I Started The Game Shocked The Empress

Chapter 754 Nine Deaths, Three Xiantians!

“Um?”

“Who is this old man? Is he also from the Celestial Palace?”

Seeing the white-haired old man suddenly appeared, many people in the Great Hall flashed a suspicion. They had seen the nine gods of the Tiangong…but this was the first time they saw the white-haired old man.

“he…”

“I’m afraid it is… the Master of the Nine Heavenly Palaces.”

Aside.

Tao God Samsara frowned slightly, looked at the white-haired old man, and said in a deep voice after being silent for a while.

“Tiangong… Master of Nine!?”

Heard this.

Everyone’s eyes lit up, and a gleam of light flashed in their eyes!

To become the Master of the Nine Heavenly Palace, his strength must be very strong, right?

“Ha ha.”

“It can’t be said to be the Master or… the guide of the god body.” The white-haired old man chuckled and shook the folding fan in his hand. Then he looked at Ning Tian and said with a chuckle: “Ning Fellow Daoist ,have not seen you for a long time.”

“Um?”

Ning Tian frowned slightly and looked at the completely strange white-haired old man. After thinking for a while, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: “So it’s you, should I call you a fortune teller? Or Chen Gejiang? , Or the Master of the Nine Heavenly Palace?”

“Ha ha.”

“As long as the fellow daoist likes it, Chen Gejiang, or the fortune teller, they were the incarnation of me in the Nine Realms and a part of me.” The white-haired old man laughed and shook his folding fan.

That’s right.

He is Chen Gejiang of Jiuyu.

Or rather…

Chen Gejiang… is only part of him.

As the guide of the celestial body, he naturally also exists part of the nine realms. After all, the celestial body is random. It may be born in the gods or the nine realms, and his deity guides in the gods, and the incarnation is in the gods. Nine domain guidelines.

Therefore, Chen Gejiang is the Master of the Nine Temples, and the Master of the Nine Temples is Chen Gejiang.

There is no difference between the two.

“That’s better to tell you to die fortune-telling. It’s a sloppy word. It’s kind of strange. I don’t bother to change it.”

Ning Tian said lightly.

“Ning fellow daoist likes it.”

Chen Gejiang shook the folding fan and chuckled softly.

And seeing this scene, Samsara Taoist and others could not help but feel a little strange, Ming Ming Patriarch also belongs to the Heavenly Palace, and this Chen Gejiang is the Master of the Tiangong Nine Zuns, also the founder of the Tiangong, why he has some respect for the Patriarch instead Woolen cloth?

“Everyone.”

“I haven’t said that I am the founder of the Tiangong, and I am not the Master of the Nine Heavenly Temples, just a mere guide.”

And at this moment.

Chen Gejiang seemed to be able to see through everyone’s thoughts. He shook the folding fan in his hand and said with a chuckle.

“Um?”

“Can he hear our hearts?”

Qin Pang and others were taken aback.

“This is very simple. This fortune-telling person is afraid that he is dominating the five stars of the ancient gods. It is too easy to hear. Maybe… it is still an ancient Xiantian god.” Ning Tian said lightly, not surprisingly.

“Ha ha.”

“Ning fellow daoist joked, Xiantian ancient god… not everyone can make it. There are only three Xiantian ancient gods owned by the entire Profound Sky.”

Chen Gejiang shook his head.

“Oh?”

“The three?”

Ning Tian raised his brows and became interested.

“First, the founder of the ancient god cloud map.”

“Second, the creator of the Dark Turmoil.”

“As for the third…I can’t say more, after all, the secrets cannot be revealed.”

Chen Gejiang shook the folding fan in his hand, with a mysterious look, and said with a chuckle.

“Oh? Seriously?”

Ning Tian squinted his eyes.

“Ning fellow daoist…you should put down your fist first, this matter…even if you beat me again, I can’t say it.” Chen Gejiang silently glanced at Ning Tian’s quietly raised fist, and said helplessly .

Upon seeing this, Ning Tian had to give up.

I just didn’t expect…

There were only three Xiantian ancient gods on this day, and two of them were related to more familiar events, one behind the ancient god cloud map, and there was also one in Dark Turmoil.

I am afraid…

This ancient Xiantian god should be imaginary.

Xiantian ancient gods are definitely more difficult to deal with than Houtian ancient gods, and it is also a very tricky thing.

“so…”

“The final battle, why did it come so quickly? The seal… isn’t it still intact?”

Ning Tian frowned and looked at Chen Gejiang seriously.

“Although the seal has not been destroyed, the power in it can no longer suppress the dark turmoil. The current dark turmoil can no longer be suppressed by the power of a celestial body.”

“Only in the final battle, combining this power to reach the perfect peak of strength, can it be suppressed!”

“so…”

“The final battle has to come early.”

Chen Gejiang shook his head and sighed. Why would he want to see this scene? But… there is no way, it’s a compelling situation.

Heard this.

Ning Tian’s brows were furrowed, and his face looked strangely ugly.

It seems that the nine heavenly palaces have not appeared this year, because the dark and turbulent forces in the blood-stained yellow sand land have strengthened, and this has delayed them so much time!

“Patriarch…”

“The final battle… what is it? Why do you guys talk about the final battle… your faces are so ugly?”

Aside.

Emperor Xushen frowned and asked solemnly.

“The final battle…”

“That’s… a life of nine deaths.”

Ning Tian murmured.

“Nine… Nine deaths for a lifetime?”

Hearing these words, the group of people in the Great Hall was taken aback for a while, and then reacted abruptly, took a breath, and their pupils shrank suddenly!

With the nine gods of the Tiangong and the Patriarch, that is ten people!

And the meaning of these nine deaths, doesn’t it mean that only one of these ten people… can live?

“hiss…”

“Why is this?”

In the Great Hall, everyone is puzzled by this behavior. They don’t want to see this happen. No matter who dies, it is a great loss and a kind of sorrow!

In the face of everyone’s doubts, the nine gods of the Tiangong were silent, and this silence represented a kind of helplessness.

“Because…”

When everyone was silent, Ye Shuang spoke lightly.

She looked at the crowd, scanned around, her eyes finally fell on Ning Tian, ​​and her red lips moved slightly: “If you want to save, you must have sacrifices. There is no perfect thing, just like no one is perfect.”

“sacrifice…”

“But this sacrifice is too much.”

And to this.

The people in the Great Hall still felt incomprehensible.

They don’t want the Patriarch to die, and they don’t want the nine gods of the Heavenly Palace to die.

And when he heard Ye Shuang’s words, Ning Tian never said a word. He knew what Ye Shuang meant at the moment. Their sacrifices could be exchanged for Ning Tian’s salvation, and what followed was a kind of salvation.

“call…”

“Then please…just as I said at the time, please be sure to die in my hands.”

Ning Tian let out a sigh of relief, looked at the nine heavenly palaces, and said the words he had said before.