"Roar!" Meng Qi, who was only violent and chaotic in his eyes, seemed to understand these two sentences. He was stunned at first, and then let out a shrill roar, shaking Jiuyou, who was slowly recovering, and his muscles were tangled, turning into arms, and about to rush into the sky and tear the envoy into pieces.

However, a beautiful and slender palm grabbed his arm. Gu Xiaosang was holy and empty, and said with some pity:

"Stay away the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. As long as you live, you will have a chance to turn the tables!"

Relying on instinct, Meng Qi stopped doing all kinds of actions.

The Oracle God's envoy looked at him coldly, suddenly looked back, looked at Changle, and said loudly:

"Gao Lan, hand over the Human Emperor Sword and abdicate yourself!"

In the palace, Gao Lan had already stood up, walking in the dragon and tiger steps, and was heroic. At this moment, when he heard the condescending order from the envoy, his face did not change.

When he knew that Wusheng's mother returned early and Emperor Qing was inconvenient to take action, he had already guessed that such a scene would appear. Regardless of whether Su Meng was awarded the title or not, the Buddhist Kingdom on Earth and the Luo Sect's Great Zhou would be a destined ending.

Looking at the bright moon with a perfect and glorious moon, looking at the willful envoy who was banned from Changle, the forbearance behind the Dharma, the coldness of contacts from multiple parties, the momentum of the kingly aura and a series of actions after seizing the opportunity, finally frozen in the scene where the previous generation of Xuannv suffered a backlash, was destroyed, and Yan Ran had no return. On the left is the memory of Yan Ran's body holding him in his arms, fighting with tears and blood, sweeping away Changle's memory in the heavy rain.

He suddenly sighed, and a smile appeared on his cold and indifferent face, so gentle and heroic:

"After all, I am still a willful hero in my heart!"

I knew that at this time it was time to choose to endure, choose to retreat, and choose to wait for another opportunity to come, but Gao Lan also knew that even if he handed over the Human Emperor Sword, Wusheng's mother might not let her go. She would have to cut the grass and get rid of the roots, but there would be more chance of life...

Then let's be willful again!

The lake of heart waved slightly, and suddenly he rose into the sky, and the mountains and rivers of the Great Zhou appeared behind him. The sun, moon and stars were lingering in countless golden lights, and every point seemed like a subject.

"Since you are brothers, let's share the hardships!" He swung his punch and roared, and the Human Emperor Sword on his body had disappeared at some point!

The earth shook, the territory shook, and all people bowed down, and the power of sentient beings turned into a torrent, gathering in the high body, vast and vast, almost turning into pure gold.

Don’t you need the power of incense?

Then you will be subject to the backlash of sentient beings!

Gao Lan Dai Tianxing Path, his body expanded, leading the torrent and rushing towards the bright moon in the sky.

His eyes gradually blurred, as if he had returned to his youth, with the greatest affection and nature, and his body and mind were relaxed, so he sweared:

"Wusheng Lao Mother, go eat *shit*!"

The bright moon seemed to grow bigger and the clear light filled the world. Gao Lan's figure gradually blurred, and the torrent of sentient beings behind him turned into a black fog of resentment, which was to be contaminated with the treasure light.

As the light grew, it shrank again, the black dots dissipated, Gaoling's breath was cut off, the Human Emperor's seal slowly fell down, and was caught by the Luo Sect God Envoy.

"You are still far behind the Emperor of the past..." Wusheng's mother's indifferent voice came out.

Zheng!

A light golden light flashed, and the Human Emperor Sword appeared in Jiuyou and inserted it in front of Meng Qi, and Gao Lan's last remarks came out:

"Third brother, please climb to the other side with my hope!"

With a bang, all the mountains and earth around Meng Qi exploded, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream. If Gu Xiaosang had not tried his best to pull him, he would have run out of Jiuyou.

The envoy of the Divine Divine looked at Shaolin Xuanbei. Thinking that it was related to Buddhism, he moved away again and looked at Xijian Pavilion.

Su Wuming suddenly opened his eyes and was about to draw his sword and suddenly his disciple's voice came from his ears:

"Master, let the disciples go out and don't involve the sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light that was extremely pure rose in the cave in the distance. Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have forgotten everything in the world, only me and only sword.

She actually entered the realm of legend and was about to realize a strange phenomenon.

At this time, she only had the oracle envoy, only the scene of the first meeting of Shaolin, and the scene of the mountain flowers blooming and death step by step.

I don’t regret the first encounter, nor the choice at that time, nor the situation I am in today.

The sword light suddenly surged, causing the senior legendary priest to be in a hurry. However, the bright moon and clear light fell, the white rainbow collapsed inch by inch, and the wind disappeared without a single wind. Jiang Zhiwei and Jian died together.

Meng Qi in Jiuyou suddenly stopped howling, and his knees became weak, as if he could no longer support himself, and he knelt on the ground.

The envoy of the Oracle God snorted coldly, and his eyes turned to the Ruan family of Langya again.

Ding ding dong dong, the sound of the piano was lingering, like love, and it was a thousand twists and turns. Ruan Yushu stroked his hands on the piano, his eyes were closed, and two crystal tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

Then, she destroyed her true spirit, and this piano and this sound suddenly became a masterpiece.

Meng Qi covered his head with his hands and leaned heavily on the surface of the ground. There was so quiet in the chaos and madness.

The Divine Envoy made a move and slapped the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain with one palm. Yesterday's Taoist holy land, the place where the world looked up, turned into a pile of ruins.

He was about to look for Meng Qi's disciples and the snarling dog. When he was big Qinggen, he saw a divine light rising from the Fusang ancient tree realm. The voice of the Qing Emperor was slightly tired:

"The cause and effect have been cleared, so let's stop when it's done."

The full moon light calmed for a moment and slowly disappeared into the sky. The envoy of the Divine Messenger quickly returned to his vacuum homeland.

"ah!"

Within the Nine Nethers, Meng Qi suddenly raised his head, making a heart-wrenching howling sound of hatred, and his face, which was bulging with blood vessels, was covered with mottled.

Gu Xiaosang listened quietly, waiting for his calm, then put away the Jue Knife and the Human Emperor Sword, led him step by step toward the depths of Jiuyou, and the gentle voice as soft as water became farther and farther:

"The Human Emperor Sword can be used to suppress flesh and blood and help you recover."

"When you achieve the other side, you will be able to turn the tables."

The two figures completely disappeared, leaving behind devastation and silence. The first level of Jiuyou could no longer return to its original state. In the real world, everything was different. Yuxu Palace and Yuanhuang Immortal Lord, when the world's human emperor's romantic life, the rain flew away.
Chapter completed!