The Strongest Mythical Emperor

Qin Jun's face was full of sorrow. After spending so much effort and time, it all ended in vain. No one would feel good about it.

"Little Zhulong is more than just a mythical beast to me." Qin Jun sighed, making Nangong Splitian look at him in surprise.

He could feel Qin Jun's loss. It seemed that some experiences had happened between Zhulong and Qin Jun. This was why Qin Jun came to the Abyss Gate to find Zhulong despite all the difficulties and dangers.

But he doesn't have a cold, it's just a mythical beast. They are not qualified to control the Abyss Sect anyway, so Qin Jun's sorrow has nothing to do with him.

"What's your name?" Old Man Yi asked Nangong Splitian, his expression a little embarrassed. He still doesn't know the name of his disciple, which is really embarrassing.

Nangong Splitian did not feel embarrassed. He said respectfully: "My disciple's name is Nangong Splitian."

"Nangong? Why not Yi?" Old Man Yi asked with a frown.

"Why is the surname Yi? My master and I are just master-disciple relationship." Nangong Splitian asked doubtfully.

Old Man Yi curled his lips and said, "Because you look a lot like him when he was young."

As soon as these words came out, Nangong split the sky as if struck by lightning, and memories from thousands of years ago flooded into his mind like a tide.

No wonder Yi Lie was so kind to him. They met by chance but taught each other everything he had. It turned out...

Qin Jun didn't want to see them reminiscing about old times, so he asked bluntly: "Can you tell me all the information you know about the temple?"

Nangong Splitian, who was interrupted by his thoughts, shook his head and said: "The only thing I know is the name of the temple. Even if I really know all the information about the temple, why should I tell you? Because of you, many plans of the Abyss Gate were disrupted. It even cost many members of the congregation, even..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but point to the majestic palace that was cut into two halves.

Qin Jun thought about it, the Abyss Sect was pitiful enough, and his request was indeed a bit excessive.

And he felt that Nangong Splitian didn't lie. This was an intuition. Nangong Splitian exuded an aloof temperament that was indifferent to the world. This kind of person is proud and disdains to lie.

Of course, even if Nangong Ritian lies innocently, he can't help it. He can't let Old Man Yi force Nangong Ritian. The relationship between the two is not that good. Excessive squeezing of their friendship will only cause Old Man Yi to misunderstand him.

"Forget it, let's go!"

Qin Jun shook his head and said that he did not expect to use the portal of the Abyss Gate to go back because he had already suffered a loss!

Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi accompanied him and flew towards the sky at the top of the canyon, with Old Man Yi following closely behind.

"Master, where are you going?"

Nangong Splitian quickly stopped Old Man Yi, but Old Man Yi pushed him away and cursed: "Of course I will follow Mr. Qin. This kid is a man of great luck. It will be wonderful to follow him!"

A lucky person?

Nangong Splitian was stunned on the spot.

Looking at Qin Jun's leaving figure, he couldn't help but think deeply.

It was so easy to understand the word "luck", but when he looked at the Abyss Palace again, he felt that he was not feeling well.

What's this?

The enemy made a big fuss and walked away. They suffered a loss and could not seek justice.

The most painful thing in the world is this.

"Master, are we going to endure this?" An elder couldn't help but ask. Their losses this time were so great. Even the top five strong men like An Yancha died, plus those who were shocked by thunder. The believers that Zi and Yuan Hong slaughtered were equivalent to breaking a wing.

"Otherwise, what should we do?" Nangong Splitian glared at him and asked.

The elder couldn't help but fell silent. Yes, besides being patient, what else can they do?

Rush to destroy the Abyss Gate?

"Today's incident is a lesson. Don't think that we, the Abyss Sect, can be unscrupulous. There are not many existences that are stronger than us."

Nangong Splitian glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice. His king-like calmness made everyone calm down. It must be said that Nangong Splitian has the temperament of a leader, especially at this juncture. He knows how to comfort him. Congregation.

The Abyss Sect has been established since its establishment, but now, he has been the only sect leader for thousands of years. It can be seen that the Abyss Sect is so powerful and he has a contribution that cannot be ignored.

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After flying out of the canyon where the Abyss Gate is located, Qin Jun and others landed on the clouds condensed by Lei Zhenzi. Qin Jun looked at Old Man Yi and asked: "By the way, are you really so cruel? That's your disciple!"

No matter how great the life-saving grace is, there is no need to resort to such drastic measures, right?

So Qin Jun was very confused. Could it be that Old Man Yi was really hard-hearted?

"I'm just a disciple. I had hundreds of disciples back then, and Yi Lie is just a decent disciple." Old Man Yi said nonchalantly. Qin Jun almost laughed, and Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi also laughed out loud.

If Nangong Splitian heard this sentence, he would definitely vomit blood.

Damn it, life really depends on your acting skills!

You acted so low-key before, but as a result, his status in your heart is not high...

Qin Jun laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. No wonder Old Man Yi didn't care about his disciple's mood.

"Ding! Complete the side mission - escape from the abyss gate! Get a chance to summon gods and demons!"

The sound of the system prompt interrupted Qin Jun's laughter. Should he keep this opportunity to summon gods and demons or use it?

"Your Highness, where should we go next?" Lei Zhenzi couldn't help but ask.

Qin Jun thought for a moment and replied: "Fly in any direction and find the city first."

Regardless of their strength, Lei Zhenzi and Yuan Hong themselves do not look like the right path, not to mention Old Man Yi. However, he can reveal his demonic aura and is not afraid of attracting the pursuit of demonic monks.

"Old Yi, do you know the Southern Domain Holy Court?" Qin Jun temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​summoning and asked Old Yi with a smile.

Whether it is the ancient soul encountered by the Canglan Kingdom or Ji Yongsheng in the Death Valley, they all seem to be related to the Southern Domain Holy Court.

As expected, when he heard this name, Old Yi's face became unnatural.

"The Southern Domain Holy Court, that is a very old legend." Old Yi looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, like a poet who was missing his hometown.

You keep talking!

Qin Jun wanted to strangle this old thing to death. Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi also looked at Old Yi curiously. For such ancient secrets, it is estimated that few people can be uninterested.

"It is said that a long time ago, there was no kingdom, no dynasty, and the Southern Domain was controlled by the Holy Court. The hundreds of races respected the human race. At that time, the human race did not distinguish between the righteous and the evil..."

Old Yi began to narrate, and Qin Jun couldn't help but feel excited. The hundreds of races respected the human race.

There are no hundreds of tribes in the Southern Region today. The ancient powerful tribes are almost extinct. Even the demon tribe that once suppressed the human race is now divided into pieces. The demon beasts are all pets or prey of the human race.

Too comfortable, but the human race in the Southern Region is becoming more and more lax and weaker.

"And I was born when the Holy Court was declining..." At this point, Old Man Yi trembled all over, and fear appeared in his eyes.

"Until the appearance of the immortals, they claimed to be the heavens and slaughtered the Holy Court..."

If it is summoned by the magic way, should it be a demon, an immortal, or a demon?