At the same time, the seventh level of the ancient Ming Pagoda.

After Yi Qianmo completely refined the star bones, he turned to another place. There were seven emperors outside watching. As long as they were not enemies from the tenth heaven, these people would never hurt his sister at all!

On another part of the seventh floor, the sealer was an old man. After so long, the old man still maintained his appearance at that moment.

But his vitality weakened a little. Even under the powerful seal of the ancient tower of the Ming Dynasty, time can still cause some traces to him.

"Gudonggudong..."

Yi Qianmo raised his hand, and a blood-colored heart appeared in his hand. It was the blood phoenix heart, which he also refined from Xuanyuan.

He did not untie Lao Zhou's seal, and held the heart of the blood phoenix and carved the array pattern on the big hole in Lao Zhou's chest.

As the formation pattern was completed, Yi Qianmo took out another grass pill refined in the tenth level and sent it into Lao Zhou's mouth.

After doing all this, Yi Qianmo immediately stuffed his heart into Lao Zhou's chest and used his powerful spiritual sense to suture the heart and Lao Zhou's bloodline.

If it were before, Yi Qianmo would definitely not have done this, but with his current spiritual sense, he could almost perfectly stitch the heart in front of him with Lao Zhou's bloodline.

After a while, the heart and blood were completely sutured, and Yi Qianmo raised his hand to untie Lao Zhou's seal.

“Buzz buzz…”

As soon as Lao Zhou's seal was untied, his body twitched violently, and the bloody phoenix heart in his chest was immediately injected into his whole body.

As soon as he woke up, he didn't know what was going on, so he felt his chest blocked. He collapsed on the ground in pain. Fortunately, Yi Qianmo made all preparations. The grass in his mouth quickly dissolved and entered his body, which relieved some of the pain.

"Why...what's going on...my heart...no...this is not my heart!"

With the help of Yi Qianmo, Lao Zhou sat cross-legged, but his expression was still distorted.

"This is the heart of the blood phoenix. I used the heart of the blood phoenix to replace the heart that you destroyed. Although the will in the heart of the blood phoenix has been completely refined by me, but... the blood in your body is in conflict with the blood phoenix heart after all!"

Yi Qianmo said, "You must immediately refine the heart of the blood phoenix and turn it into your own use. Never let the power of the blood phoenix replace your original bloodline!"

With the powerful blood phoenix heart, even if there is no will, this power is difficult to control. Once Lao Zhou cannot refine the blood phoenix heart, the power of the blood phoenix heart will dominate.

Then the bloodlines in his body would be transformed into phoenix blood, which seemed to be a very cost-effective thing, but at that time, Lao Zhou would lose himself and completely get involved.

Old Zhou was stunned for a moment. Although he had just woken up, his memory was still there before Yi Qianmo sealed him and said he would definitely save him.

But he was not stupid either. When he heard the heart of the blood phoenix, he understood, looked at Yi Qianmo's eyes a little wet, and said, "It's really worth accepting you as a disciple!"

"What are you talking about? Refine your words quickly. I will say thankful words when you come back to life!"

Yi Qianmo said solemnly.

He couldn't help with this process. Lao Zhou had to refine it himself, and he could only protect Lao Zhou from the side.

"Don't worry, I can't die in your teacher!"

Lao Zhou put away his pain and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After all, he was promoted to the Immortal Emperor's qualifications, so Lao Zhou quickly found a way to fight against the Blood Phoenix Heart and refine it.

As his face gradually calmed down, Yi Qianmo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, his spiritual sense swept away, and when he saw the situation outside, his face suddenly changed: "Hmm? This old guy is still alive? Teacher, you first refine the heart of the blood phoenix, I'll go out! Old man, dare to bully my sister, see if I don't beat you up!"

A moment ago!

Tang Qianlan in the Pavilion Master Teng saw the scene of Li Haoyang in the mirror disappearing, and immediately changed his face and knew that something was wrong!

Her divine thought swept across the battlefield at the first time, and she saw that the people brought out by Li Haoyang were split and surrounded by the opponent in an area two hundred miles away.

The situation at this moment is in danger. Xie Wu was behind him and was always able to respond at any time, but he was blocked by his opponent on the periphery.

"You are guarding the Tengwang Pavilion and fighting to the end. I will go and rescue them!"

Tang Qianlan said.

Although Bai Fengxian and others didn't know what was going on, the mirror image suddenly disappeared. In addition to the words of the Pavilion Master, they immediately realized that the situation was not good.

"People, please think twice!"

Bai Fengxian said, "This is obviously a fairyland. If you go out, you will definitely be bitten by the other party!"

"If you don't go... Li Haoyang is dead!"

Tang Qianlan said coldly, "As a member of Tengwang Pavilion, I must never refuse to save you. I didn't have it before, and I will never have it now, and I will never have it in the future!"

The leaders were silent. The rules of Tengwang Pavilion were different from those of other forces in the fairyland. Even in the war that determines their destiny, they would never stand by death!

Even if they die in battle, the body must be brought back. Because of this, not many monks who joined the Tengwang Pavilion surrendered even if they were surrounded.

"Please don't want to fight anyway!" Bai Fengxian said.

"Please don't be in love with the battle!"

This is the only immortal emperor in Tengwang Pavilion and the real soul of Tengwang Pavilion today. If Tang Qianlan dies in battle, it will be a big blow to the entire Tengwang Pavilion.

"If you can't win, run away. I still have this ability."

Tang Qianlan smiled and stepped away from Tengwang Pavilion.

In an instant, she arrived at the battlefield. At this moment, the monks led by Li Haoyang were fighting with monks from the seven major forces in the air.

The number of opponents is several times more than theirs!

The sword light flashed in Tang Qianlan's hand, and the huge imperial power radiated by. The monks in the air felt the imperial power and their faces changed drastically, but they seemed to have been prepared and did not give Tang Qianlan any chance to take action. As soon as they felt the imperial power, they fled to the distance.

Li Haoyang suffered a heavy injury on his body, and the blood had stopped. When he saw Tang Qianlan coming, his face looked a little ugly and shouted loudly: "Let's go, Master, go quickly... This is... This is a trap!!!"

Tang Qianlan was stunned for a moment and said, "You go first, I will come to the palace and immediately put it back into the formation to recover from the wounds, and I will return to my later!"

"No...No Xuanyuan, the opponent is not..."

Li Haoyang was trembling all over, "The opponent is..."

He could never forget that the crushing force appeared, and when they advanced for two hundred miles, they were completely suppressed by the force and could not move.

He had felt Xuanyuan's aura, and this was definitely not the power that Xuanyuan should have.

"It's too late!"

At this moment, a voice appeared, and immediately followed the void in front of him, and was suddenly shrouded in the air.

"field!"

Tang Qianlan's face changed, and she felt something was wrong, and she said, "Stop pretending to be a god, get out of here!"

The moment this field appeared, Tang Qianlan knew that she could not escape. She also had fields, but her field was not so heavy and deep.

A black-robed monk walked slowly over, behind him were seven leaders, all of whom were half-step immortal emperors with nine thousand nine hundred and nine hundred and half-step.

Every time he took a step, Tang Qianlan felt a little stressed. When he reached his hundred feet and stopped, Tang Qianlan's face looked a little ugly: "You are not Xuanyuan, you are...Who are you!!!"

"Of course I'm not Xuanyuan, the slave Xuanyuan is dead."

The monk in black robe slowly took off the mask on his face and took off the black robe. This was a middle-aged man who looked at the fairy-like spirit.

When he saw this face, Tang Qianlan's face changed drastically: "Wuji! You are...Wuji Emperor!!!"

"The Emperor Wuji!!!"
Chapter completed!