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Chapter 35 Heavenly Court

The virtual realm, on the nine days, the depths of the clouds, in the highest place where all monks cannot peep. There are nine luxurious and distinguished palaces floating, and in the staggered high and low staggered, there are nine different fairy lights scattered from it.

Among them, the top of the nine palace is a heavenly court with thirty -three floors.

A middle -aged man who fluttered and faced with elegant face stood quietly at the head of the heavenly court. His eyebrows faintly revealed a rare noble spirit in the world.

Then, then

"Da Tianzun, Cangtian Master has already started."

Just when he looked down at the world's life, a person wearing a white robe and wrapped his face all over his body walked in, reporting to his respectful report.

"Oh, it seems that his seven of heaven seven have become, and it is hard for him to endure so long."

The voices of middle -aged people are extremely soft and vascinated, like silk, as if they come from the heavens outside the heavens, and it seems to sound in their hearts. It is constantly shocked in the sea of ​​people who came.

"Excuse me, what should we do?"

"I don't need to ignore him. Before we are born, let him go to stir the clear water."

After listening to the white robe, he nodded respectfully. The middle -aged people raised their hands, and a yellow book book had emerged in his palm.

"You send this" Yang Shenzhang "to Cangtian, and he should know what I mean."

"yes!"

The white robe people didn't say much. In the cave world that enjoys this principal -yellow book, it is necessary to retire.

"Wait, I heard that the emperor has appeared again?"

At this moment, the middle -aged man suddenly asked, making the white robe's person trembling. Although the Datianzun in front of him did not leave the heavens all year round, it was like a palm of the outside world, as if the whole world was born

It's his eyes and eyes.

"Yes, in yesterday. Monkey Dao's Monroe Sheng, Zong Qingru, Blood Dragon Siege on the earth, the three gods are forbidden to survive the pillar of the Three Realms on the Three Realms on the outer path.

Coming, power to turn the tide. "

The white robe people dare not conceal the slightest, bowed their heads to say what they knew in 151, and dare not add any views. He knows that this person in front of him has the most profound wisdom in the world. At a glance

You can understand all his thoughts.

"Oh. This is strange. If the deity is not remembered, I have already split the soul he hit by myself. How can a dead man appear alive again?"

After listening to this one that he has never heard of it, the body of the white robe is trembling. Although he knows that the main practice of the heaven in front of him is through the heavens, even if it is compared with the three people in the world.

Unexpectedly, in the silentness, the first soul of the outside world was scattered.

"Da Tianzun, do I need me to investigate?"

"Well. Go. If he confirms that he hasn't died yet, he must not say that the deity will work again and put him into hell again."

The meaning of the middle -aged people's indifferent words allowed the white robe to deeply lower their heads. Dare not to answer. Fortunately, at this time, a familiar gas machine came over and let him end this kind of speechlessness.

Torture.

"Qixu Daizun, Liu Junming begged."

"Let him in."

After the faint words, Liu Junming, who had black hair like ink and pupils that were slightly like stars, walked in. He, who had always been pretentious, lowered his arrogant head in front of the ordinary-looking Great Heavenly Lord in front of him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I want to leave heaven!"

The powerful words made the man in white robes couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Liu Junming with a solemn expression in disbelief.

"Do you want to die?"

The man in white robe did not say this in front of the Great Heavenly Lord, but his eyes clearly revealed this meaning to Liu Junming.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

A faint sentence came from a middle-aged man, but it made the two real people present reveal an unspeakable fear. Unknowingly, the originally clear blue sky was already covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning condensed.

It rolled into a ball of thunder, burning and raging across the sky.

Intangible but still substantial pressure came out from the middle-aged man's dull eyes, which made Liu Junming sweat profusely all over his body, and his strong Taoist heart was shattered in an instant.

"I want to go back to the Star Palace and take back everything that belongs to me."

Taking a deep breath, Liu Junming mustered up all his courage and spoke word by word to the ordinary middle-aged man in front of him, but who revealed boundless terror.

"Oh, tell me why you are so confident that you can take back the Star Palace and subdue the 'Ziwei Xingpan' by yourself."

The middle-aged man did not mention Hua Qingyu, and seemed to already know that the Lord of the Star Palace was now at the end of his power. As his words gradually became more urgent, a thunderstorm inevitably began to erupt in the sky, causing

The entire Nine Heavens began to tremble and tremble. It seemed that even "Heaven" could not withstand the anger of this Great Heavenly Lord.

"That boy Ji Boyi told me that Hua Qingyu's lifespan was exhausted and he only had a few days left to live. And he promised to help me return to the Star Palace."

Liu Junming knew that from the moment he came here, there was no room for retreat, so he could only muster up courage. He hoped that the person in front of him would be merciful and not restrict him to this heaven.

"oh……"

After a faint word, the middle-aged man fell silent. The dead-like atmosphere made Liu Junming and the man in white robes sweat on their foreheads. But at this moment, the originally earth-shattering thunderstorm suddenly erupted with an invisible warm wind.

Underneath, quietly stopped.

The sky is calm again and you can see everything at a glance!

"Just take care of yourself!"

This short sentence, to Liu Junming, was like a heavenly mantra. He breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Liu Junming will never forget the kindness of the Great Heavenly Lord. If you are asked to do something in the future, he will never refuse."

After finishing speaking, Liu Junming lowered his head and walked out of the highest place in the heaven with the man in white robe.

"Are you really leaving?"

"Yes, you also know that returning to the Star Palace is my lifelong wish."

After walking down to the highest level of the heaven, he felt that the ubiquitous pressure slowly dissipated, and Liu Junming lost a lot of scruples when talking to the man in white.

"It's a pity. You and I are the only ones who can talk to each other in the nine days. Once you leave, I will be alone and serve the Great Heavenly Lord again."

The man in white robe looked at Liu Junming's complacent look and couldn't help but sigh. Back then, he ignored the punishment of the Great Heavenly Lord and rescued Liu Junming from the Ziwei Xingpan sword with the "Huangji Jingshi Shu", which can be seen from the relationship between the two of them.

friendship.

"Tianji, your Yi Dao has reached its peak. You know all three postures and five numbers like the palm of your hand, and you can change your fate against the will of heaven with ease. I wonder if you can calculate the results of my trip."

When Liu Junming said one sentence, the man in white robe raised his head, looked deeply at his close friend in front of him, and finally shook his head without saying a word.

"Is that so? I understand."

Liu Junming himself is also a good master of Tianji numerology. Although he is not as proficient in practicing "Purple Micro Douluo" as Hua Qingyu, he is still top-notch. This time he wants to reverse his own destiny, and I am afraid there will be no obstacles and disasters.

It will be easier than escaping from the Star Palace last time.

"For the sake of giving me the 'Ziwei Dou Shu', I will give you a final message."

After thinking about it, the man in white robe still seemed unable to bear it, so he tried to waste a little of his life and revealed something.

"That boy named Ji Yiyi, if possible, it's best to kill him first."

"Oh, why?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Liu Junming's eyes, and he asked in confusion. The man in white robe refused to say anything at this time. To be able to do this was considered to be the most benevolent and righteous thing.

"Forget it, thanks to your kindness, I'm leaving."

Seeing Liu Junming leaving with his head held high, a sigh flashed in the white-robed man's eyes, then he shook his head and murmured in a low voice.

"I hope you kill that junior as soon as possible, otherwise, you will die in his hands in the future."

In sight, Liu Junming's figure had disappeared from the void, and he had obviously gone to summon his old troops to prepare for his return to the Star Palace.

"The nine days are not full yet, and now another one is leaving. Hey, I don't know when we will be able to truly..."

The man in white robe obviously knew the real inside story. When Liu Junming left, Jueluo was also looking at his back not far away, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Hmph, it's best to die."

It is said that the sky has nine levels, which are called the center, four directions and four corners!

The Heavenly Court is located in the center, forming exactly this pattern with the other eight palaces. The eternal desolate atmosphere circulates in the deepest part of the Heavenly Court, as if it had been accumulated from tens of millions of years ago or even longer, waiting for the day when the Nine Heavenly Palaces will be completed.

"Ji Game, I was just such a weak junior back then, but now I have grown to this point!"

At the top of the heaven, a middle-aged man with a long beard and an elegant face looked down at the people in the world. He seemed to have seen everything about Ji Boyi, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He thought of that chance encounter on Zuzhou that day. The man who could send his soul flying away just by blowing his breath at that time was now able to influence the general trend of Heaven.

"Even so, I still have enough time to wait, even if it is another thousand years..."

The faint words floated in the blue sky, and countless clouds and mist once again covered the clear sky. Eight palaces in the four corners guarded the thirty-third-story heaven in the center. It was like a real fairyland holy land, ethereal.

"Strange, strange, why do I have an ominous premonition in my heart again? Could it be that I have been too high-profile recently and have been noticed by others."

Ji Boyi withdrew from the deep trance. Several times of silent luck, he was ejected by a huge force, which made him deeply feel that something was wrong.

However, just when he was about to borrow the forbidden treasure to force his way into the river of destiny, a piece of news forced him to stop.
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