Fairy way

Only Xiaoyao Zhengde's phantom said: "My holy shadow has been silent on this dragon robe for more than [-] years, but I was invited out by you today, very good, very good." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look He glanced at the cultivators below, and the moment his eyes looked over, the coercion on them dissipated immediately, and their bodies regained their independence.The first thing everyone did after recovering was to bow down one after another. At this moment, everyone present bowed down regardless of whether they were good or evil or demons.Although it is just a need in front of him, it is too powerful to be disrespected by everyone. Even if more than [-] years have passed since the name of the patriarch of Xiaoyao, its power has not diminished in the slightest.

Seeing this scene, Xiaoyao Zhengde's phantom smiled slightly and said: "This is Dongshenghaoland for many thousands of years, but it is very lively, you are not bad, not bad." As soon as Xiaoyao Zhengde said this, the expressions of the people below changed immediately, and any Everyone thought that the emperor's words were words of reproach.From what other people heard, the Emperor Shengzu meant that I spent so much time cleaning up the mountains and rivers, and you and I broke them into pieces in just 10 years.Thinking of this, everyone trembled in their hearts. Even if the ancestor asked them to cut themselves in front of the ancestor, they could only do so.why?It's just because the Emperor Shengzu once wiped out a big sect with one finger, and trampled to death a hundred cultivators in the realm of immortality with one foot.

Who among the hundreds of thousands below said respectfully: "Sacred Patriarch, calm down, I'll die, and I'll kill myself in front of the Patriarch." After that, hundreds of people raised their palms and patted their foreheads, Xiaoyao Zhengde committed suicide before he gave the order.

These hundreds of people are all cultivated to the realm of peeping immortals, and there are even high-level cultivators in the realm of cultivating immortals. They want to die to appease the anger of the ancestor emperor, but these people are sad to find that their raised hands are one step away from their own eyebrows. The fingers stopped, but they couldn't move anymore, as if they were pulled by a strange force.But Xiaoyao Zhengde's words sounded again: "This is very pleasant and lively, you are innocent." While speaking, he turned his head and finally fell on the ghost emperor who was now ashen-faced and dull, and his eyes were red. .

The moment Xiaoyao Zhengde's eyes fell on the ghost emperor, the ghost emperor trembled violently, and he had to knelt down on his knees and said in a trembling voice: "Holy... Holy Ancestral Emperor...you...how could you... "Qi couldn't even speak completely at this moment, and his eyes were full of fear.

Seeing this, the Holy Ancestor Emperor said calmly: "I am not the real Holy Ancestor. The Holy Ancestor has already returned. What I see is just the shadow of the Holy Ancestor. At most, I can only use one-third of the power of the Holy Ancestor." As soon as the words came out, the ghost emperor's face changed again, and he was shocked in his heart. Only three points of skill can frighten everyone present, and if it is ten points of power, the world will collapse in the blink of an eye.Thinking of the Ghost Emperor in his heart, he was secretly operating his own cultivation in the body, and his expression couldn't help but change again on the surface of this operation.He was surprised to find that the coercion in his body was not imprisoned under such coercion, and that coercion just lingered outside his body.This discovery made ripples in his desperate heart again. In his opinion, since his internal cultivation is able to function, it means that the holy shadow of the holy ancestor does not have the supernatural power to destroy the world, and he even feels that this Projection itself is a breeze to deal with.

Thinking so in his heart, his face showed a struggling look, and finally his eyes flashed fiercely, and the purple light on his body once again surged to the sky, and his kneeling body stood up abruptly.When he stood up completely, there was a sneer on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "I thought it was the appearance of the emperor. It turned out that the emperor left this robe 10 years ago. An afterimage on the sky, do you really think that an afterimage can subdue this deity? The emperor? Today, this deity will have a contest with the emperor!" Seeing the phantom of the holy ancestor rushing over, the holy ancestor retreated quickly when he saw this body.Seeing this scene, the ghost emperor's confidence greatly increased. He felt that his decision just now was correct. In his opinion, if the real ancestor emperor was not dead, he would be in heaven.If it falls, there is no need to say more, but if it is in the heaven, the heaven has a rule that it is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the mortal world.

Thinking about it like this, his figure became a little faster, but at this moment the phantom of the ancestor emperor overlapped with Xian Yu's body and merged into Xian Yu's body.Xian Yu's body shook violently, and a rich golden light radiated from his body.It seems that there is no difference between him at this moment and Cai Cai just now, but anyone who is interested can see that there is an extra coercion on Xian Yu at this moment, and that coercion comes from the coercion projected by the ancestor emperor just now.Xianyu's eyes regained clarity after a short period of confusion, he looked coldly at the ghost emperor rushing towards his house, but stretched out his right palm.This palm is like a mortal stretching out at will, without even the slightest coercion on it, but the ghost emperor who charged forward stopped there.

"Ah!!" A scream came out, and it spread into the ears of the people below, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. They saw thick black air emanating from the ghost emperor's body, and his body gradually became transparent, as if It seemed to be dissipating, but the strange thing was that he didn't see any manifestation of mana around him. Even so, everyone knew that it was because of Xian Yu's or the emperor's palm.

"Ah!! Why?! Why is this so?! Didn't you say that you are just a projection of the ancestor emperor, and can only exert the third level of mana of the emperor emperor?! How do you look at it... ah!!" There were more emotions on his body during his speech Black air burst out, and the body became more and more transparent.

After hearing the words, Xianyu spoke calmly: "Stupid, even if the Emperor Shengzu can only exert [-]% of his mana, it is not like you, a ghost, can resist. Since you are stubborn, then I won't waste any more words, just die." "Although Xianyu's words were extremely calm, the meaning of killing Xiao in those words was shocking, and following his words, the ghost emperor's screams became more intense, and the black energy on his body radiated even more crazily.The eyes of some old monsters in the realm of cultivating immortals below are bright at this moment. Xian Yu seemed to be talking just now, but in fact he used a kind of desire. Following his words, heaven and earth will voluntarily lower inexplicable coercion to punish those who are hostile.However, this kind of desire only appeared in classics, and even high-level cultivators in the realm of cultivating immortals could not do it, but Xianyu has done it now.This scene shocked everyone's minds again, and they looked at Xianyu with more respect.

Xian Yu's family knows that the ability to cast this spell is entirely dependent on the power of the emperor.Only then did the Emperor Shengzu integrate with him and temporarily superimposed [-]% of the mana that he could exert on Xianyu's body.The holy ancestor has [-]% mana power, and each level is equivalent to two great realms in the mortal world of practice, which means that Xianyu is now the most cultivated person in the world, invincible.

At this moment, a figure in white clothes rushed from the ruins below. The woman's face was obscured by a layer of mist, and her face could not be seen clearly, even with the impact of divine thoughts.This woman has an excellent figure, with willow waist and hips, her skin is fat and her long hair falls to her waist like a waterfall.The woman stood in front of the Ghost Emperor, and said coldly: "If His Majesty the Emperor can let my brother go, the little girl is willing to apologise with death." No more black air, the originally illusory body gradually solidified again, but his complexion was already as pale as paper at the moment, and it didn't look like a human face at all at first glance.Xian Yu stared at the woman in white quietly, and sighed after a long time: "Yue'er, I never expected to see you again in such a situation." Xian Yu's words were full of helplessness at the moment, the woman in white on the opposite side After hearing Xian Yu's words, his body shook violently.

He was silent for a long time, and finally the mist on his face rolled and dissipated, revealing a beautiful face. This face was strange and familiar to Xianyu. This face had been in front of him for more than five hundred years. It is a woman whom he loves very much like a little sister.But now, this woman is standing on the opposite side, this woman is not someone else but Yeyue.The moment Yeyue's face appeared, several figures appeared beside Xianyu, and these figures gradually solidified, and they were Dongfang Qingwu and the three daughters of Demon Ji Xiefeng.

Dongfang Qingwu's complexion appeared on her face, and she stared at Yeyue for a long time.The woman on the opposite side used to be one of his best sisters, that woman was very docile and well-behaved, like the little girl next door, but now she can no longer feel that kind of pure aura in her body, what is left is only ruthless and sympathetic. cold.Dongfang Qingwu said softly: "Yue'er, my sister couldn't believe it at first, I didn't expect that you are really from the ghost mountain." Dongfang Qingwu looked at Yeyue, and Yeyue also looked at Dongfang Qingwu, her expression was cold, But there was a trace of attachment behind that coldness, and even she herself didn't realize the existence of this attachment.Scenes of the 500 years of acquaintance with Xianyu and others emerged in front of his eyes, causing his body to tremble slightly, but in the end the slight trembling was suppressed by him with ice cold.

He just listened to him: "Yeyue was originally a ghost girl from the Guishan lineage, and those 500 years were just staying by your side to find out."

Hearing this, Xianyu frowned even tighter. He took a deep look at Yeyue and sighed helplessly: "I originally thought that the true love in this world can resolve everything. I originally thought that you have followed me for 500 years. Even if she leaves, there should be a trace of kindness in her heart. Back then, I saw the clues in the ruined temple. How could a woman from an ordinary family be followed by so many practitioners? Even if she had a plan, Any one person can capture you, but there are countless people around you, a weak woman." Xianyu said that the helplessness in his eyes deepened, and he continued: "You must follow me, I will If there is no rejection, it will be 500 years in a flash. 500 years, how many vicissitudes of life, how many reincarnations of life and death, but why can't they influence you? Yue'er, is all my hard work really in vain? Is it true in your heart? Don’t you have the seeds of kindness? Yue’er? If that’s the case, then I’m really the number one stupid person in the world.” Every word and every word of Xianyu seems to be nailed into the night On the heart of the moon, 500 years have followed, how can there be no nostalgia in his heart, how can there be no reluctance?But, can Qi really be with Xianyu and others?really can?This question has troubled Yeyue for endless years, until now she is still confused and still doesn't know what to do.He had no intention at first, but seeing Xian Yu's somewhat helpless and forlorn face at this moment, his heart hurt a bit, as if an awl had been nailed into his heart.