Click!

The void on the ninth floor of Guanjiang Tower suddenly collapsed and contracted when the sound wave echoed.

"Father stopped..."

Fang Silong was not able to refute, and he couldn't help but collapse with the collapse of the void, and his father was pinned in his fingers, and his magic power was completely dispersed.

Within one palm, there seemed to be another level of heaven and earth. Fang Silong felt that he was infinitely small. Wherever he saw, his five fingers were like a pillar of heaven, and his father's face was as huge as a curtain of heaven.

The titles of the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty were mostly related to the spiritual aspects they practiced. The Dharma appearance of the marquis of the four directions is called "Sifang". The heaven and earth are all in all directions.

"Everything is born with its own destiny. Its fate is that you take away my child's body, but you can't take away his fate, its fate!"

Sifanghou looked indifferent, looking down at Fang Silong, who was as small as dust in his palm:

"No matter whether you come from the Cave Heaven, or Sumeru, or the Heavenly Court, or an immortal god or a Buddha demon, if you don't get out, I will destroy your soul and soul!"

Rumble!

The sky and earth in the palm were covered with dark clouds, and the thunder snake and lightning dragon ran around the sky, and the terrifying momentum rolled down. Fang Silong struggled hard, but was still pressed to the ground and could not move.

"Father, I, I am Silong!"

Feeling the thunderous anger of his father, Fang Silong almost vomited blood. He didn't want to reveal his secrets, but he didn't dare to hide it at all:

"Father, I am still me! Four hundred and seventy-three years later, I came here with a 'return' and 'return'!"

"Um?"

While Fang Silong was speaking, Sifang Hou was also shocked. He closed his palms almost without thinking and pinched all the sounds between his five fingers.

Buzz!

In the next moment, his heart had descended into the spiritual world.

Seeing his father falling from the sky, Fang Silong breathed a sigh of relief, but his chest was still undulating violently, and he was shocked.

Four hundred and seventy years later, although he had not yet achieved the spiritual appearance of the Three Tribulations, he was promoted to the Eight Extreme Lord by chance. If it weren't for this, he would not have been able to urge this great magical technique of "returning back to light".

He thought that even if he was not as good as his father, those who possessed the three-tribol spiritual aspects and the eight-pole levels would not be too far apart.

At this moment, I felt horrified.

I know that the gap between myself and my father is much bigger than I imagined!

"Return to light, return to light..."

When the heaven and earth appeared in his palm, the four-sided Marquis still looked indifferent, but it still eased a little bit compared to before:

"Four hundred and seventy years later, you have mastered this great magical technique?"

"Father, you know?"

Fang Silong was shocked.

"Three years ago, the old teacher went to the sea of ​​evil. Although I did not obey the order, I also secretly followed him. In the meantime, I obtained this magical power..."

The expression of Sifanghou was somewhat subtle. With a casual move, he took a treasure that looked like a purpose, but lost its color:

"It was probably five months ago that this great magical catalog suddenly lost its luster, but it turned out to be on your body..."

"Five months ago..."

Fang Silong was shocked:

"The boy came back five months ago!"

"The future is uncertain, you can see, change or be easy. However, you may not be back from the future, or you may be influenced by someone's spiritual appearance, magical powers, and spiritual treasures..."

Sifanghou snapped his fingers, and a table and chair were formed out of thin air. He sat down casually, frowned slightly:

"There are many spiritual powers related to time, time and space, and the future, but they also have the ability to change fate and fortune..."

Just like countless magical powers, all kinds of magical powers have their own powers. Since 180,000 years of inheritance, there are also as many types of spiritual appearances.

But it is also very rare that it is related to time, time, space and destiny.

"The father does not have to doubt that the child must not have fallen into anyone's calculations. The child still remembers all the big and small things in the next 473 years, and has proved them many times that there is no false!"

Fang Silong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, never believing that he was being plotted against:

"Father, in the past few months, the Dukes of Gungu have discussed the candidates for the Crown Prince in the Dari Tower ship.

But my child knows that you are in the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth, discussing how to reshape the "Great Sun Warship" and how to conquer the "Dafeng" and quell the chaos in Chixin Shenzhou!"

"Um?"

Sifanghou's eyes slightly condensed:

"You knew about this five months ago?"

"good!"

Fang Silong nodded.

"Although the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth cannot be compared with the Tiandian, it is also one of the most powerful thirteen-door-four-tribol spiritual figures in the world..."

The Sifanghou felt a stern.

The mysterious gate of heaven and earth has the ability to isolate the virtual and the real and the yin and yang. Even if the spiritual appearance of the four kalpas cannot be silently spyed through it.

What's more, in the past few months, more than half of the masters in the Great Zhou Dynasty have gathered in the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth, and the old masters are all in it.

Who can peek into it?

Or...

‘Silong really returned after 470 years? But how could he have such a good fortune as his talents and luck?’

"Not only did you know that you had been clamoring for several months but had not set the date of the Western Expedition, but also knew that in three years, the old master will send you to "Pengyun Hou" and "Xuanlei Hou" to assist "Shenwei Gong" in the Western Expedition..."

Of course, Fang Silong didn't know what his father was thinking. After the secret was exposed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was worried about how to say these words to his father:

"This time in the western expedition to Dafeng, Duke Shenwei will die under the 'Tongtian Sword' of Prince Dafeng' of Qin Shi. You and all the marquises will fall into the sea of ​​evil. Four hundred and seventy years later, your children will not find you..."

"Among all the nobles, Shenwei Duke's cultivation was second only to the three great kings and the old masters, and was still above the father. It is not impossible to be the commander of the Western Expedition, but you said that Shenwei Duke died under the "Tongtian Sword" in the Qin Dynasty..."

Sifanghou's state of mind was as unshakable as a rock. Even though he heard his own son telling him that he had died, he didn't blink:

"During the Qin Dynasty, the 19th prince of Dafeng seemed to be only 100 years old, and it is said that his qualifications are mediocre and there is no excellence..."

At this point, Sifanghou glanced at his son, and his meaning was self-evident.

"It's not my father's fault. If the child hadn't experienced this, he would never believe it. However, this matter is indeed true!"

Fang Silong's expression was a bit bitter:

"Then Qin Shijiu is well versed in the way of keeping a low profile. If you don't move for a hundred years, you will be shocked by the sky!

Six years later, he killed Shenwei Gong for the first time and became famous all over the world. At that time, he had only had three disasters..."

"Um……"

Sifanghou frowned:

"A hundred years old, if we want to defeat us, we will still be a three-tribulation body..."

"This person is really a genius! Some people in later generations even praised him as the Taizu-yeong-yeong-yeong!"

Fang Silong's expression became more bitter:
Chapter completed!