I’m a tourist, you say I’m a god!

Chapter 449

Breaking through to become the Supreme Grand Master later, Lin Beichen was fast.

In less than a year, he soared more than a thousand miles, reaching the Great City in the air.

At this moment, the Great City was on strict guard.

Because for this time, the Great Emperor summoned 50,000 great guards of the capital, and also controlled the 8th Imperial Court to become a high-ranking guard.

This one is a powerful machine, considered ten parts powerful.

However, however, the Great Emperor was a large number of masters, but the more foreign masters.

They all hid in the capital, depending on the time.

At this time, the palace is inside.

The Great Emperor, the Imperial Prince and the Imperial Court all converged here, witnessing a thousand years of knitting practice.

At the central square palace, there was a huge knitting furnace, burning to the point of flushing. At the knitting furnace next door, filled with all kinds of strange treasures, these are all knitting gods.

Other than that, there was a fat, stern-faced man standing in front of the knitting furnace.

Without many words, this person was in charge of practicing The Void Dao.

The Great Emperor walked over and asked earnestly: “Master, how to prepare?”

No Void Sect Master: “Your Majesty, you have prepared satisfactorily! After half the time, you can start the knitting furnace!”

The Great Emperor sneered: “Good good! The Master continues to prepare, I will not disturb you!”

“Your Majesty, please!” The Void Chief said.

Watching the Great Emperor leave his body, The Void Sect Master at the corner of his mouth showed a flash of bitterness.

In fact, he didn’t want to practice knitting either.

But being forced by the Great Emperor, not practicing must also practice a, not so will fall head.

But when it comes to speech training, I don’t know if it won’t work.

Until now, he hadn’t thought it was clear in Daxia once to practice knitting, why he had failed.

Clearly the same form, clearly the same sequence, clearly the same form, clearly the same form, not wrong at all, the result is not successful, bringing her to ruin.

So, this time it may or may not be the god of knitting, there is no answer in his heart.

Success is good, if failure . . .

He couldn’t imagine, he was full of internal affairs, and his heart was full of expectations of what the Great Emperor would do to her.

“Alright, take a step!” Void Dao let out a sigh.

Ever since he first cultivated the Immortal Immortal Medicine, his destiny couldn’t help but be mastered by himself.

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After thinking about it, he removed all thoughts, stabilized his mind, and prepared to practice knitting.

Half the time quickly passed.

The Void Dao Leader opened his eyes and shouted: “The wind comes!”

Then the aura shot out, forming a great wind blowing in the direction of knitting, yielding in the cremation furnace to even more fullness.

Then he shouted, “Fire comes!”

In his hand condensed a fire, hitting the knitting furnace.

“Water comes!”

. . .

Just like that, The Void Leader did the operation step by step, and the previous two times practiced knitting was not wrong at all.

Even then spitting blood, the amount of medicine is the same.

It can be said that, because this time practicing knitting, The Void Leader is really a miserable conscience.

In the past, there was no such dedication.

The Great Emperor who looked like he was drunk, was ten parts agitated.

“Start! The master begins to practice knitting!”

“It’s this! I remember well, the last time was the same as knitting!”

“I remember well, it was the same last time!”

“Congratulations to your majesty, the god of knitting wants to train!”

“Your Majesty, immortality, is at hand!”

. . .

At the bottom of the room, the Great Emperor smiled freely: “Ha ha . . . If the god of knitting is immortal, he will definitely reward you!”

“Your Majesty!” The mandarin exclaimed.

In the end, it finally came to the most crucial step.

The Void Dao Leader paused, clumsily raised his head to look up at the sky, his mind filled with uncertainty and anxiety.

He had two times of knitting divine cultivation, the first was successful, at that time the weather was abnormal, lowered to punish him, and at the same time Destroyed the God of Knitting. The 2nd time failed, the weather did not change at all.

To be clear, if the god of knitting is successful, there will be inspiration in the sky.

Therefore, he is currently extremely aspirational, in the sky can descend some static.

“Damn it, come quickly, beg you!”

Standing in the sky Lin Beichen, looking at the crying for the dishonest Taoist, smiled, and gently waved his hand.

In an instant, the entire capital suddenly blew up in a battle.

“Bury ”

Hey the wind is big again, the body can blow people away.

No Great Leader!

The wind is here!

Now the wind is here!

Whether or not it makes sense . . .

He cultivated the god of knitting, wanting to be okay?

At this time, the Great Emperor was also great.

“Your Majesty, this is the wind! The wind is coming!”

“Last time the master practiced knitting, it was also a big wind!”

“This is heaven, the god of knitting replied!”

“Your Majesty, the Immortal Immortal Medicine is really finished!”

. . .

The Great Emperor laughed, and said excitedly: “The wind has come! This one doesn’t seem like normal! Just like last time! If I don’t remember correctly, coming to pick it up will fly to dark clouds, down to heavy rain!”

As soon as he finished speaking, lin Beichen waved his hand again.

Momentarily, the surrounding clouds quickly condensed, turning into a large and thick black cloud, covering the capital.

No Void Chief is crazy!

Then the dark clouds came!

Not wrong at all!

Did he practice knitting this time, really?

The Great Emperor who was also in a frenzy.

“Your Majesty, you are right, the sky is flying to dark clouds, preparing to rain!”

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“Same last time I practiced knitting, exactly the same!”

“God of knitting, I’m so prepared to train, congratulations to your majesty!”

. . .

The Great Emperor once again laughed: “You are not wrong, I think so too! Now the wind comes to Yunlai, come and pick up the rain!”

Suddenly, it rained heavily in the sky.

This moment is in winter, the wind is blowing again, it is raining, the weather is ten parts negative, but, the big heart is ten parts hot, very agitated.

Because the wind comes, Yun Lai, the rain comes, the god of knitting will soon come out!

Especially The Void Daoist, provoking the whole fat flesh to fight.

Every step was not wrong, proving that he was a god of knitting this time!

Since then, his destiny is protected!

He’s protective, too!

God bless!

I am indeed your dearest god!

Ha ha ha! ! !

The Void Dao Leader laughed: “Your Majesty, there are also great people, who are about to come, want to destroy the god of knitting! There are also high-ranking people, who may want to take over the Polytheism, invite you to get ready!”

The Great Emperor replied loudly: “Master, please rest assured, I have prepared carefully soon!”

“Alright Your Majesty!” The Void Leader continued to practice knitting.

At this time, Lin Beichen waved his hand again, the dark clouds were thick inside, and it was terrifying.

The other loved the purple aura, illuminating the entire capital.

The giant inwardly said in a whisper: “Come!

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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