Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 4293: Return, blood inflammation world

Endless void.

Blood inflammation within the world.

Above the towering and majestic Realm Lord's Mansion.

Xiao Yi quietly lay on his back on the top of the brilliant Realm Lord's mansion, looking up at the sky.

Rest your hands with your head.

The green-red roof tiles around, a little cold.

But in the hot world of the blood inflammation world, this is obviously more comfortable.

Xiao Yi looked a little comfortable.

Being a realm master, standing on the top of this realm master mansion, overlooking the earth, looking up to the sky, may already be the greatest desire of countless creatures in this world, and also the greatest pursuit of their life.

However, Xiao Yi now seems to be a little careless.

In his eyes, there is indifference, just like this world.

Several days have passed since the expulsion of the Yanlong League.

However, after killing Lin Yao who was the tenth in the void on that normal star, he and the one-eyed group returned to the blood inflammation realm.

The sky and the earth are big... I'm afraid, now the Blood Flame Realm is their place of accommodation.

Xiao Yi looked at the sky quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps, after that day, he is indeed tired and needs rest.

But now that a few days have passed, it is enough.

At least it seemed to him enough.

suddenly.

On the top of the Realm Lord's Mansion, a single-eyed bald figure came.

Stepping on the green-red tile under his feet, he made a little crisp sound.

Xiao Yi remained unheard of.

Until the one-eyed bald head walked to his side, he slowly sat down and called out ‘sir’.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi replied, his eyes remained unchanged, and he did not look at the one-eyed bald head, but still looked at the empty sky.

The one-eyed bald head whispered, "My lord, Li Shi and the others have already subdued the world lord mansion here."

"Yeah." Xiao Yi still only replied indifferently.

These are things that were expected.

Back then, they already controlled the blood inflammation world.

Only in the past two or three years, the forces in the blood flame world have become the master of the world again in the competition.

However, without the treasure of heaven and earth in hand, this world master is also a misnomer.

Now when he returned, he didn't even have to take action by Xiao Yi, and his followers, who were all top emperors, could re-conquer the Realm Lord's Mansion.

Looking at Xiao Yi with one-eyed bald head, he hesitated for a while, and finally said, "My lord, are you still thinking about the Yanlong League?"

Xiao Yi shrugged slightly and said lightly, "A little bit."

The one-eyed bald head asked in confusion, "My lord, do you hate those big leaders?"

One-eyed bald head, perhaps to comfort Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi smiled indifferently when he heard the words, "Hate? It shouldn't be considered too much."

"In fact, when I first joined the Yanlong League, I already guessed that there will be this day."

"Everywhere is the enemy."

"It's just that the reason why I joined the Yanlong League was not this, I just wanted to meet that guy."

The one-eyed bald head was puzzled, "That guy?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yi said lightly, "As for those big leaders..."

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.

"Perhaps, the entire Yanlong League, including these big leaders and eight sects, actually inherited that person's will from beginning to end."

"They don't care at all for the so-called suffocation."

"All they care about is the safety of the Yanlong Region itself."

"Therefore, even if Beiyin's Wuwei disturbs the Central Region, and even confuses the souls, there will be endless disasters, and they have never been wrong in their eyes."

"Yanlong Continent, itself is fine, and Beiyin Wuwei is dead, that's my fault."

"Bei Yin Wuwei is dead, and the Ancient Realm Sect and the Eight Sect Martial Artists who are on his side are all dead. That is also my fault."

"Haha." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.

"The Yanlong Continent is fine. Their ancestors died, a lot of offspring died, and the only son of the only benefactor died."

"It was me naturally that was wrong."

The one-eyed bald head became more and more puzzled, "Who?"

The one-eyed bald head shook his head, not thinking about this, and just asked, "So adults think they are not wrong, do they?"

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, "Yes."

"In this matter, there is no right or wrong, only whether it is opposite."

One-eyed bald head was startled.

These days, things in the Tianlong Fortress that day had also spread.

Some things, some words, he didn't understand.

Now, I understand.

It's no wonder that his adult would ask that sentence coldly that day, "Who is on Lin Yin's side, and who is on the side of Beiyin Wuwei".

There is no right or wrong, only two words of position?

One-eyed bald head looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously, "My lord, since you don't hate them."

"Then you are now..."

"Is it sad? Or not? Or is it uncomfortable?"

Xiao Yi shook his head slightly and said indifferently, "Neither."

"It's just mixed feelings."

"I just think that Yanlong League is not the same thing as I expected."

"They talked about not regretting this life, talking about carrying heavy responsibilities on their shoulders, talking about the significance of the so-called Yanlong League."

"But once the matter involves one's own family, sect, and the matter itself, it changes its appearance and puts the so-called belief behind with a superior posture."

"Oh, once it involves yourself, everything changes."

"Of course." Xiao Yi's indifference turned into a sneer, "I still said that, I don't think they did something wrong."

"Because if I change, I'm afraid I will do the same."

"Humanity, so!"

"But, I remembered the past again." Xiao Yi's sneer turned into seriousness.

"You should have heard that people from the Yanlong League call me the Lord of the Eight Palaces."

The one-eyed bald head nodded subconsciously.

Xiao Yi slowly said, "Before entering the Eight Halls, the warriors of the Eight Halls must first throw away their own family and behind."

"The moment they become an Eight Temple Warrior, they know what they are carrying on their shoulders."

"They can leave their homes, they can never see their relatives again in this life, and they never dare to relax and stay at the forefront of the crisis."

"They are elites, but their lifespan is not as long as the powerful monarchs here in the world."

"But they still have no complaints."

"Because they have beliefs, they belong to the belief of Eight Temples."

"Eight Halls, the last line of defense and the last trace of dignity that have guarded the human beings in the Central Territory; so perhaps because of this, they will be more aware of the importance of this belief."

"So I admire our Eight Halls from the beginning to the end, and I also respect the Eight Halls from beginning to end."

"That's why the Eight Palaces was my belief too long ago."

"I am also willing to be the master of these eight halls."

Xiao Yi, while talking, already slowly sat up.

"In terms of faith, the only ones I have seen and approved are Eight Temples."

"As for the so-called belief of the Yanlong League? Huh..."

"No shit!"

Xiao Yi already stood up.

Aside, the one-eyed bald head was dazed.

When he came, he wanted to persuade and comfort him.

But unexpectedly, he heard a bunch of words that he heard in the mist, and they seemed to be Xiao Yi talking to himself.

But... it doesn't matter, the one-eyed bald head is too lazy to think.