Chapter 1489: From heaven to hell

After three days, the face was pale, and the leaves and some of the faint leaves of the morning wind left the cave house filled with sputum.
"Ye Chenfeng, this time spared you, and then carrying the aging mother and other women Qingqing me and me, the old lady let you climb out!" Cheeks ruddy, blurred eyes, lying on a soft animal skin, cold smoke The red lips are slightly upturned, revealing the smile of the winner.
Leaving Dongfu, it seems that Ye Chenfeng, who was hollowed out, simply adjusted for a while, found the Emperor for nine days, left him with Qiankun, and came to the Lingtan, which was covered with cracks and almost destroyed. The ancient sky-shadowing map, quietly and uninterrupted return to the emperor's nine-day cultivation of the Dongfu.
"Elder, follow our plan!" Ye Chenfeng said: "I am waiting for you here."
"Good!"
The emperor nodded for nine days. According to the plan negotiated with Ye Chenfeng, he found the Emperor of the Emperor, and told him that he would prepare to accept the emperor.
"What, the ancestor wants to accept me as a disciple!"
It is hard to figure out how to win the emperor's song of the emperor's position, and learn that the emperor will receive the news of his apprentice for nine days. The whole person is paralyzed, and then he is caught in ecstasy.
Relying on the big tree of the emperor for nine days, the position of the emperor will become the object of his sac. He can get the cultivation resources that he could not imagine by the emperor for nine days, and it will be a matter of nailing to the nirvana. .
"The Great Prince, you are ready, three days later, the first ancestor will officially accept you as a disciple, and the Emperor will also be the new day of the nine-day god, calling on the world!"
The national teacher wearing the unicorn robes looked at the emperor's song, which was difficult to hide. He complimented a few words and got up and left.
"God God, I really bless me."
The emperor’s song has a feeling of being stunned by the pie. The heart can’t be calm for a long time. I can’t believe that it’s true.
"The emperor's song, do you have this power?"
Sitting on the side of Jian Tianzi, looking at the emperor's song that can't suppress the excitement, hit him with no politeness.
"Tianzi, you have to know, the emperor is Chu Jun, waiting for me to rely on the master tree, step on the nirvana, have the opportunity to become the emperor of the nine-day god, and you are the queen of the nine-day country, Thanks to the admiration of millions of people, the nine-day God Kingdom will be ours."
The emperor’s song was stunned by surprise, and the illusion of beauty and beauty has begun.
"When you really have the strength to beat me, then I want to marry me!" Jian Tianzi poured a cold water on the emperor's song.
"I believe that this day will come soon!"
Looking at the exquisite face of Jian Tianzi, the slender figure, revealing a different temperament, the eyes of the Emperor Yangge’s eyes are hot, and I can’t wait to get his body immediately.
The Emperor’s nine days to collect the emperor’s songs as a disciple, as the wind spreads out, set off an uproar in the nine-day royalty. For a time, the emperor’s song became the focus of all people’s talks, and countless people envied him. luck.
The feeling of being highly eye-catching, let the emperor singer have a feeling of flying and flying to the sky.
At this time, deep inside, some of them are grateful to Ye Chenfeng. If it wasn’t for Ye Chenfeng’s public killing of Emperor Feiyang, he gave him a chance to be in a lifetime. He might have been pressured by Emperor Fei for the rest of his life. Can't turn over.
Three days later, Shanda’s apprenticeship ceremony began.
And on this day, the emperor’s songs are highly visible and admired by millions of people, and he has a feeling of exalted, and the ambition hidden deep in the heart expands to the limit.
After the Emperor’s nine-day reign of the Emperor’s songs, the Emperor’s knife was announced in public, and the Emperor’s song was the new son of the Nine Gods, directly pushing him to the peak of his life.
"Yangge, you have been following me for cultivation in the recent period. When you inherited my clothes, you will go out and practice." Emperor Jiu Tian gave the Emperor Yangge a top-grade holy treasure, solemnly said: "You have to remember that the flowers in the greenhouse can't withstand the wind and rain. Only when you experience the test of life and death can you really grow up."
"It’s a master, and you should remember the words of the master!
The emperor’s songs were kneeling and respectfully said.
"Knife, I will take the songs away." Emperor nine days looked at the heart excited, difficult to hide the joy of the emperor Yangge, slowly got up.
"Thank you for the ancestor!" The Emperor of the Emperor nodded and said with gratitude.
In his opinion, the emperor's song can follow the emperor for nine days. It is his blessing. Even he has some luck in admiring the emperor's song, but he does not know that the emperor who is regarded as a in his eyes is nine days. Real death.
"Go!"
After the ceremony, the Emperor did not stay for a long time, and returned to the cave house where he practiced with the Emperor Song.
"Hey!"
Just entered Dongfu, the emperor immediately opened the Dongfu ban and sealed the entire space.
"Master, what do I need to do?" asked the emperor's song.
"You don't need to do anything!"
Suddenly, a thick voice, like a thunderstorm in nine days, rang in the ear of the emperor.
The next moment, the eyes of the Emperor Yangge are getting bigger and bigger, and the bigger and bigger, the eyes seem to see ghosts, and they can't help but exclaim: "You, how are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?" Ye Chenfeng smiled and said: "You can worship the emperor as a teacher. You should thank me for it. Without me, will the emperor manage your waste?"
"Master, master, what is this all about?"
There was a lot of uneasiness in the heart of the Emperor Song, and there was a sweat on his forehead. He looked at the cold emperor for nine days, and his voice shook.
"If you have anything, you ask Ye Shao!"
The emperor nine days of indifference looked down from heaven to hell, the body of the inexplicable tremble of the emperor, without a trace of feelings.
"Ye, Ye Shao..." The soul of the emperor screamed and couldn't believe what he heard: "What happened in the end? Why did the master respect him so much?"
When the emperor’s song was in doubt, Ye Chenfeng appeared in front of him and reached out and grabbed his neck.
"Give me to die!"
Ye Chenfeng is close, and the imperial singer instinct burns a powerful blood force, summoning the top-grade sacred treasure that the emperor gave him nine days, flowing a terrible congenital pattern, and blasting to Ye Chenfeng.
"Hey!"
The top-grade Shengbao attacked, and Ye Chenfeng’s body flew a stream of light. He was just refining and smelting, and the sword wings that melted into the body flew out, and the horrible swordsmanship was fanned. Baodi flew out.
Next, Ye Chenfeng’s big hand, full of tens of kilograms, stuck his neck and hardly mentioned him from the ground in midair.
"No, don't kill me, Ye Shao, as long as you let me go, I can be a dog for you, you let me bite, I will bite!"
Touching Ye Chenfeng's eyes full of killing, breathing difficulties, the life of the emperor's song is fearful, struggling to beg.
"Reassured, you still have the value of use, I will not kill you!" Ye Chenfeng showed a cold smile, and with the power of the brain, forcibly searched the soul of the song.
The next moment, under the gaze of the Emperor Yangge’s horror, Ye Chenfeng’s appearance changed rapidly and changed into him.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Looking at the premise of Ye Chenfeng, the emperor’s songs are even more fearful, and the face is like a gray, cold from day to foot.
"Hey!"
Ye Chenfeng did not answer the words of the emperor's songs, and a slap in the face stunned him and took him into the territory of Qiankun.
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