Immortal Voices

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Seeing that only one short-lived insect survived through the space and fell into the forbidden world, Rong Xian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

She was very interested in the small world that had never been discovered under the protection of heaven.

After finishing her work on the Taoist platform, she could take a walk.

And soon there will be other good news.

As the restrictions were lifted bit by bit, the last sea of ​​blood seemed to disappear because there was no strength to support it.

The remnant soul that was lucky enough to survive stared resentfully at the monk below, being sucked into the sea of ​​blood. Below, Yu Ze said unhappily: "What do those remnant souls mean? We weren't the ones who killed them. Why don't they keep an eye on Emperor Xu?"

Shang Qianqiu turned around, looked Yu Ze up and down, and said slowly, "Isn't it obvious? You bully the weak and fear the strong."

Yu Ze: I know I'm a bit softer compared to Emperor Xu, but you really don't have to say it so clearly. Demon cultivators also want to save face.

Who knows how that madman Emperor Xu cultivated.

Speaking of cultivation, Yu Ze counted with his fingers the time it took Emperor Xu to reach Zhongqian Realm and his current cultivation level, and took a breath of cold air.

In less than a hundred years, his cultivation has reached the level of a heavenly immortal, which is even more powerful than the talent of the Sword Emperor. It is not an exaggeration to call him a monster.

It's strange to say that I don't see any monk talking about Emperor Xu's cultivation and age.

It doesn't matter if Yuze doesn't understand, but there are smart people around him.

After he asked through the voice transmission, Shang Qianqiu gave him an unclear look, and then explained with a complex expression: "The identity of Emperor Xu is destined to her height. Only people at the same height as her will pay attention to her." Everything. Yet people at the same level ignore the rest because of the way she behaves."

In short, Rong Xian did not act according to common sense and was cruel and tyrannical. Therefore, what others saw was Rong Xian's domineering style, not the time he spent practicing.

In addition, everyone knows that she has the support of the national destiny, and it doesn't matter if she is stronger, so she ignores it if it seems to be nothing.

Occasionally, there are people who want to know the secret of Rong Xian's rapid cultivation, but they are not so strong-willed that they dare not come forward and tease them.

Who in the northern Xinjiang continent does not know Emperor Xu’s virtue of holding grudges.

After listening to Shang Qianqiu's explanation, Yu Ze felt deeply that he didn't have enough brains. He sighed deeply, as if to cheer himself up, and said, "If there is a next life, I must be smarter so that I won't live such a confused life."

A gentle voice sounded, gentle and soft, but like a devil's whisper, "Who knows if you said the same thing in your previous life."

Yuze: "..." Wow.

The corners of other people's mouths twitched, Emperor Xu actually bullied that silly demon cultivator in public.

Wait, Emperor Xu? ?

Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw that the road to the king in the void had long since disappeared, and there was no trace of the Blood Sea Bone Mountain. What was even more frightening was that the throne was missing!

Yan Kui was shocked: "Your Majesty, where is the throne?" Also, when did you come down? ?

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows, inexplicably giving off a scornful air: "The throne belongs to me, why do you want to **** it from me?"

The veins on Yan Kui's forehead popped up: "Your Majesty!"

Whoever wants to **** that thing is not risking his life.

The blood under the throne hasn't dried yet.

After teasing Yan Kui, Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and smiled very proudly: "I will put the throne away. If I win, it will be mine."

Yan Kui responded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, yours, yours."

Suddenly, he noticed the bright spot, quickly looked at Rong Xian, and subconsciously raised his voice: "Why did you put the throne away? I heard that the king needs to sit on the throne and wait for the blessing of heaven, don't you want it?"

This is similar to the coronation of heaven.

When Heaven distributes its power to the person who becomes the king, that person's power will be instantly enhanced by several levels, and he will be able to gain enlightenment with the help of Heaven's power.

But Rong Xian refused this.

The speechless people who can intercept the power of Heaven at the enthronement ceremony and fight against Heaven on the platform are not pursuing the power of Heaven's charity at all.

She fought for the throne because she didn't want someone to suddenly come out to be her equal, and she didn't want a new force to cause trouble for her. Even if this was just a hypothesis, Rong Xian refused.

This has nothing to do with Heaven, she doesn't need Heaven to crown her at all.

She herself has become a **** in the small world.

How do you say that? Everyone is the same, why do you want to be superior to me?

Moreover, there were still inexplicable thoughts surging in her heart, and she could not appreciate the little power given by heaven at all.

If you want to give it, give it all.

Of course, these words cannot be revealed.

Rong Xian pondered for a moment and said, "I have a grudge against Heaven, and it will not crown me."

As a person who once served as a member of the Heavenly Dao, Rong Xian uses herself to save others. If someone quarreled with her all day long, it would be strange if she didn't give that person some shoes.

No matter what strength you need, it is already magnanimous to not allow bad luck.

After saying "I have a grudge against Heaven", the other monks didn't say anything more.

There is a spirit of heaven in this world. Since Emperor Xu said so, no matter whether there is hatred or not, there will definitely be one in the end.

Whether it comes from the beginning or after talking about it, it is not an ordinary person.

It’s not like you’re tired of life. Who has nothing to do to tease the gods? Maybe you want to have a good meal to say goodbye?

Everyone sighed in their hearts, this is a wolf killing.

When the atmosphere was just right, a frost-like cold breath quickly approached, and another unruly wind sound mixed with the aroma of wine came over slowly.

Everyone was shocked.

Led by Sima Hengjun, the four major families, the three great masters, and others all retreated hundreds of miles.

The Confucian people, Zhao Hu, and Jun Wu also retreated.

Everyone knows what will happen next.

In a sense, it is just domestic strife.

But the reality is that the ruthless Taoist master cuts off the fate.

In the dark, a will that was so vast that it was boundless suddenly came, causing everyone's expressions to change drastically in an instant.

That cold will made everyone except Rong Xian feel frightened.

Like a king who controls the order of thousands of creatures from above, he cannot be refuted or disobeyed, cold and ruthless.

Heaven comes.

Rong Xian lowered his eyes, it seems that the characteristics of the way of heaven depend on the characteristics of the world.

There are many fairy kingdoms in the middle thousand realms, and the emperors are supreme. Therefore, the way of heaven also has the atmosphere of emperors being solemn.

But - "I have a saying that I should say but not say." Rong Xian said tactfully.

Actually, it's not tactful at all.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and they were able to formulate questions into declarative sentences, but they were afraid they couldn't stop them from speaking inappropriately.

As expected, before they could speak, Rong Xian tried his best to spread his wings on the verge of angering Tiandao: "Maybe I, a bumpkin from the Small Thousand Realm, made such a fuss, but I still can't help but wonder, how come you, the Tiandao of the Thousand Realms, are so angry? It's such a gossip, why would it want to watch other people kill Chen Yuan?"

After the words fell, there was silence all around. Everyone looked up at Emperor Xu who read and wrote to seek death. For a moment, they felt that the law of heaven was unfair.

How come such people can survive so easily, yet they have to linger on the edge of life and death, and get struck by lightning from time to time?