Chapter 1233: Ninety-Nine Heavenless Ancestor

Chapter 1233 Ninety-nine Heavenless Ancestor
The old eyes of Emperor Baimei opened in shock on the spot.
"You... why do you still have?"
"So, help or not help."
In front of Emperor Baimei, Gong Siyu shook the sand of time filled with a small sachet in his hand, and lured.
"Help! But before I speak, I will never return to the God Realm. I can only find an old friend to take you up!"
Emperor Baimei's magical powers were vast, and it surpassed the imagination of Lingyu and Gong Siyu.
He Moyo left the VIP reception room of the No. 44 grocery store for more than half an hour, and returned to the reception room with a small, skinny and skinny "mysterious man" covered by a cloak.
When Lingyu saw the little "mysterious man" walking in behind Emperor Baimei, he was slightly surprised that a strong spirit of the gods lingered on this little man's body. Is he a race?
"Aweng, it's the two of them. Take the God Realm with you. After you come back, the old rules are. You can pick and take away the baby from my grocery store at will."
"Easy to say...Easy to say..."
The voice was hoarse like matte paper, and it sounded gloomy.
The "mysterious man" also didn't look at Gong Siyu and Lingyu, so he lowered his head, his entire face covered by his hood, looking at his toes.
Lingkui felt that the dwarf was very familiar, so he stood up and walked towards him.
The height of this dwarf was only about her waist, and Lingyu directly reached out and lifted the hood on the little dwarf's head.
The big pointed ears and the face of a fox look like an old fox with wide ears with wrinkled skin, with a sparse beard and a shameless appearance.
Seeing this short old man, Lingki sneered, "Who am I? It turns out to be the thief Ob Urn."
At first sight, the little old man heard someone calling him by his name, and the voice was so familiar. He raised his head and met Linggui's sight, and was shocked, "Linggui?"
"Isn't it me!" Lingsui smiled and touched the big ear of Pirate God.
"Oh, yes, you erased the imprint of the gods and the gods. Now you are not the of tricks, you can't go to the gods. No wonder this old man with white eyebrows called me all the way to help me, dare to take you back to God Realm, tell me if you are ill and do not do it properly. I haven’t had it these few days. I want to go back to the realm of God, but in the end I can’t go back and I have to trouble people."
"Kid, you know?"
Gong Siyu sat on the sofa gracefully, frowning slightly, listening to the noisy old man with wide ears talking there.
"Well, old acquaintance, he is the of thieves, the of thieves, Ob Urn, one of the gods of the dark faction, there is nothing in this world that he can't steal."
When the words were over, Lingyu thought to himself, as if something was wrong, he looked at Emperor Baimei suspiciously.
"Didn't you disappear long ago, leave the realm of the gods and hide in this ghost city to become your chief treasurer? How can you still have contact with this servant?"
One is the of thieves and the other is the of greed.
Hearing this, Emperor Baimei smiled: "Business dealings, it’s not about stealing business. I’m responsible for selling. We share the money. No one knows about this except you and your man. You can get it. Keep it secret!"
In this way, after Emperor Baimei found Obyu, the of thieves, and asked him to secretly bring Lingyu and Gongsiyu to the gods, they left the ghost market.
Gong Siyu asked Lingyu why he couldn't use Mingzhu to directly enter the upper ninety-nine layer.
Because the gods have enchantments.
This enchantment was set specifically for the underworld of the underworld.
Mingzhu can only go to the gate of the first heaven in the God Realm, but now Lingyu has no divine status, nor is it a member of the Protoss, the Tianmen guard will never let them in.
The underworld and the gods have been blind to each other since ancient times. Although they coexist peacefully on the bright side, they are actually full of secret fights.
"In fact, Emperor Qingwu was originally a god, but after he fell into the God Realm, he entered the Underworld, and the God Realm's Conferred God Heaven Tablet did not have his title, and he was excluded from the God Realm."
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As long as a member of the Protoss leads the way, then Lingyu and Gong Siyu can return to the God Realm again.
Under the guidance of Ob Urn, the three of them successfully passed through the heavens when the God Realm entered the dark night.
What Lingyu and Gong Siyu never expected was that their every move was under the supervision of a certain old man in black robe who was dying and decayed in heaven...
Ninety-nine heaven outside.
In the vast expanse of the galaxy dotted with dazzling stars, countless gorgeous star swirls slowly rotate in the dark blue sky and secluded galaxy, without end, without boundary, infinitely far away.
Just above the vast galaxy with the deep blue night as the background, a mysterious sphere of azure blue and most beautiful is spinning.
The surface of the sphere is covered with huge sea-blue plates, or deserted yellow plateaus, or large areas of emerald green forests. On this mysterious sphere, there are thousands of golden threads crisscrossed.
And below this huge sphere suspended in the galaxy.
The sacred palaces suspended in the galaxy like floating islands stand and float, magnificent.
There are a total of 14 palaces built on the floating island.
Among them, twelve fans are spread out, far apart.
There are also two, adjoining and opposing, above the twelve temples.
These two temples, one dark and mysterious, one bright and magnificent.
The dark and mysterious temple is now glowing with black mist, and there seems to be a sitting in it.
The scale of the temple is quite large. The entire temple is surrounded by two rows of 200 huge relief columns on three sides, each of which is 30 meters high. They support the top of the huge temple. The base platform of the temple is surrounded by hundreds of jade steps. Towering.
The huge black gate of the standing tall temple was hidden and guarded by no gods.
An ancient and mysterious chanting of Sanskrit can be faintly heard inside.
Inside the temple, the flat shinto paved with black spar, spotlessly clean, glowing dark.
In the main palace of the temple, on the left and right sides stand 30 black stone pillars in various poses, which are carved with strange reliefs of ancient expeditions. Behind the two rows of giant black stone pillars, there are sixteen hideous and terrifying faces standing in different poses. The giant idols are lifelike and lifelike, giving people a feeling of darkness, horror, mystery and fear.
At the end of the temple, on top of the hundred-level ladder, stood a more magnificent idol.
It was an old man sitting cross-legged on top of the black lotus, with the black Buddha light on his head, his eyes dark and unpredictable, lonely and distant, eternally vicissitudes of life, looking like a common people.
But this is just a statue of a god.
The deity of this idol is lying on the altar in front of the idol, eating tribute.
"Old ancestor, he two have reached the ninety-nine layer, brought by the of thieves."
A dangling giant ghost shadow floated in the air, and a ghost with a skeleton face was faintly visible, reporting to the old man with black beard on the altar.
"Bring me here."
"Yes!"
(End of this chapter)