Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

A Yuan Emperor was completely turned into ashes and annihilated under Xia Yan's finger.

Everyone was silent, no one said anything.

too strong!

The masters in the palace opened their eyes wide, and none of them seemed to react.

The realm of Emperor Yuan Dynasty has been extremely rare, and Wang Lisen of Zhenbei, who broke through the realm of Emperor Yuan, is also an unprecedented Yuan emperor in the Great Li Dynasty!

He is the first Emperor Yuan!

Not only in the Dali Dynasty, but in the nearby countries, there is only this Yuan emperor.

But is it so cold?

Zhenbei Wang Lisen's ambition, his ambition of sweeping the world with horses, has become a cloud of the past under this finger?

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw, but that was the case.

Xia Yan stood there with the breeze blowing, raising her black hair, her clothes dancing, and the scene was silent.

He didn't even dare to make a big sound.

When Xia Yan suddenly looked at the masters in the palace.

The bodies of these masters trembled suddenly, and then knelt on the ground trembling.

Thump Thump Thump Thump!

No one can stand still, they can't stand still!

Kneeling and shivering, dare not make any other movements.

Xia Yan glanced at a few people faintly, and then looked away again.

At this moment, in front of him, there was a wave of vitality flowing at the place where Li Sen, who had been so soulless, was standing, and gradually a fascinating blood-red flower grew out.

The little flowers are swaying with the wind and are in full bloom.

Anyone who saw this flower immediately opened their eyes in shock.

Because Xia Yan let them see the past scene before.

Of course people still remember what this blood-red flower is.

It was the strange flower that bloomed for Wang Lisen of Zhenbei for a city of life!

The reason why the king of Zhenbei chose to use Luocheng people to condense this flower was because the people in the north did not resist him innately.

Allow him to refine this flower in the shortest time.

And this flower is the root of the powerful strength that gave Zhenbei Wang Lisen!

Xia Yan's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand to attract this flower.

However, the flower seemed to be alive, and it rose up into the sky in an instant, and headed towards somewhere.

In Xia Yan's spiritual sense, the blood-red flowers flew extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye they flew out of the border and rushed to the wasteland.

"Someone is controlling it."

Xia Yan murmured, leaving Yuzaoqian, Monkey King, and Huahua to stay here to take care of Empress Liyang.

His figure rose to the sky, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Li Yang stared at the place where Xia Yan left, and stretched out his hand into the void.

Eyes full of complex colors.

Sun Wukong suddenly said: "Little girl, don't hit our master's attention. My master has some love."

Yuzao reached out and stabbed the monkey before giving him a glaring look.

Idiot.

The monkey didn't know what he said wrong, but scratched his head blankly.

The barbarian who was kneeling on the ground immersed his head in the direction of Xia Yan.

After a long time, Agudo raised his head and said with a firm expression: "I can't repay the benefactor's great grace. I only want to be the benefactor for the benefactor in my life."

Agudo said.

The monkey opened his mouth.

Xia Yan is not here anymore, obviously Agudo told them.

Are you planning to keep up with your master?

But I just don't know if the owner is willing.

But according to the monkey's guess, given the character of the owner, he must not like to carry a small oil bottle.

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On the other side, Xia Yan had already chased the place where the blood-red flowers disappeared.

The desert is not a yellow sand zone.

It's a barren land, full of wind and sand.

In front of Xia Yan, there was a barren mountain at this moment.

This mountain is now deserted, completely turned into a pure stone mountain, without any greenery on it.

And on the top of this stone mountain, there is an old man with white hair in a blood-red robe, bowing towards the sky.

The blood-red flower landed firmly beside the old man.

There was more than this flower beside this old man.

There are nine blood red flowers around him.

"Are you the Moon Worshiping Blood Demon Sect?"

Xia Yan said.

The red-robed old man on the top of the mountain slowly got up, waving his sleeves, and put away nine flowers.

Then he looked at Xia Yan with a smile and nodded gently.

"The old man is a person who worships the Moon Blood Demon in the world."

"Walker? In the world?"

Xia Yan's heart moved.

"If you say that, there are still people on top of you?" Xia Yan pointed her finger up.

The red-robed old man was not in a hurry, as if he hadn't noticed the killing intent in Xia Yan's eyes.

"Yes, old man, there are people on top of me, oh no, it shouldn't be said that it is talent."

"It's a god! It's heaven! It's the world that all Yuan masters dream of! It's the origin of Yuan master!"

The red-robed old man showed obsessive yearning, and piously bowed his head to the top of the sky again.

Xia Yan frowned.

Listening to the words of the old man in red robe, he suddenly had a bold idea.

"God Destiny..."

"Ok?!"

The red robe old man suddenly stood up again.

"You also know the Destiny of God?"

Xia Yan looked at him and knew that he had guessed correctly.

His eyes can't help but become complicated.

"That's it."

"The world has never changed."

"In the spiritual world, the most powerful are the Destiny of God, but the world thinks that they have defeated the Destiny of God, and they will never see these outsiders in their own world."

"But in fact, they just disdain to come to the world again."

"Half of this world was given to the people in the spirit world, and they also retreated from the front desk to the backstage."

"The so-called heaven, the so-called god, is nothing but the destiny who came to this world to stand up."

"They are still alive, but they are smarter, and they don't even want to let future generations in, blocking everything."

Xia Yan suddenly understood the truth in this world.

The destiny of the gods in the spirit world have never left or failed.

They became ‘gods’.

And there has been a difference between the mortal world and the gods in this world.

Listening to Xia Yan's words, the red-robed old man suddenly smiled and said, "Junior, you are very smart."

"Yes, you are right. The Moon Worship Blood Demon Sect originated in ancient times."

"But junior, now that you know this, don't you still bow down?"

"Could it be that you don't want to go up that day and take a look?"

Heaven?

Xia Yan looked up, and he didn't know how high the sky in the spirit world was.

But what does this day mean to him?

"Junior, do you want to be an enemy of heaven?" The red-robed old man saw Xia Yan not answer, and suddenly his expression changed.

The gloomy cold wind rose on the ground.

The old man was murderous.

However, Xia Yan smiled.

The smile was thrilling.

"Since I am invincible in the world, why should I be afraid of heaven?"