Chapter 1203: Left spring autumn

Above the dragon!
Turning desolation on the terrace guards four imprisoned ancestors.
"Turn the desolation, I was wrong, please help me plead, I am crazy! I don't want to die, I'm finally an ancestor!" Hua Tianjun cried with a nose and tears.
Facial twitching turned desolate. Although it has long been seen that Emperor Huatian is strong and capable, and even this ancestor's position was only obtained by courting the ice, but I did not expect that after the imprisonment of Emperor Huatian, he would be so greedy for life and fear of death!
Jun Huatian was strong before, because he had a good backer, and there was a saint standing behind him, and his nostrils were upturned wherever he went.
But now it's different. Yan Chuan doesn't care about your background at all. That Zuo family behemoth, kill it if you say it? Just now, even at the expense of offending the saint, would you want to take yourself away?
"Turning desolation, I used to be wrong, please look at it for the sake of the same clan, please help me plead!" Hua Tianjun pleased.
Hua desolate frowned slightly, and looked at Hua Tianjun: "It is impossible for me to intercede with the holy king now. If you want to have the possibility of living, you'd better not say anything when you arrive in Daqin City! Your mouth is often bad!"
"Okay, I won't say it, from now on, I will shut up and not speak!" Hua Tianjun suddenly called.
Zuo Qing, who was also imprisoned on the side, said coldly: "Huh, the Patriarch will get the news soon, Dazhen? My Zuo family is here, don’t even want to live!
Turning desolation and smiling coldly: "Don't even think of living one? But you will never see it! If my Dazhen is destroyed, I will definitely kill you all before it is destroyed!"
"You! Turn desolation, you are a descendant of a saint! Are you helping outsiders to deal with saints?" Zuo Qing suddenly angrily rebuked.
"Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Hua Liang looked at Zuo Qing with a sarcastic smile.
Inside the Long Nian Hall.
"Thank you Saint King, the minister has caused great trouble to Dazhen this time!" Yin Hentian smiled bitterly.
"Trouble? Because of trouble, Dazhen can rise quickly! No problem, Dazhen's ministers, no one is afraid of trouble, but no trouble." Yan Chuan smiled.
"Xie Shengwang!" Yin Hentian said moved.
"Unfortunately, the copper coffin for the burial of the sky was placed in the square, but I don't know who took it away...!" Yin Hentian sighed again.
"Master Yin don't have to worry about it, it was made by the Saint King deliberately for someone!" Gui Guzi shook his head.
"Oh?" Yin Hentian was slightly startled.
"You go out first, look at those Zuo family ancestors, and see if you can ask anything!" Yan Chuan said.
"Yes!" Yin Hentian nodded.
Stepping, Yin Hentian walked out of the hall.
The gate of the hall was closed again, and only Yan Chuan and Guiguzi remained in the hall.
"Holy King, Lord Fusu, unexpectedly appeared here!" Gui Guzi smiled slightly.
"In the first life, we were in the Great Thousand World, dreaming of the Heavenly Mystic Dafa, and entered the Purple Heaven Palace, which is the place called the'Earth' after hearing what he said? The earth? A peculiar place where the vitality of the heavens and the earth is solidified and cannot be absorbed. To the extent of that, there are all mortals. I, as a single person, passed on my soul to all generations of the Ying clan, and all the kings of the Great Qin Dynasty. Although I cannot cultivate, I have gained a lot in that place!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath and said. .
"Yes, the minister also benefited a lot from there!" Gui Guzi nodded.
"The earth is also Hongjun’s dojo, Zixiao Palace. At that time, you found the road to the sky that Hongjun left on the earth. My son helped Su and brought a few people into it. The road was left by Hongjun. He started planning the weakest world a long time ago?" Yan Chuan took a deep breath.
"Unfortunately, Hongjun failed in the end! Transcendence failed in the end! Exterminated by fate!" Gui Guzi sighed slightly.
"Hahaha, no, you forgot one thing!" Yan Chuan shook his head.
"Oh?"
"How did Hongjun appear when he finally transcended back then?" Yan Chuan said with a condensed light in his eyes.
"Hongjun?" Guiguzi's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Back then, the Seven Sages of the Great Thousand Worlds defy the sky, and all of them perished. After the group of sages died and came back to life, they then staged another scene of the death of Taishang, Yuanshi, Zhunti, Jilu, and Hongjun. But at that time, Hongjun died. Jun was possessed and resurrected on the body of the Lord Tongtian. Why did Hongjun possess the body of Tongtian? What about Hongjun's body?" Yan Chuan said in a calm voice.
"Holy King, you mean...!" Gui Guzi said in surprise.
"I don’t know, there was a time when Hongjun was the number one person in the world, not only strength, but also calculations. This calculation of Hongjun is rare in the world. Remember to be in the sealed world. When, did we meet Wu Lu?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Ok?"
"Wu Lu, it should be a person on earth at that time. Yu Xi said that Wu Lu once opened my imperial mausoleum, Qin Shihuang Mausoleum? I got a'Tongtian Chapter' in it? I told you, can you give it back? Remember?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yes!" Gui Guzi nodded.
"My imperial mausoleum, sealed, is the road to the sky that Fusu came back to. Hongjun left a road leading to the weakest world, but there has never been any'Tongtian Chapter'." Yan Chuan said in a deep voice. .
"The holy king meant that he put it in before Hongjun died?" Gui Guzi said solemnly.
"The earth is also called Zixiao Palace. That's Hongjun's dojo. Even if he is not in his hands, he may be able to enter. This Tongtian brief, at least, created a great Zhou Tianyuan, created Wu Lu, and Hongjun died. Now I am not sure, but at least it is certain that Wu Lu must have a connection with Hongjun!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yes, although this world seems to be weak and windy, the undercurrent is raging!" Gui Guzi nodded.
"No matter how many undercurrents are, they must be lifted!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Ok!"
Zuntiandian square.
The children of the Hua family looked at Long Yan with ugly faces.
"Great Ancestor, what should I do now?" Several Hua family children suddenly said anxiously.
Even the ice can't stop Yan Chuan, what should I do now?
"Wait for the ancestors to come back!" Huabing could only lament.
High in the sky, the children of the Dugu family looked at each other, and no one suddenly showed a bitter smile.
"Everyone, did you have a feeling just now that you were completely ignored?" A child from the Dugu family smiled bitterly.
"It's Yan Chuan, no one looks at him!"
"No, the ice that can fight with us is not an enemy in front of Yan Chuan, he can completely ignore us!"
"Yan Chuan?"
"The popularity has overshadowed all of us, are you still fighting?" The Dugu family's son smiled bitterly.
Destroy the saint dojo?
"Let's go, my heart is already frustrated, and the destruction of the dojo doesn't make much sense. If the Patriarch wins, and the dojo is broken without attack, let's go and cheer for the Patriarch!" The son of the Dugu family said solemnly.
"Brother, your mood has changed?" the person next to him said.
"Suddenly, I realized that it was just easy to break, Kang Long regrets it, hahaha, gains and losses may not be necessary, let's go!" The strong Dugu family laughed.
"Okay!" shouted the children of the Dugu family.
Then a group of Dugu family children shot towards the east.
There are also a few of the Zuo children who have escaped. At this moment, a group of Zuo children seem to have collapsed.
"Six ancestors, six ancestors of my left family, but none of them escaped? How could this be?" a Zuo family kid said with a sad expression.
"Senior Huabing, the Hua family and my Zuo family, but, but...!" The Zuo family kid said anxiously.
Huabing shook his head and said: "Your Zuo family has already died of three ancestors. They must have the life card in the Zuo family headquarters. The life card has been broken. Zuo Patriarch, Zuo Chunqiu must have known it. There is no need for you to go down. Work hard!"
"Yes!" several Zuo family children responded immediately.
Huabing pointed to some of the children of the Hua family and said, "You stay and clean up the surrounding area, and the others will follow me to cheer the ancestors!"
"Yes!"
Underworld, inner Nanzhou! A huge palace.
The name of the temple is ‘Spring and Autumn Hall’. The gate of the main hall is wide open!
In the hall, there was a man in a green robe standing with his hand holding his hand.
In front of the man in the green robe, there was a cloud of blue mist.
The man in the green robe, facing the mist, seemed to sink into it, motionless.
"Report, Patriarch!" An urgent voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
"call!"
The mist in front of the man in the green robe suddenly dispersed.
The man in Qingpao slowly turned around.
A white-faced man, extremely heroic and majestic after his long hair.
The man looked at the man in red who rushed in outside the hall.
When the man in red saw the man in the green robe, especially the pupil of the man in the green robe, he suddenly trembled and bowed down.
The pupil, the man in the green robe, each eye has two pupils. Heavy pupil!
Looking at the heavy pupil, it was as if the soul had received a violent impact, causing the man in red to limp to the ground, kneeling down with trembling whole body.
"Patriarch, home, home, home......!" the man in red said in horror.
The heavy pupil is the Patriarch of the Zuo Family, Zuo Chunqiu!
"In a panic, what happened?" Zuo Chunqiu said solemnly.
"Patriarch, no, it's not good. There are three ancestors in the clan's ancestor Xian Mingpai Palace. Just now, the three ancestors burst into pieces. The three ancestors are going to the saint dojo to kill the six ancestors of the Yin family. The third of immortals, the time interval is very short! What might happen to the saint dojo!" The red man said with some fear.
Zuo Chunqiu's four pupils shrank slightly.
"Six ancestors? Can this be done well?" Zuo Chunqiu couldn't see the anger on his face.
"Patriarch, what should I do now?"
"The Yin family? Being selected by the heavens back then was not just about the sincerity of the world. Since there are remnants, you must die. You immediately go to the Zuntian Temple to check the situation. If things are really difficult, let the saints take action and kill Yin Hentian. !" Zuo Chunqiu said solemnly.
"Ah? A saint? Will the saint agree?" The man in red said in surprise.
Zuo Chunqiu showed a sneer and said: "He will agree, he has no choice!"
"Yes!" the man in red said respectfully.
"Also, I am going to retreat for a period of time recently, except for the survival of the Zuo family, no one can disturb me! If the order continues, if anyone dares to disturb, die!" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.
"Yes!"
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