Underworld, the West Outer! Outside a city full of luck.

"Boom!"

The war drums were beating, and countless black-armored soldiers from all over the world surrounded the center of the sea.

A storm swept across all directions, and the sea water even brought huge waves around.

"It's just a little bit, just a little bit!" A tragic roar rang out.

But it comes from Saint Ximen.

In the center of the sea, Saint Ximen was captured, and countless chains were passed through his body.

Emperor Daxing Tian, ​​Ming Tianhan, stood in the void with a group of great punishment ministers.

"Ximen, you are asking for it!" Ming Tianhan said with a faint smile.

"Among the four saints, you may not be the strongest, but you are the saint who knows how to advance and retreat the most. I have not been too careful with Wu Tian and Meigao Grottoes. I have thought of many ways to do it for you, but I didn't expect that you would fall into the trap. This is my home court. Do you think you can do whatever you want here?" Ming Tianhan smiled.

Saint Ximen shook his head and sighed slightly: "It's just a little bit. I rescued three of them. I was captured by myself. Now, you have all four of us saints. Can you tell me why?"

Saint Ximen was penetrated by countless chains. On the other side, when Ming Tianhan waved his hand, three more saints were taken not far away.

Wu Tian, ​​Hua Zuntian, Meigao Grottoes, and the West Gate, gathered and were all imprisoned.

"Ximen, this time I have implicated you!" Hua Zuntian said bitterly.

"Ximen, what are you here to do?" Meigao Grottoes said helplessly.

Only Saint Wu Tian said nothing at this moment.

"Ming Tianhan, we are four others who are punished with you, and there is no grudge at all. Why do you want to arrest us?" Saint Ximen shouted again: Lovesickness is longer than dreams.

"Because, you are saints!" Ming Tianhan smiled.

All the four saints looked at Ming Tianhan in confusion.

"Do you want us to be your ministers?" Wu Tian suddenly spoke.

Ming Tianhan shook his head and said, "No!"

"Then what are you going to do?" Wu Tian shouted.

"What I like is the ability of you saints, the ability to mobilize the power of the great power of heaven and earth. This ability can involve the number of heavens!" Ming Tianhan said with a smile.

"Days? What? You want, you want..." Hua Zuntian exclaimed.

"Borrowing my power, do you want to enslave the number of days?" Ximen also screamed in shock.

"This is impossible. Although the sky dies and the way of heaven collapses, we can only be considered as slaves of the number of days. You want to control the number of days with our four slaves? It's ridiculous, absolutely impossible. The cold sky in the dark, you are a fool!" Meigao Grottoes said in a deep voice.

"I'm crazy about it, then you will know. Don't worry, I won't let you die. I will nail you to the number of days, and I will give you great punishment and conquer the world!" Ming Tianhan said in a deep voice.

"You!" Xi Xiaohua Zuntian shouted angrily.

"Hahahahahaha!" Suddenly, Saint Wu Tian laughed.

"Hmm?" Everyone looked at Saint Wu Tian in confusion.

"What are you laughing at?" Ming Tianhan said in a deep voice.

"I laugh, I laugh at your plan, sooner or later, it will fail!" Saint Wu Tian sneered.

"Oh?" Ming Tianhan said puzzledly.

"I don't know why you have such great confidence, nor do you know what secret methods or means you have, but I only know one thing. Even if you succeed, you still lack one thing. That thing will sooner or later make your plan fail!" Saint Wu Tian said in a deep voice.

"My plan failed? Then I will listen to the great views of the No. saint!" Ming Tianhan said patiently.

"Do you want the number of days to be used by you and dominate the world? However, there are not only four saints who affect the number of days, but also one is more noble than us, and one is more connected to the number of days!" Saint Wu Tian said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Ming Tianhan narrowed his eyes.

"Mobilize the power of the great power of heaven and earth, who have you thought of?" Wu Tian sneered.

"That cat from Yan Chuan?" Ming Tianhan said in confusion.

"It's good if you know it, cat? Do you know who it is?" Wu Tian said in a deep voice.

"Wu Tian, ​​don't say it!" Ximen exclaimed suddenly.

Ximen screamed, making Ming Tianhan more curious.

Saint Wu Tian ignored Saint Ximen, but smiled slightly and said, "It is, the sky, mysterious!"

The sky is mysterious?

"Wow!"

The ministers suddenly became in an uproar.

Xuanmiao? Isn’t Xuanmiao dead? Heaven is dead! How is it possible...?

Ming Tianhan's pupils also suddenly shrank: "What you said is true?"

"I don't know if you have seen that cat take action with your own eyes, but you should have also found out from some spectators that mobilize the power of heaven and earth. That cat is more powerful than us saints. Who else can mobilize the power of heaven and earth like this in the world? It cannot defeat us, but it has not yet used the ancient urban witch!" Saint Wu Tian said in a deep voice.

Saint Ximen sighed slightly.

Hua Zuntian showed a look of surprise and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

But the Mega Grottoes suddenly spoke, "Yes, why did I catch it? I guess you understand it too!"

"The sky is mysterious?" Ming Tianhan frowned deeply.

"Hahaha, your big plan is not enough now. Go and catch Yanchuan's cat, Cangtian, Xuanmiao, Meow Meow, go and find trouble for Yanchuan, hahahahaha!" Saint Wu Tian laughed.

Ming Tianhan frowned slightly.

"Prepare them to the Heavenly Prison!" Ming Tianhan shouted.

"yes!"

The ministers responded and took the four saints away.

Ming Tianhan stood in the void and pondered.

And at this moment, suddenly, like heavenly ways emerged from the heavens and earth.

"Buzz!"

In the sky, countless auspicious clouds are everywhere, and above the earth, auspicious aura is soaring into the sky, endless fairy music is floating, and strange fragrance is rising everywhere.

"The person who replenishes the heavens? Is it the heavens again? This time, there are actually nine heavens as many as there are?" A minister behind Ming Tianhan frowned.

"There are dozens of heavenly paths left. In front of you, the one who replenishes the sky will be faster and faster. It won't take long before the heaven and earth will be completed!" Another minister frowned.

"Emperor of Heaven, if the heavenly way of heaven and earth is completed, our previous efforts will fail!" the minister frowned before and said.

Ming Tianhan frowned and pondered for a while.

"The plan remains unchanged. After half a year, no matter what the result is, you must immediately use the 'Four Saints to Heaven'!" Ming Tianhan said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

In the world of the world, the territory of the divine sword.

Yan Chuan was about to take action against Zhen Xiong.

Suddenly, a figure flew over and shouted "Stay people from your subordinates".

The man had a bald head, extremely strong and his figure was different from that of ordinary people. He was as tall as three people, and his muscles were like stones, with a hint of dark yellow light.

"The Panshi clan, Pansheng, have seen the Great Saint King!" the man smiled slightly.

"Pan?" Yan Chuan suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Although surprised by this surname, Yan Chuan still said coldly: "Stay people from your subordinates? Are you here to stop me from killing Zhen Xiong?"

Yan Chuan's eyes were cold, and the people around him were staring at Pan Sheng with cold faces.

The Rock Clan, so what?

The three major forces in Dongwaizhou, Divine Sword Villa, wasn't it the village that destroyed people and died under the fierce rush of Dazhen?

At this moment, Zhen Xiong looked at Pan Sheng, and his face also showed a look of surprise.

"I am too worried about it. I am not stopping Emperor Yan from killing Zhen Xiong. But this person came to my Panshi clan in the past and his hands and feet were not clean. He took a small beast from my Panshi clan. I came to ask him for it." Pan Sheng smiled slightly.

Didn’t you stop Yan Chuan from killing Zhen Xiong?

Yan Chuan's eyes eased some of Guo Jia's latest chapters. This time, Zhen Xiong must die, no one can save him, and whoever wants to stop him, Da Zhen doesn't mind being an enemy of him.

"Little Beast?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"A young 'exact same beast', my Panshi clan visited me in the past, but I didn't expect that he was so despicable. No wonder Emperor Yan hated him so much!" Pan Sheng smiled.

"Exactly the same beast?" Yan Chuan's eyes turned cold.

Not long ago, he was the same beast, who changed into his own appearance and deceived the trust of a large number of ministers of Dazhen. However, in the end, the same beast changed into Zhen Xiong's appearance.

"Please give me some convenience and interrogate this person for me. After the interrogation, I will return it to Emperor Yan for treatment. How about it?" Pan Sheng said.

Yan Chuan's face darkened.
To be continued...