Chapter 1529 (2/2)

Not God.

It's an ancient god.

The ancient gods who have long fallen?

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return to the temple.

One after another the gods came.

Even if it is not in jiuchongtian, as long as you hear so many bells, you can come as fast as you can.

Even the emperor of heaven led the people to return to the temple.

The emperor of heaven saw that Yun Yao was on God and went straight over.

”Who returned to the throne? How could it be so loud? ”

Yun Yao's eyes were fixed on the closed door of the GUI Shen temple. ”It's the ancient god's return. Which one is unknown for the time being.”

The emperor of heaven was shocked by the three words of ancient god, and did not respond for a long time.In jiuchongtian, ancient gods have long been history.

No one would think they would show up.

Xinglian stands behind Yunyao and clenches her fist slightly.

When it's not a good time to return, it's today.

Those people just congratulated her

Thinking of this, apricot Lian's cheek is a little hot.

Zhiya -

when the door of Guishen temple is opened, the sound seems to pass through the torrent of time and arrive at jiuchongtian.

Vatican falls from the sky.

In the hall full of immortal spirit, there are figures walking slowly.

All the people's eyes were focused on it, but they couldn't see clearly. Some people stretched their necks in a hurry.

”Welcome the ancient gods of the nine spirits to their places.”

In Sanskrit, the rich voice resounds through the world.

When the invisible pressure swept over, the gods were forced to bow their heads and dare not look again.

Nine spirits Ancient gods?

People's hearts were pounding, their blood was boiling, and their excitement was beyond words.

It's really an ancient god.

And when apricot Lian heard the name again, she was stiff all over.

”Welcome the ancient gods.”

A neat voice rings.

”They're all acquaintances. What can I do with such a big gift?”

“……”

How can this sound be familiar?

Outside the gate of the temple, the girl with black skirt stands tall and upright, surrounded by immortal spirit. Her face is beautiful, with a smile, like a spring breeze.

Her body seems to have a holy light, no one dares to desecrate half a minute

the door of the temple behind her, slowly closing.

She is the ancient god who came back.

It is also the God of flowers.

Mingshu stepped down the steps, and the crowd gave her a way.

The girl's hands and feet are precious gas, she slightly tilted her head, looking at the emperor, ”you come to meet me, do not bring ceremony?”

The gods:

I haven't heard of it.

No!

This is the ancient god!

What about the cold and noble ancient gods?

Xinglian stood behind the God of Yunyao, close to Mingshu.

From the time she heard Mingshu's voice, she showed an unbelievable expression, which has not disappeared.

How could this be so

How could she be an ancient god?

She is just a flower god. Why is she an ancient god?

Or The man

”Lovely, meet again.” Mingshu says hello to Xinglian with a smile.

Apricot Lian:

”Lianer, jiulinggu God talks to you.” Yun Yao reminds Xing Lian.

Apricot pity bit the lower lip, the bottom of the eye hate gradually thick, suppress the bend of the cry: ”have seen nine spirit ancient god.”

Mingshu smiles and looks at Lingwu on the other side.

You fool!

Lingwu is still standing here.

There is no line of sight on the upper Mingshu in the mausoleum, and the back ridge of the tomb is cold.

I don't know why, Ling Wu's brain suddenly flashed some pictures before.

”I'll tell you something when there are so many people in the night.” Mingshu Yang voice way: ”that who, go to prepare some food for me.”

Who is the God