Chapter 1164, Tian Jun appeared
"Love St." Nangong sadness is indeed fierce and unparalleled. With the imposing manner, no magical power is used, and almost forced Fang Han to reach the desperate situation, showing the secret of thirty-three days to treasure.
If thirty-three days to the treasure appeared, the consequences are unimaginable, this secret leaked out, immediately the wind and cloud discoloration, the heavens are afraid to be shocked, and then in order to kill people, not to die or to die.
Just at this time.
Above the sky, 茫茫 茫茫 。 。.
It is an extremely strong will, a will with chaotic truth, coming to reach the body of the crystal **** in the body of Fang Han, promoting the operation of his kingdom of God.
Then the whole world was still.
The unparalleled momentum, which radiates from every inch of the skin of Fang Han, is the majesty of Tianjun. The most powerful will of the heavens. The will of the chaotic Heavenly King will come again.
Behind Fang Han, there is a tall, stalwart, so that the heavens and the earth are bowed.
This is the form of chaos.
The true body of the chaotic Heavenly King did not come down, but his will is enough to suppress most of the existence of the heavens. In the twinkling of an eye, the smell of the Southern Palace is disheartened.
Hey!
Nangong sad no longer dares to push the momentum of oppression.
Because he felt great danger.
Although he did not mobilize all the power, but now if you take another shot, it is to challenge the majesty of the chaotic Heavenly King. For this level of existence, provoking majesty is equal to finding death.
He no longer dared to act rashly, and his heart was shrouded in fear.
"Nangong is sad? Why do you want to see me?" Behind Fang Han, the tall, majestic body actually spoke.
This opening speaks, the heavens and the earth are oscillating with his frequency, all the laws are gone, and the rest is a blank. All the truths are derived from the will of the chaotic heavenly king, and collapse and disappear.
There is nothing in this world that cannot be done by Chaos.
"The king of heaven, dominating everything, the law of the law........ This realm........" Nangong sadly muttered, seems to be shocked by this realm: "Tianjun! Heavenly King!"
Chaos Tianjun's tall form, after saying a word, no longer speak, quietly waiting for Nangong sad answer. With the dignity of the chaotic Heavenly King, I will not say more.
Although it was silent, but Nangong’s sadness suddenly became a shock, and the whole body was shrouded in greater danger. He suddenly knew: “Tianjun is asking me, if I don’t answer it, then the next moment is destruction!”
"Tianjun is on the top, please be saddened by the Nanmeng of the Weimen." He bowed to the tall form after Fang Han, and he was humble and incomparably respectful. This is a respect for the strong. It is a glory to remain humble in the face of the supreme power.
Chaos Tianjun still does not speak, waiting for him to answer his own questions.
"Predecessors, but in the rumors, have left the chaotic heavenly king of heaven for a long time? One of the four heavenly kings of Heaven and the disaster, eternal, chaotic, and the same name?" Nangong sadly looked up, "I want to see the predecessors, I want to Explore the infinite avenues and worship the predecessors as teachers. I hope the seniors will accept them."
"Cultivation has reached the peak of the Holy Immortal, breaking through to the Immortal, which is a matter of time." Chaos Tianjun said: "It is no wonder that I know some of my things. Leave the heavens? Leave these two words well. You want to pursue nothing. On the avenue, I want to get the strongest power. To complete some things in your heart, your qualifications are genius, your cultivation is also pure, your wisdom, and insight into Zhoutian, but unfortunately yours Destiny, has not been favored. In this life, promotion to reach the immortal, known as the emperor is already the peak, there is no possibility of instinct. Promotion to the heavenly king, is forever despair. So you want to worship me as a teacher, breaking through the Tianjun Avenue? ”
"Predecessors, do I really not get the favor of fate?" Nangong sadly heard the words of chaotic Tianjun, his face pale, like a thousand years old: "No, I have always believed since the monastic practice, people will win the day. As long as The will is firm. There is no realm of cultivation. I will open my own destiny with both hands."
"Every monk thinks his own will and can overcome everything. This is a must-have quality for a big man. It is a pity that the fate of heaven and earth is not transferred by his own will." Chaos Tian Jun quietly said: "The past and the present Even a few epochs, the genius I have seen, there is no one trillion megabytes more than your will, and everyone believes that he is the only one in the heavens and the earth, but unfortunately all fall into the replacement of the epoch. In every chaotic era, a genius saint like you, even a lot of emperors, ants generally die, I see too much."
"Predecessors! Can there be a way to get rid of it?"
Nangong’s sad face is even paler: “I have closed up and repaired millions of Heavenly Years and learned mystery. Unfortunately, I have never been able to dominate my own destiny. I am not willing to be a royal! I have to do that to avoid the epoch. Heavenly King. King of Heaven."
"It's not impossible." Chaos Tianjun said: "Then follow him, his luck, can help you achieve this desire." Chaos Tianjun's eyes, watching the cold under the shelter.
"he?"
Nangong sadly refused to believe his own eyes: "Isn't he a **** set by his predecessors? All his cultivation is arranged by his predecessors. His destiny is in the hands of his predecessors, and his predecessors can't do it. Things, can he do it?"
"Chess?" Chaos Tianjun's tone has some faint farthing, as if passing through countless eras of change: "I am his guardian, waiting for his awakening. After he wakes up, he can swallow the heavens, Na Wanjie The heavens are all in one."
"What? Who is he?" Nangong sadly had some heartbeats. He felt that he was hearing a big secret. Generally, this secret is not necessarily a good thing.
The secret knows too much and will be ruined.
"Don't ask, don't say." Chaos Tianjun exudes a strong majesty, and the sad body of Nangong is almost on the ground: "Because there are some things, Tianjun will not know. Tianjun just looks farther, Flying over the long river of destiny, Tianjun can't see the true destiny. Even the king of the fairy can't grasp the true meaning of fate and get eternal life. He may never wake up, but this is a distant Hope. As long as you plant the seeds of hope, one day, it will take root and germinate."
"Predecessors, I know." Nangong sadness seems to understand the words of the chaotic Tianjun: "I heard that Eternal Heaven is also looking for genius with air transport, but like the predecessors..."
"He?" The voice of Chaos Tianjun was silent for a while before he said: "Yes, he is also looking for someone who can give him hope. Everyone has someone who gives his hope."
"People who give their hopes ...." Nangong sadness is meditation, suddenly the pressure is light, the heavens and the earth have returned to their original state, the atmosphere began to flow, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, the splendid, the smoke and the rain, everything is like a dream.
The will of the chaotic Tianjun disappeared, but the sadness of Nangong still can be felt. Above the high nine, there are a pair of eyes, watching themselves, guarding the wind in front of them.
This windy front is now a small ancestor, but it is incomparably mysterious. He can no longer afford the oppressed mind.
Who is the person who is to be guarded by chaos?
"Love, the South Palace is sad. You heard the confusion of Tianjun's words?" Fang Han suddenly opened his eyes and stared directly at the saint, not afraid at all, not afraid of the other's breath.
Just now, the will of the chaotic Tianjun came down, infiltrated into his body, and washed all his crystals and gods. He once again got a lot of insights, and the will of the chaotic Tianjun infiltrated into Zhou Tianyi, accepting Inferred, Fang Han learned more about the essence of chaos.
On that day, he swallowed up the chaotic fetus, but now he can recreate many fetuses.
Just now, the chaos of Tianjun and Nangong’s sad words, he also heard all the words, and the chaotic Tianjun did not hide him. However, these words also caused a lot of doubts in his heart.
"Who am I really? Is it really what a big man is reincarnation? But everything I have is from my own hands. Since the monasticism, I have never shown the spirit of the reincarnation of great people? If other people, It has long been a manifestation of all kinds of spirits. For example, the one truth, known as the night emperor, almost learned the night emperor's fist without a teacher, and I seem to have never learned anything from the teacher."
Fang Han once again used Zhou Tianyi to calculate his life, and he never let go of any details. Even in a small time, the thing that killed an ant in the secular was pushed several times.
But never figured out what a strange place, ordinary is not ordinary.
Fang Han once again calculated his past, that is, the last life, but it is empty, there is no previous life.
Shaking his head, he knew that he had something, but he couldn't figure it out. Although the realm of the ancestors is powerful, in the heavens, it is the general "noble". The status is there. If you want to participate in some big things, you will not be able to do it.
"Unexpectedly, you actually got the guardian of the chaotic Heavenly King." Nangong sadly looked at Fang Han, and did not see any clues: "But I will not offend a Heavenly King to offend you. From then on, the Nangong family's grudges and You write off it. The sad bow, the ruthless arrow will be given to you as a gift. I hope that the Nangong family can make a good relationship with you."
Suddenly the body moved, Nangong sadly drifted away: "When you are repaired and I am on an equal footing, I will definitely come to help you achieve great cause according to the chaos of Heaven. This altar is the most proud of my life. Give it to you."
Fang Han’s hand, the jar is still there.
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