Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

"Jiuxiao Continent, a mere plane of the second heaven, has consumed my Fantasy World for so long." The old man murmured as he looked at the endless sky and earth.

Behind him, six strong men were kneeling, and all of them were in the realm of True God!

Even in the Fantasy World, the strong men in the True God realm were of high status, but at this time, they were respectful and fearful, and no one dared to answer.

The old man was the Lord of the Fantasy World - Huan Qinsong!

He was also the strongest man in the Fantasy World, a peerless great power in the late True God realm!

When reaching the realm of True God, even a small realm can make a huge difference, and the gap will be greater as you go further.

For example, the six people behind Huan Qinsong were all in the middle True God realm, but even if all six of them came together, they were not Huan Qinsong's opponents, because the spiritual power gap between the late True God and the middle True God was too big.

Huan Qinsong frowned and looked at the defensive flags of his soldiers, with a hint of displeasure on his face, saying: "Small Jiuxiao Continent, do you still need you to use defensive flags to delay time?"

Huankong looked extremely ugly, and said in fear: "Master, this Jiuxiao Continent is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, which is much more powerful than we imagined. When I came, I was short of manpower, and their top masters were very strong. I also took this bad plan to protect the soldiers of Huanling Realm."

"Oh? That is to say, when you just came, some strong man of the human race destroyed your prestige, so you had to tread on thin ice." Huan Qinsong said bluntly.

Huankong looked bitter, but could only nod helplessly, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "That should be their strongest, I am not as skilled as him."

"Their strongest? What realm?" Huan Qinsong asked in confusion.

It was a bit unexpected that someone in Jiuxiao Continent could defeat Huankong, who was in the middle stage of True God.

"True God... Early stage, but his actual combat power is comparable to that of a True God in the middle stage." Huankong bowed his head and said.

"Interesting." Huan Qinsong said playfully.

Those who can surpass a small realm and defeat their opponents in the True God Realm are definitely rare martial arts geniuses.

And judging from Huankong's performance, it is obvious that the man defeated him very easily.

"When the army of my Huanling Realm is assembled, I will prepare to conquer the Jiuxiao Continent. At that time, I will give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious contributions." Huan Qinsong patted Huankong and said lightly.

"I obey your command!" . . .

In a tent, Huan Qinsong pushed the curtain and entered. Inside was Huan Qianlong who had just been treated by a medical master in the Huanling Realm.

She sat on the bed expressionlessly, allowing the doctor to wrap layers of gauze in front of her eyes, and the gauze contained the spiritual medicine brought from the Huanling Realm.

Huan Qinsong gestured slightly, and the doctor left tactfully.

"Although the time has been delayed a lot, you did a good job, Qianlong." Huan Qinsong looked at Huan Qianlong and said indifferently.

"My father died, and my mother died too." Huan Qianlong said without emotion, as if he had lost his soul.

Huan Qinsong frowned slightly, "Your father failed in his mission and died in the Jiuxiao Continent. He died a worthy death; and your mother betrayed our Huanling Realm at a critical moment, and her death was not a pity.

You know our rules. For those who betray the clan, the nine clans must be killed." Huan Qinsong said coldly.

"You shouldn't have sent my mother here." Huan Qianlong seemed to not care about Huan Qinsong's words, but blamed him instead.

Huan Qinsong snorted coldly, and his face instantly darkened.

"Your mother is the saint of Huanling Realm, and your father is the most outstanding talent in my royal family. They have no choice but to do their duty!

I am very kind to hold them accountable for the failure of their mission. Do you dare to blame me in return?" Huan Qinsong said coldly.

"Qianlong dare not." Huan Qianlong lowered his head and murmured.

She knew that she had no capital to challenge Huan Qinsong, but his constant saying that death was not a pity made her extremely disappointed.

Seeing Huan Qianlong's desperate look, Huan Qinsong softened his voice.

"Qianlong, the world of warriors is so cruel.

Tianxing Continent wants us to hand over enough spiritual energy and spiritual slaves. If we can't hand them over, Li Mingchen will take away our own spiritual energy and warriors!" Huan Qinsong said earnestly.

"I understand everything." Huan Qianlong murmured.

"It's good that you understand. You lost your eyes, and the Huanling Realm will not treat you unfairly. You don't have to participate in this war. You can go home now."

After saying that, Huan Qinsong left.

Huan Qianlong murmured: "Home?"

Her father and mother were both dead, so where was her home?

Huan Qianlong took a deep breath. His dissatisfaction with Huan Qinsong was naturally not just because of his parents' sacrifice.

After Ling Huanyu came out of the Nine Netherworld, she told her that Huan Qinsong wanted to give her to the young domain master Li Mingchen as a maid. She was called a maid, but in fact, she was the object of his wanton play and bullying.

Later, Ling Huanyu would rather die than obey, and Huan Tian pleaded for her, so she came to the Nine Heavens Continent to perform the mission, and Ling Huanyu naturally married Huan Tian, ​​the first genius of the royal family at that time.

Later, Ling Huanyu was instigated by Chu Ming at a critical moment, and Huan Tian was sent to investigate and continue the mission.

No one knows why Ling Huanyu suddenly turned against her, but Huan Qianlong knows that it was because Chu Ming made her see the deep affection and loyalty of the human race, and saw the difference from the Fantasy World. The Nine Heavens Continent is also the place she longs for and desires in her heart.

So she finally gave up letting the Fantasy World poison this place.

At this moment, Huan Qianlong finally understood why her mother did that, because the Fantasy World itself is a plane without emotions. Although they are powerful, they have no human feelings.

Although Huan Qinsong comforted her on the surface and said that he would not treat her badly, she knew that she had lost her original divine treasure and eyes, and she had long lost her value to the Fantasy World. Even if she returned to the Fantasy World, she would be bullied by others.

At this moment, she recalled Lin Cheyu and Shi Qian, and her heart was so envious.

The two of them had been together through thick and thin, from weak to the strongest in the Jiuxiao Continent, and they never gave up on each other.

There was no use or trade-off between them, only the purest feelings, and the determination to disregard life and death for each other.

"The Fantasy World is not my home." Huan Qianlong murmured.

Then she wanted to walk out of the tent, but was stopped by two warriors.

"The general has ordered that you must not leave this tent. If you want to return to the Fantasy World, I will apply to the general and he will personally send you away."

Huan Qianlong's face darkened, "What do you mean? Are you going to confine me here? Two mere soldiers dare to stop the Saint of the Fantasy World?"

"Lord Qianlong, this is also the intention of the Lord of the World, and you are no longer a Saint now." The warrior said expressionlessly.

Huan Qianlong's body trembled slightly, and then returned to the tent.

She instantly understood Huan Qinsong's intention, but she didn't expect him to do it so decisively.

He was worried that she would hold a grudge because of the death of her parents and turn against them like her mother and defect to the Jiuxiao Continent, so he specially ordered someone to watch over her.

"Hehe." Huan Qianlong suddenly laughed at himself, but the laughter was extremely sad. . .