When Emperor Ji and others crossed the evil sea and came to the outer sacred state, they were all stunned and dumbfounded, unable to believe what they saw in front of them.

The entire outer sacred state has long been sunk.

The area that was regarded as a forbidden area by the Nine Souls Man no longer exists...

The Sea of ​​Sha submerged the broken continents, and the terrifying waves kept rolling. There was no imperial energy in the air, only the terrifying holy power. Bai Ye stepped on the surface of the Sea of ​​Sha, pinched the Holy Twelve with one hand, and walked towards this side as if walking on flat ground.

The 12th Saint's limbs were completely broken, and the wound was shocking, like a man carrying it forward by Bai Ye, and blood stained the water of the sea.

"Lord Dragon!"

Everyone trembled, their eyes full of fear.

"go back."

Bai Ye's face was cold and his voice was cold.

Emperor Ji and others nodded, but the sharp-eyed Emperor Xi found that the terrifying Death Dragon Sword was no longer there on Bai Ye's waist.

"Lord Dragon, your sword..."

"It was taken away." Bai Ye shook his head, with evil spirits rippling in his eyes.

Everyone was shocked. Someone could seize Bai Ye’s things? But no one dared to ask Bai Ye’s specific situation. I think Bai Ye’s mood should be extremely bad at this moment.

When he reached the shore, he rode his horse and rushed towards Dajingcheng.

This time, Bai Ye finally tasted the taste of failure and became more and more precious to power.

The old guy died because of me, but this time he couldn't even save the Dead Dragon Sword...

Bai Ye gritted his teeth secretly, and ripples appeared in his heart.

He is not the Ice Queen, so he will not stop there. It is because of his resilience that I would rather sacrifice himself like the Dragon Emperor.

She knew that she could not fulfill her wish, but Bai Ye could!

"Who is that person?"

He grabbed the Holy Twelve, who was hanging on the horse's back, and asked coldly.

"Everyone will scatter! He is an elder of the power without gates and one of the supporters of the Vientiane Gate in the Lishu State." Sheng Twelve said weakly. At this moment, he dared not resist at all.

"How can I find him?"

"Just find no way...it's fine."

Bai Ye heard the sound and burst into his eyes.

...........

Bang!

The void trembled, and then a embarrassed but headless figure bumped out from inside.

The figure was particularly terrifying, with holes all over his body, and blood kept spilling out, almost drying. Although the figure was already broken and unbearable, he was still not dead, and a faint holy power around him was still maintaining his life.

"Fortunately, I have the unique holy ritual 'Eternal Death' to support it. As long as I use holy power to regenerate my head and repair my damaged body with holy power, I will not die."

The figure hurriedly sat cross-legged and adjusted his work and day.

A head was quickly born from the broken neck, but because of insufficient holy power, although the head grew out, it was bumpy, extremely irregular and extremely ugly. He hurriedly used the remaining holy power to cultivate the heart and other places. However, this time the recovery was not expected, and all the wounds were covered with only a thin layer of sticky membrane, and then... the holy power collapsed.

The figure suddenly opened his eyes, became furious, and kept gasping: "Bastard! Bastard!!! It actually hurt my heavenly soul, causing me to be in the realm of the emperor now! Bastard!!!"

The roar rippled in the room.

It is so difficult for the emperor to enter the holy realm. The cultivation level was defeated. It was even more uncomfortable for a soul man than to stab the heart. Although he forced the Dragon Emperor to death and seized the Dead Dragon Sword, Bai Ye's sudden explosion greatly damaged his vitality. If he could choose again, he would never follow the advice of the Saint Twelve to plunder the Dragon Emperor's saint's inheritance, otherwise he would not have been beaten from the Great Sage Realm to the Great Emperor Realm.

If this matter is spread, it will cause a stir! And he will become a laughing stock!

The figure swallowed a few pills in anger and continued to recover. After a long time, the wounds on his body were already seventy-eight, but he could no longer produce any holy power, only the imperial aura...

The power of the saint completely disappeared...

"I don't even have the realm of a saint now. Although there is a Dead Dragon Sword, I will definitely not be able to defend it. I need to temporarily hide my retreat and make plans after I restore the realm of a saint. I will be able to gallop freely if I restore the realm of a Great Saint again, the vast Saint State will definitely be able to gallop freely!" The man was thinking.

But just as I was thinking, the door of the room suddenly rang.

Twist twist.

"Elder Don't Disperse! Are you inside? The head of the sect notifies you to go to the meeting." A figure sounded outside the house.

"I'm refining elixirs, I can't go there for the time being, let's talk to the head." Busan took a light breath and said in a deep voice.

"This...well." The person outside hesitated for a while and turned around and left.

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

.........

Bang!

The body of the Holy Twelve fell heavily on the hall, and the great emperors were listed on both sides, each with wide eyes, looking at the man on the ground in disbelief.

This is the supreme existence of the Nine Souls, the person standing at the top of the Wanxiang Gate!

However, today, he was broken limbs and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

This is a saint.

Many emperors were in a state of snoring, and they became more and more admiring to Bai Ye.

But only Bai Ye knew in his heart that the capture of the Holy Twelve had nothing to do with him, and this was the contribution of the Dragon Emperor and the Ice Queen.

"From today, Long Jue will take over the Vientiane Gate!"

Bai Ye said lightly with his back to everyone.

"As for orders, Lord Dragon!"

Everyone was excited and they held their fists together.

"You can watch this person first. I will be in seclusion for a while. After seclusion, I will set off to Lishengzhou. During my absence, all things Long Jue is controlled by Emperor Ji and Emperor Yan! In addition, I will issue an edict that I will surrender to the entire Jiuhun power! Including the Jiuhuns and the Great Flame Palace!"

Bai Ye made a sound again, his voice particularly resolute.

Emperor Ji next to him was slightly surprised when he heard the sound: "Lord Lord, what if... they don't follow me?"

"If anyone doesn't follow, kill." Cold words appeared, murderous intent rippling.

People were terrified.

Bai Ye, this time he made up his mind!

He no longer wants to wait!

Bai Ye went to retreat, and on the same day he was retreating, the team from Dajingcheng set off, like a big net, spreading to the entire Nine Soul Continent.

Xuanyuan fell, the twelve Holy Twelve were captured, the Great Emperor Alliance collapsed, the Wanxiang Gate had no heads, and the entire Nine Souls had already regarded Dragon Jue as the most respected.

In the Great Yan God Palace, Yan Emperor stepped out, looking at the dozens of emperors standing in front of him, with a helpless and bitter smile on his face.

"From today, the Great Yan Divine Palace will be incorporated into Longjue."

And in Jiugu, the same scene happened.

The wine emperor was indignant, but he still compromised. Otherwise, if he refused, he would only die.

Whether it is the Drunk Emperor or the Yan Emperor, they will understand that because they are so-called disagreement with each other, from that moment on, Bai Ye will only treat them as passers-by. And the Ice Palace will become Long Jue's core force, above the Nine Souls.

In the small world.

Under the Qing Emperor Tree, the towering tree bloomed with bursts of lush light.

Bai Ye lifted his hand from the old tree trunk, looked at the big tree, breathed a little, and his gloomy face showed a long-lost smile.

"Your evil spirit is too heavy." The voice of the Qing Emperor appeared from the Qing Emperor tree.

Under the influence of Bai Ye's great emperor inheritance and the saints' methods, the Qing Emperor has revived, which is also a bit of comfort for Bai Ye.

"The Dragon Emperor Ice Emperor died because of me, and the Death Dragon Sword was also lost. I let them down." Bai Ye shook his head.

"You have too high expectations for yourself. Bai Ye, your future journey is still long. You cannot lose that calm heart because of a temporary failure. That will only make you lose more." Qingdi said slowly.

Although his cultivation level is not high, he sees much more than Bai Ye.

This is also the reason why Bai Ye has always regarded him as his teacher.

Bai Ye nodded silently as if he was thinking.

"Have you decided to go?"

"I have to go."

"Then are you ready?"

The Qing Emperor smiled faintly.

Bai Ye was silent for a moment, and suddenly stood up. His imperial aura suddenly became rich, but soon, the mysterious and vigorous holy power also rose up, wrapping up his imperial aura, as if he wanted to merge with it.

After a while, a beam of light burst out from him and shone on the entire small world.

With the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor and the Ice Emperor, Bai Ye's strength has soared again and has entered the superior emperor.
To be continued...