Chapter 1089: Imperial city

"Qinnan donor, we are starting now." The statue began to flash golden light, and Chen Zilai woke up.
"Good!" Qin Nan nodded, and the of war left to run, and the ‘precision’ concentrated all.
"The cause and effect cycle, the world can't, the Buddha walks, and the world goes without borders."
Chen Zilai put his hands together and made a loud voice in his mouth. He was shocked by countless monks in the imperial city. Then he saw the shining Buddha light from the palm of his hand, like a flood, spreading the entire imperial city. .
"Ok?"
In the eyes of Qin Nan, ‘show’ had a stunned ‘color’.
Because he saw that all the monks in the entire imperial city were gone, every street, every building, every tree, every stone, there was a faint knives, far away. It is like a city of swords.
And the knives of Chen Fu, Bai Jia, Royal Palace, evil ghost prison, Li Buddha Temple, Xianglou and so on, presented a grayish black 'color', which is different, very dazzling and very strong.
"Qinnan donor, have you seen it?" Chen Zilai asked.
He can't see it. He just did it according to the method that the former generation said.
"Saw."
Qin Nan nodded, his eyes closed, and he remembered everything he had experienced in this imperial city.
In his heart, the vagueness that once existed was completely clear.
His hands began to point out one finger and one finger, and each finger fell, and it was a place.

The streets are in dispute.


Xianglou has people to help.

"Chen Fu Da hit the hand."
"After the stone breaks in the pavilion."
"There is an anger in the prison."
"Goodbye Buddha Buddha."
When he finally fell.
A shocking scene appeared, the knife in the entire imperial city, toward an ancient street, incense building, Chenfu and other places, crazy gathering, until the end, the old street, the incense building, Chen In the 'Gate' of the Fu Da, the inside of the Bai Xuan Ge, the evil ghosts, and the Temple of the Buddha, all the swords are turned into a Changhong, rising from the sky.
As if in the midst of it, there is a shadow of the ancient world, holding the infinite sword, turning it into a big pen, a pen falling down, pointing on it, and finally forming a looming big character.
shortage!
Only in this scene, all the monks in the imperial city did not see it. They only saw Qin Nan standing on the shoulder of Chen Zilai, and the statue shone with golden light.
"Haha, that's right."
Qin Nan made a big laugh.
All the things he experienced in this imperial city represent a meaning and are all honed arrangements.
After he has fully realized the sentiments of these strange places, he can mobilize the whole city, and finally come to the sentiment, ‘exciting’ to issue this ridiculous word.
Only Chen did not regret it, which reduced him a step and speeded up.
"It's very powerful. The overall situation is just the beginning of the tempering. The supernatural power of the predecessors is beyond my imagination..." Chen Zilai couldn't help but marvel.
He can naturally see the wild words, and it can be seen that this ridiculous word is just a ‘door’.
It will take the ridiculous knives and all of them to absorb the real feelings.
Can you understand it, it is still unknown.
"This time thanks to you, if you don't want to talk about it, I am going to retreat." Qin Nan said with a fist.
"Very good." Chen Zilai nodded.
Qin Nan took a deep breath and read all the thoughts into the vague ancient characters in his own eyebrows.
The words in his eyebrows must also be ridiculous.
Only through this ridiculous word can the ruthlessness of the city be thoroughly absorbed.
However, at this time, the change suddenly occurred.
On the mouth of Qinnan's chest, four dragon shadows appeared, and they began to entangle each other. The center of the dragon shadow has a number and is constantly changing.
"Ok?"
Both Qin Nan and Chen Zilai are a glimpse.
The ranking of the emperor has changed at this time?
Not only that, but Qin Nan also noticed that the special token of the shadow building in the middle of the ring, began to flash a fierce brilliance.
Obviously there is news, coming from the shadow studio.
It is a big event to be able to let the photo studio send the news.
Chen Zilai suddenly knew what it was, and the face 'color' was rare.
"What? The emperor's battle for the gods opened is over? Thirteen geniuses carry the emperor's life?"
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