Chapter 1220 (1/2)
In Tianji hall, Liang Huashao waited patiently for Chen Mo's reply. His body lost its brilliance, and the energy of the powerful man was slowly fading away, and his eyes were dim.
Tong lingyao reached out and grabbed Chen Mo's arm, shaking desperately: ”brother Chen Mo, you'll agree to the old ancestor's entreaties. Anyway, it's a piece of work for you.”
”What's more, you don't want your grandfather to have regrets and die in peace. ”
after hearing this, Chen Mo nodded slightly, and Liang Huashao's face immediately showed a smile.
”Little friend, I'm gone.”
”If you give it to you, I'll be dead without regret. By the way, when I die, there will be a seven star token. If you take it, you can dominate the seven palaces, and anyone who is disrespectful to you can be killed.”
Liang Huashao's body was completely transparent and turned into a dark star token. The token appeared in the air. The front of the token was engraved with seven star beads, and the back was printed with sun, moon, mountain and river.
Whoa!
The token falls into Chen Mo's hands and blooms with brilliance and simplicity. Chen Mo's eyes twinkle slightly. ”This should be a seven star token, but how do you use it?”
Tong lingyao walked forward two steps, looked at the Seven Star token and envied him: ”the Seven Star token is the headmaster's keepsake of the Tianmen sect. If you hold the Seven Star token, you can kill anyone who dares to disrespect you.”
”That's it
Chen Mo secretly congratulates him. Isn't it easier for him to help Liang Feiyun by holding the imperial sword? However, Chen Mo knows nothing about Suan Tianmen and needs to understand it.
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”What's the matter? Why do I feel that a breath is dissipating, as if the power of the strong God dissolves again. Is it true that the ancestor has become a monk
In a training room in Suan Tianmen, a man in black was frowning. He pinched his fingers with both hands and calculated the cause and effect relationship. Soon, his face was a little ugly.
”Ancestor He is not Does the sky drop evil spirit
The middle-aged man shook himself and left the training room.
At the same time, the rest of the great men in the gate of heaven all feel the breath of the strong man dissipating. There is no need to guess. This is the phenomenon of the great man sitting down.
In Suan Tianmen, Liang Huashao is the most powerful, and the rest are Yuanying's perfect state.
Liang Huashao's fall was a sudden blow to Suan Tianmen.
You know, the situation in Suan Tianmen is very bad.
After liang Huashao's fall, the overall strength of Suan Tianmen has greatly declined, and it is likely to be reduced to a second-class force. Nowadays, many people are panicked, but they secretly think about their own interests.
After all, Liang Huashao is dead, no matter how much sorrow is more important than interests.
Soon, many friars came to Tianji palace, but Tong lingyao and strange men came into view.
Strange man holding a seven star token, the whole person is in the ordinary, far from people feel like a hairy boy, took the dog's luck, got the Seven Star token.
”Who are you?”
Liang Long was the one who spoke. He had a hot temper and could not bear to say: ”this is the territory of Shuan Tianmen. You are so innocent, but you have a seven star token. Are you the one who killed me?”
As the voice fell, many monks of the gate of heaven all looked at Chen Mo with hatred.
When this guy came to Shuan Tianmen, his ancestor fell down inexplicably. He still had the token of Suan Tianmen in his hand. There is no need to guess. He is not a good kind. He must be the devil that everyone yelled at.
In the crowd, standing a dignified man, he looked at Chen Mo and said coldly: ”boy, hand over the Seven Star order, and judge yourself. If you don't comply, don't blame us for killing you.”
”Liang Tian is right. He killed his ancestor. His crime is unforgivable. How can we tolerate him living?”