The Alchemist God - Chapter 1238

In September, the weather became more and more hot, and the entire Lanyan City was like a fire cage.

The pharmacists in the medicine medicine department have already shed their thick robes and put on the cool gauze skirts. Even Chu Yao, who is a deacon, is no exception. Chu Yao, wearing a beige dress, is exceptional. Beautiful and generous, let a group of male refining pharmacists secretly admire, but can only adore, Chu Yao's identity and status are not what they can.

In the early morning, among the flowers, Chu Yao sat unhappy on the bench.

Lan Yan walked with the cup and respectfully said: "The deacon, today is the turn of the wind, and Nangong Lie is on duty. You can take a break, why... what a sullen look you have?"

"Have it?"

Chu Yao looked up and smiled, then bowed his head and said: "Lan Yan, I dreamed again last night."

"Oh? What did you dream of?"

"I dreamed..." Chu Yao was hesitant. After a long while, he moved his red lips and said: "I dreamed that Ah Yu was blooded under a mountain and dreamed that the wind would be seriously injured. Dreaming that the sky is rolling and falling into countless stars and buildings, dreaming that everything in the heavens and the earth has collapsed, these... will it be true?"

"Dream is just what you think, it doesn't necessarily come true, and the deacon doesn't have to worry too much..."

"is it?"

Chu Yao was still unhappy, then reached out to hold the cup, but at the moment the cup was released, her fingers were plated with a faint layer of golden light, and the cup was burnt red.

"Ah? What happened?" Lan Yan was shocked.

Chu Yao’s exquisite eyebrows, she knows what happened, a very strong force is pouring into the body, Lingtai is more clear, and the whole person has a qualitative leap, can’t help but shiver : "Lan Yan, I may have to leave."

"What a big deacon, don't scare me!"

"Nothing, I just sensed the call of Mahayana Heaven, I am going to heaven."

In the air, the layers of golden scrolls are spread out. It is the Tianyin scroll. The name above is looming. The name of Chuyao is also in the list. It is very conspicuous. Soon after, the wind warfare and Nangong Lie rushed in from the outer hall. The two were dumbfounded. Almost in unison: "The Chuyao deacon, are you going to fly?"

"Ok."

"Then we..." Nan Gonglie was a bit stunned.

Chu Yaodao: "Two people please lead the Longmeng to stay here, waiting for the opportunity to fly to the Mahayana."

"Yes!"

In the air, the Sanskrit bursts, the clouds are lingering, the son-in-law is whistling, and the eyes are looking at Chu Yao. "Chu Yao, you are kind, love all things, now you get the approval of the Tianyin book, give you the first class." The median **** body, the title 'Prophecy Goddess', and gives you the power of God to predict, I hope you uphold the Mahayana Heaven, good self-cultivation!"

"Thank you for God."

Chu Yao’s body was dragged and slowly flew up into the sky. Although the Tianmen was not visible, the body quickly dissipated and turned into a pink flower petal scattered in the air.

"The deacon..." Lan Yan stared at the air and muttered, "Are you gone?"

No one responded in the air, Chu Yao has already gone to heaven.

......

"brush!"

A strong light blew on the Dacheng Hall, and the flying of Chuyao has already attracted the attention of everyone. A group of abandoned gods around the knees bowed to show respect, while Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxuan walked forward with a smile: "Chu Yaojie !"

The petals fluttered around the body, Chu Yao slowly opened his eyes, his body looming, and smiled: "Xiao Yin, Xiao Yan, long time no see, here is the East Heaven?"

"Yes!"

Not far away, Ziyao came and smiled: "Congratulations to Chuyao girl for the title of the goddess of prophecy, welcome to join the oriental gods!"

Chu Yao respects the ceremony: "See Zi Yao Fairy!"

Zi Yao smiled and said: "Chu Yao, you are the goddess of prophecy, you have gained the power of the **** of Mahayana, you... can you really predict the future, what have you seen?"

"See some." Chu Yao bit his red lips and said: "I have seen some bad things. I have dreamed almost every day these days, dreaming that Ah Yu and Feng Da brother are hurt, dreaming that the gods are sinking again, dreams. The rolling Tianwei descended from the sky, but I don't know if these are the prophecies of the prophet goddess. If it is, it would be too bad."

Zi Yao looked a glimpse and said, "If this is the case, then it may really be an accident. In fact, I have been uneasy in these days. I always feel that something is going to happen. The devil has calmed down for many days. Who is here? I don't know what is going on in the devil world, and I don't know what they are brewing. Ah Yu has not returned yet, and everything has not been fixed."

"Where is Ah rain?"

"Eternal sword field, a far away place, Ah Yu went to seek the power of the strong."

"Oh……"

"This stinky boy, who is a **** of martial arts, is not in the realm of the gods. If he does not participate in the battle of the gods and devils, then his martial art is too derelict." Zi Yao looked at the crowd clearly, saying: "The magic road is invading soon. I hope that everyone can practice well, and let us not live up to our role as the righteous God. Don't let down the admiration and prayer of the gods under the gods."

"Yes, Zi Yao Fairy!"

......

At night, the starry sky of the gods is very dim.

Chuyao stands on the peak of a Lingshan Mountain. It is like a statue. On Monday, the water of the Milky Way flows through it. With the spiritual power that the people of the world need, spiritual power is the most basic supply of the gods. Without spiritual power, it is equal to the fish leaving the water, the people leaving the air, and the origin of spiritual power is the Lingshan in the sky, and the water of the Milky Way flowing in the wind.

Suddenly, Chu Yao suddenly opened the alum and clenched his fist: "They are coming!"

"Ayao, what is it?" The wind on the side asked.

"The devil's people."

Chu Yao bit his red lips: "There are a lot of people coming in, one of them, one of them holding a pagoda, and an old man, two of whom are very powerful."

The wind continues: "..."

"brush!"

A Linghua vented next to it and condensed into the figure of Zi Yao. He asked: "Chu Yao Fairy, what did you see?"

"The devil's army of thousands of horses has already rushed out of the export of chaos, and is coming in our direction." Chuyao closed his eyes, his eyes penetrated the plane, and looked at the devil's army in a distant way, saying: "Too much, they also brought a huge red big tripod, there is a burning red liquid, I don't know what it is..."

Ziyao’s gaze was cold, and he said to the right-minded and big-eyed god: “Long Xu, immediately alert, Dongshenjie immediately entered the state of confrontation, the devil came!”

"Yes!"

Long Xu nodded, although he is a third-class lower **** without a title, but at least it is also the **** of Mahayana. The power is much stronger than those of the gods. It is just that there is no special power. In the face of the devil's attack, I am afraid that even a group of devils' mad attacks may not be able to withstand.

At this moment, Chu Yao was still looking at the distant army of the Luo Luo, but suddenly, the purple inflammation riding on the back of the Devil Tiger suddenly looked up at Yunxiao, he seemed to be aware of something, the mouth was raised, There was a sneer.

"what……"

Chu Yao retired a few steps, opened his eyes, his face pale.

"What's wrong, Ayao?" The wind asked.

"He saw me... he saw me..." Chuyao said with a red lips.

"Who?"

"The Lord of the Devil."

"..."

The wind continued to bite his teeth and said with the red phoenix knife: "Zi Yao Fairy, I went to guard Dacheng Hall."

"Ok!"

......

No one can sleep in the middle of the night, and the Devils are invading, and almost everyone is ready to stand up.

After a full hour, the clouds of the western sky rolled in, and the **** red thunder descended from the sky. The black-pressed demon army came over, and the coming came finally!

"Don't let them fall!" Sun Feng said loudly.

"understood."

The wind continued to fly proudly, and the body stood above the Dacheng Hall. The palms were raised, and a whirlwind danced in the body. A sudden tornado storm appeared in the distant horizon, carrying a blue thunder and lightning sweeping. Under the force of the wind, the hurricane force is a dimensional storm, and the lethality is amazing. For a time, the screams of the demon army are connected, and even two demons will not be swallowed up by the wind. .

"Awesome Fengshen..." Sun Feng looked stunned.

Ziyao bit his red lips and looked back at the road paved by the Tianyu in the North. He said, "The emperor, come back soon, hurry!"

In the air, the magic flames surged and came to the top.

"Hey..."

A huge devil tiger came out of the air, it was the mount of Ziyan, and at this time, Ziyan was sitting on the back of the devil's tiger. He held the tower of the towering tower with a radiant smile. The Tianyin Book has also sealed a Fengshen? Is that you?"

The wind continued to raise his eyebrows. He knew that his strength was far less than this purple inflammation, but he must not be crushed on the momentum, otherwise there would be no chance for a fight.

"Hey!"

The Zhanlong knife was unsheathed, and the wind continued to sway in a sudden shape. It suddenly seemed like a tearing of the sky, and the crazy storm swept away and went straight to the purple.

In the face of the storm of the wind, Ziyan stood still and did not sacrifice the tower of the gods, and did not have any movements. However, as soon as the figure gradually condensed in front of him, it was an old man. Although the look is aging, but wearing a set of sturdy armor, it is the nine secluded monarch.

"boom!"

The nine secluded monarch raised his arm, and the palm of his hand smacked the knives of the wind. The corner of his mouth rose and smiled: "The only **** of the future generations can only bear this point? Zi Yan Zu Di, you Is there any order?"

Zi Yan smiled faintly: "There is no command, the only order is to kill it, everyone here is damned!"

"Yes!"

......

"brush!"

The shape of the nine secluded monarchs is fleeting, and the next moment has already appeared in front of the wind. The fingers are swept down like eagle claws, with a very strong magic flame.

"Hey!"

The wind continued to resist, and the body broke through the Dacheng Hall like a shell.