Therefore, when Wu Nian said that Emperor Burial's destiny had been lost, Gui Wuya's eyes showed surprise.

"Is this true?"

"Of course, this is what I saw with my own eyes."

"If this is the case, there is still a possibility of a battle." Gui Wuya nodded slightly, thought for a while and then said: "But the Buried Emperor also has the support of the Four Saints of Tiangong, as well as Tianhe City, Liangyi City and Qixing City, and wants to deal with it.

I’m afraid they are still in difficulty.”

"Of course I know that."

Wu Nian smiled slightly: "So I'm waiting for the person who knows the last move of Taoist Brother Linghu."

"The last move?"

Gui Wuya looked confused, and was about to ask, when he saw Xuanyuan Potian suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, and shouted sharply at the same time:

"Who!"

This loud shout woke everyone up, and they all turned around and looked at the same location.

I saw subtle spatial fluctuations there, and a moment later, a figure tore through the void and walked out from the yellow sand in the sky.

Xuanyuan Potian narrowed his eyes slightly.

This "Holy Spirit Realm" is a small world that he opened with his own hands. Even a saint would find it difficult to enter. At least among the five people present, except for Li Yuxian, it would be difficult for anyone else to force their way in.

Even Li Yuxian couldn't be so calm.

"Who is it?"

Xuanyuan Potian released his spiritual consciousness and looked at it intently. He saw that the man had a strong figure, ape-like arms and a wasp waist, and his long hair was dancing in the wind, and he slowly walked out of the fog.

"Xiao Kunlun! You're not dead?" Xuanyuan Potian said in shock.

The person coming is none other than Xiao Kunlun, the lord of Kunwu City!

Seeing that it was him, everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he could crack Xuanyuan Potian's "Holy Spirit Realm". After all, he was one of the original three saints along with Linghu Bai and Xuanyuan Potian.

"Haha, fellow Taoists, how are you doing here?"

With a smile on his face and an indifferent expression, Xiao Kunlun took a step forward and traveled thousands of miles directly to the peak where the Six Saints were.

Xuanyuan Potian also came back to his senses at this time, glanced at Xiao Kunlun, nodded slightly and said: "It seems that this is Linghu Bai's masterpiece again?"

"That's right. Fighting in the past was fake, but hiding people's eyes and ears was real. If it hadn't been for Taoist Brother Linghu, I would have died in the hands of the Buried Emperor."

After Xuanyuan Potian heard this, he looked at him for a moment and said in deep thought: "I sensed a familiar aura on you, could it be."

"No need to guess, Qing Ming's heart also belongs to me." Xiao Kunlun said it directly.

"I see, that means there are three people who will inherit Taoist Brother Linghu's 'Qing Ming Xin': you, me and the Lord of Baiyu City?"

"Wrong, besides the three of us, there is one other person."

"There is a fourth person?" Xuanyuan Potian was slightly surprised and asked, "Who is it?"

Xiao Kunlun smiled slightly and did not answer.

He glanced at everyone and said loudly: "I am here today to tell everyone the last move of Taoist Brother Linghu, and at the same time, I will also bring help to everyone."

After saying that, his sleeves and robes flickered, and four rays of light fell to the ground, revealing four figures.
Chapter completed!