tight.

Takashi Lev and Akamatsuko of the shrine whispered and spoke with laughter, which seemed completely unaware of.

Rarely silenced, but remembered what the Big Brother Witch Xuezen called "variables” when he left the mountain of the Divine Spirit.

Yu Zheng was drinking, one cup after the other. The temperature in his eyes became increasingly indifferent and cold.

“Something's wrong! ”

“The show seems to be about to start. ”

“Taipei, the shrine, and the Taoist court have all started to take action. Only the goddess Yamayama and the lady's palace are not aware of this. Their disciples seem to be in a bad situation. ”

Not only is it the Grand Hall of Restoration, but even the monks sitting on the auditorium of the Miraculous Dojo are acutely aware that the situation in the world of Daoding is quietly changing, the dark currents are pouring, the wind and rain are coming!

“Looks like this time, Kamiyama and the Lady's Palace are going to suffer a huge loss. ”

“How did this happen? Things can be a little strange. ”

“This situation is inevitable, and for now it depends on how the disciples of the Divine Mountain and the Lady Palace will defuse this impending storm. ”

“The war is coming! ”

This change is too obvious to be perceived as long as it is not blind.

For a while, all the monks in the whole of the Ten Fang Shrines stared at the "god curtains” in the heavens and realized that from tonight on, the situation in the Daoding world would change dramatically!