Chapter 3463: Battle for the Permian (1/2)
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The top of the purple mountain winding the ancient God Pillar of Cheyuan Hou, the gate of Mingshu Pavilion in the east has long been opened.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
At this moment, the ancient **** disciples came into the sky and Yu Guan walked into the Mingshu Pavilion.
Xiao Ye was among them, and he looked around curiously.
This is the first time he has come to Mingshu Pavilion, and he is naturally curious.
From the appearance, the entire Mingshu Pavilion is also a loft, and it is not much different from the Gubao Pavilion and the Preaching Pavilion.
But walking into it, he could clearly find that the whole Mingshu Pavilion exuded a mysterious atmosphere, as if it connected the entire chaotic world.
The Mingshu Pavilion was extremely empty, shining brightly with the blazing divine light.
In the Mingshu Pavilion, two figures have already stood among them.
One of them is a black creature. His temperament is cold, his skin is dry like an old tree, his body is thin and thin, like a bamboo pole, his eyes are like lightning, and he is extremely compelling. He is the disciple of Mingshuge.
His deity appeared, but he stood down like a follower.
Because next to him, the big disciple Hong Zhi under the seat of Che Yuan was sitting cross-legged.
A pair of deep eyes, looking at the ancient **** disciples who Yu Guan walked in, looked calm and ordinary.
”Meet Brother Hongqi!”
However, many disciples of the ancient gods, after seeing Hong Zhi, couldn't help but salute, their faces full of respect, and many did not dare to breathe.
In the face of this rumor, the master brother who has already surpassed the level of the ancient **** disciple, who is not cautious?
”It seems that Master in this stacking age has indeed accepted a lot of disciples. There are already more than 15,000 people in the middle of the Taoist realm alone.”
A smile appeared on the dark black face, and the voice was like a spring breeze, but at the next moment, it seemed to become a cold knife, crossing the gods of all the ancient disciples present.
”But you, I am afraid to die in this Permian!”
Uh!
This remark is no less than a thunderbolt on the sunny day, so that all the ancient **** disciples in the Mingshu Pavilion were trembling with their hearts and pale.
They all have to die in this Permian?
”Brother, why do you say that we will all die in this Permian?”
After a moment of silence in the Mingshu Pavilion, several disciples of the ancient gods bumped into the courage and asked, with unhappy faces.
They also heard about the terrible alternation of the Permian, but they did not think they would die.
”Ha ha!”
”You have entered the realm of the ancient gods and tribes. It will be billions of years in the long term and hundreds of thousands of years in the short term.”
”But who has really met Master and got Master's personal guidance?” Hong Qian asked with a soft smile.
”De Gushen personally instructs cultivation?”
Suddenly, all the disciples of the ancient gods were stunned.
The ancient gods are high above them, and indeed they have no chance to meet Che Yuanhou.
Not to mention letting the other person give advice.
”That's because the master knows that you will all escape from the disaster, and you will be buried in this stacked age, so why waste this time and energy?”
”This is the real reason why the Four Pavilions exist.”
Hong Qian continued, and his voice became deeper, and the whole Mingshu Pavilion fell silent again.
Many ancient disciples opened their mouths, but they couldn't make a sound, their hearts were blocked, and some were lost.
They become disciples of the ancient gods, will they still die?
After hard work, you can't escape the elimination of Heavenly Path?
”I wait for the born spirit, although it can be strengthened through step-by-step cultivation, it seems that it can last forever and enjoy an endless life.”