"Is Youchaosheng his name?"

Su Yun was not sure whether Youchaosheng was the name of the three-pupil Taoist god. After all, the two of them used different languages, Youchaosheng was a transliterated name.

Su Yun reported his name, and expected that the other party would also report his name when they parted.

Su Yun stopped and did not continue to pursue. There were too many mortals from the Sixth Immortal Realm to the Seventh Immortal Realm. He was close to the end of the oil and the lamp was dry. If he did not heal his wounds, he was afraid that his cultivation would be damaged, and he might even leave a dark disease.

He stopped to rest, found a battlement to sit down with difficulty, hissing and pumping the air conditioner in pain.

Su Yun barely activates the technique and refines a little fairy energy. The innate Purple Mansion Sutra is circulated and turns the fairy energy into the innate qi. With the strands of innate qi, the Taoist wound on his body can be suppressed.

He moved his butt so that the blood on his back would not stick to the wall behind him. If the blood in the wound coagulates, it would hurt to tear it off the wall.

His predecessor was people who migrated from the Sixth Immortal Realm. People kept falling down and dying on the way, and their bodies turned into ashes. However, people seemed to be numb, and they didn't even look at the corpses lying on the ground, and stepped across them.

Many spiritual soldiers were protecting these people and using magic to send them to the Great Wall of the North. Otherwise, at the speed of these mortals, they might not be able to climb the Great Wall for a hundred years.

However, the journey was not smooth. From time to time, spiritual soldiers turned into ashes, flew up in the air, grabbed people and ate.

Whenever this happens, other spiritual soldiers will come and kill the evil monsters. However, the number of evil monsters gradually increases, and those spiritual soldiers are also in danger.

Su Yun looked at this scene and frowned slightly, thinking: "Where is Di Feng? These are his people, why didn't he show up to save him?"

His injuries were slightly healed and he barely moved.

The comprehending the Taoist realm allowed him to have a deeper understanding of the Hongmeng runes and his application of the innate Qi to a higher level. The battle with the three-pupil Taoist God Youchaosheng also allowed him to go further.

His injuries were healed faster than he expected!

"Okay, okay..."

An old man with a hunched body suddenly stuffed a girl into Su Yun's arms. The old man's face was wrinkled like dried orange peels, and his face was full of wrinkles, piled up with a flattering smile, and said repeatedly: "Good uncle, good, good, take Nannan away, keep him as a slave..."

He was filled with ashes, and he obviously hadn't lived long.

Su Yun was covered in injuries, holding the child with one arm, his muscles trembled with pain.

The girl cried out loud and called on her grandfather.

The old man hurriedly got into the migrating crowd, but did not dare to go far. He hid behind the crowd and looked around secretly, his eyes full of reluctance, and he was afraid that Su Yun would throw the child away.

Su Yun stood up with difficulty and whispered: "I am the Emperor Yuntian Emperor of the Emperor. Who is the person in charge of the migration?"

Although his injuries have not healed, his voice spread, inside and outside the Great Wall, clearly heard.

After a while, several spiritual soldiers flew forward and saw Su Yun. Although the boy in black robe and brocade belt was covered in wounds, he had extraordinary demeanor.

One of the middle-aged spiritual soldiers hurried forward, hesitated for a moment, and bowed and said, "Emperor Yuntian, Xiao Jingliu, was originally the Immortal Lord of the Immortal Court, but his cultivation was cut off. There was no person in charge of this migration, nor was there any organization. When we came here, we planned to move our parents and children. Seeing the tragic situation on the road, we became compassionate and helped our fellow villagers move. Other spiritual soldiers also came to help..."

Su Yun took a breath and said, "No one is responsible, no one is organizing, countless people die on the road. Besides, the star road is long, let alone you spiritual scholars, even if you are an ordinary immortal, you may not be able to fly to the Seventh Immortal Realm after spending your whole life."

The middle-aged psychic Xiao Jingliu said, "I dare not go to the Seventh Immortal Realm. We plan to find a small world on the road and stay in peace for the time being. If we can't find it..."

His lips trembled, and he grinned as if he was crying and laughing: "I had to die on the road."

A spiritual scholar behind him said boldly: "Your Majesty, there are many ships and treasures in the fairy court, but the spiritual scholar cannot sacrifice it."

A spiritual scholar said, "Hey, if those treasures can be sacrificed, we spiritual scholars can't go far, aren't we going to die?"

"Those who can leave have left long ago. Those who can't leave are waiting to die."

Su Yun was silent for a moment and asked, "Where is Di Feng? He did not arrange anyone to guide the people to migrate? There are also capable people under his command, all of whom are the Heavenly Kings and the Emperors."

Xiao Jingliu's face dimmed.

Su Yun coughed repeatedly and said, "Xiao Jingliu, you will bring more people to the Great Wall of the North Crown. Don't let them enter the Seventh Immortal Realm first. Wait for a few days, and it will take you to the Seventh Immortal Realm in a few days."

Xiao Jingliu and others hesitated, and Su Yun said coldly: "Dare you doubt me? I am fighting for the existence of the world with Emperor Feng and the Evil Emperor! I speak the word of gold and jade, and I have a word of nine tripods!"

Xiao Jingliu said boldly: "But, we are not your Majesty's subjects..."

Su Yun looked at the girl sitting bent her elbow and said, "It's now."

Xiao Jingliu's body shook slightly, and she lowered her head. Suddenly, her nose couldn't stop being sore, and her eyes fell one by one. Although he was an immortal king, he was just a spiritual scholar in the celestial realm. He had no idea whether he could send these people safely to a small world in the Seventh Immortal Realm!

The lives of these countless mortals were pressed on his heart and almost made him collapse!

This was not his responsibility, but he took it down and almost became his inner demon.

Now, Su Yun's words made him almost cry, releasing all the grievances in his heart, but he could still hold back and just burst into tears silently.

Su Yun waved his hand, asked the old man to come over, returned the girl to him, and asked, "Where is her parents?"

The old man said sadly: "No, it was gone half a year ago..."

Su Yun was silent for a moment and said, "At the Emperor's Court, everything will be fine. Di Feng doesn't want you, I want you!"

He paused and activated one of the few innate qi. The immortal talisman pattern appeared, and a fairy light rose into the sky, rolled Su Yun and roared away, disappearing from the Great Wall!

Xiao Jing lingered and said loudly: "Don't stand there! Take action quickly! Send more people to the Great Wall! Hurry!"

Ten days passed, and more and more people were on the Great Wall of Northern Crown. However, Su Yun was delayed and people were anxious to wait. Suddenly, the starry sky outside the Great Wall swayed slightly, and the chaos runes were flowing, carrying hundreds of people flying in.

The chaotic rune flowed like a long bamboo joint. Those people stood on the bamboo joint, and the young Emperor of Heaven, led by the Emperor's court.

A burst of cheers burst out from the Great Wall, and countless people burst into tears, and even swallowed and couldn't speak.

Su Yun flew to the North Crown Great Wall with the hundreds of people and landed. The scholars from Tongtian Pavilion followed him.

The mute senior brother Shi Zhenbei, Mu Fusheng and others immediately opened the spiritual world, but saw countless small people rushing out of their spiritual world and working on the spot.

"Ma Dudu, let's do it--" A little man stood on the building materials to direct, and more than a dozen little man ran away carrying the building materials.

"Puhe--"

The psychics and people on the Great Wall of Beimeng were staring at this scene blankly, and saw countless people as big as a palm, quickly building a gate of heaven.

The Tianmen is used to distort time and space and transport troops quickly, and it requires a large amount of fairy energy to maintain operation. When Difeng explored the ancient forbidden zone, he used the Tianmen to directly establish a channel from the immortal court to the sea of ​​magic powers!

However, the Tianmen consumes too much fairy energy, and requires two, one at the origin and the other at the destination, so it cannot be used frequently. Using the Tianmen to transport mortals is even more luxurious. Selling these mortals thousands of times may not necessarily have the fairy energy consumed.

Su Yun's injuries have not yet healed. He has been desperately rushing around these days, leaving almost no cultivation to heal his wounds. Then on the tenth day, he brought Shi Zhenbei, Mu Fusheng and others to here.

"Where is Xiao Jingliu?" Su Yun relaxed, mobilized the innate Qi to heal his wounds with peace of mind, and asked a spiritual scholar in the sixth fairy world.

The Lingshi said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Jingliu is dead."

"Dead?"

Su Yun was stunned, forgot to heal his wounds, and asked, "How did he die?"

The Lingshi said, "I am so exhausted. He said that His Majesty will definitely come back. He wanted more people to move away, so he transported mortals to the Great Wall again and again. Others asked him to rest but refused, and later he vomited blood. Later, he said he wanted to chase those who had entered the Seventh Immortal Realm and went back... and died. Those who came back said that he was so exhausted..."

Su Yun was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.

Half a day later, Shi Zhenbei, Mu Fusheng and others built the Tianmen, and Su Yun took out a blessed land to start the Tianmen. In order to move these people to the Seventh Immortal Realm, he used the blessed land as the source of energy.

At the same time, another Tianmen of the Imperial Court was launched, and a passage was established between the two Tianmen.

One by one, the spiritual scholars organized many mortals to migrate, walked into the Heavenly Gate, and headed towards another fairy world.

Su Yun stood on the Great Wall of North Crown and watched people enter one after another. His eyes looked at the Sixth Immortal Realm, where there were endless migration teams, moving towards this side like a flesh-and-blooded Great Wall.

At the foot of the Great Wall, the genius from the Sixth Immortal Realm are helping the people who come here to climb over the Great Wall.

Suddenly, Su Yun felt a stern heart and turned around, and saw the Evil Emperor standing not far away.

Su Yunqiang took a mouthful of innate Qi, almost pulling the wound, tearing the wound apart. The Evil Emperor walked up to him, stood beside him, and watched the people entering the Tianmen one after another, without saying a word.

Su Yun suppressed his injuries and said solemnly: "Is the Evil Emperor here to kill me?"

The Evil Emperor withdrew his gaze and said, "Yes, not."

Su Yun was slightly stunned.

The evil emperor said: "I am here to escort the people to migrate. Di Feng is determined to seize the throne and will not do this. He wants to retain his strength. But after all, I was the Majesty of these subjects and had to do this. But after seeing you, I was murderous. You were seriously injured, and now is the best time to get rid of you."

Su Yun waved his hand vigorously, and at the foot of the Great Wall, a big bell suddenly roared and flew up to his head. The bell trembled and the ashes on the bell fell.

"Evil Emperor, I will not sit still and wait for death!" Su Yun smiled and said proudly.

Last time he was anxious to go to the imperial court, so even the Xuan Iron Bell was not recalled.

"It's easy to kill you now."

The evil emperor said indifferently: "But what you did has dispelled my intention to kill. Just based on your actions, I will not attack you this time."

Su Yun's eyes flashed and he tentatively said, "You should be able to see that my cultivation has improved greatly and my progress speed is much faster than you. If you let me go this time, you may not be able to take me down next time. Maybe you will even capsize in the gutter and be killed by me."

The Evil Emperor rarely smiled and said, "I know why the corpse demon likes you now. You are really exactly the same as me. You are another emperor."

He turned and left, and a conceited voice came: "I will never regret my decision!"

Su Yun shouted: "But you are not Di Jue!"

The Evil Emperor stopped and turned his head and showed a fierce light: "Don't force me to change my mind!"

Su Yun had a cold war and quickly shut up.

The Evil Emperor snorted and broke through the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I learned bad things from Yingying, and I almost annoyed him."

Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly woke up: "Xiao Jingliu went to find the people who entered the Seventh Immortal Realm. Among these people, there is the three-eyed Taoist God. I don't know where this person claims to be You Chaosheng. Unfortunately, the Evil Emperor walked too fast, otherwise he would be allowed to track You Chaosheng. Maybe with the ability of the Evil Emperor, he could get rid of this person!"
Chapter completed!