Vol 3 Chapter 3703: My grandson, come and visit! (on)

Lin Hai knew that Monkey King would come, but he wasn't too worried.
He didn't believe that, in this heavenly court, there would still be someone who would deny the monkey brother's face.
Simply, Lin Hai lay on the ground, humming a little song with Erlang's legs tilted.
"The flowers bloom and fall, the flowers bloom and fall, the years are long, the long river.
A myth is a wave; a myth is a teardrop; there is you in the gathering and me, and you and I are in a hurry, all passing by. "
Before he knew it, Lin Hai used the sing method of Yue Gong Xian Yin.
The singing is elegant and melodious, echoing over the palace of Yuanjun Doumu.
Dou Mu Yuanjun suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Lin Hai in surprise, and said suddenly.
"What song did you sing?"
"There is a feeling of intoxicating and intoxicating."
"I can't help but think of the long and barren years."
Lin Hai shook Erlang's legs, glanced at Doumu Yuanjun slantingly, and said lazily.
"Well, this song is called the legend of the gods."
"It was because of my feelings of the war of the gods."
"That battle was earth-shattering and shocking."
"How many immortals have fallen, how many heroes have died in battle."
"In the end, only the grace of God, the legend of God is left."
Lin Hai had deep eyes, sighed and sighed, shamelessly describing this later song as his own creation.
When Dou Mu Yuanjun heard this, he was lost in his senses, and he murmured all the thoughts he had.
"The battle of conferring gods, although weighing the calamity, is not tragic enough."
"Compared with Kaitian Volume Tribulation, it is not worth mentioning."
Lin Hai's eyes flashed upon hearing this, and he asked tentatively.
"Opening the sky and measuring the robbery, is it more tragic?"
Doumu Yuanjun's face suddenly changed, revealing a trace of fierceness, and said with hatred.
"More than tragic!"
"Pangu opened the sky, three thousand gods and demons, all dead, turned into three thousand avenues."
"Only three people managed to escape."
Although Lin Hai had heard the story of opening the world a long time ago, but now he said it in Doumu Yuanjun's mouth, he still had a violent heartbeat.
It was as if seeing the cruel picture of a sharp axe killing all three thousand gods and demons in the chaos.
"Dare to ask, who are the three?"
Lin Hai took a deep breath and asked.
"Tao Zu Hongjun, Demon Zu Luo Hu, Great Immortal Yang Mei!"
Dou Mu Yuanjun said coldly.
"Then, where are these three people now?"
Lin Hai continued to ask.
Huh! As soon as the voice fell, Dou Mu Yuanjun's sharp gaze fell on Lin Hai's face all of a sudden.
Then, gritted his teeth.
"Taozu Hongjun, recognized by the Dao of Heaven, became the head of the Seven Sages!"
"Why is he, why!!!"
boom! A monstrous hatred suddenly bloomed from Domo Yuanjun's body.
In the hall, it was as if a tsunami had happened, the wind was strong, the air was broken, and the ground was shaking and the mountains were shaking.
Lin Hai's pupils shrank and his color changed in amazement.
What a terrible breath, what a strong hatred! Of course, what shocked Lin Hai the most was that this Doumu Yuanjun was so bold that he dared to be disrespectful to Hongjun.
Isn't this too long to die?
"Do you think Hongjun is not worthy of being a holy?"
Lin Hai took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.
"Of course he is not worthy!"
Dou Mu Yuanjun screamed, with a sharp voice.
"In terms of cultivation, he is not as good as the demon ancestor Luo Hu."
"In terms of virtue, he is inferior to Great Immortal Yang Mei."
"Why, it's him who is sanctified!"
"Why!"
When Lin Hai saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up, his face sneered.
"It's in vain that you have a high level of cultivation, but you are so dull, you can't even see through such a simple truth."
"Why?
Ha ha ha! "