The gods of Lingxu, Tiangong and Bejia have always called him He Xiao.
"Long time no see." The weak candlelight cast a ruthless light on Emperor Jiuyou's black armor, "Nai Luotian."
Aunt Zhu was shocked.
Nai Luotian?
The righteous god of the Kshatriya gods?
Aunt Zhu accompanied He Lingchuan on his travels. She had long heard about He Lingchuan's life experience from Dong Rui, and also knew about his entanglement with Nai Luotian.
But why did He Lingchuan summon this demon at this time and place?
The space in the temple was very small, so Nai Luotian's voice seemed particularly dull: "Are you brave enough to summon me? The entire God Realm is looking for you."
He Lingchuan smiled: "If Miao Zhantian dares to dig out Qianhuan's hole, he should be prepared to die in advance, right?"
Capturing the ancient true immortals is not a matter of searching for something. Even if you are a righteous god, you will end up being miserable if you trust too much.
Nai Luotian asked instead: "Where is my clone?"
He knew clearly that his clone was not dead yet, but he was unable to establish communication with it.
To put it simply, this clone has lost contact in the human world.
Although it is incredible, the only person who can do this is He Lingchuan.
No, it’s a square pot!
"Your clone is living well and sleeping soundly." For Narutian's clone and other monsters captured by Chaos, the Forest of Mist is a place of eternal rest and a prison from which there is no escape.
Nai Luotian was very depressed.
The clone is still there, but due to the rules, he cannot send another clone to the lower world.
In other words, without resorting to other powers, he could not do anything to He Lingchuan in front of him for the time being.
He also had to admit that He Lingchuan won that trip to the Panlong Desert.
"Where is this?" He sensed something strange around him, "Whose temple is it?"
"Baizhantian." He Lingchuan pointed at the fragment of the statue on the ground, "I'll drag it down and let you sit on it."
"..." This boy can really find trouble for Him!
If Nai Luotian comes here, Bai Zhan Tian will definitely know afterward!
The aura of the gods is difficult to deceive from each other.
In this way, the gods of Lingxu knew that He Lingchuan had something to do with Nailuotian.
Sigh, annoying.
"What do you want from me?" This question should be asked from the beginning.
He was also very straightforward and stopped talking about the clone as soon as the conversation changed. For the sake of his own safety, the kid in front of him would definitely trap his clone to the end of the world. Unless he one day personally descends to the realm, there is really nothing he can do to He Lingchuan.
He Lingchuan was also straightforward: "When Miaozhantian fell, how did the Lingxu gods react?"
Nai Luotian's voice raised a little higher: "You came to me to ask for the reaction of the Lingxu people?"
"It's better to ask them than to ask you. You can see it most clearly." Kshatriya and the Lingxu people are very difficult to deal with, and they are opponents in most cases. Generally speaking, the people who know the Lingxu people best are probably theirs.
Enemy.
If He Lingchuan asked a small Kamino god, their ranking would be too low and they might not be able to provide much useful information.
This is such a delicate period, and He Lingchuan hopes to obtain accurate information.
"Ha." Nai Luotian will not easily follow his wishes, "You have to tell me first, how did Miao Zhantian fall?"
The whole world wants to know this question.
Now he has the opportunity to hear it firsthand from those who have experienced it.
Rumors spread across the Shining Gold Plains that Miao Zhantian had died at the hands of Emperor Jiuyou.
Of course no one in the world of gods believes it.
Emperor Jiuyou, in the final analysis, is just a mortal who pretends to be a god.
There is absolutely no way that mortal power can resist the Great God!
This man named He was astute, not only shameless, but also not afraid of death. He simply used Miao Zhantian's death to build momentum for himself!
He Lingchuan didn't take Qiao either, "I killed Miao Zhantian, and it's true."
Nai Luotian was unhappy: "If you want to exchange information, you must at least show sincerity."
"I said it, it's true." He Lingchuan raised his hand, and the Fusheng knife pierced the ground, "Miao Zhantian died under this knife."
"Miao Zhantian and you are as different as clouds and mud!" Nai Luotian laughed, "Are you worthy of killing Miao Zhantian?"
Looking at the entire God Realm, who dares to boast about this kind of Haikou?
It is precisely because He knows so well the power of the righteous God that he finds the words of this humble human being really funny.
He Lingchuan took out a golden scale from his arms and placed it on the table:
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"His treasure."
This is Miao Zhantian's personal treasure, and Nai Luotian also recognizes it. But since Miao Zhantian has fallen, He Lingchuan has many ways to obtain the trophies.
He was silent for a few moments, then suddenly asked: "Where is Master Qianhuan, is he dead or alive?"
"It's still confusing the world." He Lingchuan put away the golden scale, "I can't say more about the rest."
This answer has so many meanings that Nai Luotian couldn't analyze it for a while.
It was He Lingchuan's turn to ask: "It's your turn. It's the same question as before."
Qian Huan's death will spread out sooner or later, and immortals and gods will know about it, but it is best not now.
"The death of Miao Zhantian caused an uproar within Lingxu." Nailuotian also gloated, "His position and his resources are all competed by the gods; also, the gods under him were originally domineering and arrogant, which offended
They killed many other gods, and now the big tree behind them has fallen, haha, you know."
"The time has come for reckoning and revenge?" He Lingchuan understood that there is no difference in nature between gods and humans. "But didn't Miao Zhan make arrangements for his own affairs before entering the world?"
You should have the most basic preparations, right?
"Yes, he appointed Duo Wentian, but it was useless." Nai Luotian replied, "Duo Wentian is diligent, but his reputation is far less than that of Miao Zhantian. Other gods do not recognize it, and Holy Lord Lingxu does not help Duo Wen.
The sky is coming."
"Duowentian's ranking is not among the top seven among the gods. No wonder he can't convince everyone." In He Lingchuan's view, Holy Lord Lingxu is also cunning.
Status is earned by oneself.
Miaozhan Tianneng ranks among the top three among the gods of Lingxu. There is no doubt that it is powerful, but the legacy it leaves behind must also be extremely rich. Coupled with the current environment of the demon world, the competition among the gods for resources has become fierce. At this time
Suddenly encountered such a huge whale fall——
He Lingchuan asked himself, if he were a god, he would steal his head even if it was broken!
A bite is a bite.
Moreover, the order of the great gods has not changed for many years, the hierarchy has been solidified, and the barriers are extremely tight. The fall of Miao Zhantian will inevitably bring chaos and variables.
Chaos is the ladder to ascend.
Who doesn’t want to take advantage of the chaos and become the second Narakuten?
"Is there a dead person?" Oh no, "Is there a death god?"
Narutian let out a low groan, it was his turn to ask a question.
It was also curious: "Why did Qian Huan's retreat time out and take so long to come out?"
Chapter completed!