Chapter 295: For the emperor, when the world is a close enemy, you can understand

Towering as a mountain.
　　
　　 seems to be able to swallow the Nantian Gate in the world.
　　
　　 Except for the clouds and mist, which spread everywhere, there is nothing to be seen, except for white, only white, as if being in a quiet universe.
　　
　　 is full of boring atmosphere.
　　
　　 In the air.
　　
　　 is even more chilly, ordinary people, stay here for a second, I am afraid the next moment, they will become a hard ice lolly.
　　
　　 Even a monk.
　　
　　 may not be able to withstand the cold inside, it is completely aimed at the state of mind, and every moment, it is torturing people's willpower.
　　
　　 and in the depths.
　　
　　 A white coat with his hands on his back, like an immortal sky, calm, deep eyes, has been quietly looking forward, and there has never been a slight sway in the line of sight.
　　
　　 in front of this white robe.
　　
　　 is a girl who sits cross-legs in the air with her eyes closed, wearing a purple dress, with willow leaves like eyes, thin lips like jade, long hair draped over her shoulders, and a slightly cold face.
　　
　　 All around the girl.
　　
　　 was filled with a faint sacred aura, and then it turned into nothingness. The next moment, the breath of incomparable vicissitudes of time suddenly radiated and filled the whole body.
　　
　　 is like wading a long river of time.
　　
　　 The face of a girl.
　　
　　 From the appearance of a sixteen-year-old girl, she soon became a tall girl with a cold face and a purple skirt, all with a little tolerant body, and a little bit of foreign body on her chest was exposed.
　　
　　 But even so.
　　
　　 The white robe in front of her, her eyes never blinked, it was still so calm.
　　
next moment.
　　
　　 The look of the cold girl in front of her changed again, her hair was all white, and her face was full of wrinkles, but in an instant, she returned to her original appearance.
　　
　　 For Chu Lingxiao.
　　
　　 If he wants a person to become the strongest among the monks in an instant, it's just something he can do casually.
　　
　　 Even if it is a mortal who has no cultivation, he can make the other party become an emperor of any level.
　　
　　 But do it.
　　
　　 is never able to become the king of the same rank.
　　
　　 Except for Ruchen Jiannan.
　　
　　 There is already a cosmic arrogant, talented monk, otherwise, forcibly upgrading the opponent's realm will only serve as a result of uprooting the seedlings. For the entire universe, then you really don't need to think about it.
　　
　　 Five years.
　　
　　 An Qianmeng, has really faded from childishness.
　　
Although 　　 is only sixteen years old, her cold face has already given her the beginning of beauty, and most importantly, she has a trace of noble temperament, which belongs to the sacred aura of the godless.
　　
　　Chu Lingxiao carried his hands on his back, as always, his eyes were quiet and calm, his breath was like still water, profound and lonely, as if he was standing in front of An Qianmeng for five years.
　　
　　The reason why he chose An Qianmeng.
　　
　　 is the new Lord of Heavenly Court, one of the main reasons is that An Qianmeng is the last Lord of Heavenly Court, Haotian, who was transformed by a drop of blood before she died, from another aspect.
　　
　　安浅萌.
　　
　　 is Haotian alive!
　　
　　Empty and silence.
　　
　　 Deep in the cold Nantian Gate.
　　
　　 suddenly.
　　
　　 on and off.
　　
　　 There was a vibrato.
　　
　　 "Lord...Master, I...I'm cold."
　　
　　 I saw Long Bingyao, wearing a Tsing Yi, sitting cross-legged behind Chu Lingxiao.
　　
　　 But since she is not like An Qianmeng, who is being self-proclaimed by Chu Lingxiao for cultivating, she can't feel the extremely cold breath here at all.
　　
　　 But Long Bingyao is also here for five years, until today, she finally can't support it anymore.
　　
　　 Jiao body kept shaking.
　　
　　 That pretty face is no longer bloodless, his eyes are weak, his head is full of grievances, and he looks at Chu Lingxiao with his back to him.
　　
　　 She overestimated herself a little bit.
　　
　　 I thought that in five years, his own cultivation base has also been greatly improved, and he directly stepped into the peak of the ancient king realm, stepped on the heavenly emperor method, and also cultivated to the fifth level, even more vaguely felt a hint of the emperor realm.
　　
　　 But I didn't expect it.
　　
　　 A monk who reached her level, even the cold here could only withstand the cold for five years, and he could no longer stand it.
　　
　　 "Lord...Master..."
　　
　　 Long Bingyao opened her mouth and wanted Chu Lingxiao to drive her away from the cold, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Chu Lingxiao's faint voice.
　　
　　 "If you can't hold on, you should go out first."
　　
　　 But after Long Bingyao listened.
　　
　　 was even more wronged.
　　
　　 There was a trace of tears in her beautiful eyes.
　　
　　 "Lord...Master, I obviously want to be with you..."
　　
　　 She felt that Chu Lingxiao was saying that she was useless. She couldn't help but sat up cross-legged again like a puff, working hard, using all the magic power in her body, and continuing to resist the cold.
　　
　　 But.
　　
　　 A few seconds have passed.
　　
　　 feels cold deep into the bone marrow, the remaining mana in his body is simply not enough to resist the continuous cold.
　　
　　 But looking at Chu Lingxiao, who still turned her back to herself and didn't seem to care at all, Long Bingyao felt a little bit more uncomfortable, and the grievances in her heart quickly couldn't help but cry completely.
　　
　　 is the next moment.
　　
　　 Only feel the body.
　　
　　 There was a burst of warmth that she had never felt before, and it slowly flowed into every corner of her body, making her almost couldn't help opening her mouth and moaning.
　　
　　 "From now on, you don't need to practice the Treading Heaven Divine Law. This is your cosmic dragon ancestral method. You will practice this in the future."
　　
　　 Faint voice.
　　
　　 The moment that echoed in Long Bingyao's ears, suddenly there appeared in her mind a cultivating method that was more than a hundred times stronger than the Emperor Tatian.
　　
　　 But now Long Bingyao.
　　
　　 Those beautiful eyes that looked at Chu Lingxiao were even more silly.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 the whole eastern land.
　　
　　 Since five years ago, he announced the new Lord of Heaven, who was succeeded by An Qianmeng, who was only eleven years old.
　　
　　 Talk about An Qianmeng.
　　
　　 never stopped.
　　
　　 Even today, the young monks are getting stronger and stronger and more blue at the time point, and the comments are more ironic.
　　
　　 is not only the world below.
　　
　　 In the hearts of the heavenly court immortals, there is also quite a criticism.
　　
　　 But no one dare to say.
　　
　　 Because behind An Qianmeng, there is Chu Lingxiao standing...
　　
　　 can be at this moment.
　　
　　 Nantian Gate, which had been silent for five years, suddenly heard a faint word from it. Suddenly, like a huge gust of wind, it suddenly swept down.
　　
　　 The sound is light.
　　
　　 is small.
　　
　　 But it is more vibrating than any drum in the world.
　　
　　 In an instant.
　　
　　 This voice echoed over the entire sky, and the shocked discussions disappeared without a trace.
　　
　　 "For the emperor, when you are all enemies in the world, you understand?"
　　
　　 mumble!
　　
this moment.
　　
Countless people’s shocked hair all stood up, and they swallowed one after another, because they all knew who the owner of this voice was, and those who were still talking about it, they covered their mouths in fright, and their faces were full of horror. , For fear of being uneasy about being heard.
　　
this moment.
　　
　　 There was silence on the ground.
　　
　　 Everyone stared straight, looking at the direction of Nantianmen, they didn't dare to make a sound.
　　
　　 No one thought of it.
　　
　　 After five years of silence, there will be a sudden movement today!
　　
　　 "For the emperor, when you are all enemies in the world, can you understand?"
　　
　　 is still the same sentence.
　　
　　 However, the world below, and even all the heavenly immortals, trembled slightly, like a heart, and when they mentioned their throat, they all looked at the Nantian Gate blankly.
　　
　　 And in the south of China, Feng Jiuxiao in the manor.
　　
　　 is looking at the direction of Nantianmen.
　　
　　 Beautiful eyes.
　　
　　 was slightly blurred, as if these words suddenly evoked some memories of her.
　　
　　 Three hundred thousand years ago.
　　
　　 above the dazzling galaxy.
　　
　　 That white robe, with his hands on his back, asked her in this way in front of him.
　　
　　 "For the emperor, when you are all enemies in the world, can you understand?"
　　
this moment.
　　
　　 Two people ~EbookFREE.me~ Two completely different figures, two locations, but at this moment, they spoke at the same time.
　　
　　 is only two words.
　　
　　 "Understand."
　　
　　 But only to see.
　　
this moment.
　　
　　 Under countless trembling gazes, the towering Nantian Gate, the golden light of ten thousand meters emerged, and a trace of imperial prestige filled it.
　　
next moment.
　　
　　 After the faint voice fell, there was no more doubt about An Qianmeng in the whole East, only the fear and trembling from the heart.
　　
"From now on, you will no longer be called An Qianmeng. From now on, you have only one name, Empress An Hong!" Ps: Book friends, I am a little drunk, recommend a free novel App, support Download novels, listen to books, zero advertisements, and multiple reading modes. Please pay attention to the WeChat public account: dazhuzaiyuedu (long press for three seconds to copy), book friends, hurry up and pay attention!