This is a very expensive one.

It was so big that neither Liusha Tower nor other holy places could bear it, but Liusha Tower chose to die while standing.

"Emperor, can you wait for another half a quarter of an hour?" The old woman bowed deeply again.

"He won't come."

Xu Lai spoke calmly.

He knew what the old woman in the quasi-emperor realm of Liusha Tower was thinking, but she was just waiting for the help of the Tiangui Clan.

But in Tianguiyuanying's eyes, I'm afraid that everyone except him will be chess pieces that can be used and abandoned at will.

For the chess piece.

There is no need to risk yourself.

Why doesn't the old woman understand this?

She naturally knew that she could not wait for the Emperor Tiangui.

But if you want to live, you have to try it.

Not only for the sake of her descendants, but also for her life and life.

The old woman gradually stood up straight and held a white flute in her hand. The flute was still flowing with crystal white sand, which looked particularly beautiful.

She looked at Xu Lai and said seriously: "Please give the Emperor and draw the sword."

Dead while standing.

It's always easy to die on your knees.

"Um."

Xu Lai nodded and slashed out a sword.

Even though dozens of barriers condensed in front of the old woman, she still broke down the moment Xu Lai drew her sword, and her body became riddled with holes.

Sword Intent.

Through her body, she fell on the giant tower.

The quicksand tower collapsed with a bang.

In an instant, countless creatures fell in the tower.

"Great send, Emperor."

When the old woman's soul was about to collapse, she bowed deeply to Xu Lai again.

Xu Lai didn't look much and took the third step.

It is still the twenty-seventh domain, but the surrounding scenery has become extremely cold, and this is the territory of the Ice Clan.

Without saying too much, Xu Lai cut out the third sword.

Then go to the next holy land.

Each holy land only cuts one sword.

Any creature associated with the target, no matter where it is in the east, west, south, north, and north, can never escape the suppression of the Qingfeng sword intent.

Xianyue is no longer one or two, but dozens or hundreds of them appear from the Eastern Immortal Realm at the same time.

This strange scene.

It shocked the entire fairyland.

But this is more like the beginning. In the end, Xianyu has turned into a large string of fireworks that appear at the same time, so cheap that it is like fireworks sold on Earth.

Yes.

It's like fireworks.

In the sky above the destroyed Dongshan Sect, Sikong Jiu looked dazed, as if he had returned to the first era when the group of emperors emerged.

At that time, the quasi-emperors of the Immortal Realm were everywhere, with many immortals as dogs, and there were even a lot of emperor realms. The fall of top-notch powerful people seemed to be worthless.

The more Sikong Jiu looked at it, the more he felt like it. As he looked, his eyes disappeared in a daze, and he replaced it with loneliness.

Before the dream returns to the cycle of reincarnation, the protagonist of the world is no longer his Jiu Kongsi, but Xu Qingfeng.

years.

How cruel.

"Fellow Taoist, the Emperor started a massacre today, which will not be of any benefit to the upcoming Emperor's death. Please advise me."

The Holy Lord was frightened and couldn't help but speak to Sikong Jiu, hoping that the people around the Emperor could stop the killing.

"Come on."

Sikong Jiu nodded repeatedly: "From now on, I admit that you are an ally of the Heavenly Court, and you go and persuade me."

“…”

The Holy Lord who spoke before was speechless, so he naturally dared not persuade him, and he would never dare to do so in his life.

that's all.

The saints above the auspicious clouds did not dare to leave, nor did they dare to talk more, and sat on the auspicious clouds for two days and two nights.

period.

They sensed the pressure of several powerful people from the ninth level of quasi-emperor, including the breath of the imperial weapon!

But it all disappeared soon.

"call."

Many holy lords breathed heavily, and they had never shown their emotions for tens of thousands of years, and could no longer remain calm.

Another day passed, and only a few immortals appeared in the fairyland scattered, but the Emperor did not come back.

The fourth day and night.

The fifth day and night.

The sixth day and night.

At this time, the immortal falls completely, and the immortal realm falls into strange silence. The Taoist sects have closed the mountain protection formations and prohibited the disciples from leaving.

The seventh day and night.

The eighth day and night.

The ninth day and night.

Xu Lai still didn't come back.

This time, not only did the major lords unable to sit still, but even Sikong Jiu was a little worried, and always felt that something big was about to happen.

Time passed day by day until the 20th day after the Emperor left.

Over the Dongshan Sect, many saints were depressed and chose to talk or discuss with fellow Taoists nearby.

"The Emperor, it's not going to die, right? Why haven't you come back yet?"

"The Emperor of Heavenly Ghost might still be alive and fights the Emperor in the sky outside the sky."

"Will we... go?"

The spiritual thoughts collided and exchanged, but no one dared to get up and leave.

They dare not gamble.

If the Emperor is still alive, leaving before he returns will bring a catastrophe to his own Taoist dynasty.

In exchange.

A figure slowly walked from the depths of the starry sky.

It was not until they approached and stood behind Sikong Jiu that the Holy Lords noticed it, and their eyes were respectful and awe-inspiring.

Everyone stood up and bowed at the same time, and said respectfully: "Greetings to the Emperor."

Xu Lai didn't say anything.

The Holy Lords continued to bend over, and no one dared to stand up.

The time is particularly long at this time.

It may be a breath, a day, a year, and some people may feel that an era has passed.

finally.

The calm man's voice sounded: "Xu Qingfeng can't stand the worship of all the Holy Lords."

No one dared to get up, but he worshiped him even deeper.

Xu Lai shook his head slightly.

He really didn't show off his airs, sat on the auspicious clouds and whispered: "Sit all."
To be continued...