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Chapter 831 Tragic freedom, ancient unruliness

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    There is an absolute difference between chess pieces and people playing chess. Qian Tian, ??a mortal silk silk, made a big reversal. Before the ancestors could recover, he had already counterattacked the rich and handsome men.  The ancestor became a chess player.

    The Fox God slowly looked at the matchmaker: "You have to be careful in the future. Don't underestimate anyone who has a destiny. You see, Na Qiantian could only endure silently under the oppression of the ancestors at the beginning.  But this person has the fate of heaven and earth, and he will eventually have a chance to make a comeback. As long as he can seize the opportunity, it will not be difficult to make a comeback. This fate of heaven and earth is so terrible that even the nine old guys from the human race cannot grasp it."

    Seeing the disapproving look on the matchmaker's face, the fox god stretched out his hand and patted the matchmaker on the head: "You, you grew up beside me, but you don't know the dangers of the outside world. Although you are extremely talented, your skills and magical powers are extraordinary.  , is the leader of the young generation, but if you really have to fight to the death with Miaoxiu, even though you have weird magical powers, you are definitely not his opponent."

    When the matchmaker heard this, she raised her head and looked at the fox god stubbornly: "My grandson refuses to accept it. I don't know what's so good about Miaoxiu. She deserves your praise. Last time, it was for the dragon and tiger matter. No."  Fight against that Miaoxiu, if I meet him again this time, I must see how powerful he is."

    The fox god smiled bitterly when he heard this, but stopped talking. He just touched the matchmaker's three thousand green hair, and then chuckled: "If you meet Miaoxiu, you must not show off, otherwise you will not get good results. You must scream when the time comes.  You will know how powerful it is only when you become disgraced.¡±

    "Humph" when the matchmaker heard this, she turned her head and refuted the fox god's words.

    "Hahaha, hahaha, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations, I have the fate of the Emperor of Heaven, even if you old immortals are scheming, you can't resist the power of fate." Na Qiantian  Looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, endless joy filled Qian Tian's heart.

    The arrival of the golden book and jade seal this time was really beyond Qian Tian's expectation. This golden book was Qian Tian's integration of Heaven and the control of the entire Heaven in his hands.  In it, it stirred up the origins of the endless heavens and formed the so-called 'golden book'.

    With the golden book in hand, I own the world.

    At this time, Qian Tian stood on the supreme throne with a wild smile on his face: "God help me, God help me. Today's court meeting is here. Everyone, please disperse. I still have important things to be busy with."

    After saying that, the dry sky instantly turned into the true dragon purple energy, galloped away, and disappeared in the Lingxiao Palace in an instant.

    Na Qiantian received the supreme gold medal, but he instantly sensed most of the power of the gold medal. As for the mystery, he still needs to explore slowly. At this time, the general situation has been decided, but he is too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.  If you have that time, you might as well understand Jinzhang thoroughly. Then the gods will naturally not dare to use any tricks.

    After Na Qiantian left, Wen Yingji also stood up and slowly looked at the gods in the sky. The next moment, they turned into a fiery red stream of light and disappeared between heaven and earth.

    Wen Yingji got the jade seal, but he also wanted to understand it carefully and had no time to talk nonsense with these gods.

    Seeing Wen Yingji and Qian Tian leaving one after another, the gods breathed a sigh of relief with bitter expressions on their faces.

    At that time, conferring immortality to the gods was thought to be a good thing, but now it seems that it means being controlled by others and not behaving like a son of a human being.

    "Life is precious, freedom is even more valuable. I have lived through the ages. How could I be so cowardly to nod and bow to others all day long? Even if I die of old age and the gods and humans decline and enter reincarnation, I am not willing to pretend to be a grandson here and linger on. What a big deal.  Eighteen years later, I am a good man again." But I saw an old antique with a gray beard looking at the other gods with an evil look on his face. He did not pay respect to the five heavenly emperors, but sneered: "Huh,  It's just a god. I've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, which is enough. The worst thing I can do is die. Even if I die, I don't want to live like this."

    After finishing speaking, the old antique suddenly shook his body, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and saw rays of divine light slowly forced out from his soul.

    "I have become a god in the flesh. I will leave the origin of this god to you. I have gone to the lower world." As he said that, the old antique was all smiles. He let out a high-spirited roar and rushed through the thirty-third heaven in an instant, breaking open the heavenly gate and heading towards  The lower realm flew past.

    "I have also lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Compared with ordinary people, I don't know how many times I have lived. I thought that becoming a god is a good thing and gives everyone a chance to live longer. But I never thought that it would be done to others.  "Slave, even if I die, I will never be enslaved." Another old antique stood up and violently activated his magic power to shake the soul. The god who had just fallen into the soul was shocked to death by the old antique.  Go out??.

    "Open it for me" Old Antique roared with a distorted face, and the next moment he saw a yellow stream of air slowly coming out of his Baihui point.

    "Hahaha, although I have a short lifespan, I can be relaxed and free, but it is better than being a slave and groveling all day long. Even if I can live forever, what's the use?" The old antique also smiled, and instantly smiled proudly for nine days, making waves.  Penetrating through the thirty-third heaven, running towards the wild land.

    "It doesn't matter if you don't want this god's position. If you die, you will die. Huh, the worst is to reincarnate and rebuild. I can bleed and die, but I can't be a slave." After finishing speaking, I saw an old man shaking the mana around his body, constantly stirring up the soul, and will  The god's body that had not yet been fully integrated was forced out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The old man did not wipe it away, but just looked up to the sky and laughed: "It's so happy, so happy, it's really so happy, it's better to be so free. If you can be free, it's awesome.  Nine days, even if my life is only a few decades, I am still willing to do it. If I am a slave for someone, even for one day, I feel that it is too much, and I cannot be free, so what is the use of immortality."

    "As he said that, the old man didn't even look at the god's throne suspended in the void, and instantly turned into a stream of light and headed towards the thirty-third heaven.

    "Senior" Wang Zhuan was moved. The old man before was an old antique from Taiping Dao and had a close relationship with his Wang family.

    "Boy Wang Zhuan, you don't have to say anything, let alone dissuade me. In the early years, I dominated the world and fought bloody battles for nine days. I don't know how happy it was. Now I have to be a slave when I grow old. Even though I am a member of the public.  The wish of the patriarch, but we have to violate the decree of the patriarch." At this time, a sturdy middle-aged man came out. This man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes were very majestic. At this time, he no longer had the groveling before.  , On the contrary, it is a kind of unruliness that makes the world shake and move.

    "Although we want to live forever, we are not immortal in the form of groveling all day long. It would be better to die slowly and be reincarnated. Although we live a groveling life, our body will live forever.  The Taoist heart is already dead. Although our bodies are dead, the spirit of the Taoist heart is still reincarnated and will live forever." As he spoke, the middle-aged man suddenly burst into a burst of blood mist all over his body. At this time, the monk  He actually self-destructed the physical body formed by the condensed form of his own god, forcibly shaking the soul and forcing out the origin of the god.

    Looking at the void again at this time, there is only one condensed and undissipated soul. The extremely depressed Yuan Shen stands proudly in the void, looking down at thousands of gods, looking down at the emperors of the five directions, looking down at the thirty-third heaven, looking down at  In the Lingxiao Palace.

    "Hahaha, I have figured it out. Isn't it just reincarnation? Eighteen years later, I will be a good man again. If any fellow Taoist is still alive at that time, please invite fellow Taoist to come and save me. Now is the time  I'm going to go through reincarnation for a while." As he said this, he saw a gray vortex slowly emerge around the middle-aged man, and a cold air spread. The next moment, he saw the man dissipate into the void, and the vortex also disappeared.  .

    "Senior" Wang Zhuan said with grief on his face.

    "Hahaha, boy Wang Zhuan, if you see the ancestor in the future, you will say that the disciple is unfilial and can't obey the ancestor's decree. Let the disciple be willful for a while. The disciple would rather die than grovel and be a slave all day long, forcing himself to look happy.  "A Taoist and immortal old man slowly walked out of the crowd. At this time, the old man no longer had the so-called rank in his eyes. He slowly ascended to the throne of the Emperor of the Five Directions and slowly stood still.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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