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Chapter 687 Reborn

Yao Tianjun sighed, and the ground collapsed at this time.

The Ghost Lord and Wang Mang have already rushed out.

"What did you do for a thousand years?" Wang Mang's expression was no longer in control of everything he had just now. His face was gloomy and his eyes were cold to look at the ghost master.

The Ghost Lord is still the image of a little boy, but he smiled evilly: "Since you brought me back, I will know your plan."

"You want to become the ghost master instead of me, and then participate in the game of this world."

"In the end, you become the master of heaven and earth and participate in a bigger game."

"You have been to another world and naturally know a lot of truth."

"But have you ever thought about who I am?"

"I am just a newborn baby in this world and I'm not very strong."

"But in another world, I am a magnificent figure. The reason why I came here is to take charge of the destiny and become the new master."

"Do you think I'll give you this opportunity?"

Wang Mang's face was gloomy, he was wearing a yellow robe, and his eyes were cold, "You have secretly absorbed most of my power, otherwise you would not be so powerful if you were just born."

"Do you think I'm stupid? I've come to this world for a long time. I originally thought I was the first one. Naturally, I have to work hard to develop."

"As a result, a thousand years of time has been wasted on you."

"If it weren't for you, I would have dominated the world."

"What's the point of stealing some interest from you?"

Speaking of this, the ghost master's face was full of tragedy.

His words made Wang Mang furious and they started fighting again.

The battle was shaking, and Yao Tianjun was completely unable to intervene, so he simply hid aside and waited for the opportunity.

Sitting in the corner and looking at the battle in the distance, Yao Tianjun couldn't help but say, "This time I came, I got nothing."

"It's really not worth it to waste so much time."

"That may not be."

Meng Li looked at him excitedly and said, "You may not know, whether it is the ghost master or the saint."

"The reason they are called gamers is because they have obtained destiny and are destined to be chess players."

"If you take their destiny, you can become a chess player."

"I don't have this strength."

Yao Tianjun shook his head helplessly. He also wanted to do this, but now he can't beat Wang Mang or the Ghost Lord.

"I'll help you!" Meng Li said excitedly.

"You?" Yao Tianjun glanced at her and sat on the ground again: "You are just a little devil, you are insignificant. What can you help me?"

"Hmph, I have a chance to pull out the destiny of the Ghost Lord."

"If you take the opportunity to seize the destiny, you will become one of the chess players." Meng Li said mysteriously.

"What can you do?" Yao Tianjun was very surprised.

"Just wait and see."

The battle between the Ghost Lord and Wang Mang is still ongoing. Wang Mang is unwilling to accept it and wants to kill the Ghost Lord and seize the destiny.

The Ghost Lord wants to take away all Wang Mang's strength to make up for the thousand-year gap.

It’s a pity that the two sides have similar strengths, and no one can do anything about it.

Meng Li took the opportunity to take action at this time, and a fishing rod suddenly appeared in her palm. The fishing rod seemed to be spiritual, and the hook floated up directly and pierced through the ghost master.

The ghost master was caught off guard and was penetrated by a hook.

When the hook emerged from his body, he saw a ball of light being hooked away by the hook.

"Is this my destiny?"

The ghost master was shocked and looked at Meng Li in the distance. He couldn't help but shout, "Little ghost, where did you get the fishing rod in your hand?"

"I got it from the underworld. At that time, an old man fishing on the Naihe Bridge."

"I looked at it for a while because I was curious and he gave me the fishing rod."

Meng Li talked while pulling the pole wildly.

Soon she grabbed a ball of light and shouted excitedly: "Hurry, Yao Tianjun, this is the destiny of the Ghost Lord."

"Swallow it and you will become the second ghost master. Really dominate your own destiny."

Yao Tianjun hurriedly grabbed Tiandesity and wanted to swallow it.

But at this time, the ghost master had already rushed over. Wang Mang also rushed over.

The terrible shock wave bombarded by instantly.

Yao Tianjun had no time to think too much, subconsciously blocked the attack with the ball of light in his hand.

With one blow, the light actually scattered and separated.

It poured into Yao Tianjun's body.

Not only Yao Tianjun, Ghost Lord, Wang Mang, but also Meng Li. The light all poured into their bodies.

At this moment, Yao Tianjun screamed, and only felt a burst of fiery energy pouring into his body.

At the same time, some fragmented words rang out in his mind.

Great destruction, dominate, rebirth.

Various words surged through his mind.

Yao Tianjun understood that this is destiny.

Whoever destiny makes the protagonist of the times can become the protagonist of the times.

Whoever destiny weakens, he must weaken.

No one can resist destiny.

And those who are favored by destiny are the sons of destiny.

The son of destiny is blessed by God, and except for other sons of destiny, it is extremely difficult to be killed.

But unfortunately, Yao Tianjun only won one-quarter of the destiny.

The other three-quarters fell into the bodies of other people.

The Ghost Lord roared angrily and roared: "Bastard! I have only one-quarter of my destiny!"

"You thieves, I'm going to kill you."

He roared angrily and was about to rush over and kill Yao Tianjun.

Facing his power, Yao Tianjun could not fight at all.

But Wang Mang was afraid that the destiny would fall into the hands of the Ghost Lord and blocked Yao Tianjun. While resisting the Ghost Lord's attack, he also tried to kill Yao Tianjun.

"You two play slowly, who will win? Just take away the destiny in our bodies."

Yao Tianjun smiled and then ran away with Meng Li.

The Ghost Lord and Wang Mang both wanted to chase after each other, but after a glance at each other, they fought again.

Yao Tianjun is right. As long as they win, then their destiny will naturally belong.

Yao Tianjun ran out of the ancient city of Loulan in silence and ran all the way with Mengli.

With the power of destiny, Yao Tianjun felt that he was extraordinary.

Meng Li also had this feeling, and she couldn't help but say, "I really didn't expect that one day I would get the destiny and become one of the gamers of destiny."

"Isn't it too strange that destiny can be broken?" Yao Tianjun asked.

"It's not surprising that destiny is one, but it just scattered and fell into the ghost master, the demon master, and the saint."

"When the destiny gathers, this person is the master of the destiny."

"The so-called game is to kill the destiny of each other, seize their destiny, and then strengthen themselves."

"So we are gamers now?"

"Yes, congratulations. From now on, you will become one of the gamers of heaven and earth." Meng Li said with a smile.

Yao Tianjun asked strangely: "Then the question is, how do we escape the pursuit of the Ghost Lord and Wang Mang?"
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