Qin Jiu song tongue blooming lotus, every word from his mouth, condensed the meaning, in this sky between the stars, into a character, each word contains the earth and earth reason, is "holy text."

That said, a hundred years!

In a hundred years, this endless starry sky is filled with the dense text of the holy text, brighter than the stars above the sky.

The sound of the voice is out of thin air.

The strong in the field, in the too virtual world is nothing more than the existence of wind and rain, but immersed in the fantasy world built by the holy text and fairy voice, their strong spirit, but at this moment are all lost, with the Qin Jiu Song's thinking and moving.

Their will was completely replaced by the will of Qin Jiu Song...

In this way, as long as Qin Jiu Song is moved, he can even erase the spiritual source of the strong in the field, and imprint it on its own source, so as to exhaust the strong people in the too virtual world and turn them into their own doubles.

However, Qin Jiu Song is not like that.

Speaking of people in the field, the people in the field are strong, but that is only relatively speaking, not in the eyes of Qin Jiu Song, and Qin Jiu Song has come to this step, how can his anger be so narrow?

In this sermon, his goal is pure.

It is to help people to be sanctified!

Of course, the path of achievement is given by the Qin Nine Songs, that is, the Qin Family Saint!

His holy song!

Suddenly, the Qin Nine Songs, which were also immersed in the sermon, were slightly moved at the moment, and a pair of eyes that saw through the dark, focused on the figure in the second row of the field wearing yellow robes, showing some joy.

“Finally...”

He whispers to me.

But it is very strange that although he said this in his mouth, the preaching was not disturbed in the slightest, and the word of the sermon, which contains the most original will of heaven and earth, is still condensed in the stars according to a law of the underworld.

Blow up!

In the second row of futons, a extremely strong air machine, rising from the sky, the golden force into nine golden dragons, releasing an explosive momentum.

Oh, hey!

The great lord of the week opened his eyes sharply, and the majestic eyes were now filled with a kind of fanaticism and excitement, and there were dragons shining in their eyes.

He was on the verge of breaking!

The Lord of the Great Week is the old quasi-holy, but the existence of the same age as the Tai fictitious Lord, although it is not as amazing as the Lord, it is impossible to take that step by itself, and even the war power is not as high as the top, and it has not been broken through the quasi-holy Emperor, but it stands in the current realm, but it has been more than a thousand years, which is the deepest list.

Now it is time to meet the opportunity of Qin Jiu Song's preaching, and finally took the lead in making a breakthrough and touching the threshold of the holy place!

“Qin Sheng?”

The fever in the eyes of the great-week god was a little, showing a sense of awe, looking at the Qin Nine Songs, and carefully speaking out.

According to the guidance of the underworld, at this moment, he should have successfully broken through, achieved the saint, and then transcended it in the midst of the too virtual world.

But now, however, it is still a step short.

He knew that the step was not his own cause, but ... the person in front of him!

Too false world is different, and now to be sanctified, in addition to the accumulation of the background and the understanding of heaven, but also a condition is essential -

Qin's approval!

If you want to be sanctified, you can, but you must nod your head!

At this time, the other people in the field were also feeling, and they all woke up a little bit of wisdom and paid attention to what happened to the Lord of the Great Week.

In this state, the second use of distraction is not a problem, and under the control of Qin Jiu Song, this distraction will not have any effect on the smell.

Qin Jiu Song's face was a faint smile, as if the gods were looking down on his followers, even though the believer was so powerful.

He slowly said, “Lord of the Week, you... may you be sanctified, and from now on for me...”

He was slightly, but his gentle eyes were a little more oppressive at this time, as if it were substantially pressed against the Lord of the Great Week, and the latter was a sense of muscle tingling.

The remaining words of Qin Jiu Song finally sounded:

“The Qin Family!”

Yes, Qin's Saint!

The simple three-word words are absolutely overbearing.

You can choose not to be holy, but if you want to be sanctified, that is, the Qin family saint, he Qin Jiu Song under the realm of the saint... believers, serve him as Lord!

Hearing the three words of the Qin family, the ecstasy on the face of the great Zhou God who had not yet completely converged, suddenly became frozen and stashed a little.

Although he had already guessed such a result, and even his heart had been secretly prepared, but now he suddenly heard such words, he was still reluctant to listen to such words...

After all, such a existence as his, will be willing to bow down, even if he knows that this life must live in the shadow of Qin Jiu Song, but he does not want to be in such a thorough form.

In addition to the great God, the rest of the strong people heard the words and shook their faces.

But the preaching of the hundred years has gradually destroyed their vigilance and resistance to Qin Nine Songs in their hearts, and more importantly, the sanctification of their existence is the most important thing under heaven.

In order to be sanctified, in order to gain that all-in-one power, they can give up everything!

It is only a thought, and the great God has made a decision.

“Your subordinates...willing, after that, Qin’s family of saints!”

He spoke, and the voice of the reverberation of the whole world was full of utterances.

Qin Jiu Song is very satisfied.

“I want you to be holy!”

He whispered, pointing out.

At that moment, time and space shut down.

The great-king God’s figure slowly rose up, and the wood stood between the heavens and the earth.

The aerobatic machine came and condensed into countless pompous lines, and then the giant god god god in the lid of the spirit, crazy infusion into, followed by the will of heaven and earth in the underworld, that is, the will to belong to Qin Jiu Song.

Since then, even if Qin Jiu Song does not use his immeasurable magic, a thought, can also determine the life and death of the big Zhou God!

This is the true holy Qin song!

Even the other two true saints do not have such terrible control, because although they are born true saints, but the eternal truth law is too strong and perfect, even if they can not cut off the martial arts of others, as long as they have enough talent, the emperor of the eternal true world can achieve the quasi-holy, that is, too false and the saints in the world of the heavens and all the worlds.

Only the nine songs!

In the past, there were no such people!

Rumble!

The dazzling luminous light is all the way, and even the other quasi-sacles are in front of such a god, there is a feeling of not opening their eyes, and it is painful.

When their eyes returned to normal, they looked at the figure in the field, and suddenly their pupils were wide.

Like integration into the world, the imperial power is transformed into a golden dragon, from the top of its head, endless, straight into the cosmic starry sky.

Holy Spirit, Holy!

And they can't see, an invisible silk thread, but the golden dragon is bound, the head of the silk thread, wrapped around the fingertips of Qin Jiu Song.

It looks like Grandpa King is dead, R.I.P.