: 1688. The opportunity of the Taoist detachment

After listening to Yan Zhaoge’s words, Su Mingming said quietly:
Only time will give us the answer.

If someone has personally arranged it, it may be well documented.
But it is hard to prove whether it is informed and informed.
Only when I see the last minute, I may see some clues.
"Maybe, it doesn't take long." Yan Zhao song thoughtfully, looking into the distant starry sky.
After a long while, he regained his gaze and vomited a long breath: "Fortunately, we have no other gains this time."
He raised his hand and volleyed, and the black runes reappeared and flowed in the void.
Glittering flashes, the black nine secluded sea of ​​water, was redrawn.
On the side of Feng Yunyu spread the palm of his hand, the seawater is stored, and then look at the same with Suo Mingzhen.
Yan Zhao’s eyes flashed, and the roads changed into a magical dance. They rearranged the combination in the air and turned them into a subtle chapter. The whole group was gathered together, and it was like a huge array.
In the array of characters, nature reveals a mysterious and artistic conception. Yan Zhao’s songs look at the array and feel the change and whisper:
Slightly rushed.

"Although blocking the original demons to intervene, but the big sorcerer in the nine secluded can not help." Feng Yun swears: "The magic of the Emu is very fast, we have limited time."
"Well, yeah." Yan Zhaoge decapitated: "However, it also succeeded in verifying one thing. Because of the congenital birth, the brother of Nie as the incarnation of the demon of Geng Jin is not stable."
"Unfortunately, the opponent we really have to face now is not the devil of Gengjin, but the original demon."
Yan Zhaoge gently spit out a sigh of gas: "It still depends on the last moment, that is when everything sees the difference."
Don't say that people in the door may have their own plans, even if Yan Zhaoge can now gather all the power of the Taoist sects and kill the ninth secluded, then the opponents may not only be the nine secluded demons, but also the Buddhas and the Yaozu. And so many great powers.
I think that the nine secrets that have always been public enemies have now become the object of tacit care. Yan Zhaoge also feels impermanence, absurdity and truth are often separated by a line, and the position determines right or wrong.
"Oh, this game is very big." Yan Zhao song suddenly laughed.
"If it is really the Twelve Heavenly Gods, and the matter involves the original demon and the end of the demon, the situation is not the burning of the ancient Buddha and others can control." Su Mingming said slowly: "The ancient Buddha on the lamp they want to have In the harvest, there must be several Taoist ancestors to support."
His eyes swept over the cheeks of Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunxiao: "But, a few Taoist ancestors, are you really willing to see the new path born?"
The great power of the road, the game for the detachment, will only be more cruel and fierce than the position of the Da Luo competition.
If there is no special reason, one more powerful person at the same level will be more competitive, and for others, there will be less chance.
The first mover has great advantages, but he can't guarantee that he will succeed in the final step first. The latecomer may not have the possibility to come back later.
From a certain point of view, although the existing several great powers are in constant dispute and mutual opponents, they naturally reject the birth of a new Tao.
The paradox is that the great Luoqiang who are under their command must have their own demands and goals.
The core goal is of course to be on the road.
This conflict is inevitable. How to balance and overcome is an issue that must be considered.
"Give yourself a successor." Yan Zhao song looked at Su Mingming, nodded: "I am detached, and then let my men put this position."
There can only be one location, but the people who are really prepared are also limited.
The character of his own group can top this position, and he can continue to command the other people in the same way, so as not to be as violent as the original door.
Suo Ming’s dagger did not speak.
"So, the nine secluded games, not only the ancient Buddhas on the lights, they are vying for the opportunity to board the road, and even may be the super offline of several Taoist ancestors?" Feng Yun said.
"Not necessarily." Yan Zhao said: "It is just like this. For the Western Pure Land, Chenshan Xinghai and other forces, it is the best result."
Although the birth of the future Buddha and the Immortal Heavenly Respect, although there are reasons, but other Taoist ancestors apparently acquiesced, it may even be that they have their own thoughts and create the current situation.
But there is no doubt that if there is no reason, they will not sit on the same situation and continue to happen.
"I don't know what the chances of a few Taoist detachments are? Otherwise, it will be convenient to make judgments." Yan Zhaoge gently licked his temple.
Feng Yun said: "This is really not easy to guess."
After laughing, she whispered to herself: "Besides the nine secluded."
Yan Zhao said: "There are many clues about Jiuyou, but it is still not conclusive, and seeing them go to the 12th Heavenly Gods, and what to do."
"Let's go back first." Feng Yun said.
Yan Zhaoge and Su Mingming gently decapitated, the three turned and left, returning to the Yu Tian where the Tiantian.
There, I was waiting anxiously, accompanied by Panpan and Kita.
Although the look of the two looks calm, but Yan Zhaoge three appeared, their eyes are on the face of Yan Zhaoge and his party.
"The situation of Nie's brother is more complicated." Yan Zhaoge said.
Staying up late with the North and listening to the North, but the heart is slightly loose, giving birth to a few points of hope.
If it is really hopeless, Yan Zhaoge will not be such a wording.
Seeing their expressions, Yan Zhao’s heart sighed and said:
If Nie’s brothers will break into the magic road, it’s still too early to say, but even if it’s not like other enemies, the situation is extremely pessimistic.

After a little pause, he continued: "Things, involving the ancestors."
After listening to the night and the north, the face was slightly discolored.
The ancestors of the Tao, and the demon of the Da Luo level, the difference, they are clear.
However, both of them quickly stabilized their minds and their expressions returned to normal.
"Yan Shidi, Feng Shimei, the predecessors, have labored you to run." Staying up late, taking a deep breath, thanked Yan Zhaoge and others.
Then she stopped talking, just standing there quietly.
I used to walk away and have no focus. This moment is as calm as water, but I am extremely focused.
Yan Zhaoge observes her, although she can't see what she is thinking, but she can feel that the mood of staying up late is still stable, so she is relieved.
On the other side, the low voice of the north of the earthquake sounded slowly: "Life can't be forced, but there are things that are hopeless and hopeless. Try to do it."
"Unless, thanks to Zhao Ge, you have a heart, and you are shocked, now, not in despair."