Heavenly Lord Asura

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"Skin Roll..."

The soul-suppressing monument pondered for a while, and said in surprise: "Could it be that the book is sealed..."

"Soul Resurrection Monument, don't talk about it!"

The old man who appeared later shouted.

Wutian glanced at the old man, then turned to look at the monument to the soul, and asked, "Senior, what seal?"

"Wu Tian, ​​trust me?"

The monument to the soul of the soul does not answer questions.

"Come again?"

Wutian frowned.

After asking this question last time, treat him as a meat shield.

What do you think of him this time?

Seeing through Wutian's thoughts, the monument to the soul of the soul said with a smile: "Don't worry, this time I will definitely not cheat you."

Wutian looked at him suspiciously, and finally nodded and said: "I believe you."

The soul town monument said: "Well, now I will tell you, the one that appears behind is your grandfather, and the one that appears before is a fake!"

"How sure?"

No wonder.

The old man who came out first yelled: "Singing Soul Monument, you can't talk nonsense!"

The soul of the town monument sneered: "I'm talking nonsense, then you tell me now, what is the seal inside that animal skin roll? If you can say your name, I will believe you."

The old man squinted his eyes slightly, and he lowered his head to think.

"Don't pretend, there are no more than ten people who know the seals in the animal skin scroll, and anyone who knows can answer it as soon as possible, because this thing is so important."

"And now you pretend to be meditating. Although you can't see any flaws, you don't know that your meditation is the biggest flaw!"

Shouted half of the town soul monument.

The old man roared: "Impossible, there is nothing in the world that the deity does not know!"

The old man who appeared later sneered and said: "So confident, it seems that you must be his person, dare to come to seduce my grandson's soul, and now the old man will let you die!"

His big old hand turned into eagle claws and grabbed the old man's heavenly spirit cover!

The old man shouted sharply: "Father, you must dare to kill the deity, the creation **** can't spare you!"

"Father God!"

Wutian was taken aback, and looked back at the old man who appeared backwards inconceivably.

The same is true for Xuanyuanao, looking at the old man's eyes, full of disbelief!

Is he actually the **** father who opened human civilization in the legend?

The two looked at the half-section of the Monument to the Soul of the Soul. The monument to the Soul of the Soul did not have the slightest surprise, apparently they already knew the true identity of Longshan.

"Hmph, the creation **** wants to kill the old man, it is not so easy, let me see now, which rat generation you are!"

Father God snorted coldly, the old big hand didn't exude the slightest momentum, and there was not even a trace of shock in the void, but the old face of another old man was full of terror!

Even before that big hand fell, he was already beaten!

The old man screamed: "Father, if you really dare to kill the deity, the deity will now die with your grandson and the star realm!"

Father God raised his eyebrows.

The big falling hand suddenly stretched out his five fingers, and slapped the old man's face with a slap, leaving a bright red palm print.

That mouth and teeth were all broken, spurted out with blood!

then.

The figure and appearance of the old man began to change.

Soon, a burly man appeared in Wutian's sight!

God the Father looked at the burly man, and suddenly said: "It turns out it is you, Qingling God."

The Qingling God Venerable stared at God Father bitterly, and said gloomily: "Old guy, today is considered the deity's confession, but don't be proud, you can keep the dead, but you can't keep him. Hands!"

God the Father doubted: "The old man is very puzzled. Tian'er is only a perfect man, and he has no grievances and no enmity with you. Why do you want to hurt him so far?"

The Qingling **** sneered: "No grievances and no enmity? Old fellow, ask yourself, what did your grandson do in the battlefield of gods?"

God the Father looked at Wutian suspiciously.

Wutian's current brain is very messy, so he turned a blind eye to the gaze of God the Father and was immersed in doubts.

The **** Qingling glanced at Wutian and sneered: "The deity is here to tell you that your good grandson is on the battlefield of the gods. He wants to be disadvantageous to the young lady, and even destroys the son's clone. This makes the son very angry. Now the son personally orders. Wu Tian must be taken back and handed over to him for personal disposal!"

"That's it."

Father God showed a daze, and said with disdain: "Isn't it just a clone? If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. What's the big deal?"

The Qingling Divine Venerable's eyes sank, and he said sternly, "Old fellow, you dare to blaspheme the son's supernatural power, tell you, the son's anger is not something you can bear!"

Father God shook his head and said: "In the eyes of the old man, he is just a little hairy head. You can go back and pass a message to him. If you dare to send someone to trouble the old man and grandchildren, the old man will let him taste it. It belongs to my father God. Anger!"

"you……"

The Qingling God yelled angrily, but before the words came out, the father said lightly: "You can go away."

"Well, you old thing, let's wait and see!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Green Spirit God Venerable, and he pressed a cruel word, and his figure flashed away without a trace.

"Ye Xiuling..."

"Ye Dian..."

Father God looked at the front and hesitated a little, a flash of light in his eyes.

He turned to look at Wutian, his old face was full of smiles, kind and kind, and smiled: "Tian'er, why don't you see Grandpa saying a word?"

Wutian trembled, glanced at the old man in front of him, and asked, "Are you really Grandpa?"

The Father God walked up to Wutian, patted his head lightly, and nodded: "Silly boy, it's really grandpa. The monument to the soul can testify."

The town soul monument smiled and said: "Yes, Wutian, your grandfather is the Father God, and the Father God is your grandfather, and my body is made by your grandfather. The ancient Scorpio is also your grandfather and those great men who jointly sealed it in Scorpio Ridge. "

Wutian looked at the Monument to the Soul of the Soul, then looked at the Father God, still a little bit unbelievable.

Father God said with a dark face, displeased: "You stinky boy, you just saw the fake Qingling god, you were crying so hard, now you see the real grandfather, but you are still hesitating, honestly, don't you want to recognize me? Is this grandpa?"

"No no!"

Wutian hurriedly shook his head, and said in pain: "I'm really afraid of being deceived. The deception again and again has left me scarred, and I'm really tired."

"Ugh!"

The monument to the soul sighed softly and stopped speaking.

God the Father did not speak any more.

They all know that the current Wutian needs to calm down.

The stone monument flew to the side of God Father, and whispered: "God Father, why are you back?"

Father God said: "Before the old man was on a whim and used the magic of fate to calculate it, and it turned out that you were in danger, so the old man asked a clone to come."

The Soul Town Monument was surprised: "Are you just a clone now?"

Father God nodded and said: "The deity can't leave that battlefield yet."

"It's just a clone!"

Xuanyuan Ao was stunned to hear from the side.

Facing a avatar, the so-called Azure Spirit God Venerable didn't have the slightest strength to fight back. How powerful is that God Father's deity?

The Soul Suppressing Monument continued to ask: "Father, how is the battle going?"

Father God sighed: "A word is hard to say, don't worry, just suppress the ancient Scorpio. If one accidentally lets Scorpio get out of trouble, we will enter the situation of being attacked in the belly."

"I know."

The monument to the soul replied, with a deep respect in his tone.

God the Father looked at Wutian and smiled: "Tian'er, haven't you been relieved? In the memory of the old man, you are not so vulnerable."

Wutian took a deep breath, sorted out his emotions, raised his head to look at the kind old man in front of him, and smiled: "The grandson is indeed very strong on weekdays, but now it's not the grandfather who will come. You have to pretend to be pitiful, right? "

"You bastard!"

God Father laughed and cursed, his eyes were very pleased.

"Grandpa, welcome back."

Wutian opened his arms and took the initiative to hug the old man, smelling the familiar smell, feeling the warmth in that embrace, and feeling particularly at ease.

"My God, congratulations on your growing up."

Father God smiled.

Both grandpa and grandson felt sour, and a layer of mist filled their eye sockets, blurring their vision.

Wutian asked, "Grandpa, how long have we not seen each other?"

Father God said: "It's almost 20,000 years~www.wuxiaspot.com~maybe more than that."

Wutian melancholy said: "How many days, days, nights and nights, I have been thinking about my grandfather, hoping that grandpa can come and see me, even if I only have one look, I am very satisfied, but it has always been a luxury. "

Father God apologized: "I'm sorry, it was Grandpa who let you down, and Grandpa didn't fulfill the responsibility of being a grandpa."

Wutian smiled and said: "Grandpa, you didn't disappoint me because you are back now. As for the responsibility, let your grandson take care of you in the future!"

"Stupid boy."

God Father rubbed his head, his eyes were full of smiles, and he sighed: "It's so fast. You used to be a rascal in Grandpa's arms, but now you are taller than Grandpa. You have really worked hard these years."

Wutian stood up straight and said proudly: "Don't others say that it is bitter first and sweeter later? Although I have had a hard time these years, at least I am more talented than my peers."

Now he is like a child who pleases his parents, triumphant.

"Yes, with your current achievements, let alone your peers, even those of the older generation are already beyond the reach. This is the result I want to see."

God the Father admired and said, "Tian'er, know why Grandpa left you without saying a word, even creating the illusion of death?"

Wutiandao: "Anyway, you don't want to let me learn to be independent."

Father God smiled helplessly, and said: "You are right, I really made you learn to be independent, because you were not an ordinary person. If you don't sharpen your temperament, no matter how talented you are, your future achievements are limited."

Wutian rolled his eyes.

Do these living fossils like to play this set?

What experience, what temper, what achievement, what is not an ordinary person, is really enough.

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