From Princess of the Cold Palace to Empress of Heaven

The death of the disciples of the holy land family was not a bad thing for the casual cultivators, on the contrary, it made them even more excited. Regardless of life and death, they frantically killed the disciples of the holy land noble family, as if they wanted to kill all the casual cultivators.

Although the disciples of the Holy Land family tried their best to resist, but the disparity in numbers was too great, and soon, almost all of them died.

Right now, the only remaining disciples of the Holy Land family gathered together, surrounded by a large number of loose cultivators, three layers in the inner layer and three layers in the outer layer, and they were already unable to fly.

"Damn it! Do you know what you are doing? Dare to massacre people from our Holy Land family?"

A disciple of a Holy Land family shouted, with a hint of tremor in his voice.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

"Kill all the beasts of these bastards from the holy land family!"

"I wanted to kill them a long time ago!"

The casual cultivators roared wildly, their eyes were scarlet, and their murderous aura was overwhelming.

The disciples of these holy land families are really too domineering. They bully others and do all kinds of evil. They have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

If it wasn't for the great difference in strength, Sanxiu probably couldn't bear the aggrieved and angry in his heart long ago, and rushed to fight with them first.

But now there is such an opportunity in front of them, how can casual cultivators give up.

"Kill us, the saints of my Holy Land of Absolute Beginning will surely let you all be smashed to pieces, body and spirit destroyed!"

The disciple of the Holy Land family snorted coldly.

Hearing the saint from the Holy Land family, many casual cultivators felt fear in their hearts, but they quickly calmed down again.

"Brothers, since we have already started, we must kill them all! At worst, we will die!"

"I've done enough things in my life, so death is nothing!"

"Even if you die, you will be buried with me!"

A casual cultivator held up the bloody knife in his hand and shouted loudly to boost morale.

"kill!!"

As soon as these words fell, a thousand layers of waves were immediately stirred up.

The faces of the disciples of the Holy Land Family changed.

Sanxiu is not afraid of death, how can he be afraid of death?

But they are all the core children of the generation of the Holy Land family, how could they die so easily in the hands of these mud legs?

At this time, Qi Mingdao took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Everyone, I have a magic weapon for communicating messages, which can overcome the blockade of the sky survey mirror and contact the teachers outside, but it requires a small contribution from a fellow Taoist." cost."

"Senior Brother Qi, don't be a fool. At this moment, everyone's lives are almost lost. Let alone a small price, no matter how big the price is, you have to pay it!"

Wang Yan said anxiously.

"Senior Brother Qi has what he needs, and my sword tomb can't handle it!"

"The same goes for my Holy Land of Absolute Beginning!"

"My Murong family is the same!"

"I..."

Qi Mingdao glanced at everyone, and slowly said: "This magic weapon was won by my master from the hands of evil spirits. It has mysterious and unpredictable power, which is enough to shuttle between the big worlds, but with my strength, it can only It can drive it back to the Ziwei Holy Land, and send back the news that we are trapped to Master."

"If you want to drive this magic weapon, you need a fellow Taoist to pay...the price of your life!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

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This price is too heavy.

Who is willing to lay down his own life?

"This..."

Everyone is embarrassed.

Qi Mingdao sighed softly, and said with complicated eyes: "Evil magic treasures are inherently evil, and the conditions for driving them are also abhorrent, but this may be our only chance to survive. I won't say much about hypocrisy. Friends are willing to dedicate themselves, I will take care of your relatives personally."

Qi Mingdao pointed to the sky, and said solemnly:

"I, Qi Mingdao, hereby make an oath to the heavenly way. If I succeed in cultivation in the future, even if I go deep into the nether world, I will find the seal of the primordial spirit and help him live a second life!"

This statement came out.

Everyone couldn't help but look solemn.

The oath of heaven is very important. If the promise is not fulfilled, the weak-minded will become demons, and the road to practice will be difficult.

"Brother...I am willing!"

Accompanied by the voice, Wang Yan walked out trembling, his face was a little pale, and fear was written all over his face.

The eyes of the rest of the people were also complicated, but no one stopped them, they just nodded silently.

They also hope to escape from this place in this way.

As for sacrificing one person in exchange for everyone's survival...

Under such circumstances, no one can do selfless dedication.

It is undoubtedly the biggest surprise for them that Wang Yan can stand up.

"Junior Brother Wang..."

Qi Mingdao's eyes were complicated. He never expected that Wang Yan, who is usually timid and fearful, would actually stand up.

"Junior Brother Wang, have you really thought it through?"

"Brother, don't say anything, block my life, I just ask Brother Qi to take good care of my sister after I leave, and give her a bright future!"

Wang Yan raised his head and looked at Qi Mingdao with firm eyes.

"it is good!"

Qi Mingdao responded immediately, and immediately took out a fist-sized diamond-shaped shuttle from his sleeve.

"Everyone spread out!"

The voice fell.

Many disciples of the Holy Land family spread out like a tide, leaving a large open space.

Wang Yan stood there, alone.

Qi Mingdao sighed softly, and then threw the box in his hand to the sky.

Swish!

The shuttle instantly became the size of Zhang Xu, and a complex and mysterious rune pattern appeared on the surface, and then the light burst into a scarlet blood-colored light curtain, covering Wang Yan's whole body.

next moment.

"what--!"

A shrill scream came out, and the blood-colored light ball rose from the ground, and instantly broke through the sky towards the high and distant sky.

The speed was so fast that it almost exceeded the soul perception of everyone present.

Everyone looked at where Wang Yan was standing, but there was not even a drop of blood left.

All that was left was the smell of blood that lingered in the air.

In the silence, Qi Mingdao said:

"The Blood God Shuttle is extremely fast, within a few breaths, Master should be able to receive my request for help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Mingdao suddenly felt his body tremble, as if something was losing contact with him.

But soon, he recovered and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the blood god shuttle has successfully escaped from the blockade of the survey mirror.

Qi Mingdao turned his gaze to the sky.

The casual cultivators were still bombarding the formation, and ripples echoed in the void, causing the entire formation to sway, as if it would collapse in the next second.

"Fellow daoists, hold on a little longer, the saint of Ziwei Holy Land will arrive in a moment!"

Qi Mingdao cheered up and threw a lot of spirit stones into the formation's eyes.

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238. The saint arrives! [Please subscribe! 】

Ziwei Holy Land, somewhere in a cave.

An old man with white beard and hair and a fairy-like face, sitting cross-legged on the futon, with his eyes closed, seems to be concentrating on meditation.

Swish!

Suddenly, a cloud of blood seemed to appear out of nowhere, and landed in front of him.

"Huh? Blood God Shuttle?"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab the Blood God Shuttle and inspected it carefully, then frowned, "This is..."

"Master, disciples and others..."

A familiar voice came from it.

Hearing these words, the old man stood up abruptly.

"Holy Court! How dare they?!"

The old man was puzzled, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "No, this matter is not trivial, I must discuss it with the Holy Master..."

"But Ming Dao and the others are in danger. If we can't make a quick decision, I'm afraid the young children of our generation of saints will be lost!"

"How to do how to do..."

In an instant.

The old man made a decision, his eyes were firm, and then his figure disappeared into the void.

...

In the trial grounds.

The casual cultivators continued to bombard the formation.

Seeing that the formation film is getting weaker and weaker, the casual cultivators are all happy.

"Brothers, work harder, they can't hold it anymore!"

"Hahaha! Kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing resounded through the sky.

All the people present were excited.

"It's broken! The formation is about to be broken!"

"Senior brother Qi, why hasn't your master come yet?"

"almost..."

Qi Mingdao clenched his palms tightly, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

In fact, he was not sure whether Master would take the risk of angering the Holy Court to save him, but if he wanted to survive, he could only gamble on this possibility.

"broken!"

"Brothers rush in!"

Amidst the excited roars of the scattered cultivators, another strong ripple exploded.

The formation membrane was completely shattered, and bright rays of light rose into the sky.

"It's over!"

"We are dead!"