"Let me go!"

"Feng Wujiu, I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't be disrespectful to the City of Heaven!"

"Give me your life!"

"Hmph, spare your life? I'm just fooling about this lady? Since you want to kill me, you should think of this ending."

"And don't worry, it will not be the last Holy Emperor of the Saint Gathering Immortal Palace to fall. From today on, I can tell you that there will be no more Saint Gathering Immortal Palace in Lizhou, die!"

Lin Piaomiao's last mark fell, and the sword formation suddenly closed. No matter how Feng Wujiu struggled to resist, it was useless.

boom!

Amid the violent sound, Feng Wujiu was strangled into a blood mist and gradually dissipated under the starry sky.

In the sword formation, both body and spirit are destroyed.

It is really sad that a top saint emperor ended up like this.

In the distance, the sacred monk in the air who was infinitely suppressed by Jian Wuchen was the same.

Seeing that Feng Wujiu had fallen, he was shocked.

The power of the city of Heaven Realm is indeed a sure thing to die if you touch it!

He surged with Buddha's light and tried to escape.

"The Sword of Wuchen, let you pass away to the West!"

But how could Jian Wuchen give him another chance?

The ancient sword turned into a black shadow and fell silently.

With a sword, the Buddha's image dispersed. At this point, all the strongest saints who entered the heavenly realm of the three immortal palaces fell.

The Glazed Treasure Hall, the fifth-grade lotus platform, and the Dragon Escape Pillar all floated alone in the starry sky and became a masterless thing.

This is the treasure of the three great immortal palaces, but unexpectedly, it has fallen to such a level.

Shen Xiaoyao was unambiguous and flashed over and put away all three spiritual treasures of the heaven.

This is definitely a good thing, especially the Dragon Escape Pillar.

With the blessing of these spiritual treasures, his power will become stronger.

He had to think about himself.

Because after leaving the Heaven Realm, he was still within the continent.

The three immortal palaces will never let him go.

At that time, he will face it but it will be more than the Holy Emperor.

But the three immortal emperors in the Immortal Palace!

Lin Piaomiao didn't say anything when he saw it.

Although this Tongtian Spirit Treasure is valuable, she will not rob it.

Now, she just wants to enter the Immortal Gate.

"Shen Xiaoyao, if you enter the Immortal Gate, you need your tiles."

After Shen Xiaoyao brought the storage rings of the three Holy Emperors back, Lin Piaomiao then said.

"It's easy to say!"

Shen Xiaoyao threw the tiles over.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't let you in?"

Lin Piaomiao raised her eyebrows.

"Nothing, this thing is yours. If you let me in, it doesn't matter."

Shen Xiaoyao shrugged.

"Haha, you guy is really different."

Lin Piaomiao smiled, then combined the two tiles and placed them on the immortal gate.

boom!

In an instant, the sky gate opened, and there were faint sounds of singing and chanting in it, as if someone was preaching and solving doubts.

"It's the preaching voice of Biyou Palace Dojo!"

Jian Wuchen fell down, and although there was no expression on Muran's face, the voice was very excited.

"Let's go, go in!"

Lin Piaomiao greeted her and entered first. Then, Shen Xiaoyao and Jian Wuchen rushed in.

Swish!

The Immortal Sect is just a thin formation. After Shen Xiaoyao entered it, the first thing he felt was a group of familiar feelings.

This surprised him, as if he had been here before.

"This...is this the temple?"

At this time, Shen Xiaoyao looked up at the space inside.

This turned out to be an empty cloud immortal platform.

Above the immortal platform are layered with white jade stairs. Above the stairs, hazy lights and shadows are sitting cross-legged.

These fairy flowers on the head, judging from the breath, they are all at the level of the Immortal Emperor.

The number is 3,000.

The shadow of the Three Thousand Immortal Emperors is like stars arching on the moon, surrounding a high platform.

However, there is only one plan on the high platform.

There is nothing else besides this.

However, these figures of the Immortal Emperors have a solemn expression and are muttering.

"The Tao has no good or evil, there is no distinction between teachings, and all things are towering, and all things are peaceful for the rest of their lives."

"The Tao has no good or evil, there is no distinction between teachings, and all things are towering, and all things are peaceful for the rest of their lives."

The sound echoed repeatedly in the space.

There is no difference in teaching.

Chen Xiaoyao took a breath secretly. He seemed to have said this before.

Moreover, Biyou Palace...

Chen Xiaoyao suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the place where the leader of Tongtian Sect once practiced.

Could it be that the one who preached here and answered doubts was his own past life?

"It's really just a ray of light and shadow that happened in the past. The Three Thousand Immortal Emperors have long turned into the dust of time."

Jian Wuchen sighed and also sat cross-legged on the ground, extremely pious.

"It's very good. Who could see the legendary saint of creation and be able to come to the place where he once preached. This is what countless powerful people in the heaven have dreamed of."

At this time, Lin Piaomiao had already knelt on the ground and bowed three times and nine times to the high platform.

"Lin Piaomiao, the 100th generation descendant of the City of Heaven, pays homage to the Saint of Creation."

Then she got up and walked towards the desk.

Chen Xiaoyao followed her silently.

If Lin Piaomiao knew that she was kneeling down, she was actually herself, what would it be?

Before the arrival of the case, there were many objects on it.

Although many years have passed, these objects are still shrouded in hazy light.

There are dust, rulers, ancient books, and some bottles, jars, maps and materials.

It seems that that person once was not only preaching, but also had some legends about alchemy and weapon refining?

Lin Piaomiao looked through the bottles, jars and maps in awe, and then her face was filled with joy, "It's all ancient pills, and it's tens of thousands of years, but the medicine is still effective!"

Finally, she picked up a seemingly ordinary wooden token on the table.

"The Breaking of the Boundary Order is indeed here. Now, I can finally report to my grandfather!"

Lin Piaomiao's eyes flashed, and his excitement was unconcealed.

However, Chen Xiaoyao swept over everything, and finally his eyes fell on a crystal stone and a piece of wood.

The crystal was embedded on an ancient pen, only the size of a longan, round as blood. The bloodline in it was still strong even after countless tens of thousands of years.

Not only that, the sound of the dragon roar came to mind when Chen Xiaoyao touched the blood bead!

That's right, this is exactly what Chen Xiaoyao once expected.

A crystal with a drop of dragon blood hidden!

Not only that, the purity and prosperity of the dragon clan's blood are definitely higher than the real dragon level!
Chapter completed!