Vol 3 Chapter 2476: Who is the chess piece?

The seven secret palace keys are connected end to end like a bird.
On the back of the blood, Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun are four people, and they are far-sighted.
Xiao Chen’s heart sinks, and the seven keys are wrapped into a circle, which is dazzling, but it is dark in the circle.
Significant contrast with the light of the key.
The dark aperture, the black is heart-rending, and the faintness sometimes fluctuates.
Looking at people outside, the foreground of the eye is like a total solar eclipse. Except for a little surprise, I can't see other mysteries and I can't get more information.
The nearby warrior is either Dacheng Emperor or the arrogant leader like Xiao Chen.
Both can sense the time and space fluctuations in the black hole, the brows are wrinkled, and the look is dignified.
Time and space Avenue, divided into two.
One is the way of time, and the other is the space avenue. The latter is okay, there is no shortage of masters in the deep space of the emperor, or the forbidden treasure and secret technique related to the space avenue.
For example, Xiao Chen, his wrath of the sky, has a deep involvement in the space avenue.
The five elements of the gods and the palms of the heart, the evolution of a simplified version of the small world, is the display of the space.
Another example is Dao Xuan, who masters the ten cold ice fields and can directly derive the super strong people in the small world.
The former...
The way of time, that is a road of despair, you can master the fur, you can walk the world.
Even in the peak era of the martial arts era, no one has mastered the path of time, not to mention the martial arts era.
Xiao Chen’s reincarnation of the mood is a little touched, but it is far from the time.
The fading volatility is easy to connect with the wing of time and space.
At the same time, the third round of the battle between the old and the old in the Yanhuang ancient tree, the result gradually became clear.
Wang Yu, the emperor of the Nine Emperors, and Wang Yun, the four emperors, are leading a lot of other emperors.
If there is no accident, it is the two people who will be on the ruins of the Emperor and decide the outcome.
Only now, there are not many people who are concerned about the final victory of this princely battle.
In the palace, all the princes and family members of the squad have noticed the black holes that radiate time and space.
The look was horrified, only feeling short of breath, not afraid to speak.
Too much shock, the floating fairy palace actually turned out.
The world's strongest soul device is the wing of time and space, just inside, on the occasion of this era change.
The importance of the wing of time and space is self-evident, maybe...
Perhaps who has mastered the wing of time and space, at this juncture of the era, has mastered the absolute initiative.
Even to say absolutely, whoever masters the wings of time and space, who is the owner of the next era!
I can’t help but feel embarrassed when I read this.
When it comes to the era of change, I am afraid that the situation is beyond the control of Taimiao Ancestral Temple.
In the past, the prophecy about the Zhuxian Palace has never been paid attention to, and only the younger generation is explored.
But once the fairy palace is really born, you can imagine that any virtual will not be able to sit still.
You don't have to guess, you can be sure.
At this moment, it must have been alarmed by the false gods. At that time, it may be that this imperial city may become a virtual battlefield.
Now think about it, look at the people in the field, whether it is Xiao Chen, or Yan Cangming and Chu Chaoyun, etc., relying on super power behind.
At the top of Lingbi Mountain, there are three people standing at the foot of the huge Buddha statue.
The virtual leaf abbot is in the middle, the sword Su Hanshan and the spring snow knife are the emperor, standing on the left and right.
The three men looked at the mountain, and even the Pan Emperor, who had always been a supernatural, was quite dignified.
"The fairy palace is really born!"
The false leaf abbot put his hands together, sighed, and the words were inexplicably heavy.
Su Hanshan holds a sword, and across the infinite distance, he seems to be able to see every move in the ancient tomb of Yanhuang, and no details have been missed.
"Who do you think is his pawn?"
Pan Huang smiled and said: "Who are you talking about?"
Su Hanshan's brows are slightly wrinkled, and the murderous murmur is somewhat incomprehensible. Shen Sheng said: "Let me pretend to be a model, do you know who I am talking about?"
"Haha, okay, don't make trouble with you. You dare not say his name, but I don't have any scruples. You want to ask those who have the secret key, who is the chess piece of the sacred god?"
In the face of the killing of the sword god, the Emperor did not take it for granted, smiled and said: "The genius of the five super-powers is possible, maybe Qin Ming, maybe Wen Yu, maybe Chu Chaoyun... ..."
"I can't be Xiao Chen anyway, right?"
Su Hanshan interrupted his words and said softly.
"Correct."
Pan Huang's face gradually became serious, Shen Shen said: "As for who is most likely, naturally Qin Ming, you and I know. The golden dragon emperor is a dog he personally raised, not to say, at least loyal, 嘿嘿""
The false leaf abbot stood between the two men and felt pressured.
There are no taboos in this way. To talk about the lord of today, there are only two people.
Although the martial arts era, the building will be tilted, but no matter how he is deterred a whole era of horror.
If you don't talk about the Lord, you can see the current situation.
The strong who can only be sensed by the virtual gods are coming from the Quartet, and the strong atmosphere is scattered in the Yanwu Dynasty.
Eyes are staring at the city of Emperor Yan, and look at it.
There are some horrible old monsters, and the two gods of the devil are quietly landing.
Su Hanshan and Pan Huang, but they talked and laughed, and did not care about the advent of these virtual gods.
The virtual leaf retracted his gaze and sighed softly: "The birth of the immortal palace, the change of the era, the enemies of the enemy, life and death are difficult to say. The two donors, but so calm, old-fashioned students admire."
"I am both igniting the fire, destined to cut the cause and effect of the martial arts era, regardless of the outcome, today should be the last shot."
If the last words before death, let others be shocked, then Su Hanshan said lightly.
There is no half-hearted mourning and pity in his eyes. Instead, he has crazy and almost paranoid fanaticism, which is the attachment to the kendo.
Life and death are in his eyes, far from the importance of kendo.
Pan Huangwei smiled and said: "You have a fire in the backyard. You should be more anxious than me. Is it solved?"
The virtual leaf heard this, his face changed abruptly, and the matter of the Emperor’s words, referring to the nature is the true appearance of the king and the emperor.
After a pause, it seems to be somewhat helpless: "The virtual cloud brother has already made a name for himself... but even if he succeeds in surrendering, he will not help, and the general trend has already been achieved."
Whether it is the Black Lotus or the Qinglian, and the current Buddhism orthodox, it is the positive and negative sides of the Kaye Buddha.
The Tibetan king is a completely different concept.
Once it gains momentum, the golden body of the Kaye Buddha, which stands on the top of the mountain, will fall apart in an instant.
Compared with the black lotus, the consequences are even more serious.
The various princes and family members in the palace have been restless and unnatural.
Can guess that there will be a terrible battle.
A group of peerless powers that they can't understand at all will definitely fight for the wings of time and space.
The profound Yanwu Dynasty in this group of strong people, like a stormy boat, can not determine their own destiny.
Or, the group of old people of the Yanwu Dynasty had already known and participated in it.
Just suffering them, I don't know how to be good.
Under the gaze of a group of vain gods, I dare not go if I want to go, and I am afraid to spread to myself.
Those who are high on the weekdays, or who dominate the party, or who are the best in the world, feel their own smallness in the face of the epoch.
In fact, they don't know.
Those imaginary gods that look terrible to horrible and powerful enough to be incomprehensible are equally involuntarily.
It is also a small boat that will be overturned at any time.
The inner guilt and anxiousness are not much smaller than those of them, and even more empathy.
You can say that the more you get, the more you are afraid of losing.
But more accurately, the deeper the cause and effect, the harder it is to get out.