"And some people have practiced the Blood Smoke Hand before, but they died before they reached the peak; and the Night Demon practiced the Blood Smoke Hand."

"The situation was forced to practice at that time, because his status was too low at that time and the status of the Yin Shen Palace was too low, so he could not find anything valuable. He could only give a sect to a sect that was a mess and no one practiced it. But this was the case, which echoed the Blood Spirit True Sutra. If you think about it with the Heavenly Centrifugal God, it would be terrible to think about it carefully."

"It's been more than ten thousand years... I've been waiting for the Eternal Night Emperor, the world's number one genius. Old Duan, think about it."

"Because of good qualifications, we have focused on cultivating swords, guns, swords and halberds. We have gradually given more resources and skills. We can't chew more, and we can't chew them all. As a result, the three worlds gave us a Nirvana ribbon."

"Old Duan..."

Yan Nandao: "Why do I feel that... this Blood Spirit True Sutra must be given to Ye Demon? Everything pushes this matter to this level, and it is seamlessly pushed to this level."

"If you don't give it, many people will be dissatisfied. They put the most effort into it and the skills are most in line, but you don't give it to others?"

"This is the result."

Yan Nan looked at Duan Xiyang with a serious look and said softly: "Since we have pushed it here, we must think about it: If this is the arrangement of the Tianqin God, then what exactly should the Tianqin God do?"

Duan Xiyang suddenly looked up, his eyes a little scary: "This!"

Yan Nan: "If I guess correctly, if this matter was arranged by the God of Heavenly Centrifugal, then the biggest purpose of the God of Heavenly Centrifugal is to let the Night Demon obtain the Blood Spirit True Sutra and practice the Blood Spirit True Sutra!"

"Old Duan, this is what I can think of, Tianlu!"

Yan Nan's face was solemn.

Duan Xiyang also frowned.

A 'The ultimate goal of the Centenary God' stunned Duan Xiyang.

After a while, he sent a message: "If this is the case, wouldn't we bet on the resources to make cultivation, so wouldn't it be..."

Yan Nan rolled his eyes immediately, feeling deeply anxious about Duan Xiyang's IQ.

"You didn't realize that the arrangement of the Heavenly Centrifugal God for tens of thousands of years was just for the fusion of the Blood Smoke Hand and the Blood Spirit True Sutra? Why? Are you stupid?"

Yan Nandao: "As long as you don't give the Blood Spirit True Sutra, no matter how much else you give, it's okay. As long as you are, you are just a master who is several times or dozens of times stronger than your Duan Xiyang."

“??!”

Duan Xiyang almost breathed a sigh of relief: Did you go around such a big circle and end with this sentence?

Yan Wu, you are still an individual!

"I mean, as long as he doesn't give him the Blood Spirit True Sutra... the plan of the Centenary God cannot be completed. In that case, no matter how strong the Night Demon is, he will still be ours."

Yan Nandao: "But once given the Blood Spirit True Sutra, once it is integrated, it will change with the Five Spirit Gu, which no one can predict. You know."

Duan Xiyang scratched his head and said, "You make the decision."

Yan Nan sighed and swallowed.

Suddenly I didn't want to talk anymore.

When I saw Duan Xiyang's appearance, I knew that what he said just now was at least half of what he had said, and I absolutely didn't understand it, or I had no brains at all.

Tired.

I had to say, "I'll think about it again. I'll think about it again."

He planned to go home to discuss this issue with his son in the evening.

Although he hates being with his son, sometimes he has to admit that the kid's brain is very good. And he can look at the problem beyond the scope and detachment.

Yan Nan could not do this in the game.

And Fang Che has already come back to the current presiding hall.

Because Sun Wutian had warned himself more than ten times on the road: "Today's incident, we must not spread even a single sentence! A single word!"

Sun Wutian is also a shameless person. Without Yan Nan's advice, he banned Fang Che.

If such a thing is spread, the guardian may be able to laugh to death.

The joke material of the ages is now formed.

This embarrassment is really thrown out of the sky.

Fang Che agreed cautiously: "I won't say it!"

"You swear not to tell the Heavenly Centrifugal God!"

"I swear to the Heavenly Centrifugal God..."

While swearing, Fang Che understood in his heart: this matter is definitely a violation of martial arts common sense, and Yan Nan and the other three are super masters of martial arts, but they kept instigating and instigating and adding orders.

I have created such a super big mistake in myself.

I can't afford to lose my face, so I gave myself so many benefits as a closure fee?

So this is because of my cultivation?

I have to say that Fang Che was still satisfied, I won’t say it, but if I get such an obsession a few more times, I won’t mind that I can get more benefits.

If the three old devils knew about this, they would probably be beaten up immediately!

This kind of thing happened once, I almost couldn't raise my head in this life. How many more do you want to do it?

So Sun Wutian was relieved, and Fang Che was relieved too.

So the current presiding hall is acting.

The presiding judge sat on the throne, staring at the investigation report of his subordinates intently and seriously.

Sitting upright, frowning, looking over little by little.

Sigh gently.

He said: "A meeting tonight."

Heifeng agreed on the side: "Sir, will the whole meeting be or the captain meeting?"

Fang Che thought: "Captains will meet."

"There are meetings for the captains, and everyone will hold a meeting." Sun Wutian walked in with a calm face.
Chapter completed!