The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

After Gu Junming and his group left completely.

Dugu Ao couldn't help but burst out laughing, but he immediately returned to his composure. However, there was still one thing in his mind that he didn't understand... Why did Lao Gu paint his face black?

It almost made him lose control.

From then on, it was rare for the Qishi Mansion to be of one mind with the Dalong royal family.

There is also the help of the restored national destiny.

Emperor Wu led his army to fight, and the Dragon Emperor led his troops to fight. With the powerful combination, the rampant demons in various places were quickly suppressed, and the endangered dragon gradually recovered.

However, compared to the combination of Emperor Wu and Dragon Emperor.

There is one person who is even more popular.

That is the Lord of the Sword!

He was still alive, and was even fighting with the Little Dragon Emperor in the Big Dragon Emperor City. They were evenly matched and it was difficult to determine the winner.

People who were supposed to be dead have returned to the public eye.

Those forgotten memories also became clear again.

Word spread from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and in just a few days, the news had spread throughout the five regions.

Some were happy and some were sad. The forces that had offended the Sword Lord in the past recalled their disciples who had been training outside, united with hundreds of schools, shared the same hatred and enemy, and discussed countermeasures together.

And those secluded masters also ended their training one after another, returned to the world, and watched the disputes with a smile.

Although the surviving eternal sinners will not become the public enemy of the five domains, many people with lofty ideals have formed an alliance with the aim of letting the millions of lives lost in Beixuan rest in peace.

Ten years have passed, and many talented people have emerged.

The clash between the two generations and who is stronger has become the most talked about thing among the common people in the five realms.

Demon of the Western Region, rookie of the Southern Martial Arts.

The evil gods of the East rise, the mysterious monsters of the North arrive...

Unknown behind the scenes, there seems to be a big hand driving all this.

But that all happened later.

Shortly after Gu Junming and others left the palace.

There was a gray, mist-like evil object that slowly condensed into a human face in front of the new vein of the dragon.

It is located southwest of the imperial palace.

The mountain-like dragon vein fell into dead silence, but there was still some remaining power of heaven and earth nurtured by nature, especially the ancestral dragon's true qi that had not yet disappeared, which was of utmost importance!

"Damn it! After a hundred years of planning, I've ended up in this situation. I'm not willing to accept this!"

The evil spirit ancestor did have a backup plan and was not completely dead, but at this moment, let alone being the Ghost Emperor, it might not even be as threatening as a ghost general.

First, his spirit body was destroyed by Jing Cangshan, the leader of Mingshen Sect, and then there were changes in the process of seizing the dynasty's national destiny.

Almost soul-destroying.

It was clearly just a step away from success, but in the end, an outsider appeared who could trigger the old bloodline of Gu Hua, which was really unexpected for the "ghost".

The evil spirit ancestor really didn't understand. He had made several deductions and even paid a huge price to cut himself, obscuring the secrets of heaven and causing an incurable Taoist injury.

Logically speaking, this plan should be foolproof, so where does this variable come from?

"Forget it. Once I have absorbed this ownerless object, I will use this wisp of true dragon energy to repair my soul and body. One day, I will transform into a dragon in the sea and settle accounts with you all!"

The evil spirit ancestor slowly floated towards the dragon vein.

The big head failed to eat it, but if you give it some time, the small head can also reshape its spirit body.

But just when the evil spirit ancestor was about to touch the dragon vein, a powerful force surged from all directions and instantly imprisoned it, making it unable to move.

In order to prevent it from escaping, the surrounding heaven and earth were even isolated by people.

Just a little bit off.

Why, why, it’s so close to me, but I just can’t get it!

"Sorry, I saw this thing first."

An indifferent voice came from behind.

The Evil Spirit Ancestor's gaze shifted, and he looked back with difficulty at the direction where the voice came from, and immediately said angrily:

"Young man, don't be so presumptuous!"

The three of them slowly walked out of the darkness.

They are a man in red clothes that look like blood;

A big black man with a beard.

In this way, he called out to the number one magician, Yan Chichun, who had a playful look in his eyes!

"Old thing, we meet again." Yan Chichun used the soul-splitting and spirit-capturing technique to capture the evil spirit ancestor.

Ignoring the latter's painful wails, he forced his soul to compress into a small dough the size of a fist.

Play with it at will.

"You...you are from Yama Hall!?" The evil spirit ancestor was shocked and angry. When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous.

“It was once, but it may not be in the future.”

Yan Chichun sneered: "I give you two choices, either surrender to me, or..."

"Go ahead and dream!"

The evil spirit ancestor is strong-willed. If you want him to surrender... you have to at least offer him some benefits!

However, Yan Chichun just said "Oh" lightly, clasped his hands together and crushed the evil spirit ancestor.

And this time, even the trace of origin hidden in the space was completely wiped out.

This means that even if evil spirits still exist in the future, the ancestor of evil spirits will never be resurrected and will completely disappear from the world.

The first person in the magic world...

She hates being interrupted when she's talking!

Die Qianchou's face was filled with lingering fear.

If he was not mistaken, that guy should be the ancestor of evil spirits, right?

A powerful person in the state of unity of thought can be wiped out with one hand.

No mercy at all, so cruel!

Subsequently.

Yan Chichun sacrificed the Blood-Red Spirit Pearl, causing it to float in the air and releasing a terrifying suction force that absorbed all the remaining dynasty luck in the blink of an eye.

With all this luck, it is enough for her to break through to the Huaqiao realm later.

Finish all this work.

Yan Chichun put away the spirit bead and turned to leave.

There was no drag in the whole process.

Neat.

Die Qianchou and Hu Ganglie exchanged a glance. The latter scratched his head and asked doubtfully:

"Brother, what should we say?"

"Fuck it, just follow me."

The three of them only appeared for a brief moment, crushed the evil spirit ancestor, and did not stay for too long after achieving their goal.

As for where to go next.

Yan Chichun didn't say anything, and the two followers didn't dare to ask.

To ask is to question, and to question is to be disloyal.

Being unfaithful is seeking death!

Soon the little Dragon King also came here.

But unlike Yan Chichun, Ji Cang just wanted to come and see if the dragon soul was still there.

But after checking it three times, the last bit of relief in my heart finally disappeared.

"Hmm? Someone has been here..." Ji Cang suddenly frowned, realizing something was unusual here.

Today, Dalong Xinmai is just an empty shell, and the battle just ended not long ago. This is obviously unreasonable!

"There is always a loophole..."

Ji Cang covered his chin and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Yan Chichun had already left. Although Ji Cang was confused, he could not figure it out.

Deep inside the palace.

Inside an old palace.

The old woman who had met Xiao Jianxin before was carefully wiping the Wuhen Sword with a white cloth.

While he was lost in thought, there was a sudden sound of breaking air outside, and a figure wearing a python dragon robe fell down.

It was Emperor Wu!

"What's the matter?" The old woman didn't even glance at the current leader of the Great Dragon Kingdom.

It's not contempt, but simply not taking it seriously.

"According to the agreement," Emperor Wu said solemnly, "the next throne should be returned to the Yuezhi."

The old woman polished the sword until it was bright and dust-free, and placed it before her eyes to admire it carefully.

The sword reflected the old face.

"Time flies." The old woman sighed, she put away her sword, stood up and walked towards the side room.

The sound faded away...

"Before you can make up for all these mistakes, please put the imperial crown on me properly."

[The dynasty's seizure of fortune ends]