Chapter 131
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Floating island small world, miasma valley.
Zhao Yu stood upright outside the valley, looking at the purple miasma in front of him. On his shoulder, a beetle with halberd growing on his shoulder was lying quietly. However, Xiaohuang, who could not bear loneliness, ran to the island to have fun everywhere.
As time went on, there were more and more people standing behind Zhao Yu. There were Rouge girls holding on to the corners of his clothes, blood demon Li Yi, yueya'er, Qing Niantong, and the children of bingzong. Even Jiansheng and Miss Xu from the west of the island arrived with Xiao Yuan.
Naturally, the most obvious thing in the crowd is the fat man with six colors, upright and unconscious. The younger generation who knew his situation couldn't help crying or laughing. I don't know whether they are envious or lucky.
It is worth mentioning that the only remaining Blue Leaf of lichen color lotus was obtained by the little patriarch of haicuo clan. He was originally a water attribute, and his strength was further improved.
When the number of people was almost equal, Lin Xiao, the little god of killing, knelt on one knee and said:
"Your Highness, all the alien families of the sun empire in the small world of the floating island have been eliminated. The gate of the space of the sun empire near the central island has been destroyed. As for the second door mentioned by his highness, we have not found it."
"Well, it should have been destroyed by the alien race."
After Zhao Yu finished speaking, a black robe figure that opened his mouth and swallowed a light and shadow appeared in his mind, while Sima Annan's face was more gloomy. Because Peiyang, the descendant of Shenji Pavilion, had appeared in the crowd, his red lips rose slightly with a faint smile.
As Zhao Yu killed all the young people in the miasma valley with one sword, the small world of the floating island almost fell into the hands of Da Xia. Lin Xiao, the little god of killing, led the friars of the clan to clean up the fish on the other floating islands from the beginning to the end. There was a bloodthirsty demon Li Yi, and no alien could escape from the sea of blood.
After Lin Xiao's report, Jiang Yue, the third son of the king of Bei'an, also took a step forward and pleaded guilty: "Your Highness, please make atonement. We don't have any clue about the heart of the small world, and the miasma, water and fire in front of us do not invade, and the magic power is useless. So we boldly guess that the heart of the small world should be in it."
Zhao Yu in front of him shook his head and went to the valley of miasma.
"Your Highness!" At the same time, people in the rear exclaimed!
Zhao Yu waved his hand to indicate that it was OK. When he got to the miasma, all the purple fog suddenly began to roll violently and condense, and then they got into Zhao Yu's shoulder one after another. To be correct, it was inhaled by the insect Lord above his shoulder.
With Zhao Yu's advance, the purple fog in the valley was absorbed by the insect Lord, and the scene in the whole miasma valley became clear instantly.
Zhao Yu raised his head and narrowed his eyes. In front of him, there appeared a huge and magnificent, wild and majestic temple.
The temple is a bit dilapidated and grayish yellow. Four huge stone pillars stand high, supporting the whole main structure. There are also murals on the pillars. Due to the time being too long, some of them are broken and fuzzy, but it can be seen that some figures are fighting.
The crowd stepped forward and observed carefully. One side of the fighting party in the mural was very familiar to them. It was the angel deity called by the alien race, while the other was very vague. It could be seen that it was a big man with very long arms. Moreover, it had six arms and eight arms. The fighting between the two sides was fierce. The background was just a continuous floating island.
"There was once another race living on these floating islands. How many worlds were connected in the endless mountains."
Sima Annan's voice of shock rings from Zhao Yu's body. Zhao Yu slowly steps up the steps of the temple and comes to the gate of the high and thick temple. He reaches for the gate and pushes it in gently!
Not as heavy as imagined, the whole temple trembled, the gate issued a huge roar, automatically opened to the inside, shaking off the dust all over the sky.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and a group of people walked into the temple. The inner space of the temple is very large, and you can't see the edge. It is actually another space hidden in the valley. There is only one color in the sky of the temple, that is, blue, which is different from the deep blue of the sea, but similar to the dreamlike blue after the atomization of heaven and earth.
A huge altar rises in the center of the temple. The blue light of the temple sky comes from this.
A broad road led from the entrance to the steps of the altar. Zhao Yu took the first step in raising the price. The two sides of the road lit up one after another blue flame, and the blue flame was constantly lit up, like two trains moving forward, all the way to the top of the altar.
They found that each lamp was held on a hand, and the owner of the hand was a skeleton standing on the side of the road. The owner in front of the skeleton was the same as the people fighting in the mural. His body was big and big with many arms.
A sad, strong voice resounded through the temple.
"Hate, hate, hate! One is that my family is cut off in my hand; the other is that it can't destroy the enemy of the family; the third one is that the inheritance can't be continued for thousands of years. I hate, I hate. "
At the end of the day, the voice was like crying and laughing, like madness, hatred, and reverberating for a long time. It was the collection of all the hatred after the extinction of a race. It was the last cry of wisdom civilization in the world.Fortunately, all the people in the middle of the earth have been saved from the calamities of the people.
That is the luck of a family!
"It's better to hate the injustice than to hate ourselves."
Leaving a light words around the ears of all, Zhao Yu led to the altar.
Maybe it's because everyone of the multi armed race is tall, and each class of the altar ladder is very high, so Zhao Yu's posture on the stairs is absolutely not natural and unrestrained. Moreover, he has to take care of the petite Rouge girl on the edge. She is somewhat disheartened, but the rouge girl is happy with her smile in her eyes. With Zhao Yu's help, she climbs the ground very seriously 。
Climbing to the second half, the rouge girl has some difficulty. Every time she climbs up a step, she still needs to "ha" to cheer herself up!
The younger generation of the Terrans behind Zhao Yu stopped at the next step, waiting for their royal highness and the girl to step up again.
In this way, step by step, climbing up the sky from the bottom is like following Zhao Yu, watching his slow but firm back, step by step onto the stage of Daxia, step by step carrying the whole Terran, step by step into that position, step by step into the command of the world, dare not to follow the world's Communist Lord!
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Floating island small world, miasma valley.
Zhao Yu stood upright outside the valley, looking at the purple miasma in front of him. On his shoulder, a beetle with halberd growing on his shoulder was lying quietly. However, Xiaohuang, who could not bear loneliness, ran to the island to have fun everywhere.
As time went on, there were more and more people standing behind Zhao Yu. There were Rouge girls holding on to the corners of his clothes, blood demon Li Yi, yueya'er, Qing Niantong, and the children of bingzong. Even Jiansheng and Miss Xu from the west of the island arrived with Xiao Yuan.
Naturally, the most obvious thing in the crowd is the fat man with six colors, upright and unconscious. The younger generation who knew his situation couldn't help crying or laughing. I don't know whether they are envious or lucky.
It is worth mentioning that the only remaining Blue Leaf of lichen color lotus was obtained by the little patriarch of haicuo clan. He was originally a water attribute, and his strength was further improved.
When the number of people was almost equal, Lin Xiao, the little god of killing, knelt on one knee and said:
"Your Highness, all the alien families of the sun empire in the small world of the floating island have been eliminated. The gate of the space of the sun empire near the central island has been destroyed. As for the second door mentioned by his highness, we have not found it."
"Well, it should have been destroyed by the alien race."
After Zhao Yu finished speaking, a black robe figure that opened his mouth and swallowed a light and shadow appeared in his mind, while Sima Annan's face was more gloomy. Because Peiyang, the descendant of Shenji Pavilion, had appeared in the crowd, his red lips rose slightly with a faint smile.
As Zhao Yu killed all the young people in the miasma valley with one sword, the small world of the floating island almost fell into the hands of Da Xia. Lin Xiao, the little god of killing, led the friars of the clan to clean up the fish on the other floating islands from the beginning to the end. There was a bloodthirsty demon Li Yi, and no alien could escape from the sea of blood.
After Lin Xiao's report, Jiang Yue, the third son of the king of Bei'an, also took a step forward and pleaded guilty: "Your Highness, please make atonement. We don't have any clue about the heart of the small world, and the miasma, water and fire in front of us do not invade, and the magic power is useless. So we boldly guess that the heart of the small world should be in it."
Zhao Yu in front of him shook his head and went to the valley of miasma.
"Your Highness!" At the same time, people in the rear exclaimed!
Zhao Yu waved his hand to indicate that it was OK. When he got to the miasma, all the purple fog suddenly began to roll violently and condense, and then they got into Zhao Yu's shoulder one after another. To be correct, it was inhaled by the insect Lord above his shoulder.
With Zhao Yu's advance, the purple fog in the valley was absorbed by the insect Lord, and the scene in the whole miasma valley became clear instantly.
Zhao Yu raised his head and narrowed his eyes. In front of him, there appeared a huge and magnificent, wild and majestic temple.
The temple is a bit dilapidated and grayish yellow. Four huge stone pillars stand high, supporting the whole main structure. There are also murals on the pillars. Due to the time being too long, some of them are broken and fuzzy, but it can be seen that some figures are fighting.
The crowd stepped forward and observed carefully. One side of the fighting party in the mural was very familiar to them. It was the angel deity called by the alien race, while the other was very vague. It could be seen that it was a big man with very long arms. Moreover, it had six arms and eight arms. The fighting between the two sides was fierce. The background was just a continuous floating island.
"There was once another race living on these floating islands. How many worlds were connected in the endless mountains."
Sima Annan's voice of shock rings from Zhao Yu's body. Zhao Yu slowly steps up the steps of the temple and comes to the gate of the high and thick temple. He reaches for the gate and pushes it in gently!
Not as heavy as imagined, the whole temple trembled, the gate issued a huge roar, automatically opened to the inside, shaking off the dust all over the sky.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and a group of people walked into the temple. The inner space of the temple is very large, and you can't see the edge. It is actually another space hidden in the valley. There is only one color in the sky of the temple, that is, blue, which is different from the deep blue of the sea, but similar to the dreamlike blue after the atomization of heaven and earth.
A huge altar rises in the center of the temple. The blue light of the temple sky comes from this.
A broad road led from the entrance to the steps of the altar. Zhao Yu took the first step in raising the price. The two sides of the road lit up one after another blue flame, and the blue flame was constantly lit up, like two trains moving forward, all the way to the top of the altar.
They found that each lamp was held on a hand, and the owner of the hand was a skeleton standing on the side of the road. The owner in front of the skeleton was the same as the people fighting in the mural. His body was big and big with many arms.
A sad, strong voice resounded through the temple.
"Hate, hate, hate! One is that my family is cut off in my hand; the other is that it can't destroy the enemy of the family; the third one is that the inheritance can't be continued for thousands of years. I hate, I hate. "
At the end of the day, the voice was like crying and laughing, like madness, hatred, and reverberating for a long time. It was the collection of all the hatred after the extinction of a race. It was the last cry of wisdom civilization in the world.Fortunately, all the people in the middle of the earth have been saved from the calamities of the people.
That is the luck of a family!
"It's better to hate the injustice than to hate ourselves."
Leaving a light words around the ears of all, Zhao Yu led to the altar.
Maybe it's because everyone of the multi armed race is tall, and each class of the altar ladder is very high, so Zhao Yu's posture on the stairs is absolutely not natural and unrestrained. Moreover, he has to take care of the petite Rouge girl on the edge. She is somewhat disheartened, but the rouge girl is happy with her smile in her eyes. With Zhao Yu's help, she climbs the ground very seriously 。
Climbing to the second half, the rouge girl has some difficulty. Every time she climbs up a step, she still needs to "ha" to cheer herself up!
The younger generation of the Terrans behind Zhao Yu stopped at the next step, waiting for their royal highness and the girl to step up again.
In this way, step by step, climbing up the sky from the bottom is like following Zhao Yu, watching his slow but firm back, step by step onto the stage of Daxia, step by step carrying the whole Terran, step by step into that position, step by step into the command of the world, dare not to follow the world's Communist Lord!
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Floating island small world, miasma valley. Zhao Yu stood upright outside the valley, looking at the purple miasma in front of him. On his shoulder, a beetle with halberd growing on his shoulder was lying quietly. However, Xiaohuang, who could not bear loneliness, ran to the island to have fun everywhere. As time went on, there were more and more people standing behind Zhao Yu. There were Rouge girls holding on to the corners of his clothes, blood demon Li Yi, yueya'er, Qing Niantong, and the children of bingzong. Even Jiansheng and Miss Xu from the west of the island arrived with Xiao Yuan. Naturally, the most obvious thing in the crowd is the fat man with six colors, upright and unconscious. The younger generation who knew his situation couldn't help crying or laughing. I don't know whether they are envious or lucky. It is worth mentioning that the only remaining Blue Leaf of lichen color lotus was obtained by the little patriarch of haicuo clan. He was originally a water attribute, and his strength was further improved. When the number of people was almost equal, Lin Xiao, the little god of killing, knelt on one knee and said: "Your Highness, all the alien families of the sun empire in the small world of the floating island have been eliminated. The gate of the space of the sun empire near the central island has been destroyed. As for the second door mentioned by his highness, we have not found it." "Well, it should have been destroyed by the alien race." After Zhao Yu finished speaking, a black robe figure that opened his mouth and swallowed a light and shadow appeared in his mind, while Sima Annan's face was more gloomy. Because Peiyang, the descendant of Shenji Pavilion, had appeared in the crowd, his red lips rose slightly with a faint smile. As Zhao Yu killed all the young people in the miasma valley with one sword, the small world of the floating island almost fell into the hands of Da Xia. Lin Xiao, the little god of killing, led the friars of the clan to clean up the fish on the other floating islands from the beginning to the end. There was a bloodthirsty demon Li Yi, and no alien could escape from the sea of blood. After Lin Xiao's report, Jiang Yue, the third son of the king of Bei'an, also took a step forward and pleaded guilty: "Your Highness, please make atonement. We don't have any clue about the heart of the small world, and the miasma, water and fire in front of us do not invade, and the magic power is useless. So we boldly guess that the heart of the small world should be in it." Zhao Yu in front of him shook his head and went to the valley of miasma. "Your Highness!" At the same time, people in the rear exclaimed! Zhao Yu waved his hand to indicate that it was OK. When he got to the miasma, all the purple fog suddenly began to roll violently and condense, and then they got into Zhao Yu's shoulder one after another. To be correct, it was inhaled by the insect Lord above his shoulder. With Zhao Yu's advance, the purple fog in the valley was absorbed by the insect Lord, and the scene in the whole miasma valley became clear instantly. Zhao Yu raised his head and narrowed his eyes. In front of him, there appeared a huge and magnificent, wild and majestic temple. The temple is a bit dilapidated and grayish yellow. Four huge stone pillars stand high, supporting the whole main structure. There are also murals on the pillars. Due to the time being too long, some of them are broken and fuzzy, but it can be seen that some figures are fighting. The crowd stepped forward and observed carefully. One side of the fighting party in the mural was very familiar to them. It was the angel deity called by the alien race, while the other was very vague. It could be seen that it was a big man with very long arms. Moreover, it had six arms and eight arms. The fighting between the two sides was fierce. The background was just a continuous floating island. "There was once another race living on these floating islands. How many worlds were connected in the endless mountains." Sima Annan's voice of shock rings from Zhao Yu's body. Zhao Yu slowly steps up the steps of the temple and comes to the gate of the high and thick temple. He reaches for the gate and pushes it in gently! Not as heavy as imagined, the whole temple trembled, the gate issued a huge roar, automatically opened to the inside, shaking off the dust all over the sky. The smoke and dust dispersed, and a group of people walked into the temple. The inner space of the temple is very large, and you can't see the edge. It is actually another space hidden in the valley. There is only one color in the sky of the temple, that is, blue, which is different from the deep blue of the sea, but similar to the dreamlike blue after the atomization of heaven and earth. A huge altar rises in the center of the temple. The blue light of the temple sky comes from this. A broad road led from the entrance to the steps of the altar. Zhao Yu took the first step in raising the price. The two sides of the road lit up one after another blue flame, and the blue flame was constantly lit up, like two trains moving forward, all the way to the top of the altar. They found that each lamp was held on a hand, and the owner of the hand was a skeleton standing on the side of the road. The owner in front of the skeleton was the same as the people fighting in the mural. His body was big and big with many arms. A sad, strong voice resounded through the temple. "Hate, hate, hate! One is that my family is cut off in my hand; the other is that it can't destroy the enemy of the family; the third one is that the inheritance can't be continued for thousands of years. I hate, I hate. " At the end of the day, the voice was like crying and laughing, like madness, hatred, and reverberating for a long time. It was the collection of all the hatred after the extinction of a race. It was the last cry of wisdom civilization in the world.Fortunately, all the people in the middle of the earth have been saved from the calamities of the people. That is the luck of a family! "It's better to hate the injustice than to hate ourselves." Leaving a light words around the ears of all, Zhao Yu led to the altar. Maybe it's because everyone of the multi armed race is tall, and each class of the altar ladder is very high, so Zhao Yu's posture on the stairs is absolutely not natural and unrestrained. Moreover, he has to take care of the petite Rouge girl on the edge. She is somewhat disheartened, but the rouge girl is happy with her smile in her eyes. With Zhao Yu's help, she climbs the ground very seriously Climbing to the second half, the rouge girl has some difficulty. Every time she climbs up a step, she still needs to "ha" to cheer herself up! The younger generation of the Terrans behind Zhao Yu stopped at the next step, waiting for their royal highness and the girl to step up again. In this way, step by step, climbing up the sky from the bottom is like following Zhao Yu, watching his slow but firm back, step by step onto the stage of Daxia, step by step carrying the whole Terran, step by step into that position, step by step into the command of the world, dare not to follow the world's Communist Lord! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
