I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

"The younger brother was kissed by me before, he was anxious and angry, and jumped on the spot."

"Now that I know that Junior Brother is my 'fiancé', he is so angry that his teeth are itchy, but he can't attack. He is very aggrieved. I'm afraid he is about to die of anxiety."

After thinking about it for a while, Tang Yingruo sorted it out.

Yes.

It must be so.

Didn't Lu Yue already have a family, but he heard private discussions from many disciples that he had always had other thoughts about him.

Now it's itching like the last time I hate it, it must be like this.

"Lu Yue, there are still some people here waiting for you to deal with."

Tang Yingruo glanced at the many suzerains kneeling on the ground, and ordered.

Without her needing to say it, Lu Yue already understood what it meant, nodded and said, "Yes!"

Under the authorization of Lu Yue, dozens of guard disciples rushed in one after another.

As soon as it appeared, a violent hurricane blew up the entire Jiuhua Palace, and the rolling half-step Wujun's might filled the surroundings, making people feel palpitations.

"This...Even the disciples of Yi Jianzong who guard the gate are half-step martial lords!"

"Oh my god, are they so powerful that they are so terrifying!"

Everyone was shocked when they sensed the cultivation aura of these dozens of disciples.

Thinking back to when Tu Jiuyou retreated for 30 years, he finally broke free from the shackles of the Martial Lord and stepped into the real Martial Lord Realm.

The strength of his subordinates couldn't hold back on the spot, and they wanted to run across the Eastern Wasteland, make all the sects surrender, and bring people to Yijianzong to forcefully marry Tang Yingruo.

As a result, he died in Yi Jianzong.

Even Tu Jiuyou himself was slashed to ashes by that sword fairy.

Although he is dead, the power of the Martial Lord Realm has always been a shocking existence for all parties!

Under the holy realm are all ants, under the warriors are all reptiles!

But now, even the lowly gatekeeper disciples of Yi Jianzong are all half-step warriors.

Those middle-level disciples, or high-level disciples, aren't they the real Martial Lord Realm?
Or, Martial Lord Realm Second Heaven, Third Heaven?

When everyone thought of this, they suddenly felt unbelievable, and even spurted out a big mouthful of blood involuntarily.

You know, if there are more than [-] Yijianzong disciples, if all of them are half-step martial lords and exist in the real Martial Lord Realm, wouldn't this force be powerful enough to sweep Donghuang?

Now the Nine Spirits Sect, which is in the limelight in the Eastern Wasteland, only the ancestors relied on digging out the spiritual veins, absorbing them assiduously, and finally broke through to the Wujun, becoming the strongest in the Wujun Triple Heaven.

But in Yi Jianzong, such strong men are everywhere?
A certain ancestor present suddenly glanced at Chen Xiaoran.

If there are really ten thousand strong warriors, wouldn't they be able to sit on an equal footing with "Zhou" after sweeping the Eastern Wasteland?

Even the "state" can't hold back, and the royal family of the Central Plains needs to be dispatched!
"I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, I just want to die early, I just want to die early!"

"Sect Master Tang, all I want is an early death!"

Under Lu Yue's iron fist, all the suzerains and patriarchs who had tried to kill Tang Yingruo before were taken away.

In an instant, the field was much wider, leaving only some honest sects.

"Sect Master Tang."

Chen Xiaoran suddenly said, "I didn't know you were the suzerain here before, so I offended you so much, please forgive me."

With that said, he respectfully gave a big gift.

Tang Yingruo said lightly: "You don't need to be too polite, you planned to help me before, although you didn't help, but I saw it."

"Thank you Tang Sect Master Haihan."

With a big wave of Chen Xiaoran's hand, some young men walked in from outside.

These men have majestic faces, wearing black gauze hats, colorful dragon, phoenix and crane costumes, python belts around their waists, and dragon and cloud boots with carved patterns.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that these people are imperial court officials.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
As soon as these people came in, they immediately took out a golden storage bag, and took out some coral agates and hundreds of golden treasure chests from it.

Chen Xiaoran cupped her fists slightly, and said, "Sovereign Tang, these coral agates were collected by my father from Xizhou. They can be said to be rare treasures elsewhere, but in Guizong, they can barely be used as decorations."

"As for these golden treasure chests, they contain some miraculous medicines, as well as the cultivation methods of my court officials. There are heaven and earth luck attached to them, please accept them with a smile."

Heaven and earth luck?

Tang Yingruo raised her eyebrows.

This Chen Xiaoran didn't come here simply to send congratulatory gifts, but to ask for security?
As the No.19 suzerain, Tang Yingruo naturally knew a lot about the situation in the Eastern Wasteland from what Xu Lao said.

No matter how strong Yi Jianzong was, in the eyes of the Central Plains Dynasty, he was nothing more than an evil force in a corner.

Every year, sects pop up on the five continents in an attempt to seize the luck of the world and become kings.

But it didn't take long before it was suppressed by the local "city lord's mansion" or Zhao'an.

Even if this power is so strong that it is unwilling to accept the jurisdiction of the Central Plains Dynasty,
Then what greeted them was the cavalry from the local "state".

Trampled by the cavalry of the "Zhou" army, this force was exiled at least, and the whole sect was trampled down at worst.

Even, it will implicate other sects that have good relations with this sect.

All of this is for the Central Plains Dynasty to firmly control the fate of the world and stabilize its rule.

"Hey, Holy Child You Luo..."

Tang Yingruo suddenly had a flash of inspiration, remembering that Shengzi You Luo wanted to become a Taoist couple with him, and if he could cultivate in time, he would compete in the Central Plains.

Thinking of this, she suddenly trembled.

Could it be that You Luo Holy Land has always had evil intentions, wanting to kill the royal family of the Central Plains and seize the luck of heaven and earth?
But the thought was only fleeting.

Ye Nan spoke suddenly, and said calmly: "We will not surrender."

hiss!
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar all around!
Dare to contradict the imperial court officials like this, do you think life is too long!
You must know that the Central Plains Dynasty is not strong in strength, but in the luck of heaven and earth!
Back then, the founding father of Yijianzong was so powerful that he held the Immortal Execution Sword and swept away all armies with his own strength, opposing the Central Plains Dynasty.

Its purpose is to kill the royal family and seize the luck of the world!
But in the end, isn't it still a failure?
The Central Plains Dynasty is blessed with heaven and earth luck, if it opposes the Dynasty, it is against the whole world, which is not tolerated by the world!

"Young Master, may I ask why you didn't surrender?"

When Chen Xiaoran spoke, her tone was a little more sullen than before.

Ye Nan shook his head indifferently: "There is no reason."

In fact.

There is a reason.

Cultivators have always absorbed the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, or seized the luck of the heavens and the earth by chance, and became stronger step by step.

In fact, it is fighting against the sky and going against the sky.

However, if he surrendered to the Central Plains Dynasty, he would only get a thin fortune of heaven and earth, which is equivalent to being choked by the throat and unable to make stronger progress.

This is also the calculation of the Central Plains Dynasty.

As long as you choose to submit, no matter how much your cultivation grows, it cannot be higher than the Central Plains royal family, because it is not conducive to ruling.