Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

"But you have to promise me two things.

Bai Zhonglou's eyes were deep, staring at Gu Changqing with a deep voice.

Gu Changqing did not respond, and looked at him calmly.

Bai Zhonglou said solemnly, "The first thing is to use the medicine to revive Qing'er.

"The second thing..." Bai Chonglou's eyes suddenly turned cold: "I want 70% of Tiangong's luck!

Outside the ancient bronze mirror.

When Qun Xiu heard what Bai Chonglou said, his face changed drastically!

The first thing is not mentioned.

Just the second thing.

Good luck!

This thing is the root of the rise and fall of a force!

The theory of luck is illusory, but the benefits it brings to the monks are incomparably real and huge.

With luck close to the body, the cultivation can be smooth and smooth, and even if the catastrophe comes, it will not die.

The sect's luck is prosperous, and it can be preserved for eternity!

The pursuit of a monk in his life is nothing more than strength and luck.

However, strength can also be obtained through self-hardship, but luck needs to be accumulated from the sects of the ages.

Bai Zhonglou opened his mouth to ask for 70% of Tiangong's luck, which shows how terrifying his ambition is.

"With the Qicheng luck of the Heavenly Palace, plus the luck of the demon world, Bai Zhonglou should be able to prove immortality very quickly, right?

The group repaired with emotion.

Although immortality is difficult to prove, after all, this luck is too majestic.

"This should also be the reason why Mozunlou needs 70% luck. 55

"After all, the Book of Earth is extremely precious, and between heaven and earth, only luck can be exchanged."

Qun Xiu sighed with emotion, and his heart was sad.

The perception of Baizhonglou is extremely poor.

Everything the Heavenly Emperor did was for the sake of all living beings, but at this time, Bai Zhonglou opened his mouth to the lion in the Heavenly Palace, which was a bit too much!

It's shocking to think about!

Just because Bai Qinger was here, Qun Xiu didn't dare to say anything too outrageous.

At this moment, a cultivator suddenly remembered something and said, "That's not right. 35

"The Emperor should agree at this moment.

"But since that's the case, why did the Heavenly Emperor choose to kill the Demon Respect Building after obtaining the Book from the Earth?"

"You must know that at that time, the Heavenly Palace of Demonic Respect was almost invincible, so why did the Emperor of Heaven choose to kill the Demon Respect Building at this time?

Hearing these words, Qun Xiu was shocked.

Everyone is the top figure in this world, and because of this, at that moment, they all thought of something!

Those eyes, staring at the White Chonglou, seemed to burst out with anger!

"Heavenly Emperor, how did you kill the Demon Respect Building, whose strength has soared?

At this moment, even though they knew that Mo Zun Lou would die in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor, doubts and consternation arose in the hearts of everyone.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

Gu Changqing did not respond.

Just left abruptly, and when the figure disappeared, there was something left.

"Mu Nanzhi must not be ill! 99

"This seat will not be so stupid! Bai Chonglou responded.

Outside the ancient bronze mirror.

The group cultivators all sighed deeply at this moment.

They had already guessed the ending, but this ending was too shocking for the Heavenly Emperor at that time.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

Heavenly Palace!

"Boom."

Just at the end of the Tiangong, just below the grinding wheel.

In that piece of space and time, a deafening roar was constantly emitted.

That piece of time and space was devastated, the cut-off time and space were full of divine blood, and the divine might outside the realm and the divine might of the God of Heaven were raging in the space and time, and it was difficult to disperse for a long time.

The God of Heaven was in a state of embarrassment, and he was bathed in blood.

On the grinding disc, the cracks became more and more hideous, and more foreign powerhouses poured into Bei Xuan.

He didn't know how many enemies he had killed, and his breath was extremely sluggish!

He looks more and more old, and he does not have the heroic appearance of decades ago, but looks like an old man with a lonely back.

He turned his back to all beings.

In front of you is an unimaginably powerful enemy, behind you are all spirits and eternal life, and there is an immeasurable pure land!

He was fighting with his life, but someone behind him was gnawing at his heritage.

Gu Changqing stared at this scene and paused for a long time, inexplicably a little unbearable, and went to talk to God Emperor about the conditions of the tower.

Dayton there for a long time.

Gu Changqing took a step just now and used the funeral bell to temporarily quell the cracks, allowing the old emperor to rest for a while.

"came back?"

The old god's face was a little pale, and he squeezed a smile at him.

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Gu Changqing pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded lightly.

"Baizhonglou has conditions?"

The God of Heaven seemed to have expected it long ago, and looked at him with a chuckle.

There was bitterness in Gu Changqing's eyes, and he said lightly, "I want to revive Qing'er's great medicine, and Tiangong Qicheng's luck.

The God of Heaven nodded, as if he had guessed it a long time ago.

Even when he heard Qicheng Tiangong's luck, there was no trace of shock on his face.

He smiled bitterly: "Qicheng Tiangong's luck, this is not only to take advantage of the opportunity to rise, but also to take advantage of the opportunity to make my Tiangong die...

After a while, the God of Heaven restrained his smile: "Give it to him!

Gu Changqing stared at the God of Heaven with complex eyes.

"Come!!"

The mouth of the God of Heaven resounded through the vast sky, and on the magnificent Nantianmen, there was a phantom of a real dragon erupting.

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That is the golden dragon of luck. It belongs to the luck of the Heavenly Palace. It is controlled by the gate of Nantian. It is related to the rise and fall of the Heavenly Palace. It is extremely important!

"Roar!

The Dragon of Air Luck chanted freely in the sky, and the dragon's roar was thick and heavy, like a thunderous roar, shaking Bei Xuan.

The God of Heaven grinned and waved his hand in a chop shape.

There is divine might erupting like a sword gang, cutting off the golden dragon of luck.

"Roar.

A wailing cry came from the Luck Golden Dragon.

Thirty percent returned to Nantianmen, and the other seventy percent jumped into the lower realm.

That moment.

The heroic appearance of the God of Heaven began to change rapidly.

This middle-aged man with white temples, his hair was sparse and silver in an instant, and wrinkles covered his cheeks.

The golden dragon of luck is equivalent to the old emperor himself, slashing 70%, and it has a great loss of his lifespan!

His posture was bent, and his posture was gone.

"Wait for me for three days, three days later, I will bring you the big medicine.

The God of Heaven said with a light smile, but this smile, how to see it, how bitter.

Gu Changqing did not say anything from the beginning to the end, his eyes were complicated, and the expression on his face was equally complicated.

"Evergreen..."

The God of Heaven lined Gu Changqing's shoulders, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his eyes flickered, but he hesitated.

"wait me back."

He just said that and walked away.

The setting sun in the west is like blood.

That old man, his back... Lonely Xi.