"Is it the Feng God who plays with scorpions?"

Ling Tiansu smiled bitterly and said, "As a result, that idiot was played with by the scorpion he raised."

Shangguan Tang raised his eyebrows.

"The Scorpion Spirit is an ancient soldier, and where did this ancient soldier come from? There is no record of the Ten Thousand Sects and Scroll Pavilion in the Divine Realm, just like an opportunity prepared in advance, waiting for them."

"They?" Shangguan Tang captured an important point.

"No," Ling Tiansu nodded, his eyes cold: "They are not just Fengshen Shizu, who have ancient soldiers and have the souls of soldiers in them."

He smiled sneered, and his fists gradually tightened: "What's even more interesting is that among these people, eight out of ten, are all old subordinates of the emperor's son."

This means that no one in the divine world hopes that he will return to the throne. His old subordinates have been gradually eroded and disintegrated in the past ten thousand years. The so-called ancient spiritual weapons are just poisonous blood spiders hidden in the dark, weaving webs and spreading poison. When the time is ripe, they will wrap the prey named Master into a cocoon and slowly swallow it.

Finally, the poisonous blood spider hidden in the darkness grew a human face that could deceive sentient beings. He put on a disguised skin, put away the poisonous fangs and hooks, and lurked in the light.

Thousand-year chess piece, ten thousand-year chess game.

He was not sure who planned it, but he knew that it was time to break this mystery.

It just rained and the sky was gray.

The faint sky crossed a faint halo, and when it passed through the overlapping mountains and finally fell on her fair white skin, the light and shadow appeared a faint coolness.

Her dark eyes seemed to be brewing with dark clouds and thick ink, and a cold light: "In the divine realm, there are only eight people who can do something."

The eight great gods are each one of the emperors in all directions. The emperor's son may have the power to kill the emperor back then, but if he killed the person at will, the divine world will undoubtedly break the equilibrium state for billions of years.

What's even more terrifying is that the truth may not be as it seems on the surface.

Therefore, only by harming oneself, falling into heaven, descending to earth to experience disasters, and washing away all the magical mechanisms can we let the black hands in the darkness remove the dangers.

These ten thousand years are punishment and death.

"No matter which of these eight people," Ling Tiansu unconsciously tapped the tabletop, and said in a deep voice: "What is now certain is that this person's ultimate goal is to awaken Pluto."

Hearing the shocking words, Shangguan Tang's expression did not change much, and he only frowned secretly.

Chengfeng, who was standing beside him, was shocked by the conversation and felt as if he had discovered something extremely amazing.

He trembled and said, "What are you talking about? Are there rebellions in the God Realm? Eight people? What eight people? Since they are gods, how could they want to awaken the Hades? Don't he know that the Hades awaken?

Will there be a lot of creatures in the seven realms?”

Chengfeng seemed to have felt a new understanding of the world and was completely confused.

He looked at the boy who was gnawing on the chicken legs with a trembling gaze, and said in a stern voice: "You are obviously a half demon, why do you know so well about my gods? And... what ten thousand years..."

Shangguan Tang didn't have the patience to listen to him chattering and raised his hand casually. Chengfeng felt a swelling and pain in his abdomen, and his stomach and intestines were frozen into ice. The ice slag directly rushed into his throat, freezing his mouth, and he could no longer make any sound.

Ling Tiansu's eyelids twitched. Now Shangguan Tang is like a deep and endless abyss of the ocean, unfathomable and endless.

Chengfeng is no matter how he said it is the bloodline of the gods. His every move can easily affect the bloodline of the qi in his body and freeze it.

Ling Tiansu believed that as long as she wanted to, her murderous intent would be more than just shut up.

Shangguan Tang lowered his palms into his sleeves and said, "Awakening the Hades is the mission and responsibility of the Hades. The gods of the heavenly realm are all from the Gods, except..." There seemed to be shadows surging in her pupils, and then slowly uttered two words calmly and coldly: "Nether."

Netherworld is not a native self-generated divine clan. He was born at the junction of the underworld and the Yin Realm. No one knows his true origin and past. He created a spirit through suicide, and ascended to become a god with the strong wind and evil aura.

Unlike other gods who have ascended through tribulation, they can bring blessings to all the people and bring down sweet rain.

On the day of the ascension of the darkness, evil spirits enveloped the land of Jiuzhou. The hometown of the Seozhuang, which was deeply evil spirits, became a dark and depraved land. All living beings were destroyed. Inch of the land was cursed and sealed by the gods because of the deep evil spirits. Since then, there was no sun in the sky. Only she survived in one breath and was taken to heaven.

If the conspiracy was officially started from that moment...

The plain hands hidden in the red sleeves were slightly tighter, and her dark eyes were shimmering and becoming more and more dangerous and blurry.

Suddenly, the sleeves tightened, but Ling Tiansu grabbed them and lifted them up. Then he rubbed the food residues on the corner of his mouth without hesitation.

Shangguan Tang looked at him calmly and pulled his sleeve out of his palm indifferently.

Ling Tiansu shook his eyes and said, "I know what you are thinking, but the truth is, you need to verify it with your own eyes."

Shangguan Tang's eyes were filled with luster. He whispered lightly, and suddenly he stretched out his pale and delicate fingers to wipe the marks at the corner of his lips.

The sudden intimate movement was very natural, without any abruptness or incongruence, just as if she had done this action countless times.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were very gentle, and he lowered his head to bite her finger. As soon as he lowered his head, the wiped finger changed a place, pinched the flesh on his cheek, and pulled it gently, forcing him to look up at his eyes.

Her eyes were still as calm as water, as if she would never be shocked: "So

,What did you see with these eyes again?"

Ling Tiansu's face was twisted and deformed, and his mouth was a little confused: "Heart."

"heart?"

"Yes, it's Pluto's heart."

In that battle to destroy the underworld, he personally shattered the heart of the King with his sword energy, causing the King to fall into an eternal sleep.

Even though the Nether Clan has been ready for the past tens of thousands of years, he does not think that the sleeping Nether King has the ability to make secret calculations.

This means that someone is secretly helping Pluto, and through tens of thousands of years, he will stitch the unfinished heart of Pluto one by one, and then—

Appeared in Xiaoyezi's body.

Xiaoyezi is a human race. The blood flowing in his body is not mixed with the blood of other races, but it can withstand Pluto's heart. This is very strange.

But it is certain that the heart in Xiaoyezi's body is by no means a complete Pluto heart.

"If I'm not wrong, Pluto's heart has been divided into three and placed in three 'containers'."

Shangguan Tang glanced at him and realized something: "It seems that you have met these three people."

Ling Tiansu's voice suddenly became arduous: "Two of them, one is my sister, and the other... is my mother."

The movement of pinching his cheeks and pulling them slightly stopped. Shangguan Tang slowly narrowed his eyes, and the narrow and slightly raised lines outlined a graceful and sharp curve.

Ling Tiansu touched his stomach, which had begun to react violently and twitch, and continued, "Compared to them who I care about, as the third person in Pluto's heart container, I think he needs good discipline."

Shangguan Tang withdrew his finger and said, "You mean that little snake."

Ling Tiansu smiled, pushed the red umbrella that was slanted beside the table and said, "She looks very afraid of you."

Shangguan Tang glanced at the umbrella and said, "What's this? If I'm exporting something from the fight, can you help me vent my anger and grab it back? It no longer belongs to me."

Wu Ying glanced at the eyes and said indifferently: "It's so tired, I don't want it anymore."

Shangguan Tang whispered and seemed to have a good temper: "Yes, after all, compared to umbrellas, what you really want has already eaten into your mouth, so how could you care about these gadgets?"

Ling Tiansu was stunned.

Wu Ying was also stunned. She was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and denied: "I don't."

Shangguan Tang lowered his head to drink tea without saying a word. The pair of water droplets on his eyelashes were filled with a touch of frost and coldness.

Wu Ying continued to explain: "I really don't."

"I'm not greedy!" At the end of the conversation, the sound of aggravation was quite angry, and the Blood Song Sword was forced out, slashing the ground, and was so scared that it rolled and crawled away.
Chapter completed!