Long Feicheng felt something was wrong, so he pulled Long Yixuan all the way down, until he ran to the bottom of the ladder.
"Father, why are you running away? I'm still waiting for that kid to come down so I can kill him."
"Stupid, why are you killing? If you wait a little longer, he will be able to control the world of landscape painting. No one can escape! Everyone, please retreat. I will go to the third palace and you to the second."
Long Feicheng repeatedly emphasized, "If there are landscape paintings, we must find a way to find the regional headquarters and collect the landscape paintings."
When Long Yixuan heard his father's words, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.
After the blood was absorbed by the dragon carving stone platform, he suddenly felt that everything in the landscape world was within his perception. Even the number of people on the ladder was clear to him.
It turns out that the center of the landscape painting world is this dragon sculpture platform. Now it becomes interesting. You can close the door and beat the dog.
"I went and they all ran out. The plan failed!"
Looking at the dragon sculpture platform, it would be better to let him sink into the ladder. It always feels safer.
"Shen."
The dragon-carved stone platform sank with his sound, and gradually sank into the ladder of heaven, disappearing at the top of the ladder.
It was time for the general area officer to go down, so he turned around and walked down step by step, arriving in front of Long Ma Haotian.
"Oh, that's good. We've already climbed to the 270th floor."
When Long Ma Haotian heard this, he said, "Can you please don't mention the word "climbing"? It sounds really uncomfortable."
As soon as Sun Yuntian heard this, he turned around and left. Now, most of the people on the stairs were missing.
Long Ma Haotian followed him until he came to Jiao Pan, and the two gave him a big hug.
When he turned around and looked at the two people behind him, they were not beautiful women, so they were hugging each other, which made him feel a little overwhelmed.
"Look at us two brothers, we have offended all the sea people. Now we go out just to get beaten. When we reach the deep sea, it is their territory. Brother Jiao, what are you going to do?"
"You two are not afraid. I have a lot of brothers with millions of dollars, and you are not afraid!"
After hearing his words, Long Ma Haotian had to preach to Jiao Pan, and the two of them fought against the Hai Clan all the way.
Especially the father and son Zhan Nalong Yixuan, they are all living well now and nothing has happened to them.
When Jiao Pan heard what Long Ma Haotian said, the two of them were really awesome, and he had to admire them.
"By the way, Brother Ryoma, you and I were mixed together with humans. I thought you were dead."
"Bah, bah, bah, your eldest brother, I have a hard life. We will die so easily, and we are ready to conquer those Suzaku girls, no, Suzaku's group of little girls."
Long Ma Haotian puffed up his chest. With his physique, Suzaku's little girls would definitely swarm him when they saw him. It would be so exciting that no one could compare to him.
Jiao Pan thought about it, it must be really refreshing, "Brother, how about taking me with you?"
"Okay, no problem. From now on, follow me, big brother, and I will ensure that you enjoy the hot food, drink spicy food, and seduce all the girls in the world, as well as the descendants of the four great beasts."
Just like that wonderful future was right in front of him, the women who were the descendants of the four divine beasts were all surrounding him.
"Brother, you want to attack the other four continents. Could it be that he is the future Holy Lord of the World? I don't think he looks like it at first glance. You won't be deceived, right?"
No matter how he looks at it, it doesn't look like the future Holy Lord will help others conquer the world. The three protagonists of heaven and earth in ancient times do not conquer the world for themselves.
Sun Yuntian almost fell down when he heard Jiao Pan's words. He didn't like hearing these words. Couldn't he help others conquer the world?
But in retrospect, although the words didn't sound good, he did set a precedent, but maybe in the end, he would end up dead without a burial.
Long Ma Haotian had just thought about it for a long time when Jiao Pan's words woke him up.
He ran to Sun Yuntian and said, "Master, if we turn against you, you will become the Holy Lord of the world, and I, Longma Haotian, will be the marshal of the world's soldiers and horses. What do you think?"
Longma Haotian's words sounded good, but his mother's situation was really difficult, but we'll talk about it later after Suzaku.
"What are you three boys talking about?"
"It turns out that the nine seniors, Sun Yuntian, are disturbing your peace."
Ying Long never imagined how capable this boy was, with a dragon and horse following behind him, and even his little master following him.
"I would like to ask some seniors, is it better for the chosen one to conquer the world, or to help others conquer the world?"
Long Ma Haotian doesn't care. If he can't convince his master, then let's see what the seniors say.
"That's a good question, little guy. The Chosen One was born according to destiny. He is destined to put an end to chaos in the world, wipe out all the demons in the world, and bring the spiritual martial arts world to its peak."
After a pause, he said solemnly, "On the contrary, if you cannot become a Holy Lord and help others to bring peace to the world, you will definitely be killed by that Holy Emperor in the future."
"And there is no true chosen one in the Lingwu world. After the entire three thousand realms are unified, the trolls will definitely break through the seal. By then, the entire world will be destroyed, including the two realms of immortals and gods!"
Yan Long glanced at the three of them and said, "Brother is right. The chosen one is related to the rise and fall of the Three Realms. You can't be careless and help others conquer the world. That would be harming others and yourself."
"But I just don't know if there have been a few stars in a row now. It's easy to say that there are seven or eight stars. At most, the Lingwu world will be destroyed."
Long Ma Haotian was now happy. Several seniors were experts. Their words must be considered by the master, and he no longer needed to persuade them.
Sun Yuntian felt that the senior in front of him was speaking too harshly. At most, the Lingwu world would destroy the world. Could it be that the people in the lower world were not destined to die.
"Two seniors, what you said is a bit serious. How can the chosen son of the spiritual martial arts world still affect the two worlds of immortals and gods?"
Regarding trolls, he had heard the clone of Emperor Xuanwu once talk about them on the ancient battlefield.
"Seniors, what will happen to the Nine Stars Lianzhu?" Long Ma Haotian said again, let's see if he is in a hurry.
"What, nine stars in a row, then we must find the Chosen Son. The nine of us will lead all the saints in the landscape world to help the Chosen Son unify the spiritual martial arts world as soon as possible."
The nine people were really anxious. There were only three years left until Jiuxinglianzhu was born, but they just didn't know how long it had been.
Long Ma Haotian said happily, "Well, this is not in front of your eyes."
When Ying Long heard this, no wonder the two little guys just said something contrary to each other. It turned out to be this.
Yinglong immediately told Sun Yuntian that since he was the Chosen Son, he could not act recklessly. Nine stars appeared in a row, and the Chosen Son was also the Chosen Son of the Three Realms, so he had to make a decision immediately.
You must not be used by others, otherwise you will be robbed by others, and all your destiny will really come to an end for the Three Realms.
"Nine stars appeared in a row. How long has it been since three years? How many continents have been unified?" This is what everyone wants to ask.
"Several seniors, half of three years have passed, and only Qinglong is unified!" Long Ma Haotian said, fearing not to be confused.
"What, half of three years have passed and the continent has just been unified? That means there is still one and a half years left."
Sun Yuntian and Long Ma Haotian were confused. We had a good two and a half years. We didn't have much time, but it turned into a year and a half.
Zhulong was the only woman among the nine. Wearing red clothes, she looked at the two of them and said, "You must be confused. This is about the secrets of prehistoric times and ancient times."
""Let's talk about the great battle in the ancient times. After Wuji and the Spirit Formation unified the Tianwu, they defeated the giant in a tragic battle and sealed the seriously injured ancient giant. "
She licked her red lips and said, "That's why we are now. The ancient battlefield you call is actually the ancient battlefield. After the war of every era, the son of destiny needs to use his avatar to take over the guard."
“As for the heaven-shattering battle during the Great Desolation, the world spirits sealed all the remaining giant spirits into the extreme space created by Supreme Qin Yuanming during the Great Desolation.
In fact, it is to conduct extreme trials for human geniuses and cultivate more extreme talents and true extreme supremes.
Anyone who is less than a hundred years old in the Lingwu Emperor realm can enter it and undergo a one-year life and death trial. "
Longma Haotian and Jiao Pan began to feel dejected. They both had no hope. Whoever predicted the hundred-year-old Lingwu Emperor realm was simply bullshit.
Zhulong smiled charmingly and held the long hair between his eyebrows with his right hand. He was almost fascinated by Longma Haotian and Jiaopan. Their throats were moving non-stop, and they were almost drooling.
"But, I heard that the mounts of the geniuses of mankind can be brought in. How about this news?"
"How about I become your mount and go in with you?"
Long Ma Haotian and Jiao Pan were circling around the candle dragon.
"I'm afraid this won't work. I am the same as you, hahaha!"
Jiao Pan is so disappointed, she looks so beautiful, how can she be like them.
Long Ma Haotian's hands began to be dishonest and went up to Zhulong's waist.
"How about you be my mount and I take you in."
He said that his hands were not honest, and he touched Zhulong's waist with a rather vulgar expression.
"Pah, you're eating my mother's tofu, isn't it delicious?"
He raised his hand and started beating him, knocking Longma Haotian down, riding on him and beating him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
"Ah ah ah, it hurts, be gentle!"
Listening to the scream, those who didn't know thought they were making piston movements.
Long Ma Haotian screamed very loudly. The more he yelled at Zhulong, the harder he beat him. The guy just kept talking and was so mean.
Jiao Pan looked at his eldest brother with an expression of contempt for you, but he didn't know that his eldest brother was too cheap.
Sun Yuntian was speechless. He used to know that Long Ma Haotian was a ruffian, but he turned out to be very mean.
The guy's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked like he was enjoying it when he screamed. He was almost hopeless and extremely cheap.
The other guy was yelling, and with all his hands free, he climbed up to Zhulong's haunches, screamed, and pressed down hard with his hands.
I've seen his performance, it's funny every year, but this year he can't be saved, he won't really show his feelings.
If that was really the case, he would really be convinced. Besides, the age gap was too far apart, at least several million years old.
Don't beat me if you feel comfortable. I am not afraid that I can bear the beating. The louder you scream, the other person will not stop.
Screaming is also a technical job. The harder you beat me, the better it will be. It makes me feel better when she feels good.
The guy got up and put up a big tent, directly behind Zhulong.
Zhulong's hand softened, and he raised his hand and exerted force. Zhulong lay down on the ground, and their mouths were facing each other.
A great opportunity, if he didn't take action now, he would wait until later. Long Ma Haotian directly used his hands to press Zhulong's head and wouldn't let go.
It's hopeless, it's Sun Jiasong again. If the two of them get together, they will definitely have a long talk and exchange experiences.
Ying Long pulled Sun Yuntian away and his brothers laughed silently as they walked.
Their sixth sister and sixth sister have a fierce temper, and ordinary people really can't control it. They didn't expect to be controlled by a new generation, maybe the old tree will bloom.
Jiao Pan looked back as he walked, and now he admired his elder brother a little. He really couldn't learn from his experience.
First of all, you have to be able to take a beating, secondly, you have to be thick-skinned, and most importantly, you have to be yelled at enough.
"Boy, I think you are not very old in terms of bone age. To be able to achieve such a level of cultivation is because of your good talent, your fearless heart, your hard work, and your luck."
"But the chosen one has to fight, let alone the monks who have to fight with heaven. How can you abandon the common people in the three realms and ignore them?"
Sun Yuntian had four hardest choices. One was his mother, and the other was he was afraid that there would be a rift between the brothers, which would lead to war.
The third is that he can't bear to attack his imperial uncle, and the fourth is the most difficult thing to deal with, his wife Qin Changqin, and his daughter.
There are too many ties and worries. It is really a dilemma between loyalty and righteousness. I can only rely on my father to convince my mother.
Brothers can only let them make their own choices in the final battle, and he will respect everyone's choice.
"Senior, I will let Qin rule the world, but when the world-destroying war comes, I will also take back the power of my chosen son."
"When the time comes, I will use the art of clones to cultivate a pair of ordinary talents, and let my men set up various princes to attack Qin. I will change my surname to Lingwu and establish the Han Dynasty."
This is also his only way. Over the past year or so, he has thought of various methods countless times, but this method is the only one that works, and he does not need to do it himself.
He will also find a way to help Changqin build an ordinary clone to create the future emperor and empress, which can be regarded as repaying the debt of conquering Qin.
"Young man, you have decided to rule the Lingwu world in Qin Dynasty for more than ten years.
However, you have to handle the affairs in Qin's country well. If my prediction is correct, Qin should be the descendant of Hongmeng Qin Yuanming, and you will have a karmic relationship by then. "
Even if it is cause and effect, the Han court will have to pay it back by then. Although the Han conquered the Qin, the Han was also the continuation of the Qin, and he was half of the Qin blood.
"Take away my destiny and unify it with Qin, and the emperor's destiny will be established in the Han Dynasty for more than ten years. The two camps will attack the Qin and Han families. There is no such thing as fraud in the world."
"Boy, what you are saying is that even history books cannot explain it. The struggle between the Qin and Han Dynasties for more than ten years was the work of one family."
"It's getting harder and harder for me to see how deep you are. If I can really succeed, the battle to destroy the world will not succeed."
The two of them were talking together, and at the foot of Tianti Mountain, there was a wonderful, wonderful fairy sound, like the low and low fluctuations played by a fairy harp.
Longma Haotian is working hard, reclaiming wasteland and sweating like rain, and the rain is nourishing the wasteland.
And Zhulong is like a peasant woman. From time to time, she will help the peasant gentleman, wiping her hands and humming the sounds of nature, and the two of them will sing more and more together.
Ying Long talked about what he should do next and collect the other two landscape paintings. Long Ma Haotian and Zhu Long also happened to appear.
Zhulong's face was full of spring breeze, becoming more charming, with a mature smell, and his skin was smooth and radiant.
"Hey, I thought yours would last for three to five days, so how come you're done with it in two days?"
Sun Yuntian looked at the two of them and joked that they had been together for so long that they didn't even know what year it was.
"Brother, your nose is bruised and your face is swollen, doesn't it hurt?"
Jiao asked Long Ma Haotian why he still looked so proud, which was thought-provoking.
右手搂着烛龙的柳枝腰，龙马浩天道 “小子你懂个啥，打是情骂是爱，不打不揍那来爱。”
A group of people were laughed at by his crooked reasoning, but Jiao Pan just didn't understand.
Zhulong touched Longma Haotian's face and said, "Does it still hurt?"
"No pain!"
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