The dark blue fragments were suspended in the sky, and circles of terrifying cold air swept across the world.

The huge fire caused by Mirazi was suppressed by violence, and blizzards were flying between heaven and earth, and countless surviving monks and the people were hysterical cheers from all directions.

‘The south sky is dead, peace is up’, the slogans soar into the sky, faintly shaking the red clouds in the sky, causing countless falling snowflakes to shake violently.

In the sky, the face of the Chixin Emperor's son was instantly distorted, and it was extremely difficult to see. But soon he squeezed out his smile and politely congratulated Gongsun Langlang for his victory, and then left with countless soldiers and generals from the Southern Heavenly Court.

When all the surrounding wildfires were extinguished, Chu Tian took back the fragment and flew towards Gongsun Langlang.

There were dozens of miles away from Gongsun Langlang. Chu Tian bowed to him and said loudly: "The Emperor's son, the Emperor's God Luo Buping, who has fulfilled his expectations, has already taken down the entire Wuliang Mountain for the Emperor's son."

Gongsun Langlang looked at Chu Tian with a blush on his face. He laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I deserve to be the talent I like. Well, I have prepared the reward for you. I thought it would take a thousand years to reward you at the shortest time, but I didn't expect you to give me such a surprise, okay, okay, okay!"

With a wave of his right hand, a jade pendant lingering in black air flew towards Chutian. Gongsun Langlang smiled and said, "This is the fundamental skill of my Western Heavenly Court, "The Great Dark Sutra", which elaborates on the power of darkness and the secrets of the great way of devouring, corruption, death, and nirvana derived from it."

Gongsun Langlang smiled and said, "Since I am from the Western Heavenly Court, I should practice the power of darkness. Your dead wood technique has derived the power of withering from the great way of wood. The power of withering is also similar to death and nirvana. Understanding this power of darkness should have twice the result with half the effort."

Chu Tian was stunned. Gongsun Langlang actually gave the fundamental skills of the Western Heavenly Court?

After taking the jade pendant with both hands, Chu Tian bowed to Gongsun Langlang solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your kindness in the emperor's son, I am grateful. I have deduced the great way of the wood and have not been able to survive for many years. With this "Great Dark Sutra", I will definitely comprehend it with all my strength, work hard to practice and strive to improve, so that I can better serve the emperor's son in the future."

Chu Tian spoke extremely sincerely. Gongsun Langlang was very satisfied with his attitude and nodded to him with a smile.

This war to unify the Wuliang Mountains was fought vigorously and won clean and profitably. Gongsun Langlang did not expect that Chu Tian had such a method to win this battle in such a short period of time.

A mere Infinite Mountain is nothing. If it weren't for the villains of the Nether Corner clan who were clamoring in front of the Emperor of the West, the Western Heaven wouldn't have put such efforts into doing this.

But Chu Tian won so cleanly and neatly, and Gongsun Langlang was extremely happy when he saw the Emperor Chixin retreating in a mess. Emperor Chixin was not a good character. If he could step on the other party so easily, Gongsun Langlang would not be very happy.

Not to mention the bet made by Gongsun Langlang and Xiqiaojun... Thinking of the bets made by Xiqiaojun and others, even though Gongsun Langlang was of noble origin, knowledgeable and experienced countless rare treasures on his hand, he still felt hot all over and his legs were a little trembling.

After all, they were VIPs from that place. Xi Qiaojun and others were much higher than Gongsun Langlang. The bets they brought out were a few good things, even the Emperor of Xitian would be jealous!

After praising Chu Tian a few words again, Gongsun Langlang was floating all over and regarded Chu Tian as his most capable general.

A flash of inspiration in his mind, Gongsun Langlang remembered the faint screams of these VIPs when Chu Tian took out the fragment just now. He blinked his eyes and waved to Chu Tian: "Luo Buping, come, come and serve me. There are VIPs from the Supreme Heaven here, so be careful."

Chu Tian put away the jade pendant, bowed solemnly to Gongsun Langlang, and slowly walked into the palace on Gongsun Langlang's flowing clouds in a cloud light.

Xiqiaojun, Leng Yuejun, Xuan Huanjun and his group looked at Chu Tian at the same time. There was no enthusiasm or malice in their eyes, just like a person walking on the avenue and accidentally saw a weed on the roadside, without any emotion.

In their hearts, Chu Tian is a weed on the roadside, which is not worth their attention at all, nor is it worth their efforts.

After looking at Chu Tian, ​​the group looked at each other. Xuan Huanjun stood up, walked to the entrance of the pavilion, stood on the steps, and stretched out his hand to Chu Tian from a high place: "Luo Buping, take out the fragment of the ancient treasure you just now and let me see."

Gongsun Langlang quickly glanced at Chu Tian, ​​and he said in a deep voice: "Luo Buping, this is Xuan Huanjun, you can take your fragment quickly."

Chu Tian was stunned. These ancient treasure fragments were treasured by Mr. Rat. If Mr. Rat said that, Mr. Rat...

Mr. Mouse moved in Chu Tian's sleeve and quickly scratched Chu Tian's wrist with his tip of his tail. Mr. Mouse himself forgot when he got it from where he had been hidden in the corner of his belly for many years. So what if he showed it to them?

Chu Tian nodded, took out the fragment, stepped forward two steps, and handed it to Xuan Huanjun.

Xuan Huanjun ummed out loud, grabbed the pieces, turned around and came to the pavilion, and placed the pieces on the long table in the pavilion.

Xi Qiaojun waved his sleeves, and the various plates and wine pots and cups on the Chang'an table flew far away. The Chang'an table was swept clean, leaving behind this piece of cold air rising in the middle of the Chang'an table.

In addition to Gongsun Langlang, he came over curiously, stretched his neck and widened his eyes to look at the fragments.

Among the dark blue fragments, countless snowflake-like patterns flashed rapidly, and cold air rose, and countless fine runes appeared and loomed in the cold air.

"It seems, yes." After a long time, Leng Yuejun said quietly: "It's true, even that thing has broken... The battle back then was really..."

Xiqiao Jun was fascinated by his leisurely years. He whispered: "If there were no such battle back then, there would be no such world today, nor the situation today. Tsk tsk, it is a huge crowd, now there are three-way tripods, and the powerful powers that shocked the Eight Desolates will disappear like this... Can break that thing into this... If I were born in that year, I am afraid... I am afraid..."

The crowd shook their heads gently and exclaimed. Gongsun Langlang and Chu Tian were confused when they heard it. They looked at each other quickly. Chu Tian smiled and lowered their heads respectfully. Gongsun Langlang had a stern face and looked like he had already understood.

Gongsun Langlang actually didn't understand what these VIPs were saying, but he couldn't say he didn't understand. In front of Chu Tian, ​​he couldn't lose points!
Chapter completed!