Heavenly Emperor

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun sits in front of him, and the six Sages are standing next to each other. They all look at the illusory image formed by Magic power in front of them. It is the scene of the tens of thousands of races running away and falling down the mountain.

Hongjun sat on her head cross-legged, as smooth as a mountain, as if he were one with the great road, and said, "There are very few survivors of the two Lich clan. Go and protect their blood forever!"

"Yes" the two responded together, but did not leave in a hurry, but wanted to ask what else.

He saw Hongjun wave his hand, and then said: "From today, the gates of the Zixiao Palace are closed, you can start a sect in the lower realm by yourself, and you will be the ancestor of a faction."

The human race was popular, and Sage was born. In an instant, these eight words rolled through the minds of six people. Even if it was already Sage, their faces also showed a slight smile.

Hongjun didn't look at them anymore, got up, and walked toward the depths.

The six people nodded together, except that Daddy was concentrating and didn't know what to think about, and Nuwa looked at the phantom with complicated faces, the other four people all showed joy, and then said in unison: "Send Master."

When Hongjun left, the six people could be considered relaxed. Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the phantom and said lightly: "The Lich family is really unwilling to give up. They have been the lord of heaven and earth for so long, so they still want to. Coveting glory forever."

"It's really greedy." The Master Tongtian continued, but he was not as direct as Yuanshi Tianzun. He was more neutral and said: "Thousands of people don't want Yongchang, they are nothing to blame."

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered, did not pay attention to the Master Tongtian, but continued: "It's a pity that Xia Qi didn't curl up in it. He was alone, and he turned inside and out, and he was a dashing line."

Hearing this sentence, the other people showed a pity on their faces. The difference was nothing more than more or less. Only Nuwa's expression became more complicated. When he even faintly looked at Yuanshi Tianzun's back, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Of murder.

However, at this moment, in that phantom, Bu Zhou Mountain, which was about to hit the ground, was filled with blood, and disappeared, disappearing between the sky and the earth.

Even if it was Sage, he couldn't help showing a shocked face at this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun rushed forward two steps, pounced on the edge of the illusory platform, looked at it, and saw that the bottom half of Bu Zhoushan was still there, and the gravel was still falling, even And the snow fluttering.

The only thing missing was the imperfect mountain in the upper half of the size of a heavenly palace. The two Daoists were quasi-taught by the side and exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

Unlike these people, the Lord Tongtian sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and then pinched his fingers. Although Sage can calculate secrets, he needs to be calm, and some secret secrets that are too deep can't be counted.

Seeing the movements of the Master Tongtian, Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhun Tijie both sat down cross-legged, pinching their fingers and letting go.

Nuwa glanced at them faintly, then turned and walked out, looking at the clouds and Yunshu in the distance, with a look dazed at what he was thinking, and a voice suddenly came out next to him and exclaimed: "With the strength of the quasi-sage peak, so many Sages are worried about it. Then Xia Qi is really the first person in the great famine."

Nuwa's face suddenly changed, and immediately recovered holiness. He turned around and said, "Brother, why don't you go and count where Zhoushan went?"

"Never mind." Daddy waved his hand, beckoning a green bull to walk out of the corner, he sat on it diagonally, and the green bull walked slowly.

"It's still in the midst of this great famine or not. I'll stop a fight first. Even if I retreat from the stage, I don't have to use such a tragic and tragic ending. It's almost completely destroyed. It's too cruel."

I don't know if it is really good or intentional. Anyway, daddy is the only one who is prepared to stop it from the lower realm. With a moo and moo, daddy gradually disappears into the distance.

Nuwa was also moved, but immediately withdrew the steps he took, and there were complicated emotions on his holy face.

That little man must not die so easily, he must still be alive and kicking in Buzhou Mountain.

...

I have to say that Sage's intuition is often accurate, especially for female Sage.

Xia Qi is more than just alive and kicking, he is simply energetic. When others fight and fight to death, he is regaining his strength. Moreover, not only the whole body is restored, but there is even a slight increase. Although there is only a slight, but, in his Realm, a trace of Ascension is also difficult, enough to make Xia Qi sigh: As expected, fighting is the best way of cultivation.

At this moment, he is carrying a Shang Yang, carrying a soft egg, carrying the sun and moon wheels in his hands, stepping on the auspicious clouds and flying the flag of flames off the ground, like a stream of light, rushing toward the east desperately, like a fluttering rainbow. It was a thousand miles away in the blink of an eye.

To a certain extent, Xia Qi can also be regarded as dragging his family. If it weren't for his expression is very indifferent and slightly happy, it can even be described as running away.

He used the speed of fleeing to drive, naturally faster, and in a flash, he saw a snow-capped mountain in front of the sky and the earth, even if only half of it, the majesty of the mountain is still exposed, and it is no longer a towering cloud palace. But it is also majestic and hard to expect.

When he rushed to the front, Xia Qi felt a biting icy cold. The upper half of Buzhou Mountain almost stepped from the cold winter to the extreme cold. He was suspended in front of the mountain at the moment, and the cold made him a little bit overwhelmed. One can imagine how far it has reached.

Looking down, Xia Qi fell to the ground, where there were two large blood-filled formations, bloody aura rising into the sky, like Shura The Underworld.

When he fell closer, Xia Qi saw the two scarlet formations covering the entire upper half of Buzhou Mountain. One of them had a thick arm. Although he could move flexibly, he obviously didn't have the ability to communicate. mean.

With a head tilted on the other side, Xing Tian's most critical part, Xia Qi paused, and walked into the bloody array with the flame flag off the ground, kicked the head, and said unceremoniously: " Okay, I'm here to accept your gift."

Xing Tian's head rolled for a certain distance like a ball, and then he suddenly opened his eyes and roared like thunder: "Idiot dreaming, Xia Qi, you can't die. You killed many masters of the Wu clan, how can I believe you?"

Xia Qi tilted his head and didn't explain, but said indifferently: "I will seek you, to solve the puzzles first, and to see if you can get the benefits is the second. As for whether you give it to me, it doesn't matter anymore, I just need to know It will fall in the east."

Xing Tian's head was full of vicious and vicious eyes, and a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Xia Qi, you are polite, you are scorpion-hearted, you shameless villain, you will be condemned by God, and you will be crushed to death."

Xia Qi smiled indifferently, raised his foot to step on Xing Tian's head, and whispered softly: "I personally think that, generally speaking, people who scold such things are often more uncomfortable than those who are scolded."

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