MTL - The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus-Chapter 1833 Jianshen Bridge

Tang Yan stared at the city owner with enthusiasm, and saw strong dissatisfaction from his eyes.

Although he is valued by the Protoss, he has a sense of crisis.

The Protoss dominate his life and death, and he wants to get rid of all this.

In the heart of Tang Zhen’s heart, he suddenly thought, and said, “I appreciate you very much. You are not willing to let anyone kill. This is the real hero. If you let the Protoss dominate the destiny, even if you are the capital of the capital, it’s awkward, not worth one. mention."

The city owner gradually raised his head and looked at Tang Yan with mixed feelings.

In the past few years, he has done too much work, cautiously, afraid that the Protoss stood in front of him one day, telling him that the incident was taking place and taking his life.

Tang Yan even praised him, giving him a strong sense of pride.

"What do you want to do when you come to the realm?" asked the city owner.

Tang Xiao smiled and said: "I don't want others to dominate my destiny. Not only that, humans don't want the Protoss to dominate the fate, so I came to the realm."

The city owner looked at Tang Yan with inconspicuous thoughts and exclaimed: "What the **** are you doing?"

Tang Yan looked up at the sky and said: "The Protoss are high above, enslaving us for so many years, don't you want to pull them down from the city of God?"

Huh!

The city's breathing was so fast that he muttered to himself: "Maniac, you are really crazy!"

The city owner only thought about practicing himself as a god, then secretly hiding and avoiding the ruler of the Protoss.

As for the fate of other people, he never thought about it. He didn't even think about it. It was such a impossible thing. Therefore, he never had such a luxury.

But at this moment, he actually heard these words from Tang’s mouth, and it’s like a night’s sleep.

Tang Zhen asked: "Do you really think that I am crazy? I can cultivate into God, why can't other human beings do it? Should human beings be enslaved by the Protoss?"

"I..." Ai Ai, the owner of the city, shook his head in despair: "I don't know, I don't dare to think."

"I know, you only think of yourself. This is understandable. But I am different. I have relatives, friends, and countless trust in my compatriots. Therefore, I have to do this, and I have no refusal. I don’t have the responsibility." How to be stimulating, but I don’t know why, the city owner listened to it... There is a feeling of boiling blood.

His cold heart seemed to be violently beating, and he clenched his fist involuntarily.

Tang Zhen dared to think that he could not think, and made him awe.

Tang Yan smiled at the city owner and took his reaction to the bottom of the scene. He said directly to the local: "You are the Lord of the capital, don't you want to let the ghosts in this shackle become a **** and get rid of the enslavement of the Protoss?"

"I..." The city lord jerked his head up and seemed to have a thousand words, but found that he could not say the rhetoric.

He slammed his head down and said, "I am practicing as a **** and a vain thing, and what other ghosts are talking about."

Tang Yan shook his head and patted the shoulders of the city owner. He said, "You are wrong. The predecessors have paved the way for you. As long as you set foot on this road, although there are difficulties, but the road is broken, this road can also become a road. Why are you not doing it? Are you willing to be enslaved by the Protoss for generations?"

Tang Yin’s voice suddenly became bigger, such as thunder in the ears of the city’s ears, and it’s awkward.

The heart of the city shook and shook courage and said, "I don't want to!"

"That's right!"

Tang Hao satisfactorily nodded and placed the Yuanmu bottle in the hands of the city owner. He said: "There is the power of faith. You can cultivate into a **** first, and then you can lead the ghosts of the capital to get rid of the enslavement of the Protoss and dominate their own destiny."

The city owner was fascinated and stared at the Yuanmu bottle and said, "Do you really give me the power of faith?"

"Yes, don't you want it?"

"Of course I want it!" The city owner quickly put the yuan wooden bottle firmly in his hand.

"Ha ha ha!" Tang Yan said with satisfaction: "I look forward to your early realization."

He shook his hand, turned and left, and the figure became a little bit lighter.

The city owner quickly asked: "Do you really want to go to the city of God?"

"I will, by the time, God will no longer be high, they will fall into the altar, the world will change the world." Tang Hao Hao qi dry, the voice echoed in the ears of the city.

The city owner looked away and looked at Tang Yan slyly until his figure disappeared.

All this is like a dream. The city owner swayed a few times and looked at the palm of the hand. This is sure that it is true. His heart-like heart can't help but spread a wave and spread farther and farther.

Tang Hao did not leave the capital, he looked up, although standing on the ground, but his eyes seemed to rise to the sky, overlooking the world.

The sky of the capital is not like the human world, there is no sun, no trace of the stars.

The sky is full of light, which is the source of light for the capital.

The monks are much smaller than the ghosts. Apart from the capital city, other places are very poor, but there are also ghosts living, but these ghosts are very weak, and can not be compared with the city.

"The world of the Protoss created by the Protoss is too rough. After all, it is a world created by God. There is not much to see. It is a quiet, more worthwhile."

Jiuyou is a world that has existed since ancient times, not a god. There must be something extraordinary.

How to go to Jiuyou, Tang Yan did not know, but since I knew the existence of Jiuyou, it would be difficult for him.

It is imperative to enlighten the gods.

The **** of heaven has great wisdom, and he decided to learn from the gods and build the bridge. He has an inexhaustible power of faith, and building a bridge is not difficult for him.

But his shrine is a far cry from the shrine of the general practitioner.

The gods are running, and the power of faith has gathered in Zifu. Since Yuan Ying left him, Zifu was empty.

The power of faith is filled with Zifu, and a bridge of God is gradually emerging.

This bridge does not have a pier, as if it is a flying bridge that crosses the gap between the sky and the sky.

The bridgehead appeared.

At the time of the visit, the purple house has undergone earth-shaking changes. A ray of light falls on the bridgehead. The bridgehead shines brightly and rises. This bridgehead seems to stand in the clouds and clouds.

Tang Yan was shocked, and the **** of the gods was really extraordinary. The Jianshen Bridge was so wonderful. It was only the bridgehead. If the entire Shenqiao was built, it would be a spectacular sight.

Tang Yan’s heart is longing for it.

However, he does not know that the ordinary repairer Jianshen Bridge will not have such a magical and spectacular vision.

He is a god. The ancient bridge he built has undergone an essential change. It has been separated from the scope of the gods and is completely different from the bridge of the gods created by the predecessors. . .

Tang Xiaoran did not know, immersed in the wonderful realm of Jianshen Bridge.

As he sighed, the bridge stretched out a little bit, farther and farther, as if it were a broad road, extending to the end of nothingness.

He realized his heart and looked at the end of the bridge. However, at the end of the bridge, there seemed to be any power to block him, making him inconspicuous.