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His gaze penetrated through space and fell on the Heavenly Palace where the heavenly soldiers gathered, at the junction of the four seas and eight wildernesses, on the Mingluo River. With the river as the boundary, the heavenly soldiers and the demonic soldiers each occupied one side, with flags covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Magic flew everywhere, limbs were broken, and the four seas were dominated by the dragon fish tribe and the mermaid tribe, led by the Lord of Tide. The Celestial Tribe was dominated by dragons, of course, few of them were dragons.

The donors lived in the big tent in the center, so it was not very clear.

"Isn't that a big pot of seafood and clams?" She really liked eating it last time, and she looked at Sihai with a deep gaze.

"Master, that's for adults who have cultivated themselves. They can't be eaten, right?"

"Will it taste better? Hmm?"

Ling Ling's mind was filled with the thought of danger. Could this be a human? Would it be bad to eat it? Was this a bit too much?

After thinking for a while, it seems that it is indeed food? Silence.

"Maybe not, it's old." How can meat taste good if it's old? I'm afraid it will give me diarrhea, right?

"When was he born?" He stared at her for a moment and changed the subject.

"The ancient god possesses merits and fortune that are not recorded in the book of fate. No one knows when he will appear. Anything is possible." He changed his words.

"Let's go and take a look." Holding Lingling, he walked over on the rainbow.

Xian An hid in mid-air and watched the increasingly fierce war below, his hand stroking the feather fan at his waist. Feng Luo turned into a ray of spiritual light and landed in the big tent. All the fox fairies from the Qinghua Realm were among them.

"You're here?" He glanced at the fairy standing next to him holding a white ball, and asked lazily, with a serious look on his face.

"Come and take a look," his eyes stayed on the shore for two seconds.

"In the Mingluo River, everything sinks and everything melts. Endless ghosts wander at the end, which is also the boundary between the two worlds."

Drawing the attention of the fairy next to him, he always felt that the look in her eyes was not right. What was so good about the world?

There was a deafening sound of fighting and killing under my feet. I shifted my gaze and looked towards the demons. The Demon King was very handsome.

He only used ink to draw a few strokes between his eyebrows to outline the differences between the two races. He was handsome and flamboyant, with his thin lips slightly raised and evil spirits everywhere. He was simply a little brother who made people scream. He just wanted the territory? Give him everything!

"Tan Yue," If you lose, you will marry him obediently. If you win?

Looking him up and down made Tan Yue's eyes full of murderous intent, disgusting! What kind of thing dared to think of him? !

With a sharp glance, he flew up and attacked Tan Yue accurately. Every move of his Fang Tian Hua Ji was fatal and ruthless.

The tribesmen quickly fought together under the leadership of their leader, and the corpses that fell into the Mingluo River melted instantly.

Jiuli silently glanced at Qingyue in the Qinghua Realm from high in the sky. How could someone with so much sins and debts be able to cultivate to the level of an immortal? Interesting.

The red sun in the sky was full ten times, and time did not count years. Jiuli looked at the armor in the storage space and nodded with satisfaction. As for the battle below? What did it have to do with her?

"Dan Yue, look at what this is? Die with me." His words were full of tenderness and his eyes were obsessed.

"You lunatic! Back off," he gestured.

"You're right, I'm a lunatic," he said, holding the extremely delicate bell in his palm, and at the last moment he quietly conveyed the message to his men.

After the war, the story begins ten thousand years later. The bell is sealed at the cost of Tan Yue burning his soul, and the body is buried in the Soul-Returning Abyss and the temple is sealed. The demons are not much better off, and both sides suffer losses, and many small tribes suffer losses.

"Lord!" "Master!" "Donyue!"

"The demons were defeated, and the third princess will lead them to heaven to accept the throne soon. Everything will be handed over to the Emperor of Heaven." Xian An said.

"I obey your command." He looked respectful but his eyes were filled with ambition.

Jiuli's face turned cold the moment she turned around. Logically speaking, the fate of the people involved in the catastrophe destined by heaven cannot be predicted, and merits will be bestowed upon them later. However, the heavenly soldiers became even more weak.

Without letting anyone except Xian An notice his presence, he stepped on the rainbow and left. After Xian An finished making arrangements, he paid attention to the receding figure, wondering what he was thinking.

"Collect the remains and bury them in the Changsheng Garden of the Heavenly Palace. Someone will pay out all the compensations," the Heavenly Lord arranged one by one, with greed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty is holy and wise." They bowed one by one with excited looks on their faces.

Little did they know that the Emperor of Heaven was even happier today. Under the Changsheng Garden, dark red array patterns were everywhere. The Emperor of Heaven, who was sitting cross-legged in cultivation, sighed with satisfaction. It was still possible to advance faster this way.

"What a pity that we didn't bring back Tan Yue's body, otherwise I would have been able to break through to become a god," a calculation flashed across his eyes.

"Your Majesty, it's time to start the morning meeting." Tiannu's respectful voice came from the jade pendant on Tianjun's waist, and it was obvious flattery!

“No thanks.” Haha, it feels like being called a god. He doesn’t need an emperor above his head. He just hopes that the old thing will hurry up!

On Huaying Island, Jiuli sat under the sacred Huaying tree. So much had changed that her memory was completely useless now. It could only serve as a reference. Taoyao stood behind her with her head lowered and her face pleasing to the eye.

She was originally the leader of the team, but Feng Luo was the one who was fine. However, Tan Yue died once. Will someone replace her? !

Just as I was thinking about it, a gust of wind appeared in front of me, carrying the unique scent of the fox fairy in the Qinghua Realm. My fingertips moved, and it was Qingyue's visiting card.

"I have a good relationship with Qingyue Immortal?" Why didn't she remember it? Or did she want her to give up Suihua according to the plot?

"Your Highness has a pretty good relationship with Qingyue Immortal. Qingyue Immortal comes every year to ask for Huaying tea and Qinglu grass, a specialty of Suihua Mountain, and will bring things from the human world to Your Highness."

A thing from the human world? No wonder everyone determined that she couldn't become a god. If she was too playful, wouldn't that mean her cultivation was poor?

"Let her in." You still have to pretend.

"Look what I brought you? There are candied haws, sweet fruits, and rice cakes." I heard his voice before I saw the person. His tone was intimate, caring, and crisp and pleasant.

The fairy on Qingyue is as her name suggests, as cool as the moon and yet innocent. She is wearing an ink painting of a gauze skirt and long hair tied up with a white gauze ribbon. She looks like an immortal, and her fox eyes are bright and beautiful!

As soon as I landed, I saw a figure sitting facing the cliff. She was wearing a red brocade skirt with phoenix feathers and a shawl of the same color. On the back of her head was a hairpin with tassels made of red gold crystal.

"Qingyue, you are already 80,000 years old, not 8 years old," he took the candied haws and put it aside, absorbing the luck? Interesting.

"It's okay to eat it occasionally. Why are you like my father? Could it be that Chengzun God doesn't recognize me as his friend?"

Friends? Ridiculous, how can you absorb the luck of your friends? I'm afraid he comes here every year just to make sure she is always under his control.

"How could that be? The Qinglu Grass is gone again? Your previous injury should have healed by now." He looked thoughtful.

"It will take a long time, and the effect may not be good." His eyes rolled, and his father said it was not the time to say it yet.

"Hmm? It should be. Why don't you try something else? If you don't break the God, you will eventually experience birth, aging, sickness and death," his eyes deepened.

"No need, the King of Medicine said that we just need to suppress it and do good deeds," when talking about doing good deeds, he couldn't help but mention being brave and righteous.

"Do good things." Let a troublemaker do good things? It's good enough that he didn't cause trouble. Feng Luo was really lucky not to die.

"I hate practicing the most. Shall we go downstairs and play?"

Tao Yao's death gaze came from behind, always wanting to take her prince out to play! Can she take the prince away???