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Chapter 2580: Emperor Zhen (15)

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    "Hey, your news is out of date. The Seven Emperors have not been resurrected. They are still sleeping. They were actually suppressed by the Panhuang Divine Vein. It will take at least half a year for them to be resurrected!" Suddenly, sitting in the corner of the wine shop, a man watched.  said the homeless man.

    Everyone looked and wanted to scold him, but saw that his cultivation was unfathomable, so they all blocked what they were about to say. The homeless man picked up the wine bottle, Niu took a sip and cleared his throat.  , continued: "Why, you don't believe it? If the Seven Emperors were resurrected, they would have killed Xuanmen long ago. Look, there is no movement at all in Xuanmen. Doesn't this prove something?"

    "That's right!" Some people nodded vaguely, but found it unbelievable, "Panhuang Divine Vein was so powerful that it directly suppressed the resurrection of seven great emperors. He wouldn't have the power of the great emperors."

    "Impossible. If the Panhuang Divine Vein has the power of the emperor, I'm afraid it won't just be as simple as suppressing the seven emperors, but" The person who guessed raised his head and looked around, but in the end he didn't go on, for fear of  What to be afraid of.

    "It was the Holy Saint Zheng Yuanqing who took action, but the Panhuang Divine Vein was quite ferocious. He restrained an emperor who was about to wake up and was unable to get out of the coffin. The scene at that time was simply" The tramp only finished half of what he said, and then  Went to drink his wine again.

    "This makes sense. The Holy Saint takes action. The seven emperors have not yet been born, so they will naturally be suppressed. However, this Panhuang Divine Vein is also fierce enough. It actually suppressed an emperor and could not move!" Those people were all in a hurry.  His heart was palpitating, but in his heart, he had some respect for the Panhuang Divine Vein. After all, those super sect quasi-emperors who came out were very grateful to him.

    Many people even joined the Xuanmen directly after they came out. At this time, the Xuanmen has been rising, and its power is so powerful that it is absolutely superior to any major religion. With Qin Hao here, no force dares to provoke it.

    "It is said that all the people from the barbarian tribe went to the bandit alliance, but there was no fight. This is also strange. When the leader of the bandit alliance entered the barbaric valley, he was beaten out!" someone else mentioned.

    "Only the demonic beast group has disappeared!"

    "Some people have felt the terrifying aura coming out of Lishan Mountain. There are countless monsters, but there are far less than when they are chasing Qin Hao, but they are undoubtedly elites. They seem to be heading towards the Blood Spring Forbidden Area."

    "There is a terrifying strong man who has not emerged from the monster beast tribe, and he is the sworn enemy of the barbarian tribe. As for the barbarian tribe, in fact, they don't have much hatred against the bandit alliance. This time, Panhuang's divine veins induced the monster beasts to trample the seven major religions. In fact,  The reason is because he is holding the sacred object of the barbarian tribe to seduce the monster tribe!" The homeless man said again.

    The people around him were all Tribulation Saints, and they didn't dare to provoke him, or even discuss it. They all looked at him eagerly, as if waiting for him to continue talking.

    The homeless man didn¡¯t say anything when he saw the people around him, so he coughed a few times and shook the gourd: "There is no more wine! Wine is really expensive these days!"

    Everyone saw that he was drunk, but they did not dare to neglect him. A monk immediately took out a small gourd and handed it to the tramp: "Junior, there is a good drunk immortal dream death here, senior, please use it." (Remember this.)  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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