MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 1390 Because Song II sounds silly.

A suffocating, more outrageous operation.

"Are you an idiot?" Tiandi said.

When I am a monkey, I am deceiving?

Golden Confucian smiled and said: "I know that you must be unbelief, but this is a cruel reality. I am you, you are me. We are one."

Emperor: "..."

"I have a certificate, come, let you see the evidence that we are one." Golden Confucianism.

After all, he stretched out his hand and put on a swaying posture.

"Dizhu, now!" Golden Confucian students sighed.

The next moment, a thing called ‘Temple Zhu’ appeared in his fingers, shining brightly, revealing a strong vitality.

"The emperor is in the bead, the emperor is dead and dead." The golden Confucian scholar said: "I am in the bead, I am dead."

Emperor Zhu is the symbol of the ‘Heavenly Emperor’, the owner of the ancient heavenly court. Only the treasure of the heavenly emperor can be condensed by his special ‘dao’.

As long as the emperor is still alive, it means that the emperor is still there and still alive. Even if the ‘Ancient Heavenly Court’ is destroyed, the Emperor will still have a comeback and recast the Heavenly Palace.

Among the heavens and the thousands, there are still many survivors of ancient heavens, and they are still waiting for the return of the Emperor, and the ancient heavens are rebuilt.

"Now, history has opened a new chapter. After so many years after the ancient heavens were shattered, I finally met you. Now, we are the time to be one, and declare to the heavens that the 'Emperor returns' to all The members of the ancient heavenly court declared the "Ancient Heavenly Court" to be rebuilt." The golden Confucian scholar grasped the shoulder of the Emperor, and the other hand clenched his fist and was eloquent.

"Do you want to fuse me?"

"It's not a fusion of you, but we are one. Because we are one." Golden Confucianism.

After all, he opened his arms: "Let's be happy, you will feel that you and me have attractive attributes. Because we are all fragments, and today, we will eventually be one."

After all, the golden Confucianism and the Emperor of Heaven have raised a power of resonance.

The two are really the same source.

“What a joke!” There are hundreds of ‘Emperial’ on the Emperor’s body, and the emperor’s words are like a knife.

"Oh, it’s really troublesome, I know it’s not that easy." The golden Confucian muttered.

Emperor Shen Shen said: "Who are you?"

"Who am I? You asked this question well." Golden Confucian hands grabbed the Emperor's shoulders and prevented her from running away. Then, he whispered in the ear of the Emperor: "I only tell you a person, you don't tell me, actually... I am Song."

"Don't die?" The Emperor frowned and stared at the golden Confucian.

She suspected the identity of this golden Confucian scholar in front of her, and she had thought a lot of doubts in her mind. But she did not think of the Song wood that died in the ancient heaven.

"I am very happy, you can remember me in the Emperor. It seems that after the resurrection, your memory has not lost too much." Golden Confucian Song Wood smiled.

The Emperor frowned. When she thought about it carefully, she did lose a lot of memories. Some of these memories seem to be important.

"What do you want to do? Or, what do you want from me?" The Emperor stared at the golden Confucian.

"I said it, I want to be one with you." Golden Confucianism calmed.

"Do you want to be the harem of the embarrassed?" The Emperor suddenly smiled.

"Too naive, Heavenly Emperor, I will open the door to the new world for you today." Golden Confucianism.

After all, he reached out and let go of the Emperor's shoulder.

The Emperor of Heaven retired and retreated, and the distance between the Golden Confucian and the Confucian. However, when she exited about ten meters, she felt an invisible barrier.

"Dodging is useless. When I appeared, there was a blockade around me. It was a lineup specifically for you. Next, look at my means." Golden Confucian reached out his hands and chest. Put on a 'love' gesture: "Love you, God."

Emperor: "..."

He just subconsciously gathered up the ‘Emperor’s defense,’ and nothing happened.

In the years after the destruction of ancient heavens, what happened in the dead Song Dynasty? Her memory is detrimental and seems to have forgotten a lot of things.

I always feel that this guy in front of me is getting worse and worse.

After a while...

Golden Confucianism still maintains the ‘love’ posture: “Hey? No response?”

Emperor: "..."

What do you want to do?

"Sorry, the signal was not good. After all, I am now in a state of 'existing in the world'. Sometimes when I enter the 'live', the signal will be weak." Golden Confucianism, then he will be 'love' 'The gesture moved to his left chest: "Love you, Heaven Emperor."

This time, the Emperor had a reaction.

Her heartbeat began to accelerate, and her body constantly resonated with the body of the golden Confucian.

This time, even the "Emperor" could not isolate the earthquake between the two sides.

The golden Confucian scholar strode to the Emperor.

He reached out and pressed on the 'Emperor'. The emperor was like a sheep who obeyed, and he moved to one side, and did not resist the golden Confucianism.

The Emperor of Heaven was blurred and his consciousness began to pick up.

"I said, we are one." Golden Confucianism laughed.

"What did you do to me?" The Emperor breathed quickly.

"Before the fall of the ancient heavens, I and the "Emperor" fit together. Yes, it is you before the resurrection." Golden Confucian smiled.

"Just by you?" Emperor Shen Shen Shen.

"I can't believe it right? But this is the truth. I have been waiting for your 'resurrection' to appear. As long as we fit with you, we are truly intact. [Emperor, Song Yu] are past tense "Golden Confucian reached out and made a move."

A figure from the body of ‘羽柔子’ was forcibly summoned.

"From today on, we are the ‘Ghosts and Songs Three.’” Golden Confucian smiled.

"Why is it Song San?" Yukoko in front of him was confused and asked.

The possessive consciousness of the Emperor of Heaven was stripped from her, and her consciousness gradually recovered. At the time of recovery, I heard the name "Ghost God Song San". So she asked subconsciously.

"Because Song II sounds silly." Golden Confucianism returns.

He reached out and feathered his feathers, and Yu Yuzi closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.

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......

As the 'Emperor' was integrated into the body, the size of the golden Confucianism rose again and became a four-meter-high state.

"October 4, it really is my lucky day. The plan is successful, then the last step." Golden Confucian whisper.

He reached out and waved, and there was a red-golden space behind him.

The space stretched out and disappeared, as the door to a new world was opened.

Inside the gate, there are tens of thousands of gold armor fighters arranged in a row. These gold armored soldiers did not say a word, their momentum was condensed into one, and the heavens and the earth were moving.

In front of the Golden Armor, there are seven arrogant and arrogant presences standing side by side.

These seven heads have light wheels that appear to cover their faces.

Seven long-lived people are powerful.

On the far left is the Northern Emperor.

The Northern Emperor is still the same. When he is not laughing, it looks particularly cold. Cool like ice, thief handsome.

The third place in turn was the Western Emperor, who wore a red-red robe and his cuffs seemed to hide two rounds of the sun.

The Western Great stepped forward: "Your Majesty, succeeded?"

"Successful." Golden Confucian smiled slightly: "Wait for so many years, I finally waited for 'her'. Time is limited, we enter the final step. Ready, I will complete your 'dao'. ”

In addition to the Northern Emperor, the other six long-lived people all stepped forward, waiting for the action of the Golden Confucian.

"I am protecting the law for everyone." The Northern Emperor whispered.

He is a special existence.

With the ‘Resurrection Array’ activated by Song Shuhang, there is now a Northern Emperor in the world. He has got rid of the ‘dao’ of the Emperor.

The golden Confucian scholar uses his fingers as a pen to quickly draw a piece of 'Emperor' in the void.

Whether it is Emperor Zhu or Emperor Wen, he is perfectly mastered.

This emperor is very long and consists of nearly 10,000 runes.

When the golden Confucian scholar finished writing, the golden color on his body was much lighter and consumed a lot.

"Sign it." Golden Confucianism.

The second mysterious long-lived man came forward, and he reached out his palm with two gold chains on his wrist.

After he stepped forward, he signed his own slogan under the Emperor's contract - the soul of the Emperor.

Then the Western Emperor stepped forward and extended his burning arm from the cuff and signed the character of 'Western Emperor'.

When they signed the word, the bright moon behind the two long-lived people became more complete. It seems to be a defect in them and is added.

Their ‘dao’ is becoming more and more.

After the Western Emperor, the fourth long-lived person took a deep breath and stepped forward, extending his finger from the robe: "This day, we waited for too long."

"It's not too long. For the long-lived, what is this time?" Golden Confucius smiled slightly: "Sign it quickly, then sell it to me."

"Want to sell me, you still have to tie your own emotional line." The fourth long-lived person signed his own sign on the contract - the peach fruit is real.

When the road sign was signed, the moon wheel behind the fourth long-lived person became full.

"When are you going to deal with the feelings of 'Chu Gezhu', Jinlong's sister, Cheng Lin's fairy, and the white-skinned sister, and so on, talk to me about selling things." The long-lived person speaks out.

The voice is low and gentle, this is a fairy of the longevity.

Golden Confucianism: "..."

"Oh." After the peaches were signed, they retired.

The fifth long-lived man stepped forward and extended his finger to prepare for the signature.

When the fifth mysterious long-lived began to write the horn, a majestic voice emerged from the body of the golden Confucian.

[The way of time, I am the emperor, the light wheel reversed. 】

The next moment, the space around the golden Confucian began to distort.