9000 years

Xuanli, who was covering his chest, replied inadvertently. His eyes were getting darker and darker. He could clearly feel that his seal should have been pierced by a sharp weapon. He is still using his life to protect Fu Yu's life. When the token is close to him, ordinary gods can't see it. Only when it hurts the root can he show a little bit. Now that the token clearly gives a signal, then only one Something happened to Fuyu.

The uneasiness that had always been in his heart finally turned into reality, and he felt a little more at ease, as long as he survived, those people would not be able to hurt Fuyu.

The blood on his chest kept dripping, Xuan Li didn't have time to think about anything else, he was only stunned for a moment, and then dragged his steps to go out, Jing An behind him frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to hold him, and in his hand floated a similar A golden object like a plaster, said blankly: "Put this on the wound."

Then with a flash of the man's fingertips, a silver saber appeared outside the hall, and the blade suddenly became larger. Jing An turned around and didn't know what he had taken, and Xuanli jumped on the long sword first, "Let's go, I'll take you down the mountain .”

There are very few fairy imperial swords in the sky. One is that after becoming a fairy, the body is light and does not need to be lifted by other things to fly. Second, the fairy sword has a spirit. Most immortals regard it as a treasure, and they are reluctant to step on it. Sword flying man.

Now that he is injured and there are many immortal barriers in Xishan, even if he walks along the road, he is very likely to go astray. Before the disaster happens, people go first, and Xuanli follows others to stand on the long sword, with anxiety written all over his body. Although Jing An has a weird temper , but he is also a straightforward person. As soon as he stood firm, he quickly went down the mountain with his sword. The sword energy pierced through the fairy and rushed down. With the sound of the bitter wind, a white deer stepped straight up on the cloud and ran in front of them. , galloping all the way, not long after, I have already seen the mountain gate.

The wound on the chest didn’t seem to hurt as much as before. A small square of golden plaster was faintly shining. For a moment, the mountain gate was in front of him, but the sword didn’t stop at all. Glancing at the back of the person in front of him, he originally thought that Jing An would put him at the gate of the mountain, but now it seems that he is going to be sent back to the heaven. It might be a good sign to loosen up a bit.

Yu Jian passed through the boundary marker and quickly headed towards the heaven.

About half the time it took for Xuanli to go back and forth, the Lingxiao Hall had already loomed not far away. Jing An gazed at the clouds for a while, then stopped firmly in midair, "Where are you going?"

Once you enter the heaven, you will be in Xuanli's realm. Even if you walk with your eyes closed, it should be like a flat road. Besides, how can there be any reason to let guests walk?

At this time, dusk had just arrived, and the stars had not completely covered the Milky Way. He sensed it in the dark void, jumped off Yujian and pointed forward, saying: "Follow me." Then his figure flashed, and he flew towards the prison everywhere.

Jing An stood behind the person without moving, but the little white deer on the side was eager to try. The little guy took a few steps, saw that Jing An had not moved, and then looked at Xuan Li who had already flown away, his big eyes flickering a little bit at a loss.

Jing An stared deeply at the slightly anxious little guy in front of him, and his eyes fell on the clouds that were already deserted. Xuan Li had already gone far away and could not see him. He said, "Did you see it? He came back in such a hurry. Such a serious injury is all for the sweetheart, he has someone else in his heart, do you still want to follow him?"

The expression of the little white deer seemed to be dull for a moment, the antlers swayed for a moment and he lowered his head, his snow-white hooves flicked lightly on the swaying clouds, he glanced at Jing An cautiously, and nodded barely visible, "Yeah." "It was a very light and sweet tone that only belonged to girls.

"Boom—"

There was a thunderstorm in the northern sky, and a full moon cast a shadow on the dense black clouds. The dim light penetrated the clouds, and the mist fell on the people, and the bean-sized raindrops rolled down immediately, and the little white deer panicked. He ran to Jing An, as if he wanted to find a shelter from the rain.

Gradually the rain stopped falling, Jing An got down from the silver sword, stood next to the person holding a paper umbrella, and said calmly, "Let's go and see your emperor."

Immortals stood outside the prison, surrounding the wind and thunder pillar in the middle. The wind and rain are all outside, and Xuanli can see it from a long distance, and even knows it without seeing it. The people tied to the pillar, except Fuyu I'm afraid there is no one else.

Thunder Pillar

The Heavenly Palace has been established here since the beginning of the Tiangong, and the spiritual power of the bound people is restrained. Even the Daluo Jinxian cannot escape from these two immortal locks here. It can be counted clearly how vicious Fu Yu is to be able to afford such an "honor".

Xuanli landed from the crowd, the wind brought by the Xuanqing fan lifted the clothes of the surrounding people, the clothes on the chest were all stained red with blood, like a gorgeous flower in season, but although the flower is charming, it is not fragrant, heavy The bloody smell rushed straight into his nostrils, making Xuan Li almost dizzy.

The surrounding gods made way out of their own accord, lowering their heads tremblingly, not daring to look at Xuanli. On the towering stone steps, the man tied to the wind and thunder pillar was slanted, as if he had passed out. The sharp dragon scales pierced through the clothes, and the clothes all over the body seemed to be soaked in blood, dripping down the corners of the clothes, the horns on the head grew longer, and a silver light shone in the gloomy night, if it weren't for that The dragon scales wearing torn flesh were terrifying, and the young man looked as if he had fallen asleep.

The looming golden imperial order floated on Fuyu's body, and the huge phoenix totem flowed in it, Xuanli thought, the group of people didn't directly attract the divine thunder on the wind and thunder pillar, probably because of his divine seal.

Xuanli walked very slowly step by step, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, the Xuanqing fan in his hand flashed violently, the moment he stepped on the steps, Xuanli saw Kun Yuan standing beside him.

The man stood with his head down among a group of gods. If you look carefully, you will find that he is standing in a special position, as if he is being protected by a group of people in the center. Xuan Li glanced away and looked away, and he stepped onto the stone platform , Standing under the wind and thunder column wrapped in black mist, he watched carefully, and then he turned around, piercing the crowd like a murderous sword between his brows, many people had already raised their heads, as if they were waiting for his answer, but Xuan What answer can Li give?What answer do they want?

Xuanli has devoted himself to the heavens for tens of thousands of years, and has never had any selfishness. Even saving this little dragon at the beginning was only for the sake of the Northern Territory, which is closely related to his lips and teeth. In the end, he did not belong to him. What did he do wrong? , all of them staring at him all the time, challenging his bottom line again and again, he has nothing else to ask for in his life, just want to guard it and refuse to give it to anyone?

The medicine on his chest seemed to have failed, and the blood flow surged as if a switch had been turned on. His eyes swept over everyone one by one. Except for Kun Yuan, many of the priests he trusted in his daily life were unavoidably trustworthy. Apart from being afraid of his power, how has anyone ever had any affection for him?

"Everyone, I'm afraid you have something to say to Xuanli today." The name Xuanli has almost never been mentioned in public, so when this remark came out, all the gods were taken aback, and most of them looked at him blankly. , only some of the older immortals reacted quickly, but the premonition in their hearts was not very good. Even if they knew this name, no one had ever dared to call it.

"Are you wondering who this Xuanli refers to?" His tone was slow, with a trace of coldness in his gentleness, so casual that it made people's backs shiver. "Today, I am here to tell you something."

The person on the steps seemed to be tired, so he grabbed a cloud and sat down in front of everyone. The blood on his chest dripped down on the cloud as he bent down, and then fell through the thin mist. On the stone platform, no one interrupted, the gods seemed to be listening to the lectures of the Western Buddha, all with solemn expressions, they didn't know what Xuanli was going to do, so they could only wait nervously and anxiously for the person's next words while staring at the pillar tied But no matter what Xuanli said, he couldn't escape the people behind him.

He seemed to be recalling the long past, his eyes became deep and blurred, and there was a faint warmth. After all, no matter when he thought about that person, it was the only hot thing in Xuan Xin's heart for tens of thousands of years. , "All the gods should have heard that I once loved a mortal, right? To tell you the truth, it is the one behind him. The word Xuan is his surname back then."

The voice stopped here, and everyone looked at Xuanli in astonishment. There are not many people in the world who follow their husband's surname, and the majestic Tianzun is extremely absurd, but it makes people feel sad.

"After 4 years of fate, I finally waited for him to be reincarnated." He suddenly lowered his head, his voice was mixed with water, and the atmosphere instantly became depressed. "It's a pity."

Everyone has never seen such an emperor, that Xiaoyao Zunshen, who had always been aloof before, seemed to have grown bones and blood in a moment, and became affectionate, flesh and blood, and he was just an ordinary man who begged for his beloved.

The crowd standing below gradually became noisy, and most of them nodded to each other, as if they could understand Xuanli's intentions, so what about the demon god, as long as he was well raised in Shangwu Palace, wouldn't it be fine if he didn't come out to harm others? ?What's more, there are many gods who were coerced.

Marriage is inseparable in the world, and everyone wants their lover to get married eventually.Just at this moment, Xuanli, who had his back to Fuyu, suddenly felt an unusual aura. The moment he lowered his head, the devilish aura went up along his arms and pierced into his chest suddenly.

"Uh..." Xuan Li, who was sitting on the cloud without any precautions, was caught off guard and vomited a mouthful of blood. The gods all around hurriedly backed away. Xuan Li stared at his chest. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Kun Yuan seemed to be holding something in his hand. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he stood where he was, looking at Xuanli and Fuyu as if waiting for some inevitable result.

The devilish energy piercing into the chest seemed to be just for Xuanli's blood, stayed for a moment and then left quickly, the previous foreshadowing was all in vain, Xuanli turned around, and unexpectedly saw that the fairy-binding lock on the Tianlei Pillar was actually One was broken, and Fu Yu's dark purple eyes stared at his chest motionlessly, obviously sucked away by the blood.

The surrounding demonic energy surged, and it was obvious that a fairy lock could not bind him. The pitch-black demonic energy spread in all directions, followed the stone platform to the feet of the gods, and the crowd began to retreat in a panic. The humble immortal official had bad luck, died in Huangquan, and turned into a mummy.

The crowd was completely in a commotion, and the people tied to the pillar became more and more irritable because they had sucked the spirit of the immortal. During the struggle, another immortal chain seemed to be broken. I don't know who shouted first: "Your Majesty, help me!" .”

Thousands of exclamations came one after another—your lord, help me

Xuanli looked at the man who had completely lost his sanity in front of him, and knew that if Fu Yu really broke free from this fairy lock today, no one in this hall would be able to escape.

He stood there in a daze, listening to the panicked and chaotic shouts around him, he didn't know what to do, he instinctively wanted to stop him, but couldn't bear to tie him back again, now every move was suspenseful, every step he took was wrong wrong.All of a sudden, a fiery red sword pierced through the void, the blade was sharp, and it went straight to the feathers. The person in the center of the demonic energy was struggling with the rope persistently, and seemed to pass through the sword without seeing the sword. The moment the demonic energy touched Fuyu, the silent Xuanqing Fan followed the owner's will, and blocked the sword in mid-air with a "bang".

The rainbow-like sword energy drew a gorgeous arc in the air, and the moment it landed, the collision between the iron object and the stone platform seemed to wake up the whole hall in an instant. They all turned around and looked at Xuanli dully. He stopped his movements, and even Fuyu, who was tied to the pillar in a daze, did not move.

Xuanli looked at the crowd calmly. He had already made a choice, and his attitude couldn't be more obvious. He told the group of people in the sky clearly, even if he is an enemy of the Three Realms, none of you will touch this person.

"Dijun" did not know who called Xuanli in the silence, worried and urgent, as if feeling sorry for Xuanli.

In fact, there is nothing to regret. It is not too late to do something that has not been done in 4 years.

The nebula above the head soared, and the Xuanqing fan in his hand gradually grew larger with the turbulent wind and clouds. Xuanqing fan was never a good omen, but when things got here, the enemy and us were clearly distinguished, either you die or we live, After a short while, the gods below had gathered together and stood on the opposite side of Xuanli.

The surrounding wind and rain seemed to be mixed in. The strong wind blew the hair of the person, and the red light flickered on and off. Xuanli suddenly felt a strange breath. When the danger was half a step away, Xuanli finally noticed it. With a "click" sound behind him, the divine thunder pierced Fu Yu's body, and the dazzlingly white light beams went back and forth on the person, and the sky and the earth seemed to change color for a moment, the silver hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and the strong burnt paste split the demon. The air swept towards all living beings, but the person tied in the middle seemed to be fine, and Xuanli standing on the stone platform fell down with the divine thunder.

Kun Yuan, who had been staying quietly all this time, suddenly widened his eyes, gasping for breath, leaning on a fan to support his knees

The man on the ground turned around and yelled: "Didn't you say that you will not hurt the emperor?"

Another divine thunder fell behind him, and the immortal official who controlled the divine thunder in the crowd ignored Kun Yuan, and the other immortal officials stood beside him, blocking people tightly.

After all, he is nothing more than a fairy servant, a servant, before it affects his life, everyone is self-interested, the camp has been divided, and the two sides have nothing to do with each other.

Kun Yuan's eyes became scarlet, he conjured a sharp sword out of nowhere, charged and stabbed at the person in the middle of the crowd, but before he got close, he was blocked by other immortals, and he slammed into it with a "snap". On the stone steps, in a panic, he ran up the stone platform and tried to block Xuanli from the coming divine thunder. In a moment, the Xuanqing fan that he had been holding tightly in his hand suddenly grew bigger, with a strong immortal energy Sweeping through the void and sweeping over everyone, Xuanli staggered to his feet, and the moment he got up, thousands of fairy artifacts fell from the sky, and it was raining like a rainstorm, so he couldn't even see their shapes clearly, only the lights of various colors traversed the sky like a rainbow after the rain.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty" A sachet suddenly fell out of Kun Yuan's pocket, it was the one that Gong Liangluo gave Fu Yu not long ago, but the moment it fell, someone's celestial weapon was impartial Wearing the thickened sachet, but at this time there is no time to look at it, no one has noticed.

Xuanli's whole body was soaked in blood. In the past, people said that two fists were hard to beat with four hands, but now I think it is indeed correct. After Xuanli's first wave of attack, the spiritual power in his body seemed to be stagnant in the blood. Moving, it was the sequelae left by the Wind and Thunder Pillar, and his spiritual power was also restricted by a token.

Thick clouds in the sky turned, and it seemed that thunder was about to fall again, and the immortals around were still rushing forward. Just as Xuanli was holding on to the Xuanqing fan and was about to deal with this again, the dark magic energy exploded like a "boom" Bounced away the surrounding immortal energy, and then the Wuling sword came out of its sheath, and the sword shadow pierced through the priest who controlled Tianlei in a panic. In the fog, the long and slender white dragon pierced the clouds, and Li Huo suddenly descended from mid-air, drowning the crowd of people in an instant like wind and rain.