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Ye Xuan turned around and walked into the hall.

The silver radiance radiated, and with every step, amulet light emerged, and Daoyun golden lotus gushed out, just like ancient gods.

He has already cultivated to the extreme state, and he is only one step away from the ultimate sublimation, stepping into the realm of the immortal emperor, invincible in all realms.

But Ye Xuan didn't dare to reveal his aura in front of those imperial humans at will.

All of them are blessed with inviolability, even the immortal emperor can hardly launch an effective attack on them.

Let your power be monstrous and amazing.

But those imperial humans are like rocks in the deep sea, immovable like mountains.

The main hall uses the method of being so close to the horizon, it looks small, but it is actually magnificent, containing a world.

The Taoist ancestors and immortal emperors from all sides in the fairyland are meeting with the envoys of the human empire here.

"We want to maintain the original status and establish an alliance between the empire and the fairyland. All sectors of the fairyland must have full autonomy, and the empire does not allow interference.""

"The multiverse is full of crises. If we don't unite our strength and form a fist, I'm afraid that human beings will be wiped out by alien civilizations before they rise. 99

"Xianmen Daozong participated in the conquest of the world and asked to carve up part of the resources. The empire does not allow interference. 55

"The resources obtained by the empire have their own distribution process, which needs to maintain scientific research and support the conquest of the civilization universe."

"Practitioners require immunity from life and death, and cannot be blamed for unintentional faults. 99

"All living beings are equal, and the Immortal Emperor Daozu must be punished for making mistakes. How can anyone be free and ignore the law."

The Taoist ancestors put forward conditions one by one.

The imperial envoys refuted them one by one.

Humanity 350 must be unified, this is the premise.

Different values ​​will cause disasters in the future.

The multi-dimensional empire fought in all walks of life, seemingly brilliant, but actually walked a tightrope.

Once a mistake is made, it will be beyond redemption.

Even just revealing the coordinates is scary for humans.

Ye Xuan returned to the main hall, and stood respectfully in the last row.

There are countless immortal experts gathered here.

One by one exudes monstrous divine brilliance, Daoguang flows, and the avenue runes are like Wang Yang, horrifying the world.

Anyone who can talk to the empire here is the peerless arrogance of Immortal Realm.

Either the true disciples, teachers and elders of Wansheng Palace, or the immortal emperors and Taoist ancestors who are invincible in all realms.

The human beings in the empire refused to make concessions, and demanded that Daozu and many powerful men give up their transcendent status and abide by the imperial law of human equality.

Protect the long-term interests of human beings in the multiverse.

At most, an appropriate relaxation period and a certain resource tilt will be given.

The two sides have been deadlocked.

Daozu and many immortal emperors did not budge.

"If we can't reach an agreement, we will fight. We will never bow our heads to mortals."

An immortal emperor spoke, his whole body was shrouded in the aura of chaos.

The light of law flows.

Three thousand worlds manifest behind it.

There are endless creatures in every realm kneeling down and prostrating to him.

Every word uttered resonates with heaven and earth, and the avenue roars.

This is the power of Dharma, the manifestation of Dao.

This Immortal Emperor is a (acfe) peerless arrogance who has created an invincible method that can last forever.

The heart is proud and arrogant, and looks down on all living beings.

Now the empire wants him to fall into the dust.

"What Brother Dao said is true, I have waited for thousands of years of penance to cultivate, but now I want to be with ordinary people, isn't it absurd.

Ye Xuan looked over and found that it was the reincarnation Tianzun from Hengtian Temple.

I saw that the other party's whole body was glowing, all of which contained the fairy lights of the Dao, and all of them were runes of the Immortal Dao.

Flying all over the sky is the manifestation of the Dao of the reincarnation Tianzun. It is terrifying and boundless, and can smash a world.

Its breath alone is enough to shake the past, present and future, and illuminate the endless heavens.

"It is not up to us to make a decision. The leader has said that there can only be equal and just laws among human beings. 35

The imperial envoy said, "So what can you do if you practice hard for thousands of years, can you be superior to others?"

"It's natural. We master the Dao, but we are people who laugh at the dust in the world. How can I let others catch up with him in a few decades, and even be equal to him.""

"Noble and orderly is the long-term way." 5

All the immortal emperors and Tianzun spoke.

Only the ancestors of Dao remained silent, sitting upright in the void.

They are all shrouded in chaos, the avenue is radiant, surrounded by countless laws and orders, and they are transcendent and sacred.

They had asked the leader of the empire to meet with them in person.

It's a pity that he was ruthlessly rejected, fearing that these cultivators could not agree and directly expose the space-time coordinates of the empire.

The Dao ancestors were silent, only letting the immortal emperor and Tianzun speak.

Considering his high status, he is unwilling to put down his social status and talk to imperial envoys.

Zhang Tianjun looked around at the Taoist ancestors, feeling speechless.

"It's really a bunch of old antiques, the stones of the latrine, smelly and hard. 39

He complained in his heart.

The anti-phantom energy barrier and mind protection device prevented him from being prying into his inner thoughts by these so-called Dao ancestors and immortal emperors.

Just finished complaining.

A message was sent to his personal database.

Zhang Tianjun clicked on it, and his expression became solemn.

There has been no progress for a long time, and the leaders have abandoned the peace talks.

For Daozu and Immortal Emperor, a few years, millions of years are just a blink of an eye.

But the empire has no time to spend with them.

The bottom layer of Feixian civilization is miserable, and the lives of these human beings are wasted for no reason. This is something that the empire cannot tolerate.

The First Legion was sent over.

All the reporters and people in the non-combat department must withdraw from this universe.

After reading the information, Zhang Tianjun put his mind back to reality.

He stood up.

Several Taoist ancestors who closed their eyes and meditated also opened their eyes.

Pairs of eyes emerged from the chaotic atmosphere.

All of them contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, the shattering of all worlds, and the light of all spirits surrendering.

Just opening the eyes is enough to shock the sky, causing countless creatures to bow their knees and surrender, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

Zhang Tianjun was the person in charge of the imperial envoys, and the Taoist ancestors were also a little jealous, and they didn't dare to neglect at will.

"If the two sides can't agree, it must be that the conditions are not good enough. I will return to the empire to discuss the terms of the peace talks with the leaders again. In order to protect the interests of human beings in the multiverse, this time is worth waiting for.

Xuantian Realm.

Donglin State has a vast territory, countless mortals, and the wind of cultivating immortals is prevalent.

In the northwest of Donglin State, an unremarkable corner near Zhongzhou.

Located in the Wannian sect, Lingxuanzong.

This is the head of the top ten sects in Donglin Prefecture, with a detached status.

When the mountain gate is opened every five years to recruit disciples, there are countless nobles of the dynasty and disciples from the cultivation family.

I just hope that I can enter the immortal gate and ask the immortal to ask.

Wang Lin is also one of them.

He is fifteen years old, which is the most suitable stage for cultivation.

From childhood to adulthood, he could hear the legends of countless practitioners.

Practitioners are the most noble existences in this world.

All major dynasties respect practitioners.

As long as there is one cultivator, it will be the glory of the ancestors, and it will soon be a matter of prosperity.

Standing in the bustling crowd, Wang Lin was a little at a loss.

With a pale face, the still hunchbacked father held him tightly to prevent the two of them from being scattered by the crowd.

Practitioners are noble, but the life of the lower class is difficult to describe, even miserable.

This world is no longer based on knowledge and morality, but on the face of the practitioner.

The gangs are overthrown, the bureaucracy is corrupt, and the people are in dire straits.

In addition, there are fierce beasts running rampant, and the evil way is rampant.

Therefore, there is such a saying among the people.

If you don't enter the door of practice, you are nothing but ants.

Practitioners don't mind killing mortals.

Not only can it satisfy the distorted needs of one's heart, but it can also collect souls and various negative emotions to practice.

If there are practitioners in a certain place who follow the divine way, it will be better, and they can barely live like a human being.

The most bitter thing is the place controlled by the magic way, which is directly the walking two-legged sheep.

Wang Tie looked at his son with hopeful eyes.

The hope of the whole family is on him.

Wang Lin is his eighteenth son.

The mission of the people at the bottom is to have children, farm the fields, and be slaves to the gentlemen.

Wang Tie didn't believe it anymore, and there would be no children with spiritual roots in his family.

This is already Wang Tie's last fight.

To keep Wang Lin alive.

In recent years, he has sold his daughter and son one after another.

Anyway, whether he is a puppet or a servant, Wang Tie doesn't care.

This is not because he is indifferent, but because he cannot become a practitioner.

Whatever you do is a pain in the ass.