The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

The Emperor of Heaven had a smile on his face, but he sighed deeply, looking sad, and walked towards Si Qingyu.

He waved to the immortal generals around him, signaling them not to act rashly and to call for a truce.

"Lord Lingyue, you are the only ancient god in the upper realm now, so I naturally don't want to be your enemy.

It's just that you have divided and sliced ​​your divine power for these mortals. Now that you stand in front of me, you are no match for the immortals.

You can't save them, and you can't save yourself.

How about we each take a step back?

The lower world will be safe, but since these lunatics from the lower world have the audacity to cause trouble in heaven, this emperor will definitely not sit idly by.

Their souls were scattered and returned to heaven and earth, which could be regarded as their atonement for their sins of blaspheming the Celestial Clan.

You can also recover the spiritual charm of the sacred tree, restore your true god status, and return to the divine realm.

Isn’t that the best of both worlds?”

Si Qingyu looked around at everyone, their smiles, their love, their trust, they had fought side by side and come a long way.

Looking back on the past, it is still vivid in my mind.

She took a small step and felt something slippery on the soles of her feet.

She lowered her head slightly and saw that her boots were stained with her companion's blood. The blood was flowing on the white jade bricks and had formed a pool of blood.

She looked at the Emperor of Heaven again, with three parts of ridicule and seven parts of indifference, and asked, "If I don't save these people, how can I protect the people? If I can't protect the people, why am I a god?

Emperor of Heaven, what are you practicing?

There are gods above you and all living beings under your feet. You see nothing but yourself.

You think I can't save you because you are incompetent, but I will save everyone!"

The Emperor's expression suddenly changed, and the girl in front of him turned into a dazzling ball of lightning as she finished her words, making it impossible to look directly at her.

Her voice was clearly heard by everyone.

“The reason why God is God is because all living beings look up to Him; He is the God of all living beings.

God is everywhere, and God also belongs to heaven and earth.

However, if the world is in chaos, God will return to the world and revive it.

At this moment, I will call back all the gods in the name of the true God!"

As she finished speaking, all the monks who came up from the lower world were bathed in the thunder, accepting the baptism of thunder and lightning. Their already severely injured bodies were reshaped under the thunder and lightning, and new flesh and blood grew.

A spiritual rain began to fall in the fairyland. The boundless water turned into raindrops all over the sky, nourishing the body and soul of the new god.

The Emperor of Heaven ordered in panic, "Quick, kill them for me!"

The immortals wanted to kill everyone before they could completely ascend to gods, but they were unable to break through the supreme divine power contained in this mysterious thunder, which was the inheritance and protection from the ancient gods.

The Emperor of Heaven kept backing away, saying in disbelief, "Ling Yue, you are so reckless, saving people who should have perished. Even if you are a god, your power will be completely dissipated.

Is it worth it if you are no longer in this world? "

No one answered the Emperor's question, and the Heavenly Palace fell into a brief silence.

Everyone was bathed in the divine light, with aura lingering around them. They were all extremely sad, with anger in their eyes.

The emerald green jade tiles were blown away by the powerful breath and scattered all over the place. A big hole was blasted in the wall built with fairy energy and black gold stone.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept in through the holes in the walls, blowing the jade tiles to the ground, making crisp knocking sounds.

By the time the Emperor of Heaven reacted, the white figure had already broken out of the tower and appeared before him.

The handsome man with sharp eyebrows and thin figure was now murderous, like a fierce demon Shura. His long hair was loose, and his white fox fur cloak was blown by the hurricane.

The gust of wind containing the power of ancient gods around him swept up countless immortal soldiers and generals, but he did not even glance at these people, but just stared at the Emperor of Heaven.

"You...what are you doing?"

Hua Wuying's voice was gloomy, as if it was a ghost from hell, "My apprentice is dead, of course I want you to pay with your life!"

“How dare you! All the immortals, protect me. Kill all these ignorant people from the lower world who have trespassed into the immortal world!” The Emperor of Heaven said as he sacrificed his own immortal weapon, a token.

His face showed even stronger tension and panic than before.

Because the man in white in front of him was like a possessed god of death, and had already killed several of the most powerful immortals.

And he succeeded in becoming a god and actually smashed the token that the Emperor of Heaven used to command the immortals with his bare hands!

"Stop him! Quick, stop him! Kill these people!"

All the immortal cultivators rushed towards the South Heaven Gate.

The demon god trapped in the cage broke out, and the Yin family father and son, who were attacked by the formation, set the killing formation around the immortals.

Ying Dafa should mobilize countless golden-armored poisonous scorpions to attack the immortals.

The Tianqian Sect and the Bailian Sect brought out their swords and knives, and blood was shed.

The flames of war rage everywhere, the sounds of attack linger in the ears, the wails continue, the swords flash, and the spiritual power flows.

There were tens of thousands of dead bodies under Hua Wuying's feet. His white clothes were stained with blood, but he did not retreat a single step.

Ying Tianxing, Chi Baoman and Qianren were by his side, clearing the way for him. They all had injuries on their bodies, but they seemed unaware of it.

Bai Wuchang, with a head full of white hair, stood on a wall, performing healing spells for his companions. Qianren's Thousand Machine Umbrella was above Bai Wuchang's head, protecting her from magical attacks such as rain of arrows and flowing fire.

The companions from other sects and families also did not stop for a moment to wield the magic weapons in their hands.

At this moment, they had one belief, which was to avenge Si Qingyu and destroy the immortal clan.

The Emperor of Heaven had already exhausted his own original spiritual energy and had finally managed to shock away those crazy monks. But after a short while, they seemed unaware of the pain and fear and got up again and continued fighting.

The Emperor of Heaven felt that this was not a solution. At this moment, he had to admit that he had underestimated the strength of these people. He should think of a foolproof way to allow both sides to coexist peacefully.

"Wait a minute!" The Emperor waved his sleeves and wanted to speak.

However, he had just started to say this when suddenly, a young man holding two swords, with the help of a young man holding a yellow talisman, tore through space and rushed in front of the Emperor of Heaven.

The young man holding two swords was seen with his whole body bathed in flames and haunted by ghosts. He swung down a powerful sword at the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven did not want to die like an ordinary soldier, so he subconsciously grabbed a young immortal general and stood in front of him.

"Heaven...Emperor of Heaven, you..." The immortal general half twisted his neck in disbelief and looked at the immortal whom he respected as the emperor. He never thought that he did not die at the hands of the demons and opponents, but was used by the Emperor of Heaven to block the knife.

However, before he could finish his words, he died.

The fairies who were nearby saw this scene and fell into panic and confusion.

Seeing their colleagues either dead or injured, and seeing the Emperor of Heaven being so selfish, the faith of the Immortals was constantly collapsing.

The Emperor of Heaven is obviously not a good leader. If they continue to fight like this, they will only be killed and turned into ashes by these guys with explosive combat power who suddenly became gods.

Then, some immortal practitioners realized it.

It would be better to destroy one's own cultivation, step down from the Zhuxiantai, there is still a glimmer of hope for reincarnation, and if there is another chance, one can ascend to heaven.

If I were killed here, I would really lose everything.

Therefore, the immortal soldiers who were more open-minded jumped off the Zhuxiantai one after another. There was no need for Chi Baobao to throw them down. They jumped down like dumplings.

There were also a few old stubborn people, but they were all killed one by one, and their blood was constantly flowing to the lower world.

The Emperor of Heaven stood on the jade steps, trembling all over, looking at the man in white who looked like an evil spirit and the four people behind him who were holding swords, playing flutes, and clenching fists and approaching step by step.

Looking around, he saw that the immortal soldiers were either dead or had descended to the mortal world, and he was the only one left alone. His token was shattered, and he had no one to rely on.

"you……"

The Emperor of Heaven wanted to open his mouth to explain himself and seek negotiation, but Hua Wuying's sleeves blew up wind blades and he used thousands of swords to cut the immortal emperor, who was wearing a golden dragon robe, into pieces.

Just as the Emperor of Heaven said, his soul flew away and scattered throughout heaven and earth, and no such person could be found.

But no one had a smile on their face.

Because one of them had sacrificed, a friend they had always trusted, loved and respected the most, the little girl who loved to laugh, make jokes, write storybooks, praise people, and cook delicious meals.

until……

"Oh, hurry up and rescue it, I'm afraid this fairy palace is going to collapse.

Look around and see if you have any treasures. Take them away! Pack them up!"

Hua Wuying wiped the blood from his ear and began to look around for the source of the sound.

Nangong Chiyang, Ying Tianxing, Chi Baobao, and Qianren all wiped their tears in the same way.

Ying Tianxing immediately asked, "Junior Sister, where are you? Why can't we see you?"

Yin Yuhuang and the tiger demon who were crying and holding their heads, Dian Zan and Wang Tiezhu who were howling with their mouths wide open, Shen Yewei and Xu Mang who were secretly sad, Rong Yin and others also looked up when they heard the words.

"What? Are you asking about Si Qingyu?"

"Junior Sister Si, where are you?"

"Woo, woo, woo, is she still alive?"

Everyone called out affectionately and searched everywhere.

Si Qingyu's voice can only be heard by the four people including Hua Wuying and his disciples who are connected to her origin.

Si Qingyu: "Master, walk sixty-five steps to the east... Yes, then walk six steps to the north, then squat down and dig a little. This is where I am buried."

Hua Wuying searched seriously. According to Si Qingyu's instructions, he knelt on his knees in front of a pile of ruins and dug carefully and devoutly.

Then, he picked up a small branch at his feet, on which there was only a very faint spiritual light flowing.

The two small leaves on the branch were dancing wildly, looking full of vitality.

Si Qingyu smiled and said, "It's okay, Master.

Take me home, plant me in the soil, and add some spiritual energy to me. After a thousand years, I will be back."

Hua Wuying burst into tears and pressed the twig against his chest, "You little brat, are you trying to scare me to death?"

Because Hua Wuying was crying so hard, their official representative Ying Tianxing relayed Si Qingyu's words to everyone while crying.

Everyone was overjoyed. It was a good thing that the people were still alive. It was only a thousand years. They were all gods and could endure it!

Then, Hua Wuying held a small branch in his hand like a treasure, and waved its two leaves to direct everyone to move away all the valuable things in the Heavenly Palace.

As usual, the Qingjingfeng squad, as the vanguard force, has completed their mission and they don't have to do the rest of the work.

Hua Wuying found a large golden tripod in the treasure house of the Heavenly Palace and used it as a flowerpot for Si Qingyu.

Qianren picked out a few gems to inlay lace on the big golden tripod.

Chi Baobao dug up the entire back garden of the Emperor of Heaven, because there was jade dew and nectar in the garden, and he thought that his junior sister would grow up quickly if she drank it.

Ying Tianxing picked a few rare little flowers and placed them in Si Qingyu's flowerpot to keep her company.

Nangong Chiyang packed up the library in the fairy world because he saw several books on the basic knowledge of watering spiritual plants in it.

Others wanted to come over and take a look, but were persuaded to give up by Hua Wuying and his four senior brothers.

Bai Wuchang had no choice but to step forward and explain, "Everyone, please understand old father and fellow apprentices. We had such a great disciple and sister, but only this little one is left. Wait until they are well, then you can come and visit them. Thank you very much, thank you very much."

Right now, there are a lot of things to deal with, so everyone has to put aside their worries and sorrows and devote themselves to their careers.

Both the world of gods and the world of immortals will soon have a new beginning.

Everyone thought that the original Heavenly Palace was unlucky, so they looted all the valuables.

Finally, Nangong Chiyang set fire to the palace walls and buildings of the Heavenly Palace, which produced countless spiritual lights that sprinkled on the human world.

Five hundred years later...

On an ordinary morning on Qingjing Peak of Renxin Sect, a wisp of smoke rose from the kitchen.

Chi Baobao, who had just picked the morning dew and was preparing to water his junior sister, came to her room carrying a large wooden bucket.

Ying Tianxing held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, ready to give it to his junior sister.

Nangong Chiyang carried a sack of new soil from the Divine Realm, ready to fill the space for his junior sister.

Qianren held a newly carved phoenix totem gem in his hand, ready to inlay it on his junior sister's new basin.

Then, they discovered that the junior sister was missing!

"Oh no! Our little junior sister is missing!" The four senior brothers rushed into the master's room, scaring Hua Wuying, who had stayed up late the night before to tell stories to his little disciple, so much that he sat up with a startle.

"What! Xiaowu is missing, how can this be tolerated!"

Then, they ran to Si Qingyu's room together and found that the soil and the pot were still there, but the sapling that had just grown to a person's height was gone.

It's completely gone! Not even a root is left!

Everyone panicked and started searching frantically until they heard a familiar call from the kitchen.

"It's time to eat!"