Emperor Yutianwu

despair.

Apart from this, the Qi family could not feel anything else.

how so?

Qi Wudao didn't understand, and neither did the Qi family.

Thinking back to the time when we first came to the Immortal Realm, how magnificent the Qi family was? All the great saint emperors obey orders and no one dares to disobey.

It is said that the Immortal Realm is a place in the lower realm, as humble as an ant. Facts have proved that the Immortal Realm at that time was indeed like this. There were very few holy emperors, not even immortal kings. If it were not for the protection of the boundary wall, the Qi family could be easily destroyed.

But how many years has it been?

Just a few decades, right? Chu Yan had become so powerful that when he returned with five Immortal Kings, the six Immortal Kings sent by the Qi family were all dead and killed invisibly. They didn't even have a chance to notice.

Now, Chu Yan is in the Dragon League. Their two Immortal Kings and hundreds of Saint Emperors seem so humble and insignificant.

On the contrary, the people in the Dragon Alliance were extremely excited.

In the Immortal Realm, I have been in despair for too many years.

I think back then, anyone from the upper realm could come here and bully them, making the Immortal Realm unable to lift its head. But all this will end today. The king of their Immortal Realm is not dead and is back.

Uplifting, exciting.

"Palace Master, give the order." The Master of Sword King Manor said with a smile.

"Kill, leave no one behind!" Chu Yan said coldly, and then he flashed and went straight to Longshan. The bloody array prison opened a hole for him to enter.

As for Qi Wudao, Qi Family Immortal King, Ling Xiao Immortal King and others, Chu Yan ignored them. These people were already dead in his eyes. They were doomed from the moment they stepped into Longshan.

"Haha, everyone, let's start the work!" The owner of Sword King Village laughed loudly: "There are not enough people this time, everyone will fight for the head based on their ability."

"Leave Ling Xiao to me and Nishang. You go and snatch the weak Immortal King." Zizhu Immortal King said, dividing the work in a few words.

"Then let's grab some Saint Emperor-level heads. King Yi, let's compete?" Jian Yi said.

"Who is afraid of whom!" King Yi laughed, wings sprouted from his back, formed a strangulation formation under the Fusion Avenue, and went straight towards the group of hundreds of Saint Emperors to kill.

Below, Wangfeng and others' eyes also flashed with excitement, and they shouted loudly: "Lin Daoyan, open the blood formation, I want to join the battle too!"

"Dragon League, follow me and kill!" Li Chaoyang held the Feng Liu Sword: "Hahaha, I have been suppressed and beaten all the time. I am so frustrated that I am finally in my prime!"

"No!" The Qi family's side screamed endlessly.

No matter in terms of realm or number of people, the gap is too big.

It's a completely one-sided crushing.

"Bang!" In just a moment, the Immortal King of the Qi family was surrounded and killed by four Holy Emperors, and his Holy body broke apart continuously.

Yes, there were four of them, and the little wolf was also involved. It had just broken through before, and wanted to show off its power, but was almost beaten to death by Immortal King Lingxiao. This time, it had a better memory and went straight to kill the elders of the Qi family.

"Chu Yan, are you crazy?"

The Immortal King of the Qi Family screamed, looking at the Master of the Sword King Manor and saying, "Although I don't know who you are, we are descendants of the Qi royal family in the world. Do you really want to make an enemy of the Qi family because of his Holy Emperor? "

"That's so long-winded." The owner of the Sword King Manor sneered: "The Qi family? That declining royal family? Are you worthy of letting us betray the palace owner?"

"Palace Master?" Mr. Qi's face turned even paler.

"That's right, in this world, we only follow the Palace Master, what kind of royal family, just for fame and reputation!" Chief Yi scolded, feeling the deepest feeling. He fought to the death that day. As a descendant of the Yishen Clan, no one from the Yishen Clan has come forward. On the contrary, it was Chu Yan. Work hard for them and move forward.

This kind of kindness is worth following them throughout their lives.

"kill!"

"No!" The seventh elder of the Qi family made a desperate voice.

"Boom!" His holy body kept exploding: "Chu Yan, you have to die well. The Qi family will never let you go. Sooner or later, the Qi family will destroy your entire fairyland!"

"Seniors, don't let him die so happily. I want his holy road to be cut off every inch, and he will never be reincarnated again!" Chu Yan said coldly.

"Okay!" The owner of the Sword King Manor laughed loudly, and with a roar, the Sword Dao Hidden Sky landed on the top of the Qi Family Elder's Holy Road, and then fell down inch by inch, tearing it apart.

The next moment, Patriarch Yi's divine wings strangled him and turned into a violent storm, piercing him with thousands of holes.

"Boom!"

The sky is constantly raining blood, and the holy road is cut off.

Today, another Immortal King died.

Immortal King Lingxiao's face turned pale at this time. He never thought that he would meet Chu Yan here. He couldn't figure it out. When he went to the Immortal Realm, he got the will of the two royal families of Chen and Xiao, but why would Chu Yan appear here now?

Moreover, the two Immortal Palaces are still in a state of checks and balances in Jiutian. When he went to the Immortal Realm, he specifically stated that if there was any movement in the Dragon Palace, he would immediately attack with a large army and destroy the Dragon Palace. Isn't Chu Yan not afraid at all?

"Chu Yan, how dare you bring five Immortal Kings to the Immortal Realm, don't you want Jiutian Dragon Palace? Lingxiao Immortal Palace will never let you go!" Lingxiao Immortal King said angrily.

Chu Yan raised his head and looked at Immortal King Lingxiao sadly: "No more!"

"What did you say?" Immortal King Lingxiao was startled.

"Lingxiao Immortal Palace is gone. They are all dead, not a single one is left." Chu Yan said word by word.

"This is impossible!" Immortal King Lingxiao's eyes narrowed violently. Lingxiao Immortal Palace was everything to him, but now Chu Yan actually said that it was destroyed?

As if he guessed that Immortal King Lingxiao would not believe it, Chu Yan waved his hand, and a figure as miserable as a dead dog was thrown out directly, hitting Immortal King Lingxiao at his feet.

"Junior brother?" Immortal King Lingxiao's eyes shrank when he saw that figure. The downcast figure was none other than his junior brother, one of the two Immortal Kings left behind in Lingxiao Immortal Palace.

Not long ago, Chu Yan destroyed the Qi family's army, sensed him on the way to the Dragon League, and captured him casually.

"What happened? Where is the Immortal Palace? Where is Junior Brother Yu?" Immortal King Lingxiao said in a low voice.

"It's gone, it's all gone..." Immortal King Beiming had been deposed at this time, and his avenue was shattered. He only had one breath left. When he saw Immortal King Lingxiao, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he said in pain: "You go. Soon after, the Dragon Palace army came to the Immortal Palace, and the six Immortal Kings all took action. Senior Brother Yu was dead, all of them, no one was left!"

"Boom!" At this moment, Immortal King Lingxiao's avenue shook violently and seemed to be broken. He shook his head: "Impossible! This is impossible! The Xiao and Chen clans didn't take action? Where are the ancestors? Aren't the ancestors here? Dragon Alliance Among the six immortals, none of them are close to the gods, how could this happen?"

"The Xiao clan took action, but they were suppressed by the mysterious strong man. The ancestors were also dead and killed from the air. There is no more Ling Xiao in the nine heavens." Immortal King Beiming was completely desperate. After finishing his words, he spat out a mouthful of blood. , he also died and committed suicide, not wanting to continue living in this world with shame.

"No!" Immortal King Lingxiao looked up to the sky and roared.

"Why!"

"Heaven is unfair!"

Above the nine heavens, the attack of the Purple Bamboo Immortal King and Nan Yu Nishang has arrived, showing the potential to strangle. The endless Purple Bamboo turns into spears and swords, destroying the void, and the phantoms of the divine phoenix burn the sky, falling infinitely downwards, as if they are feet. Destroy everything.

Immortal King Lingxiao looked up and did not resist the nearly invincible attack. He just quietly held the body of Immortal King Beiming in his arms, and memories kept flooding into his mind.

That year, he, King Yu and Immortal King Beiming jointly became disciples and became brothers with different surnames. Ling Xiao was the senior brother. The other two were willing to obey. At that time, they made an agreement to attain enlightenment together in the future and become immortals. The throne of king.

Later, they both succeeded. When King Yu and Beiming became enlightened, they both obtained Taoist palace orders and opened a fairy palace. They wanted to leave, but Ling Xiao personally found the two of them and begged them to stay and assist him. Agreeing, the three of them agreed that one day in the future, they would make Lingxiao Immortal Palace famous for nine days.

But as their realms improved, they learned about the royal family and too many secrets of the world, which made them realize their insignificance. Not to mention unifying the nine realms, it was just a divine path, which made it difficult for them to move forward.

Both King Yu and Beiming thought about giving up, but Ling Xiao refused. He was unwilling to be ordinary and wanted to defy fate. When he cooperated with the Chen royal family, King Yu advised him that he was playing with fire, but he did not believe in fate. You think you are extraordinary, why can't you become a god? Can't go against heaven?

But now, he had killed two of his senior brothers.

"Destiny! I can't resist it, I can't resist it!"

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the three-thousand-meter holy road was cut off.

At this moment, the fairyland was torn apart, the sky was dark, and blood was raining continuously.

"I can not be reconciled!"

"I don't want to die!" Qi Wudao let out a scream that shocked the world before he died. He was still young and had not yet attained Taoism. He didn't want to die.

A moment later, the Qi family's entire army was wiped out, and no one survived. The land of Longshan was in ruins except for the Blood Prison Formation.

Today, the Immortal Realm is constantly shaking, the Immortal Kings are falling one after another, and the broken mountains in the outside world are filled with holy blood, turning into a long river of holy blood.

It was too fast. Who could have imagined that it would end like this just a stick of incense ago? The Qi family came with a mighty force, including hundreds of Saint Emperors, almost cutting off the Holy Road of the Dragon Alliance, but in the blink of an eye, everything was in vain and no longer existed.

And this huge reversal ended only because of the return of one person. At this time, too many people looked at the young man in white on Longshan Mountain. He stood there quietly, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, but many people in the fairyland couldn't help but have two feelings in their hearts. In one word, that is...

legend.