Chapter 788 Be Careful

"Time flies, vicissitudes of life, seven thousand years with a flick of a finger, did someone finally come in..."

That figure is tall and majestic, flowing with the rhythm of Dao, like an unparalleled supreme, looking down on the eight wastes, and coercing the nine heavens and ten places. The starting address of this novel on the mobile phone terminal: [There are almost all books, much more stable and faster than the average website, and there are no advertisements in the full text. ]. For more latest chapters visit:щw. .

Seeing him is like seeing brilliance, seeing the peak!

And when the person finished speaking, he slowly turned around and 'exposed' a heroic and determined face. His face was cut like a knife, his sword eyebrows flew diagonally into his temples, and his deep eyes were like a sea of ​​stars, unfathomable and full of vicissitudes.

Immediately, everyone was shocked, staring blankly at the arrogant figure, and it took a long time to come back to their senses. Then, everyone took a deep breath.

"It's Yuan Wutian, I have seen his portrait!"

"There can be no mistake, it is the legendary Yuan Wutianjun, God, is he still alive?"

"No, look carefully, this is just a figure condensed with a remnant soul. Although it has the wisdom of Yuan Wu Tianzun, it can't survive for too long!"

Everyone exclaimed and recognized the person in front of them.

Yuan Wutianjun!

The simple four words give people a sense of oppression as heavy as a mountain.

He is a well-known powerhouse in the history of Tianzhou. Even if he looks at the most powerful people, he is definitely a leader!

"Is this the Yuan Wutianjun, a ghost of a remnant soul has such power, it is worthy of being a supreme power."

Ling Xian sighed with emotion, and then the pair of star eyes became hot.

Since Yuan Wutian really died here, then his inheritance will definitely be there, so how can he be so fiery?

Not only him, but also everyone present.

After the shock, it was replaced by anticipation, longing. [Please go to the latest chapter of this book]

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Yuan Wutian sighed softly,

Slowly glanced at the people present, without stopping. The starting address of this novel's mobile terminal: However, he paused on the "female" God of War and Huang Jiuge respectively, and there was a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

And when he saw Ling Xian, there was a bit of amazement in his eyes.

He appreciates the "female" God of War and Huang Jiuge, and is not surprised. To Ling Xian, it was an accident, even a bit of shock.

"Um?"

Being stared at by Yuan Wutianjun, Ling Xian frowned, feeling that his secret was 'exposed' in front of this person. But soon, he was relieved.

The Yuan Wutianjun in front of him is just a phantom condensed by a remnant soul, and it will dissipate in a short time. It doesn't matter if he lets him spy on his own secrets.

"Interesting, I never imagined that such an interesting little guy would appear among the people seven thousand years later."

Yuan Wutian smiled lightly, and then the smile gradually faded, and those dazzling eyes suddenly became sharp as swords, as if they could cut off the sun and the moon, and split the world.

Immediately, an extremely terrifying coercion burst out, causing everyone to tremble with fear, and their faces pale. The weaker ones even couldn't help but want to kneel to the ground and bow down to Yuan Wutianjun.

Only Ling Xian, Huang Jiuge, the 'Female' God of War and others could barely support it.

Fortunately, after just a moment, Yuan Wutian regained his momentum. Then, he smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, the strength of the people who came in is good, and they are qualified to compete for my inheritance."

The voice fell, and everyone's eyes suddenly became hot, staring at Yuan Wutianjun, breathing a little short.

Ling Xian is no exception.

Intuition tells him that the inheritance of Yuan Wutianjun is very likely to be a masterpiece!

"I don't have much time and I'm going to dissipate soon, so long story short."

Yuan Wu Tianzun smiled lightly and said, "I have left a legacy, which is this three 'color' strange 'flower', which contains a piece of heavenly power, you can fight for it according to your ability."

The voice fell, and everyone was short of breath.

Originally, they had only a few percent certainty about Tian Gong. After all, Tian Gong is too rare, and there are not many in the heaven and earth.

However, at the moment, Yuan Wutianjun himself admitted, how could this make everyone angry?

Everyone went crazy, if it weren't for the fact that Yuan Wutian was still there, I'm afraid they would have robbed him at this moment.

Ling Xian couldn't keep his calm.

That's a godsend!

Known as the strongest cultivation method in the world, it is the treasure that any creature dreams of!

"Sure enough, it's the power of heaven. Next, it's all about strength."

The corners of Ling Xian's mouth were raised, and the majestic mana was ready to go. He planned to snatch it when Yuan Wutian disappeared.

At this moment, Yuan Wutian's voice resounded in his heart, with only two words.

"Be careful."

"Um?"

Ling Xian frowned, looked at everyone suspiciously, and found that their expressions were normal, not like they heard this sentence.

Then, he turned his gaze to Yuan Wutianjun, just in time to see this supreme power looking at him with a smile. That smile was very complicated, with reluctance, bitterness, and helplessness.

Also, some hope.

This made Ling Xian stunned, the word 'careful' echoed in his mind, and he felt an inexplicable chill.

Be careful of what?

An unknown enemy, or a sudden crisis?

Ling Xian didn't know, but his intuition told him that it must be a very terrifying existence. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Yuan Wutian Jun to show helplessness and bitterness.

He could feel that the bitterness and helplessness of this supreme power could be described in one word.

Powerless.

So, what is it that can make the supreme power feel powerless?

And just when Ling Xian was going to ask Yuan Wutianjun, he found that his figure gradually faded, and in the blink of an eye, it completely dissipated in the world.

Only left a long sigh, and slowly returned to 'swing' between heaven and earth, full of powerlessness.

However, everyone present did not notice the complexity contained in this sigh, and their minds were all attracted by the three 'color' strange 'flower'.

Only Ling Xian noticed it and sighed because of it.

"What is it, why do you only remind me?"

Ling Xian was completely confused and puzzled. But he also understands that now is not an opportunity to think, the most important thing is to win the three 'color' and the 'flower'.

Therefore, he rushed forward like a Dapeng spreading his wings, and a brilliant glow erupted, shaking the sky!

At the same time, one after another 'waves' spread, and everyone couldn't wait to rush to the three 'colors' and strange 'flowers', and 'desire' took them into their pockets.

At this moment, they were all crazy, and they didn't even care how strong Ling Xian was. There was only one thought in their minds.

Capture the power of heaven!

And just as everyone made their move, there were a few piercing sounds from all directions, which shook the world like thunder.

The one on the left has white hair and black clothes, like the king of the dark night, his expression is icy cold, and he looks down on the eight wastes.

The person on the right has thick eyebrows and big eyes, extraordinary heroism and martial arts, like an invincible god of war.

The moment the two appeared, the earth shook, the sky shook, and the entire universe changed color.

This made everyone stunned, and then a shocked 'color' appeared on his face.

Ling Xian also stopped the movements in his hands, and his expression turned solemn. Because these two people are the masters of the breath he sensed before.

In other words, both of them are powerhouses of the same level as him!

And at this moment, a Qinglang Poetry number suddenly came, resounding through the nine heavens and ten places.

"Fu Xiao Zhangjian travels the world, Leshan and water are endless."

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, fellow Taoists~~

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