Chapter 478 Break a law of heaven
Chapter 478: Breaking the rules of heaven
Little Arlene quickly got out of the house.
Haunted and ran all the way: "A heavy rain is coming, please close the doors and windows." The little girl's legs and feet were very fast.
You are young, but your voice is very penetrating.
"A heavy rain is coming, please close the doors and windows." The little girl's voice was clear and could easily penetrate the entire village.
When everyone heard the sound, they immediately rushed home from the fields and closed the doors and windows.
The village has long suspected that Mo Ling is not a mortal.
This also stems from the fact that Mo Ling gave them several warnings to avoid disasters.
Once upon a time, rogue bandits passed through the village.
Mo Ling coaxed the whole village to go up the mountain to hunt for treasure, allowing the whole village to escape.
One year there was a flood, and Mo Ling persuaded the whole village to flee to higher ground late at night, thus saving the village's food and lives.
They knew that Mo Ling was a demon, but everyone knew it tacitly but did not say it out loud.
Whether it’s because of the eldest son practicing outside or because of Mo Ling and his wife, everyone hides this secret.
Of course I believe in them very much.
"Arlene, this girl..." the old woman sighed.
She has three sons and one daughter, four grandsons and two granddaughters in total.
The grandson’s family lives in the town and leads an ordinary and happy life.
Only the eldest son Yang Mo in the family practices in front of Lord Mingxuan.
After Dao Lord Mingxuan left, Yang Mo stayed with the leader. He was very talented and was highly valued by the sect.
Arlene has been different from others since she was a child.
"She has spiritual roots, the opportunity given to her by Xiao Yu'er, and the boss is ascending to the Immortal Sect. Just relax." Mo Ling patted his wife on the head.
The two of them leaned against the window, looking at the stormy sky.
Dijun Junhua sat on the ground, feeling the majestic spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and looked up to the sky.
Mortal people can only see the dark clouds, but they cannot see the dense generals behind the dark clouds.
The generals were all holding sharp weapons, and thunderous sounds were directed at Emperor Junhua.
"Emperor Junhua, in vain of the divine law, indulged in the personal affairs of his children, why don't you just arrest him without hesitation?" Standing in front of the emperor, Erlang Zhenjun, is the new divine emperor who has ascended to the seventh heaven.
The leader of the younger generation.
He just came from the ashram just as Xiaotian Dao was undergoing calamity.
Zhenjun Erlang frowned slightly, his eyes full of disbelief and shock.
Emperor Junhua has been an old **** for ten thousand years.
The most rigid, the most abiding by the rules, the most unreasonable, the most hateful of gods and selfish desires.
Now it is so out of control.
He even kidnapped Xiao Tiandao and brought him down to earth.
You must know that his sister, the Third Holy Mother, was captured by Emperor Junhua himself.
At that time, he begged Emperor Junhua to be more open-minded. Emperor Junhua was full of disdain for the Three Holy Mothers who indulged in personal affairs.
Not to mention being open-minded, he even wanted to use San Sheng Sheng's family as an example to scare the monkeys.
He personally crushed Liu Yanchang's bones and raised them to ashes.
The Three Holy Mothers were imprisoned for thousands of years.
Such a hard-hearted person actually lost control of his emotions? Yang Jian was a little in disbelief.
Yang Jian was born with a handsome appearance, and now he is full of fighting spirit, even more showing the majesty of a god. Emperor Junhua had disheveled hair and smiled softly.
“Karma retribution.”
“I pulled out her love roots…”
“I will write her into the horoscope…”
“Later, I was the one who prayed for the regeneration of love roots.”
“I killed her to preach.”
“It was she who became enlightened.”
She dares to love and hate, she can abandon everything to love.
You can also put it down without looking back, without leaving any room.
Dijun Junhua smiled lowly, dark clouds covered the top, and a powerful pressure came down from the heaven.
All the dogs in the village were lying on the ground, trembling all over.
The villagers inside the house shuddered, feeling cold hairs standing on their bodies, and there was an inexplicable and frightening aura around them.
The old man covered the mouths of the children at home, but he didn’t know where the fear came from.
“Boom…”
The rumbling thunder struck the small wooden house at the end of the village.
“Oh, that cabin was struck by lightning!” An old man exclaimed.
“Is it that house that no one wants?”
The old man shook his head: "It's the house where the immortal lived."
Thinking of today's thunder disaster again, no one dared to say a word because they were afraid it was related to the immortals.
One after another, lightning tribulations struck down like crazy.
Emperor Junhua stood up abruptly: "This is the last memory I have with her. Please leave this place alone, Mr. Erlang."
Erlang Zhenjun glanced at him.
At that time, the Third Holy Mother begged him to let Liu Yanchang go, but he didn't spare any mercy.
"Emperor, this matter is not the idea of the little god." Erlang Zhenjun frowned slightly.
“She didn’t want to leave anything behind.”
Emperor Junhua stared blankly at the sky, letting the rain wet his clothes and cheeks.
I don’t want to leave any trace behind.
Xiao Yu'er, I don't want to leave him a single thought.
Dijun Junhua's mouth was filled with blood again.
Watching helplessly as thunders from the sky cut this place into ashes.
The broken and heavy jade pendant around his waist suddenly flew into the sky.
Dijun Junhua's eyes were about to split, and the veins on his cheeks were bulging: "No, no, no, Erlang Zhenjun, please!" He tried to reach out and grab it.
He actually humbly prayed to Erlang Zhenjun.
This was his last thought, the last thing Xiao Yuer left for him.
This is the only token that can prove their love.
Erlang Zhenjun's weapons shook, Junhua Dijun, for such a small jade pendant.
Actually begged him? ?
(End of this chapter)