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Volume One Chapter 342 Three Thousand Red Dusts and Li Mingyuan of the Supreme Religion

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    "It turned out to be the legendary silver talisman. I didn't expect that part of the most mysterious book circulating in the heavens would be found by the Emperor of Heaven."

    Looking at the silver talisman in front of him, Chen Jiu sighed. He has the golden book, and the silver talisman is right in front of him. He doesn¡¯t know where the legendary jade seal is. If he collects all the heavenly books, he doesn¡¯t know what magical changes will happen.

    "You must not miss this kind of good thing, and there is no reason to miss it." Chao Xiaoyu looked at Chen Jiu.

    Mu Qingyi looked at Chen Jiu with a pair of talking eyes: "It would be unjust to not keep such treasures in your pocket."

    A green light flashed in Chen Jiu's hand. This green light wrapped around Chen Jiu's arm and passed through the restriction without any hindrance.

    Mu Qingyi exclaimed: "Chen Jiu, are you the illegitimate son of the Emperor of Heaven? Why do I feel that the Emperor of Heaven's palace is as easy as entering your own home for you?"

    Chen Jiu took a photo with his big hand, and the silver talisman fell into his palm instantly. A golden light flashed in his eyes, and the green light in his hand disappeared. Chen Jiu picked up the silver talisman and said, "Those who have seen it have a share. The three of us can understand it together, but  Don¡¯t forget one important thing before enlightening yourself.¡±

    With that said, Chen Jiu took a look at the palace of the Emperor of Heaven: "Don't forget to find out where the restrictions are that control the yellow scarf warriors in the palace. As long as you hold the restriction, these yellow scarf warriors will not be ravaged by us."

    "Be careful, the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors has planted a ban in your body. Don't be like a normal person. Let's fight with him first. After he pulls out the ban, we will fall out with him." Chao Xiaoyu's face was full of nervousness.

    Chen Jiu's eyes revealed a contemptuous smile: "It's just to paralyze the old antique. Otherwise, I can refine it in just one breath."

    "Let's search around, and go out as soon as we find it. The matter of Lingxiao Palace cannot be delayed. Who knows when those people will be found? The leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors may not fight with the monks. Maybe we will be killed in the blink of an eye.  sold".

    Looking at the several dragon beds in front of him, Chen Jiu showed a look of regret: "I am sitting on the dragon veins of the heavens, and I have been practicing thousands of miles, but I can't take away such treasures. It is really the greatest regret in my life."

    "You regard the restrictions in the Heavenly Palace as nothing. At worst, we can just come back and practice hard after we win the treasure," Mu Qingyi stepped forward to comfort him.

    Chen Jiuyi smiled: "That's right. The forbidden seat in this heavenly palace is regarded as nothing, and with the blessing of the Haotian Mirror, who can have an advantage over me?"

    Three people were talking and hunting for treasures in the Emperor's palace. At this time, the situation in the Emperor's palace was tense.

    The monsters in scale armor are holding a variety of weapons.  Standing not far away, he confronted the golden warrior guarding the palace gate.

    The leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors closed his eyes tightly.  Treat the monsters in front of you as nothing.  The yellow scarf warriors behind them also had peaceful faces, their eyes full of disdain.

    Relying on the old and selling the youngest?  .

    This group of yellow scarf warriors have lived long enough to even be with the Heavenly Palace.  When it comes to living a long life, except for those old antiques, who can match them.

    Both sides remained motionless, and the atmosphere was stagnant.

    One side didn't move because it was stalling for time, and the other side didn't move because it didn't take the other side seriously. At first, the golden leader wanted to kill all the monsters present to prevent the other side from leaking the news about the Emperor's palace, but  Who knew that these goblins were extremely clever, and before they could take action, they waved their hands and saw countless streams of light flying towards the distance, and the golden leader could not stop them.

    "I, the Demon Crown Prince, have met my predecessors." A golden stream of light flashed in the distance, accompanied by dragon roars. The Demon Crown Prince with the majesty of the emperor fell in front of the demons. Behind the Demon Crown Prince, a series of  The stream of light covered the sky and sun, and instantly fell behind the Demon Crown Prince.

    Looking at the streaks of light, and then at the demon crown prince who is as rich as jade, the golden leader's face gradually became serious.

    Slowly opening his eyes, his words revealed a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity: "You are the prince of the current demon emperor."

    The Demonic Crown Prince nodded, holding one hand behind his back: "Exactly."

    "What do you mean by coming to heaven?" The leader of the Yellow Turban seemed not to understand what everyone meant.

    The Demon Crown Prince raised his chin slightly: "Senior, since he is on duty in this Heavenly Court, he should naturally know that this Heavenly Court originally belonged to our Demon Clan. Later, the first Heavenly Lord appeared in the human race and robbed our Demon Clan's luck. I would like to ask Senior to come here today."  A convenience.¡±

    The leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors had deep eyes: "You are telling me this because you want to enter the palace behind me. Although this place used to be the palace of the demon clan, things have changed. This place now belongs to the human race. As a palace,  Guardian, there is no way to say whether I will provide convenience or not. As long as you can defeat me, you can do whatever you want in Fangtian Palace.?¡±.

    "It seems that this junior has no choice but to offend me." The Demonic Crown Prince paused in his hand and was about to seal the seal when he saw the entire thirty-third heaven shaking, and then he saw three thousand threads shooting from there.  The place is overwhelming and the space is slightly distorted.

    "The Three Thousand Worlds of the Supreme Religion" The demon prince's eyes narrowed slightly and the movements in his hands stopped.

    A monster next to the Demon Crown Prince whispered: "When we came in, we didn't hear that anyone from the Supreme Religion was here."

    The Demonic Crown Prince looked at the void, with an inexplicable change flashing in his eyes: "As the largest sect in the world, how could the Supreme Sect of Feast Feast not step in? Did you just see the thirty-third heaven shaking?"  That was the leader of the Supreme Religion who personally split the void and sent the young master of the Supreme Religion in."

    "So strong and domineering, I think only the Demon Emperor and the Human Emperor can rival him," the man said with a hint of envy.

    The Demon Crown Prince did not say a word. Both the Demon Emperor and the Human Emperor can only fight against the Supreme Being with the blessing of luck. Without the blessing of the huge luck of the two ethnic groups, they may be at a slight disadvantage.

    ¡°I wonder if it¡¯s the Taoist brother from the Supreme Religion who is here?¡± The Demonic Crown Prince clasped his hands in his fists.

    Three thousand silk threads in the sky suddenly transformed into a man dressed in white as snow, with long black hair and bright eyes: "I, Li Mingyuan, am a disciple of the Taishangjiao and have met the Demonic Crown Prince.  ".

    The leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors over there looked at the young man walking out of the three thousand mortal world. He didn't know what he thought of, and looked at Li Mingyuan with a little fear.

    "These are the three thousand mortals left by the First Heavenly Lord?" Although the tone of the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors was doubtful, his eyes were full of conviction.

    "Exactly, you have good eyesight." Li Mingyuan looked at the yellow scarf warrior and smiled gently.

    "I don't know why the Taishang Religion is asking for it. If you dare to trespass into the Heavenly Court, maybe you are not afraid that the First Heavenly Lord will come back to trouble you. I didn't expect that after so many years, the Taishang Religion is still the largest sect in the world."

    "Hahaha, as long as my Supreme Master's elders are alive, my Supreme Master will live forever." Li Mingyuan's tone was gentle, but his actions showed his arrogance.

    "Back then, the First Heavenly Lord once issued an order that no one from the Supreme Religion would ever be allowed to ascend to heaven. Is it possible that you, the Supreme Religion, now dare to violate the decree of the First Heavenly Lord?"

    Li Mingyuan looked at the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors with gloomy eyes, as if he had been stabbed in the foot by the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors: "What do you know? How much do you know about the secrets of the heavens? How dare you use the decree of the First Heavenly Lord to suppress me?  , let you see the power of my Three Thousand Red Dusts."

    Three thousand worlds of mortals contain three thousand worlds. As long as you fall into it, you will never be able to escape with your helplessness and great perseverance.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? How many people come here not for profit, and not for fame.

    "Huh, Three Thousand Red Dusts was made by the First Heavenly Master who personally took the endless energy of the Red Dust. I just don't know how much power you can exert with these Three Thousand Red Dusts. You must know that the Three Thousand Red Dusts used by the First Heavenly Lord back then were  You can pull the heavens into the mortal world, but don¡¯t tarnish the names of these three thousand mortals.¡± Although the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors is deeply afraid of the name of the First Heavenly Lord, no matter how good the magic weapon is, it still depends on who uses it.  , a disciple of the younger generation is like a child playing with a sword, not only hurting others, but the one who is most likely to be hurt is himself.

    Li Mingyuan snorted coldly, and a colorful silk thread flew out of his sleeve in an instant, winding towards the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

    The leader sneered, clenched his fists, and his whole body was exuding a gleaming precious light, like a peerless god, standing in the heavens.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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