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The first thousand one hundred and forty-seven chapters(2/2)

The inspiration in his hand turned into a celestial beast, and then appeared in human form, and so on. A panic sound also came from it.

This so-called heaven is simply an empty shell.

Chu Yang threw it into the inner world and let the Taoist soul analyze it.

"The so-called Huangtian, Cangtian, and Netherworld Heaven are not worthy of being ants in the eyes of the real heaven!" The human king sighed, "There are all ants under the heavenly way, but this is not false at all!"

"Otherwise! Otherwise, if this is the case, what's the point of defiance of the heavens?"

Chu Yang shook his head and said.

"Strive for a glimmer of life!" The Human King nodded silently. She walked towards the tomb ahead, which was a large tomb that could be on par with the balance, that is, the Human King's Tomb.

The tomb of the human king.

"I was already dead and there was almost no possibility of resurrection, but now I am standing intact in front of my grave. It's really... things are unpredictable!" The human king means complicated, "I will deal with some things and stop the grudges of the past!"

Chu Yang nodded and did not follow him.
Chapter completed!
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