Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

In the sky, the clouds were originally condensed, and the golden light penetrated through the clouds, which has filled most of today. Even inside it can be clearly seen by people, a rapidly forming idol.

But at the moment, under the pressure of Chu Mo's impulse to open the dust, there was a thunderous roar in the clouds of the sky, as if someone was roaring with anger inside.

The golden light was even more flashy. At the same time when it was bleak, the rapidly-formed idol seemed to be moving, as if looking down at Chu Mo under the vast abyss of Handan Mountain in the earth.

"I was created by a generation of barbaric gods, barbarians are open to dust and regret ..." Their voice revealed a great majesty, thunderously spreading all over the world, as the voice came out, the earth shocked, Handan City The mountain where it was located was trembling, and a lot of gravel fell off, and there was dust to lift, but as soon as it came out, it was pressed down by this prestige.

Not only is this the case of Handan City, the surrounding peaks of Yanchi, Andong and Puqiang are also vibrating at the moment. The sound of that voice has caused the horror and shock of countless onlookers below. I do n’t know who is the first to kneel Next, after a while, almost everyone knelt on the ground and worshiped the vague idol in the sky.

In the city of Handan, the crowd was kneeling there in black, and their expression contained a kind of enthusiasm and admiration, looking at the sky, echoing its majestic voice in their ears, this sky condensed a scene of gods, They have never seen most of their lives.

"I have heard that there are three great statues of barbarians, all created by a generation of barbarians, representing the three realms of my barbarians, Kaichen, bone sacrifice, barbaric soul ... I thought this was just a legend ..."

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly ..."

"This is real!"

"Kaichen Idol, this is the Kaichen Idol, one of the three great deities of my barbarians!"

The three tribes of Yanchi, Anton and Puqiang all bowed down and worshipped at the moment, looking at the sky, a **** full of reverence. This **** is everything of the barbarians!

According to legend, in the era when a generation of barbaric gods were, everyone was barbaric, there was no realm, no method of practice ... The barbarian generation, with great power, spent countless years exploring their bodies and creating three The idol has since opened up a realm suitable for my barbarian cultivation, open dust, sacrifice bones, barbaric soul!

The majestic sound of this **** in the sky echoed with its majestic voice, and it spread to Chu Mo's mind as well as everyone's ears.

This voice was originally said to him. Outsiders heard that he could feel his power. Chu Mo here is the center of the whirlpool. The voice was like a million thunder in his heart, as if to collapse his body. Under this roar, he heard the earth-shattering voice.

But Chu Mo just smiled slightly, and who was scared?

"The will of my existence, adhering to the hope of a generation of barbarian gods, opening dust for barbarians ... All blood is thick to the barbarians, and can be blessed by the barbarian god.

The loud voice made the earth shake again.

"Ru ... why not dust!" The gods in the sky blur, and his eyes reveal a bright light. This light reveals an endless golden light. It instantly covers the earth and is covered. It makes the earth look like it is dyed. Gold!

This last sentence, while shaking everyone's body, turned into an echo in Chu Mo's heart, as if countless people were roaring and questioning.

Chu Mo frowned, because with the words of the idol, he even felt the qi and blood that was hard to suppress in his body, and rioted again, a feeling of shocking the dust.

"Why don't you open the dust before reaching the limit? I have my own measure."

Chu Mo growled.

"It is found that those who violated the will of a generation of barbaric gods ... first offense, warning!" His words were still as they were when they started, without any slight fluctuations. With the dispersal of the words, the vague deity gradually dissipated, as if melting in the world The golden light disappeared, hiding in the sky as it dispersed with the billowing clouds.

The earth is silent. This vision has shocked everyone who sees it. This shock is enough to make people choose to be silent, with complex eyes, looking at the abyss under the city of Handan.

This is all the people watching here. For the first time, I saw someone who chose to refuse when they should have opened the dust.

"Who is this person and why is it so ..."

"It turned out to be the blood-clotting consummator, but this person's refusal to open the dust is really elusive."

"It's against the will of a generation of barbarians. I have never heard of this before ..."

Although this incident has temporarily disappeared, Chu Mo is famous. Although he doesn't know who violated the will of the barbarian god, all three of them naturally want to get together.

However, unless the cave where Chu Mo is located, unless he went out by himself, the half-layer in the four-story half-space land created by Handan was not even discovered by Zhou Zuojiao of Tian Hanzong. How could they find it.

After several days of searching, these people dispersed in silence. They did not find any clues here. In their opinion, the mysterious blood-stained person has already left.

Chu Mo took a month to stabilize his qi and blood before slowly leaving the cave.

Chu Mo did not continue to wear a mask, covered his head with a black robe, and slowly walked out of the valley, walking in the secret place of Hanshan in the past, along the way, he saw some people looking for treasure here.

But he didn't care much.

The city of Hanshan is brightly lit, and as the day nears the arrival of Tian Hanzong, the city becomes more and more lively. The three mountain peaks around Handan City are immersed in silence, and each of them has locked up the mountain by itself, preventing all visitors. .

The sunset at dusk looked red, but this red was not as good as burning, but Yuyang. The earth was dyed by this dusk and was in darkness.

An Dongdong, in the gradual passage of this dusk, when the sunset could not be seen at the bottom of the mountain, welcomed a guest who waited for a long time.

Chu Mo put on his mask again and stood at the foot of the mountain peak in eastern An'an. At this moment, the wind blew him in a black robe. He stood there, silently looking at the peak.

"Anton Patriarch, it's been a long time."

Chu Mo's voice was very plain. But as if there were no restrictions, it spread quickly with the entire Andong.

At the next moment, several Changhongs screamed from the top of the mountain.

It is at this moment that a large number of Antonians seem to have received their orders, and quickly drove off the mountain, standing one by one with a look of respect on both sides, forming a welcoming road, winding.

There are seven or eight people in Changhong. When the first person is the Anton patriarch Fang Shen, most of them are followed by the cronies of his ministry, and there is another person, that is the war leader of Anton.

These people came quickly and appeared in front of Chu Mo.

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