Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1796 Moxuan Road is under your feet
Makino's grave.

Surrounded by heroes against heaven and earth.

In front of the tombstone with Xie Tian's hand-carved characters, there was a person kneeling.

The person was small, but the bloody bones in front of her were even smaller.

Looking at the skeleton of Luo Yin who had been killed with a sword, the big round eyes of Little Bell, which were not like Rakshasa's cruel eyes, gradually became dark.

Looking at the pair of eyes similar to bells, Luo Jiao secretly sighed and stepped forward.

"Little Lingdang, there will be retribution for those who killed Muye. Whether it is Muye, your mother or Uncle Anxi, they will all rest in peace..."

Little Bell stood up, not feeling the swelling, pain and numbness of her knees, and knelt down facing Luo Mei again.

"I beg my lord to teach little Lingdang how to practice. Little Bell will avenge my mother."

The pure hatred mixed in the child's voice made Luo Mei shudder when she heard it. She smiled wryly and lifted up the little bell, and said softly: "Little bell, you don't need to beg me, let's go back."

Looking at Luo Jiao who was holding her little hand, Little Bell asked seriously: "Why?"

"Because... what is your name Xie Tian?"

"He, he is Little Bell's father!"

"That's why."

"Little Bell doesn't understand..."

"You don't need to understand, you just need to know that your father will help you fulfill all your wishes."

"Really?"

"real."

"why?"

"Because your father is a person who does great things."

"A big deal... what is a big deal?"

rumbling...

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The distant figures, one big and one small, stopped suddenly.

Luo Jiao turned her head and looked at where Xuanluo Xianyu was located.

She knew that according to Leng Le's plan, the power to shake the earth and shake the mountains came from the center of Xuanluo Immortal Territory.

Clutching Little Bell's trembling little hand due to the huge earthquake, she smiled proudly: "This is a big deal."

As the words fell, the heroes of the Anti-Tianlou Building in front of Muye's grave turned into escaping lights of different colors, like a group of colorful meteors, flying towards the Immortal Weeping Cliff that had been destroyed by the evil sky for many years with a killing intent.

At this time, with the Xuan family land as the center, the Xuanluo Immortal Territory was razed to the ground for tens of thousands of miles.

Liu Yong and others who had just bid farewell to Leng Le, forgot to go back to carry out the plan, and turned around one by one, staring dumbfounded at the apocalyptic scene thousands of miles behind them.

"This, this is..."

"Xian, Xianzun blew himself up?"

"It can't be wrong, look at where the Xuan family is, the original visions that merge into the heavens one after another!"

"What did Leng Le do?"

"It was he who forced the Immortal Venerable Kong Ming to blew himself up, or he used the Immortal Venerable to blew himself up to solve Kong Ming..."

……

The shocking discussions of several big figures were not over, Xie Yue, who had escaped into the void, slammed on the brakes, threw Leng Le down, and then escaped into the void again, rushing towards Kong Ming.

Seeing Leng Le appear, all the great powers are like seeing a ghost.

"Don't be surprised."

Leng Le was in tatters.

Although he didn't die in the self-destruction of the immortal, he also suffered some damage.

While patting the dust and pieces of flesh on his body, he smiled at all the great talents: "The biggest trouble is finally solved easily."

The faces of all the great powers twitched.

Yes, all resolved.

But the entire Xuan family is gone.

"Leng Le, does Xuan Zhi know that you act like this?"

Leng Le smiled and nodded: "It's not that he doesn't know, this plan was originally proposed by him."

In an instant, all the great powers fell into an ice cave.

"That is, the entire Xuan family!"

"He is from the Xuan family, what kind of hatred does he have with the family?"

"I don't believe it!"

……

"I don't know what kind of grudges or grievances." Leng Le chuckled, "But I know that the living Xuan family members are all from Xuanzhi."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and shook it, and the witchcraft appeared.

I saw this genius magician throw the bone stick in his hand into the air, and more than ten thousand members of the Xuan family appeared like dumplings.

Liu Yong's fairy eyes swept away, but he saw that half of the Xuan family's eyes were frightened, and generally they were dazed.

Panic?

"Mr. Leng," Liu Yong finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "The Immortal Venerable blew himself up..."

"Oh," Leng Le said casually, "Xie Tian was afraid of trouble, so he simply sent an immortal to blow himself up, and it's over."

When all the masters heard the words, they were in a state of confusion.

Just because he was afraid of trouble, let the immortal who stood at the peak of the four great immortal realms blew himself up?
While all the masters were in a daze, Leng Le smiled and looked at everyone in the Xuan family.

"You can survive because I take care of my own people, but right now, I need your help to do something, I don't know everyone..."

Before he could finish speaking, everyone in the Xuan family looked at him like a devil, and at the same time knelt down, trembling all over.

How could they forget?

In the past six months, the immortals of Kong Ming who regarded Leng Le as their own died in the hands of Leng Le!
By the way, the Xuan family who regard Leng Le as their own, now that the clan land is destroyed, they are the only ones left to survive!
"But there are orders, Mo, don't dare not obey..."

Xuan Kang, who was lucky enough to survive, responded tremblingly, and by the way mustered up his courage, and squeezed out an ugly smile towards Leng Le.

"Hey..." Seeing this, Leng Le bent forward, patted Xuan Kang's face, and muttered to himself, "I really don't know why Xuan Zhi wants you to survive, well, since everyone is so enthusiastic, now... ..."

After receiving Leng Le's order, Xuan Kang immediately led everyone from the Xuan family to fly away in the direction of Xianqiya.

"Hey, the poor man whose family has been destroyed..."

Seeing Leng Le's sigh, Liu Yong and other great powers got goosebumps again.

They really wanted to yell at Leng Le, the Xuan family was destroyed in your hands, okay?
"Fellow Daoist Leng Le," Liu Yong couldn't help asking, "Xuan's family was killed in this way, if Xuan Ye and the others return..."

"Oh?" Leng Le looked surprised, "They can come back? Who said, why don't I know?"

The scene fell silent.

In the silence, Liu Yong and others seemed to understand something, and the chill in their hearts was even worse.

"Although the plan is very successful, why does this deity always feel chilly in his heart..."

"Hey, I really can't believe it, Xie Tian's handwriting is really scary!"

"This deity is strange. Even if Xuanzhi cooperates with him, how can he be so open-minded to the Xuan family? The Xuan family is the foundation of Xuanzhi's life!"

……

While thinking about it, all the great powers were a little at a loss.

Seeing that Leng Le still had a confident smile on his face, Liu Yong bowed his head and forced the coldness to ask in a respectful voice: "Fellow Daoist Leng Le, I don't know what to do next?"

"Next..." Leng Le smiled, and looked at the Xuanluo sky that was about to overturn the sky, "The road is always under your feet, it depends on whether you can go or not, and how you go."

The road is at the feet of Xuanluo's immortal family, and it is also at the feet of hundreds of powerful talents and millions of living beings in the three domains.

Everyone knows that these nine golden holy roads extending from the shrine are the avenues leading to chance.

But no one knows whether this avenue is a prosperous one or a dangerous one.

After the saints and kings of the three parties gave that this road was not dangerous, everyone set foot on the nine holy roads.

Almighty Tianjiao, take the lead.

Then, when the million elites set foot on the Holy Road...

poof...

poof...

poof...

……

Ninety-nine percent of the elites knelt on the holy road.

(End of this chapter)