I quit the sect and became a demon cultivator. Master and Sister kneel down to beg for forgiveness.

Xuanyuan Xincheng's eyes trembled.

"This... is the Xuanyuan Monument? Sixth Prince, Xincheng..."

He was so agitated that he could not speak.

Seeing that his energy and blood were burning out, the cunning Xuanyuan Patriarch was determined to wear him down.

At the bottom of Xuanyuan Lake, Li Changqing used the Anti-Five Elements Skill and the Sky-Devouring Demon Skill to roll up the power of Xuanyuan Mountain from the Xuanyuan Sky Plate.

He also used the Tiangang Divine Fist to break the罡气 of Xuanyuan Tianpan.

At the moment the underground palace collapsed, the Sky-Breaking Bell actually broke through the void and led the Xuanyuan Stele over.

For tens of thousands of years, the Xuanyuan clan has been known as the Xuanyuan Monument, the guardian of the clan.

But I only saw the Xuanyuan Sky Plate, but not the Xuanyuan Stele.

It was destroyed and rebuilt, and the sacred monument finally appeared!

The Xuanyuan clan disciples on the lakeshore knelt down together when they saw Li Changqing standing majestically at the Xuanyuan clan's Xuanyuan Monument.

"Ancestors, please protect our Xuanyuan clan!"

Xuanyuan Xincheng's hair and beard stood on end as he shouted, "Xuanyuan Xincheng invites the old ancestor to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pounced towards Ancestor Xuanyuan.

He actually started fighting with the Xuanyuan ancestor.

The two men seemed to be bound by thunder and lightning, and blood rained everywhere in the fight.

The world would never have imagined that a powerful man like the emperor would fight for his life like a soldier on the battlefield.

Jing Hexi was particularly excited when watching this.

"A man should be like this. With this sharp spirit alone, and the determination to fight to the death, you can become a god of war in the army!"

The Xuanyuan Patriarch was heartbroken and only hoped to survive. He broke free from Xuanyuan Xincheng and tried his old tricks again.

On the Xuanyuan Monument, Li Changqing unleashed the might of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, blocking the retreat of the Xuanyuan Patriarch.

Jiang Xingzhou paused stroking his beard and said softly.

"My grandson is now a half-step great sage!"

Ye Ling'er and Xin Xueyi both looked at Jiang Xingzhou, their eyes showing shock and a hint of redness.

Li Changqing overcame all obstacles along the way and dared to risk his life. Within three to five days, he became a saint, broke through the realm, and became a half-step great saint.

He pushed forward like a powerful warrior, and even though he was exhausted and bleeding, he never retreated a single step.

How can it not move people!

On the shore, no one did not hope that Li Changqing would be the best in the world.

Now, he seems to be getting closer and closer to his expectations!

A burst of black smoke came out of Xuanyuan Xincheng's palm, and the smell of burnt meat began to spread.

He gathered the lightning that was falling from the sky again, tied himself up with the Xuanyuan Patriarch, and crashed into the Xuanyuan Monument.

"Today we die together, I will go to heaven and you to hell. Xincheng invites the ancestor to die again!"

"Do not……"

Ancestor Xuanyuan howled loudly.

There was a loud bang.

The explosion in front of the Xuanyuan Monument was like a landslide.

The Xuanyuan Monument shook violently and returned to normal after a moment.

The clouds and fog dissipated, the heavy rain stopped, and the tide on the lake receded and began to flow slowly.

In front of the Xuanyuan Monument, the aura that was flying across the sky during the explosion was absorbed into the barrier of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Art.

Li Changqing stepped on the Xuanyuan Monument, his whole body swelled up, and he suddenly let out a long roar and rushed into the air.

A deep trench was blasted open on the surface of the lake again.

Li Changqing flew down from the sky and slowly landed on the lakeshore. He looked at everyone with gleaming eyes!

"Great Sage!"

Jiang Xing stroked his beard and laughed, grabbing his shoulders, "Haha, hahaha, you are my, Jiang Xingzhou's grandson!"

Jing Hexi and Liang Ziyi knelt down one after another.

Coming from behind.

There are also all kinds of people gathered in the Chaos Soul Immortal City!

There are also monks recruited in Luanhun Mountain!

There is also the disciple of the Shenwang Sect's War Hall who surrendered to Li Changqing.

There is also Xuanyuan Zhishui, a disciple of the Xuanyuan family!

Kneel down together!

"Meet the Sixth Prince!"

"We are willing to follow the Sixth Prince in this life, through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and never regret it!"

The aura of Li Changqing was like a mountain.

"Please get up!"

Ye Ling'er walked over gracefully, smiling broadly, "The Sixth Prince is worthy of being crowned king!"

Li Changqing looked at her and smiled softly, "As the saying goes, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. I'm afraid there will be a violent storm coming next!"

Xin Xueyi came over at this time and pointed at the ground.

"How should we deal with these people?"

Li Changqing leaned over to take a look, and saw that Hua Diewu, Su Muxue, and Tao Feifei all had auras.

However, he was entangled in Qin Feng's blood sacrifice, his soul was bound, and his life was hanging by a thread.

"I hope they can be reborn after death!"

He then sat cross-legged on the ground and summoned the Divine Dragon King Cauldron. A huge shadow loomed above his head.

He pushed several people up with a flick of his hand.

The crimson energy on his body began to leave his body and gather towards the Dragon King Cauldron.

Behind Lu Xiaochen, Liu Hongying, the former senior sister of the Divine King Sect, said in astonishment, "Junior brother, no, His Highness is performing a blood sacrifice for them!"

It was Li Changqing who resolved her blood sacrifice using the Dragon King Cauldron.

"He repays evil with kindness!"

After a while, Hua Diewu and others opened their eyes.

When Su Muxue and Tao Feifei saw that it was Li Changqing who saved them, endless regret and gratitude appeared in their eyes.

"Don't talk, gather all the blood in your body into one place, and I will help you dissolve it all!"

The two shed a few tears and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground.

Hua Diewu's face turned pale. "Li Changqing, I don't need you to pretend to save me. Let me die!"

"Of course you can die. I saved you, so why would I delay your own death? Why bother making such a fuss?"

Li Changqing snorted coldly.

"Don't forget, you are still the leader of the Divine King Sect. Is the Divine King Sect, which has been passed down for hundreds of generations, going to be destroyed in your hands?"

"As soon as Qin Feng left, he took over the Divine King Sect. Are you worthy of the Divine King Sect's ancestors?"

"If you want to die, go ahead and die!"

"The one I saved wasn't you, Hua Diewu, but the leader of the Divine King Sect. Don't be so self-indulgent!"

"If you think you are just a flower butterfly dance, then die. If you still know that you are the leader of the Divine King Sect, then shut your mouth and force your blood sacrifice into one place!"

Hua Diewu's struggle and entanglement appeared on her face, but she still knew that she was the leader of the Shenwang Sect, so she sat cross-legged.

After about half an hour, beads of sweat appeared on Li Changqing's forehead.

Hua Diewu looked at him and was touched in a trance.

It was as if he saw the time of the Divine King Sect, when he led the disciples of the War Hall to fight east and west and returned victorious. He wished so much that he could receive his own praise.

"Am I really wrong?"

A voice echoed in her heart.

Having been controlled and humiliated by Qin Feng, and now having come back from the gates of hell, what dignity is left to speak of?

What else can't be let go?

After a while, the blood sacrifice in the bodies of the three people was completely consumed, and they felt relieved.

Li Changqing stood up and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Mu Xue, Fei Fei..."

Liu Hongying ran over and took their hands, "You have been reborn. It was Junior Brother who saved you!"

Su Muxue and Tao Feifei burst into tears and fell to their knees. "Thank you, Master... Thank you, Sixth Prince, for putting aside our past grudges and saving our lives!"

"It was our fault before, please forgive me, Sixth Prince!"

Li Changqing glanced at them, feeling a mixture of emotions. "It's all in the past, why bother talking about it anymore? Get up!"

The two stood up, hugged Liu Hongying's arms and cried inconsolably.

Then, several people looked at Hua Diewu.

Hua Diewu looked at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking. Perhaps a lot of humiliation surged in her heart and tears rolled down her face.

After a long time, she took a step forward.

Kneeling down, "Thank you, Sixth Prince, for bringing Diewu back to life!"