Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

Chapter 359
Seeing Qi Litong's weird smile, the Holy Son of Air Burial felt a little fear in his heart for some reason.

He was even more angry: "Dog, dare to scare me!"

He immediately performed the slave soul contract to punish Qi Litong.

The slave soul contract is extremely powerful, almost equivalent to completely controlling people.

The punishment for burying the Holy Son in an empty space is directly tearing apart the soul.

That feeling is like cutting the body with a thousand knives, which is extremely painful.

However, in the next second, the face of the Son of the Air Burial became astonished.

Qi Litong is like a normal person.

"What's going on, your slave soul covenant..."

The answer to the empty burial of the Holy Son was a magical attack by Qi Litong.

"Hahaha!"

Qi Litong laughed loudly, and a powerful blow hit the empty burial son.

Bang!
The air-burial son's face was as pale as paper, and all the self-defense treasures on his body were shattered.

In terms of strength, he is far behind Qi Litong.

"How courageous, you actually secretly canceled the slave soul contract.

But, don't forget, this is a holy place for empty burials! "

Protected by a magic weapon, the Holy Son of Air Burial was rampant.

At this time, several powerful auras have noticed this side.

Even, a holy master appeared here.

"Haha, Qi Litong, you exposed it too early, die!"

The empty burial son smiled triumphantly.

He looked at the person who came, and said slowly: "Master Kong Gang, please catch this beast, I will smash his body into ten thousand pieces!"

Uncle Kong Gang took a look at Qi Litong: "It's strange, how can the slave soul contract fail, wait for me to capture him, and then investigate."

The huge hand grabbed Qilitong.

The empty bar is the legendary holy master, and he is also a strong existence in the empty burial holy place.

Qi Litong is not an opponent at all.

However, at this moment, Qi Litong didn't have any fear at all.

"Haha." Qi Litong laughed.

A round bead was raised by him.

The ball was thrown into the sky, and suddenly enlarged, turning into a human figure.

A mighty and overbearing aura emanated from this figure.

Kong Gang's face instantly became embarrassed.

"Who is senior, and why did you come to my holy place for empty burial?"

He was extremely shocked.

The figure in front of him is obviously a quasi-emperor.

How could the quasi-emperor come to the Holy Land for an empty burial?
"I am...the one who destroyed the Holy Land of Air Burials."

The powerful figure was neither sad nor happy, and his huge palm slapped the empty bar and the empty burial son.

"No!"

The two were terrified.

However, under the powerful strength of Emperor Zhun, the two had no ability to resist at all.

In an instant, the two of them were terrified.

The Holy Son of Air Burial never imagined that his death would be so fast, and with such a big crowd, at the hands of a quasi-emperor.

At this time, the other holy masters of the air burial holy land had already reacted.

The suzerain of the holy land of empty burials stood in the forbidden area, eyes full of fear: "Your Excellency is...the Emperor of Illusion? Why did you invade my holy land of empty burials?"

"I just can't get used to it." The figure showed a smile on his face, "Today, you all need to return to illusion."

As the quasi-emperor, he has the confidence.

The suzerain of the empty burial holy land changed his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency came to my sect for no reason. I will go to the central heaven and ask the saint to decide this matter."

A contemptuous smile appeared on the figure's face.

What the suzerain of the air burial holy land said was nonsense.

The saint will pay attention to him?
He shot and attacked the suzerain.

"Old ancestor, offended!" The suzerain of the air burial holy land knew that this moment could not be delayed any longer.

In an instant, he sacrificed the body of the emperor who was buried in the air.

It was the remains of the Great Emperor Air Burial.

After the emperor died in an air burial, the body became the Taoist.

In the entire holy land of empty burials, there are elders and disciples pouring into the Taoism continuously every year.

The emperor's body was buried in the air, and it became a peerless treasure.

"Interesting." The quasi-emperor smiled.

He was pulled into a space in an instant, and fought with the remains of the Air Burial Emperor.

"Sect Master, what's going on?" The other elders rushed over with fear in their hearts.

"Emperor Unreal, actually attacked us. Fortunately, we have the body of our ancestor, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

He knew that some time ago, he plotted against the Seven Realms and Zhu Wushen, and a quasi-emperor powerhouse made a move.

After describing it, he knew that it was the dead illusory emperor.

He didn't know why the quasi-emperor made the move.

But he has always been on guard, and fortunately the guard is useful, so he simply trapped the quasi-emperor strong man.

"Sovereign, can the remains of the ancestors suppress the Unreal Emperor?"

An elder said worriedly.

"No." The suzerain replied, "However, it should be able to trap the Unreal Emperor for more than ten days."

"This..." The elder was extremely worried.

"What will happen after ten days?"

"Could it be that we are waiting to die?"

"Unless we escape."

The suzerain nodded: "At this moment, don't worry about that benefit any more. It's better to escape to the central heaven first, there is a little way to survive."

"Yes, Emperor Zhun cannot fight, we can only leave the Holy Land first."

"We pack up immediately and leave immediately."

These elders said quickly.

The quasi-emperor really put too much pressure on them.

"Alas, it's a pity that the Holy Son and Kong Gang died." An elder sighed, "If he is not dead, he can leave with us."

They couldn't help but be thankful that it didn't appear as early as the empty bars, otherwise they would be the ones who died.

A difference of thought leads to different endings.

The suzerain's eyes fell on Qi Litong, and a murderous intent flashed across his face: "Damn you!"

He immediately shot to kill Qi Litong.

Just at this moment, a relaxed voice came.

"Everyone is here, so I don't need to run too much."

Following this voice, a figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The person who came was dressed in a white robe, so he couldn't see his real face at all.

"Quasi-Quasi-Emperor..."

The faces of the people present changed drastically.

Didn't the Illusory Emperor come and be trapped just now?
Why, another quasi-emperor came?
They were shocked beyond comprehension.

"Senior..." The suzerain stepped forward, wanting to say something.

However, the person who came, that is, Xu Chen had a smile on his face.

"I am the god of dreams."

"Illusory Emperor?"

Others are puzzled, isn't it the Unreal Emperor who is entangled by the remains of the ancestor?
Xu Chen smiled: "It's all me."

Although, when playing the role of the Unreal Emperor, his combat power is not as good as that of the temporary card.

However, the gap between the quasi-emperor and the holy master is like a natural moat.

Xu Chen shot instantly, and the Unreal Dao fell from the sky.

The elders and suzerain present were instantly controlled by Xu Chen, and no one could move.

This is the horror of the quasi-emperor.

In front of Emperor Zhun, the Holy Master is like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"Death." Xu Chen looked contemptuously and uttered a voice.

Immediately, more than half of the dozen or so people who were besieged died. The suzerain of the air burial holy land did not respond and died at this moment.

Without the presidency of the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Air Burial, the body of the Air Burial Emperor who trapped Xu Chen's puppet also lost its due power.

Xu Chen drew out a card in his hand.

He looked at the four remaining Holy Masters in front of him: "Do you want to live or perish?"

He killed a dozen people and left four behind.

After all, he couldn't kill everyone in the Holy Land of Air Burials.

The few people he beheaded were all criminals, or people who had hatred for Xu Chen.

Or, hard people.

These four are relatively better.

"May allegiance to the God of Dreams!"

A holy master knelt on the ground and prostrated himself on the ground.

Immediately, the other three Holy Masters followed suit.

A smile formed on the corner of Xu Chen's mouth.

Four illusory powers poured into the bodies of the four people.

Xu Chen said, "You, from now on, will be the new owner of the Holy Land of Air Burials."

The person Xu Chen pointed out was the first person to kneel down and give his allegiance.

There was a look of excitement and ecstasy on the man's face.

He didn't expect such a good thing to happen.

Mastering a holy land means endless resources.

"I would like to serve the God of Dreams!" The Holy Lord was extremely excited.

In the past, the Holy Land of Air Burial did not have strong emperors to sit in it, so it lived up to its name.

Now, there is a dream-making god, which is truly worthy of the name.

Seeing this scene, the other three Holy Masters regretted why they didn't bow down immediately and missed such an opportunity.

"Qi Litong, from now on you will be the new empty burial son." Xu Chen looked at Qi Litong beside him with a smile on his lips.

A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared in Qi Litong's eyes.

The other four Holy Masters looked at Qi Litong with a little envy.

After a cleansing, Xu Chen took control of the Holy Land of the Air Burial.

Now, the people in the holy place of air burials are not sincerely loyal to Xu Chen.

However, Xu Chen didn't care.

As long as his strength is there, it doesn't matter if he is sincere or not.

He has already distributed the adapted exercises, and let the people in the Holy Land of Air Burial give him the power to create dreams.

At this time, Xu Chen appeared in the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Land of Air Burial.

He has already selected a few good treasures in the air burial holy place.

He has many systems, most of the treasures look down on him.

Some of the ones he picked have no practical effect on him. Of course, there is no problem in giving them to Su Jingyao or Tang Lianlian as gifts.

He also took a bunch of spirit stones.

No matter how much money you have, you will not dislike having more money.

At this moment, Xu Chen looked at the dead body of the Great Burial Emperor in front of him, and there was a light in his eyes: "This is a real treasure."

It was the first time he had seen the body of Emperor Zhun.

Of course, the kind of junior sister Su Jingyao doesn't count.

Although Su Jingyao is the reincarnation of the Empress, and her strength is stronger than that of the Air Burial Emperor, she fell to the lower realm after all.

Xu Chen looked at the corpse and carefully inspected it.

Endless illusory Taoism poured in, and Xu Chen immediately sensed the Taoism of empty burial.

The same ocean.

"Unfortunately, my talent is too poor to learn this way."

In front of this corpse, if it is replaced by a person in the holy place of empty burial, he will definitely get a lot of benefits.

Xu Chen is not the case, he is not a person in the holy place of empty burial, nor is he practicing the method of empty burial.

"This corpse... take it with you, maybe it will be useful someday."

After thinking about it, Xu Chen put the corpse into the storage ring.

Of course, he placed many restrictions on this ring and set up many concealment formations.

Otherwise, the Dao of the Great Emperor's body is too strong, and it is easy to miss it.

Today, ordinary saints probably wouldn't be able to see that Xu Chen's storage ring contained the remains of a great emperor.

Moreover, no saint would take the time to search a little monk's storage bag.

Just like in the previous life, when Boss Ma saw people, would he secretly open other people's wallets one by one to see how much money was in them?
Obviously not.

"It's time to go back."

Xu Chen had a smile in his eyes.

Solving the empty burial holy place is the next thing on my mind.

The matter of the Hundred Realms ends here.

……

Taixu Zong.

Baise Peak.

Zhu Wushen's complexion changed slightly: "That illusory emperor, gave the holy place of empty burial to..."

He didn't say anything later.

He was shocked.

"I don't know what this senior is thinking." Huang Wanrong said, her eyes thinking.

No matter how bad the air burial holy place is, it is also a holy place.

Every holy place has its foundation.

Even if it was the Great Emperor, it would take time to break through such a holy place with rich background, and if the teacher came from an unknown source, it would be easy to prove it.

Now, the Unreal Great Emperor, the God of Dreams, made a direct move.

The holy land of air burials had a strong foundation, but in the end, it didn't even resist for a quarter of an hour, and it was directly destroyed.

Or rather, surrender.

The strength of the dream-making god is beyond their imagination.

They originally thought that even if the God of Dreams attacked the holy place of empty burials, it would take more than ten days to break through.

As a result, it was over in a quarter of an hour.

Is this the strength of the God of Dream Creation?

"Unexpectedly, even the remains of the Air Burial Emperor could not stop the Unreal Emperor.

It seems that the Unreal Emperor has already gone a long way on the road of quasi-emperor. "Zhu Wushen sighed, with some envy.

His talent is extremely high, but he doesn't have the slightest confidence to break through and enter the quasi-emperor realm.

Even his talented apprentice Zhu Fengwu is only qualified as a quasi-emperor.

"Do you think it is possible, the Illusory Emperor is only one step away from the real Emperor.

He conquered the holy land of empty burials in order to obtain more useful resources and then become an emperor? "Huang Wanrong expressed her guess.

Beside, Zhu Wushen was slightly stunned: "It should be so."

Unexpectedly, being able to get in touch with the birth of a great emperor gave Zhu Wushen a feeling of epicness and unreality.

"It seems that the threat from the Hundred Realms is gone." Zhu Wushen sighed.

There is a problem with the holy place of air burial, and Zhu Wushen's threat disappears.

"Then are you going back to the Thirteenth Phoenix Realm with me?" Huang Wanrong looked at Zhu Wushen with anticipation in her eyes.

"I will leave the Hundred Realms, but not the Thirteenth Phoenix Realm." Zhu Wushen said lightly, with a trace of murderous intent in his voice, "I will go to the Central Heaven Realm and find the murderer who killed my disciple!"

Zhu Wushen had a faint killing intent in his heart.

Now that his strength has improved a bit, he has more confidence to find out the truth about his disciple's fall.

He already has a clue, it's in the central heaven.

"Sigh." Huang Wanrong sighed, and didn't force her anymore.

"When will you and Xu Chen return to the Thirteenth Phoenix Realm?" Zhu Wushen asked, changing the subject.

"Three days later." Huang Wanrong said, she looked at the cave where Xu Chen was practicing in seclusion, "He will leave the seclusion in three days."

Zhu Wushen looked at Xu Chen's cave with deep eyes: "This time the Unreal Emperor made a move, and Xu Chen is retreating again."

"What... what's wrong?" Huang Wanrong was puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just feel that there are too many coincidences in this world."

Zhu Wushen sighed, throwing away the unrealistic thoughts in his heart.

Xu Chen, how could it be Emperor Zhun.

It is more likely that Xu Chen is the quasi-emperor than Xu Chen is his grandson.

(End of this chapter)