"Taixu Gate!"

"Restore instinct?"

Wolong exclaimed almost for a moment: "But a thousand years ago, the only genius in Taixu Sect who could be as famous as his master had already died in battle, and her ability had long disappeared."

"Why did you see the goddess Taixu again at this time-"

"The ultimate trick of the Saint of Jiuhua?"

Wolong felt that his head was not enough: "Master, a thousand years ago, you were as famous as the Saint of Jiuhua. You were the most outstanding genius in the Ancestral God Realm. Did you start paving the way for Lingtian a thousand years ago?"

"What is Ling Tian's identity?"

"I'm worth your efforts?"

Wolong was already shocked and could not hide it. It was almost instant petrification on the spot. Just when Wolong exclaimed, inside the battle circle below, the strong men from Jinxiu Pavilion felt the change in their bodies: "What a strange feeling."

"What the hell is going on?"

"The exhausted power in my body has completely recovered, and there is even a tendency to break through the bottleneck?"

"No matter what, since the strength has recovered, we can only live up to the expectations of the Pavilion Master."

......

The beautiful heroes are fighting at this time, and the only thought in their hearts is-

Do whatever you want!

At the entrance of the Heavenly Temple, anyone who wanted to enter was delusionally, but only his life was to send Huangquan. Murong Die was even more surprised at this time: "What kind of power is the power that flashed just now?"

"Can it actually have such an effect?"

"Just sweep by force, I feel that my previous fatigue completely disappears?"

"horrible!"

As the eldest lady of Taiji Pavilion, Murong Die has seen a lot of things. Even in the Taiji Pavilion records, he can also imagine some things in the Ancestral God Realm.

But today!

Murong Die was really stunned. The continuous changes made Murong Die feel that her mind could not keep up, as if she was in control of her hands.

Or in other words, all your secrets are not secrets.

Or...

There is no secret.

When Guangjun saw Murong Die's expression was wrong: "Miss, is it true that my Taiji Pavilion really wants to do nothing in today's situation?"

"Uncle Guangjun, don't worry."

Murong Die never cared about the scene change in his heart: "Since the chessboard has begun, we can no longer decide what, let alone change what we can do if we can take action."

"Maybe......"

Murong Die shook his head: "Now my best choice for Tai Chi Pavilion is..."

"wait!"

As soon as Guangjun heard this, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Miss, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not."

"Ask!" Murong Die never refused, Guangjun put his hands behind his back: "Miss, I wonder where you arranged the Sky Sword?"

Sky Knife?

Murong Die chuckled: "Uncle Guangji, it seems that you have discovered it too. Whether you can reveal the true identity of the Emperor Lord today depends on Tiandao."

kindness?

Guangjun squinted his eyes and a layer of playful look on the corner of his mouth: "Miss, it seems that you have made your own arrangements."

Murong Die chuckled: "I hope everything goes well with my arrangement!"

The words just fell.

There was a sudden roar under the Heavenly Temple ahead. When the roar sounded, everything at the scene became even more roaring. As the dragon roared, Murong Die was even more shocked: "The Song of the White Dragon?"

“What the hell happened?”
Chapter completed!