The Immortal Emperor is so fertile

"Smile, why are you standing there in a daze?"

Liu Chuxia pinched her throat and let out a villainous laugh of 'Jie Jie Jie Jie'.

The head of Qingyun Sect smiled fondly.

After all, he and Liu Chuxia's father have been good friends for many years, and Liu Chuxia is no different from his own daughter in his eyes. Therefore, when Liu Chuxia first started to 'enter the world', he was deceived by him into joining the Qingyun Sect for various reasons... …

At this moment, he looked at Liu Chuxia as if he were looking at his naughty daughter.

But the Blood Puppet Ancestor doesn’t have this kind of father-daughter filter.

He jumped angrily.

"court death!"

There was a great deal of blood and Sanskrit chants, and a dark pagoda suddenly appeared, hitting Liu Chuxia who was laughing strangely like a meteor.

Liu Chuxia was shocked.

As knowledgeable as she is, she couldn't tell the grade of this pagoda for a while. She just felt that there was a power of law binding her, unable to move or avoid!

Just like fate, the pagoda will definitely suppress her!

At the critical moment of life and death, her courage emerged spontaneously. She pointed the sword in her hand toward the sky and muttered something.

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven is used to attract it with the sword..."

In an instant, the dim "inner world" became darker and darker, and even the perceptions of those monks in the Ascension Realm were compressed to one foot in front of them. One foot away, they could not see the sky, and it was extremely eerie and terrifying!

In this pitch black ink, there are faint golden and white electric arcs flowing, drawing out bright golden and silver lines.

Boom!

Boom!

The electric arc circulated and exploded, occasionally illuminating the sky of the 'other world', and people could vaguely see a goose-yellow figure holding a long sword. The infinite power of thunder surged around her, like a blue sky in the sky, disappearing in a flash. , too wonderful to describe.

Several 'Da Luotian' monks who had been involved in it from the beginning stood back to back, their eyes wide and happy, and they were stunned for a while.

"It is said that more than 30 years ago, Fairy Liu used Qingyun's secret sword to control the thunder and slay the beast god. The sword energy was everywhere, leaving more than a hundred bottomless paths stretching for thousands of miles on the Lizhou continent. Chasm... I thought these were all legends, but when I saw them today, they turned out to be true!”

"Sigh... If you knew there was such darkness today, you should have learned a great light technique early on!"

"Why?"

"If you have the Great Light Technique, you can see the beauty of Fairy Liu throughout the whole process! In this way, you will die without regrets..."

…

The corners of Liu Chuxia's lips raised inexplicably.

Then, the seven-star step under her feet became faster, a zigzag lightning suddenly lit up, and the dark clouds as thick as ink quickly rotated, forming a huge vortex. The center of the vortex was the black pagoda that fell from the top of Mount Tai!

Immediately afterwards, a bright light suddenly flashed in the whirlpool in the sky, and countless lightning bolts merged into one, turning into a huge silver dragon. The dragon's head was raised, its roar shook the sky, and it suddenly rushed towards the black pagoda!

boom!

After the loud noise, there seemed to be some kind of emptiness between heaven and earth.

The dragon's roar, the wind's roar, the thunder, and the Sanskrit chant disappeared collectively, and time seemed to be paused by someone. Only a goose-yellow figure remained in the sky and the earth.

The next second.

Pause becomes fast forward.

The violent explosion drowned everything, and violent shock waves surged around. Even the 'inner world' created by the head of Qingyun Sect had cracks appearing on it, and the whole world began to collapse visibly to the naked eye!

The pagoda flew upside down, but there wasn't even a single sword mark on it!

The head of the Qingyun Sect looked in disbelief.

He remembered a past incident that his master once told him when he was young. It was said that during the war between good and evil a hundred thousand years ago, a Buddha Lord had fallen and was skinned and cramped by evil demons. The human skin was used as a drum and the bones were used as a stupa. !

The pagoda in front of us should be the pagoda made of the bones of the Lord Buddha!

But he couldn't think too much and concentrated on maintaining the immortality of the 'other world'.

After all, if the 'other world' collapses, the battle here will inevitably affect the real world, and evil demons will also break out of the seal in large numbers!

Fortunately, this time the Qingyun Sect's high-level combat power came out in full force, which bought the leader of the Qingyun Sect precious time to repair the cracks in the 'other world' one by one.

On the other side, the seemingly depressed Blood Puppet Ancestor burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Now!"

After he finished speaking, bursts of holy Sanskrit and Buddhist sounds came from the black pagoda behind him, and the demonic energy surged straight into the sky!

at the same time.

Fenghao City is eight thousand miles north.

Dazhu Mountain.

Jinghong Villa.

In the bamboo house in the forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain, the rich old man sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and full of evil spirits.

Squeak.

The door opened and a middle-aged man with a horse face and a long beard walked in.

"The owner of the village..."

The middle-aged man said softly: "There are nearly ten thousand people arriving outside the mountain gate with their families. Should we leave them to take shelter in the mountain as before?"

When the blood moon rose and the demonic energy surged many days ago, countless innocent people were transformed into half-human, half-demon monsters, and there was a chance that the common people who were attacked by the monsters would also be transformed in the same way.

Therefore, the people scattered in villages and towns took refuge in immortal sects and big cities.

Jinghong Villa has received no less than one million refugees before.

At this moment, after hearing the words of the middle-aged man with a horse face and a long beard, the owner of Jinghong Villa suddenly laughed a few times, his voice sounding like metal friction: "Okay, let them come..."

The middle-aged man was shocked: "Master? Your voice?"

"My voice?"

The owner of Jinghong Villa stood up slowly: "My voice has always been like this?"

The middle-aged man was about to say something else, but suddenly felt a chill in his chest. He lowered his head and saw his heart beating in the hands of the owner of Jinghong Villa.

"You, you are not the owner..."

"Who are you?"

...

He leaned against the door frame, and his voice gradually became inaudible.

But the owner of Jinghong Villa still slowly leaned to his ear and whispered: "I am the clone of the Blood Puppet Ancestor..."

The next second, a red blood light rushed straight into the sky.

…………………………

Fenghao City.

The Altar of the King of Xiang.

Qin Tian's cultivation is still soaring.

Unknowingly, he has broken through the bottleneck six times in a row and has reached the peak of the seventh level of the True Lord Realm!

Ji Yuan and others were numb.

Well, their legs were even more numb.

After all, they surrendered to the Emperor's Purple Qi and knelt on the ground, unable to move. With Qin Tian's cultivation level soaring, they could not completely control their own cultivation level. The pressure from the True Lord Realm strongman was like a substance, not only making Ji Yuan and the other six people breathless, but also making their knees sink deeply into the ground!

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know..."

"My legs are numb..."

"I am too..."

"King Qin, please put away your magical powers!"

...

Qin Tian did not respond at all.

Ji Yuan looked around and suddenly asked: "Huh? Why can't I see the figure of Tianquan Daozun?"

Ji Yan replied: "It seems that he has returned to the 'inner world'..."

Ji Yuan nodded: "So that's it... I thought the 'inner world' was going to collapse just now... That movement was really scary!"

Xiahou Jun interrupted: "If you ask me, the movement made by King Qin is more scary!"

Ji Sheng agreed deeply.

After all, if the ‘inside world’ was shattered, everyone would die together. But now, they were surrounded by millions of soldiers while kneeling in front of Qin Tian. It was really embarrassing...

Fang Hanshan opened his mouth and finally swallowed back what he wanted to say.

After all, they were not familiar with each other, and they were enemies...

Just as he was stunned, Qin Tian broke through again. The spiritual energy that rushed into his body broke through the bottleneck of the seventh level of the True Lord Realm, allowing him to be promoted to the eighth level of the True Lord Realm!

It’s so cool to cheat...Qin Tian’s face was full of joy.

At this moment, he saw the red blood light rising in the north of Fenghao City!

"What the hell?"

"Again?"

Qin Tian was confused.

His voice immediately attracted the attention of Ji Yuan and others.

Then, they also became confused.

Especially Ji Yuan, Ji Yan, and Ji Sheng, their bodies trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Well, PTSD.

After all, a blood moon rose above the continent not long ago, and the disaster caused is still spreading and raging!

The evil contained in the red blood light now is no less than that of the blood moon that day!

"I have something to say but I don't know if I should say it or not..."

"If you want to scold me, just scold me, don't act like a woman!"

"What's wrong with a woman? Did a woman eat your elixir? You are not born by a woman, if you have the guts, go back and tell your mother the same thing..."

The Queen of Daqian, Zhou Ruoruo, stared with a pair of beautiful eyes, transformed into a feminist warrior, and kept talking.

Ji Yuan: "..."

Ji Yan: "..."

Ji Yan's face was a little aggrieved, and she said weakly: "I want to say that this is really a case of raining on a leaking roof..."

Qin Tian felt it for a while, and raised his mouth: "Don't move here, I'll be back soon!"

After that, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Ji Yuan and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, they didn't think Qin Tian could solve the red blood light over there, but mainly after Qin Tian left, the oppression of the emperor's purple air disappeared.

They can finally stand!

……………………

Jinghong Villa.

Qin Tian’s figure appeared above the villa, his sword-like brows furrowed.

There were no living creatures in the villa.

It was silent and eerie.

At this time, the wealthy old man transformed by the clone of the Blood Puppet Ancestor flew over and laughed: "It's really hard to find it, but it's easy to get it... Qin Tian, ​​little thief, we meet again!"

"No, you are not Qin Tian... No, no, no, you are Qin Tian!"

"You, you, you, who are you?"

The wealthy old man looked incredulous.

Especially, Qin Tian broke through to the peak of the eighth level of the True Lord Realm in front of him!

The wealthy old man: "..."

"Kneel down!"

Qin Tian's face was full of majesty, and the emperor's purple aura lingered all over his body. The infinite pressure was like a mountain and a prison, making it impossible for people to resist!

Boom!

The wealthy old man fell from the air involuntarily, and his knees softened and knelt down!

"Qin Tian, ​​little thief!"

"I will definitely skin you alive and send your soul to hell!"

...

The voice was filled with shame and anger, echoing in Dazhu Mountain and the 'inner world' of Fenghao City...'

Liu Chuxia was full of confusion, and flew to Tianquan Daozun and asked: "What did Chang Qing do again?"

Tianquan Daozun: "...Who is Chang Qing? I don't know him!"

Liu Chuxia: "..."