First Son-in-law

The battle is crazy.

A sacred place is in danger.

Many Qianyuan forces are waiting to watch the battle.

"The Nanhua Sect is so terrifying. It has been rising for decades and is comparable to a holy land."

"But a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and they also have imperial weapons."

"But I heard that Qin Li is still alive, the Holy Emperor of the Heavens."

There was a lot of discussion and the battle was fierce.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Bai Ruyun and Zhao Tianyu came out.

Their strength is slightly weaker, but they are also at the sixth level of Dharma.

With the help of Ku Rong's twin swords, he flew across the sky, leaving behind two green rainbows.

They don't fight either, they just spread the news and disturb the morale of the troops in Vientiane Holy Land.

"Those who surrender will be killed without mercy!"

"If you kill Nanhua monks, you will be rewarded generously!"

Elder Wanxiang roared angrily, intending to surround Zhao Tianyu and Bai Ruyun.

Most of them are Dharma ministers, but there are also many kings who are ancient monks with strong combat power and cannot be underestimated.

"Is this the mainstay of the Holy Land of Vientiane? It seems to be just ordinary." Mo Yao went out, wearing a black gauze skirt, like the goddess of the night, walking in the hinterland of the Holy Land of Vientiane without being discovered.

She survived three tribulations in a row and became the King of the Night. It was due to Grandma Ye's excellent teachings and the Demon Lord's full training. Her three-sand gourd was fused with void black gold to become a holy embryo.

"Xuanhei Gourd!"

Mo Yao sacrificed the big gourd.

Suddenly darkness filled the air, covering the sky.

Even if the King of Tribulation falls into it, he will still be at a loss.

"Great Darkness Technique!" Ye Phantom turned into a phoenix and flew through the air.

In this environment, she felt like a fish in water, and she cooperated with Mo Yao to harvest the Wanxiang elders and kill them silently.

besides.

All the elite disciples of Nanhua came out.

After decades of training, they can also go to the battlefield.

If you look closely, you will see that Ye Qingcang, Bei Mingyu, Bei Ming Xichen, and the other peak masters of the original Natural Dao Sect are all involved in the battle.

In this battle, Dao Sect's old friends naturally sent troops to help.

"Run away!"

"They are too strong!"

"Hurry and take refuge in the Treasure House of Vientiane."

Most of the Wanxiang disciples were like frightened birds.

Luo Baihua was also among them, and she didn't understand why the situation suddenly changed.

Obviously not long ago, they were still a prominent holy land, but now they are losing ground.

No matter what, you must go to the treasure house, which is the strongest fortress. It protects the treasures at ordinary times and protects the disciples at critical moments.

"This road is blocked!"

A little girl stopped in front.

She has nine tails, like a porcelain doll.

Shanshan looks cute, but she is actually a Dharma-like demon.

"Kill the monsters raised by Nanhua Sect!" Wanxiang disciples all showed their magical powers.

Xiao Bai was indifferent, but hundreds of jade mantises emerged from the furry fox tails, with sickles as sharp as lightning.

After decades of cultivation, the Dionysian Mantis King hybridized with various divine Gus and gave birth to many offspring. After layers of selective breeding, a cloud of killing insects was formed.

Ordinary kings will perish if they fall into it, and this group of Wanxiang disciples is even worse.

Fortunately, Xiaobai didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, he just blocked the treasure house of all things.

"horrible!"

Luo Baihua was so frightened that her face turned pale.

He hurriedly ran away, avoiding Xiaobai, and fled thousands of miles away.

Seeing this, Holy Lord Wanxiang was heartbroken: "Why doesn't the ancestor help in the battle?"

boom! ! !

There was a horrific explosion in the distance.

The Holy Power and Diwei intertwined, creating a wave of destruction.

That is the decisive battle, related to the fate of everything.

"Wanxiang Tianlun, surrender! It is impossible for you to win."

Jianxiong was born out of nowhere. He was now a first-level saint. He had a great opportunity in the great world of sword cultivators and received the inheritance of the Sword Emperor. He was fierce and mighty.

"How can a group of juniors insult everything!" The Vientiane Heavenly Wheel crazily devoured all kinds of spiritual veins, poured out the imperial power, and turned into light wheels, cutting the heaven and earth, tearing apart the universe, and shattering the small world.

"This is your retribution." The Demon Lord held a Holy Demon Black Blade, and relied on the "Wanjie Divine Art" to calculate the restraint power. Therefore, at the second level of the Holy King, he can achieve extraordinary results.

"Two saints cannot destroy everything."

The Vientiane Heavenly Wheel is becoming more and more fierce, and is about to revive the Holy King's fighting power and kill the Demon Lord.

"No, they are three saints!" The Master floated out. His "One Dream Escape from the World" was so weird that he unknowingly walked around behind the heavenly wheel, waved the measuring ruler, and struck with a bang.

clang!

A golden cry.

Like ten thousand bronze bells ringing in unison.

The Vientiane Heavenly Wheel was hit and hindered.

The sword hero and the demon king took advantage of the opportunity and powerfully suppressed the imperial weapon.

"Seeking death!" The Vientiane Heavenly Wheel was extremely angry, burning himself.

If you really want to fight hard, the imperial weapon will be used regardless of the cost. It is impossible to stop it with just a few saints, unless the saint king takes action.

"not good!"

Everyone was shocked.

The power of the Vientiane Heavenly Wheel is ten times higher.

The Master, the Demon Lord, and the Sword Hero hurriedly retreated.

"There is no need to face the enemy head-on. As long as the spiritual veins are exhausted, the imperial weapon will be useless."

The All-Seeing Heavenly Wheel is like the blazing sun, with boundless brilliance: "Before I exhaust my spiritual veins, I am enough to slaughter the Nanhua Sect."

call out!

Flywheel chopped off.

Across thousands of miles of time and space.

I want to break the bronze island.

"What!" Xia Yufei was horrified.

She was in command of the overall situation and was unexpectedly attacked.

With such a blow, the saint will fall, let alone the Dharma.

crucial moment.

clang!

A door fell.

Blue sapphire, radiant fairy light.

Like a shield, protecting the island.

Even if the Vientiane Heavenly Wheel tries its best, it cannot open the tidal gate.

"Is it okay!"

Qin Li floated over.

Xia Yufei turned around, extremely pleasantly surprised.

The tears couldn't be suppressed, they rushed out and dripped down the clothes.

"Why are you crying! Aren't I back?" Qin Li hugged his wife.

"Mother, and I, are back too!" Xiaolong greeted, while Die Yuyi beside him looked around curiously.

Suddenly.

The morale of Nanhua was high.

"It's really my husband!"

"Resurrection again, incredible!"

"Great, the Holy Land of All Things will be destroyed today."

Many of the forces watching the battle, especially the Qianyuan Saint, shrank in fear.

"Qin Li is the Taoist from the other side, the Holy Emperor of the Heavens. Not only did he not die, he also defeated the Dao of Heaven."

"This guy is too scary. The Vientiane Holy Land is finished. I just ask him not to cause trouble to us. Hurry up and prepare a big gift and send it to Nanhua Mountain."

The Vientiane Heavenly Wheel has gone crazy: "So the rumors are true. You are really not dead, but I will not give in. After all, you are only a fourth-level saint. I still have a chance, and I can still make a comeback."

He exploded with the fighting power of the Holy King, distorting time and space.

Qin Li smiled and said:

"What a powerful force."

"It seems that the merit system has collapsed."

Originally, the Qianyuan Continent did not allow saints to fight.

But as the continents merged, the compatibility of merits and virtues failed, causing the system to collapse.

"But Xiri is still there!"

boom!

In the sky.

A sun sets.

The sun is falling, merit is suppressed.

It turns into a big hand seal, with infinite power.

Clamping down on the heavenly wheel of all things, suppressing the emperor's power, there is no room for resistance.

Qin Liyun said calmly: "You lose, surrender without killing!"

The Vientiane Heavenly Wheel was furious and struggled wildly, but to no avail. Looking at the great rivers and mountains, the countless trembling Wanxiang disciples could not help but ask:

"Why are you targeting the Wanxiang Holy Land? Is it just because when the Holy Emperor was young, a few Wanxiang disciples made you unhappy? Even if we infringe on the Natural Dao Sect, they have already broken with Nanhua!"

this problem.

He wondered for a long time.

In fact, the major forces don’t understand either.

Qin Li stood in the sky and told the story:

"My hometown is a fairyland, the medicine garden of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"You may have heard the legend that in the fairyland, there is a continuous supply of immortality substances and endless longevity."

"Let me tell you, this is all true! But suddenly one day, an accident occurred. Wan Guiyi, the elder of the Vientiane Holy Land, came and slaughtered most of the monks in the Immortal Kingdom just to refine the substance of immortality."

Holy Master Wanxiang's face turned pale: "You are Qin Li from the Sifang Domain. It turns out that this is not a duplicate name, and you are not dead."

"It turns out that the seeds of the destruction of the Vientiane Holy Land have been planted long ago, and now they are bearing fruit, hahaha..."

He smiled bleakly and helplessly.

Qin Li asked again:

"Surrender, or die."

"We surrender, just asking for mercy from the Holy Emperor."

The Vientiane Heavenly Wheel was bitter, and finally stopped resisting and chose to surrender.

So far.

The Holy Land of Vientiane perished.

This feud has lasted for many years.

A complete end, a happy ending.

Qin Li looked at the terrified Wanxiang disciples and remembered that helpless night.

During the Wan Gui Yi massacre, the monks from the Immortal Kingdom were also like this!

Nowadays, time has changed and hunters and prey have switched. This is the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unfavorable.

"The undead souls of the fairyland, you can finally rest in peace!"