Xuanhuan: Dare to come to revoke my marriage, and still want to leave completely?

The Emperor Dao was extremely speechless, and at the same time, the other disciples received the transmission.

……..

Western regions.

In the Forbidden Land.

A middle-aged man dressed in black and holding a black gun slowly walked out.

As the middle-aged man stepped out of the forbidden land, the heavenly qi struck, and the qi of Shuluo rose and fell…..

Around the Forbidden Land, there are a large number of cultivators watching.

Because in these few days, it is said that the Holy Lord of Shula was killed by one man with a gun and went through the forbidden land of death.

The terror of the battle is constantly coming from the forbidden place.

Therefore, many Western Regions cultivators heard the news and wanted to see the style of the legendary Shuluo Holy Lord.

“He is…. That Shura Divine Lord is so terrible and angry….”

“Just by standing there, I can feel the Shura Qi coming from the sky…”

“According to legend, the cultivation path mastered by the Holy Lord of Shuluo has reached the highest level… No, it is true…”

“…………..”

It was no one else who was made the Holy Lord of Shura by everyone, but Su Han’s six disciples.

The ancient night two thousand years later.

In the past two thousand years, except for Su Han’s other five disciples, all of them have a force and become the Holy Lord of ten thousand people under one person.

There was only one person in the ancient night.

For two thousand years, he has always been a celibate.

And his title of “Shuluo Holy Lord” was also killed by him alone.

Gu Ye walked out of the Forbidden Land and clenched the black gun in his grip.

Looking up, looking at the sky, the dark pupils beat with black light….

Master is dead

Now, Taiyi Holy Land wanted to behead Master Zun’s father.

As a disciple of Master, no matter how much he pays, he must save Master’s father.

Because…. That was Master’s only relative!

………

Suddenly, the ancient night disappeared in place.

At the same time, the rest of the people received a message from the eldest brother Emperor Daoji.

Without the slightest hesitation, he hurriedly rushed to the Three Emperors Palace of the Middle Imperial Capital.

…….

It’s night.

The Three Emperors Hall, hidden in the floating mountains.

Golden temples are built one after another in the middle of floating immortal mountains.

From a distance, it looks like the kingdom of God, and people can’t help but worship.

Deep in the Three Emperors Hall, in a glazed golden hall

Six people gathered and sat down.

The whole atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Ling Long still took the lead in breaking the silence.

“According to the intelligence, Ming, Taiyi will behead the father of the division and will be the head of Uncle Su’s father. Doors”

“We have to get everything in place tonight.

“Well, I have to go forward too.” Xiao Ran furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice.

Immediately, Wu Yue said, “My side, the time is ready.” ”

“Me too, our elven clan has gained the right to dominate the 100,000 mountains five years ago.”

“Even if the situation has not been completely stabilized, but… It didn’t make much of a difference.”

Hibiscus gently opened her lips, word by word.

The ancient night was still very calm, and he said in a deep voice, “Always ready.”

Huang Daoji said to the crowd, “According to your original plan, it will be two hundred years later.”

“But now, Master’s father has been captured”

“Tomorrow we will be beheaded, and our plan must be advanced.”

“Two hundred years in advance, although there will be some shadows, but the problem is not big”

“None of the six of us have yet to come into contact with the Immortals, and even in two hundred years, we won’t be able to touch them.”

Huang Dao sighed heavily.

More than a thousand years ago, he had already reached the Perfection Immortal King.

However, since then, it has encountered a bottleneck without a breakthrough.

No matter how he cultivated, he just couldn’t touch that barrier.

If the Master were alive… Will definitely mention the point…

After two thousand years, Huang Daoji’s sense of the Master had become very subtle.

The rebellion that once had a single mind that only wanted to harm Master Zun had also been smoothed out.

“Uncle Su is the only relative of Master Zun.”

“We must save”

“So… It’s not appropriate, let’s all prepare it.”

“Tomorrow at noon, the plan will be in full swing, save Uncle Su, and point the sword to the Daoyuan!”

The Emperor’s Word Falls.

Six people got up instantly.

“Yes!”

This night, the undercurrent swelled….. The situation on the mainland will be changed drastically after this night.

…………..

Following.

The sun rises in the east, and the purple gas comes in the east.

Shimmering light appeared in the sky, falling sporadically on the Taiyi Holy Land.

Taiyi Holy Land, a sacred and peaceful.

In front of the mountain gate.

The elders and disciples of the Taiyi Holy Land waited in strict formation, waiting….

In front of the huge stone mountain gate, there is a high platform

On the high platform, a man with white hair bowed and knelt on the ground.

The white-haired old man, dressed in a gray prison uniform, his hands bound by gold chains, covered with all kinds of terrible scars…

Behind the white-haired old man, there stood two large sword hands, cultivating to reach the Eight Realms Immortal King.

The prisoner under the cloak who emits like a beggar is Su Yuanlong.

He lowered his head, his eyes hollow, and he lost any expression on his face.

At this moment, he has completely lost the meaning of living…

The funny thing is that he even has the right to blow himself up..

It was only two hours before noon.

Around the mountain gate of the Taiyi Holy Land, seventy percent of the monks from the mountains and continents came.

And on a small hill in the distance, stood a crowd of people.

They were the elder disciples of the Nine Abyss Holy Land of the Eastern Wilderness, and their Eastern Wild Monks were like street rats, not appearing in the sight of other monks…

Can only be far away… Look at their old last journey.

Several elderly (Li Zhao) elders looked at the old man on the high platform, the old man with the cloak and the old dragon bell like a beggar, and for a while the old tears flowed…

Is this really their old Lord?

Is this really the old saint Lord who glowed red two thousand years ago?

Old Lord he… What exactly have you been through in the past two years….

If the Lord were still alive, see the old Lord like this: May be angry and mournful…

Time passes by minute by minute…

The monks at the gate of the Taiyi Holy Land Mountain are getting more and more…

They all want to see what the father of the legendary demon is”.. Good location and nice staff”

It’s all about jokes. Disaster.

Except for Su Han’s six disciples, no one would rescue this…

Not even one who said a word of pity for Su Yuanlong…

Yes, they just want to see, coldly see the father of the demon king beheaded… _

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