It turns out that I am the Supreme Power

After Ping Ping went out, he saw that the whole Dao Village was decorated with joy with the help of the villagers.

Feeling that I have achieved a lot and have a real relationship with Sister Cuihua, I couldn't help humming a song and walked to the bookstore.

Pingfan has been here for more than three years, and has arranged many weddings.

Villagers usually make arrangements three days in advance.

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"Erhei, yesterday's beating was not in vain. You can get a daughter-in-law with just one beating. Why don't you beat him again today?"

The big dog joked.

Erhei's face was full of black lines, and he scolded:

"Okay, Big Dog, you were the one who beat me the most yesterday. You must not make mistakes, otherwise, I will fight back."

"Oh, no, there's no next time for you. Pingfan said that whoever makes a mistake next time will have nothing to eat."

The corner of Big Dog's mouth twitched, and he said to himself, if I beat him up, I would have a wife, and I would like that too.

"What? You want to be beaten too? Your tigress must not kill you."

Erhei looked like a hob, gnashing his teeth angrily.

Li Xiaohu ran out, and said to Er He Nuonuo:
"Uncle Erhei, when you peeked at Aunt Xiaolan taking a bath, what did Aunt Xiaolan look like?"

"You little bastard, didn't Daniel settle accounts with you last night?"

Erhei became angry when he saw Li Xiaohu.

"No? I went to Uncle Big Dog's house last night and heard from Uncle Big Dog that he also peeked at Aunt Xiaolan taking a bath, which is really nice."

Li Xiaohu said, turned around and ran away.

The big dog's face changed drastically, and he said angrily:

"You little brat, when did I say that?"

Erhei stared at the big dog, gritted his teeth, and looked like he could eat people.

"Erhei, don't be impulsive, it's all Li Xiaohu's nonsense."

At this time, Big Dog really wanted to drag Li Xiaohu to beat him up, but he hadn't peeked at it. Does this kid have any grudge against him?

You have to slander yourself like this.

Li Xiaohu looked back and said loudly:

"Uncle Erhei, I lied to you because I was so angry that Uncle Big Dog would beat my father to death, so I deliberately played tricks on him."

After Li Xiaohu finished speaking, he ran towards the study.

Erhei snorted coldly, ignored the big dog, and walked away on his own with the hoe on his shoulder.

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At this time, in the Zhengyang Sect thousands of miles away, Sikong Lingtian watched Sikong Zhen's soul card shatter, with a gloomy expression.

It was confirmed that the elder Taishang was dead, and then disappeared in place as a ray of light.

Not long after, they came to an altar. The surroundings of the altar were filled with blood, and under the altar, there was a big pool of blood.

The blood in it kept rolling, and Sikong Lingtian knelt on the ground, trembling a little:
"My lord, the plan has failed, and the Supreme Elder has fallen."

A moment later, a blood shadow suspended in the air, looking down at Sikong Lingtian below, and said hoarsely:
"Useless trash, you can't do such a small thing well, and you still want to prove Taoism and become immortal."

"When I come out, blood will flow from the entire Xuantian Continent."

Sikong Lingtian was so overwhelmed by the powerful aura of the blood shadow, he felt his soul was beginning to shatter.

I thought to myself, is this the coercion of the immortal?

At this moment, with a wave of the blood shadow, a blood bead entered Sikong Lingtian's body.

The voice was cold and said: "This is a great opportunity for you. It won't take long before you can break through to the semi-immortal realm. I can't make a move yet. There are still two months until the seal is lifted, and that's when I will see the light of day again." .”

After the blood shadow finished speaking, he disappeared.

At this moment, Sikong Lingtian trembled with excitement, and laughed wildly:
"Hahaha, the entire Xuantian Continent will surrender at the feet of this seat."

At this time, Sikong Lingtian's cultivation continued to break through, and after an hour, he was directly promoted to the semi-immortal realm.

In a flash, Sikong Lingtian appeared on the mountain peak of Zhengyangzong, feeling the pleasure brought by the powerful force.

At this time, he was like a demon god crawling out of hell, extremely eerie and terrifying.

"Pout, pout, this is the power of a half-immortal, it really is powerful."

"Xuanyuan Empire, if you block the way of this seat, then you should kneel and tremble at the feet of this seat!"

At this time, Sikong Lingtian was no longer human, ghost was not ghost, and his human nature was distorted.

He turned into a red shadow and plundered towards the Xuanyuan Empire.

In the imperial palace of Xuanyuan Empire, Xuanyuan Wuji, Xuanyuan Qingyin, Murong Yanran and Murong Bo sat together.

Xuanyuan Wuji said:

"I didn't expect my husband to like gold, so let's get more gold and send it."

Murong Bo was still a little confused until now, and then said:

"Maybe sir, this is on purpose!"

Murong Yanran's eyes lit up, and said:
"Could it be..."

"That's right, what kind of existence is Mr., and why would you want these worldly things? This is helping us in disguise!"

Everyone nodded in surprise.

"Pout, it seems that you are all together, this is better, and I don't need to go to the Murong family again."

Just when everyone was pleasantly surprised, a powerful coercion appeared in the midair of Xuanyuan Empire.

The faces of Xuanyuan Wuji and the others changed drastically, and they ran out in a hurry, looking at Sikong Lingtian who was neither human nor ghost in midair, Murong Bo was shocked and said:
"Half, half immortal..."

Then he returned to normal and said sharply:

"I didn't expect Sikong Zhen to be a lackey of the blood clan, but you are completely reduced to a blood clan with no humanity. It's really embarrassing for the blood clan."

Blood race is a taboo existence in Xuantian Continent.

No one knows where they come from, they are extremely powerful, at least they are at the level of earth immortals.

The most important thing is that they devoid of human nature and have distorted personalities. They use the cultivators of Xuantian Continent as nourishment to improve their cultivation.

Every time a blood clansman appears, a massacre will be set off in the Xuantian Continent.

After slaughtering all the cultivators, they disappeared completely.

When enough cultivators lived in Xuantian Continent, they came to massacre them all.

Until a thousand years ago, the blood clansman was sealed by Da Neng, thus gaining a thousand years of peace.

Also from then on, no one in Xuantian Continent was able to cross the tribulation and ascend.

Sikong Lingtian looked down at the crowd and said with contempt:

"Ignorant ants, you will never know the power of the blood race. In the eyes of immortals, you are not even as good as ants."

At this time, everyone looked at Sikong Lingtian in fear in mid-air. This kind of power was beyond their ability to resist.

Xuanyuan Qingyin suddenly thought of the writing frame that Pingfan gave her, and then took it out.

The writing seemed to feel a nasty breath, and a phantom of a golden dragon swept out of the writing.

Immediately, the huge body of the golden dragon phantom hovered in the air, its huge head looked down at Sikong Lingtian.

A stream of dragon's breath spewed out, instantly enveloped Sikong Lingtian, before Sikong Lingtian had time to react, he was instantly wiped out.

The golden dragon phantom also disappeared, the faster it came, the faster it went.

Before everyone could react, it was over.

Xuanyuan Wuji and Murong Bo swallowed their saliva, and were in a daze on the spot.

Xuanyuan Qingyin was even more shocked, she just felt that the aura on the writing might be able to scare Sikong Lingtian away.

Before she could react, Sikong Lingtian disappeared, tremblingly said:
"No, it's gone? Is it gone?"

Hearing Xuanyuan Qingyin's words, several people also recovered their clarity, Xuanyuan Wuji murmured:

"It turns out that the master already knew all this, it is really an unpredictable method."

Murong Bo followed suit and said:

"Yeah, it's too strong. Just a single piece of writing can wipe out a half-immortal. I don't know how powerful it is."

They suddenly understood something, Xuanyuan Wuji said seriously:
"Yin'er, you and niece Yanran, hurry up and get ready for the carriage. The fairy melon that Mr. gave us should be for cultivating more cultivators."

"Mr. must be planning something. If we are not strong, we will not even have the qualifications to follow Mr.."

Xuanyuan Qingyin and Murong Yanran nodded, and quickly went to prepare the carriage.