The seven great god generals, all of them are the top powerhouses among the holy monarchs, they have followed Ningjiang to conquer the heavens and the earth, swept the worlds, and the seven of them joined forces, which is enough to compete with the ordinary supreme, and after controlling the Ten Thousand Stars Flying Immortal Banner, they can kill the supreme.

However, in front of Luo Lingxian, they seemed so powerless, no matter how strong they were, they couldn't help this amazing woman at all.

One flower and one world, this kind of Dao is too terrifying, even the Ten Thousand Stars Flying Immortal Banner can't be suppressed, and cracks appear on it.

In the end, one by one, the gods and generals could only die one after another, just to fight for Bai Qingqiu's chance to escape.

"Luo Lingxian!"

Ning Jiang slowly read these three words.

Once upon a time, this was his closest disciple, once upon a time, he changed his life for this disciple against the sky, and once upon a time, he regarded this disciple as his own and taught him everything.

But now, the disciples he cultivated single-handedly waved the butcher's knife at the gods under his command.

This scene made his heart tremble.

How sad is it that the loyal generals who followed him from birth to death were not killed at the hands of the enemy, but were killed by the people he trusted the most.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could Ning Jiang dare to believe such a thing?

His heart was burning, his blood was roaring, he was almost gritting his teeth, his anger was like he was going back to 100,000 years ago.

He breathed deeply, trying to calm his heart.

But no matter what he did, his heart could not be calm.

His eyes twitched, and he continued to look.

Bai Qingqiu escaped with the Ten Thousand Stars Flying Immortal Banner, he did not return to the White Fox Clan, but hid deeply.

He was incognito, looking for all traces of Ningjiang in all parts of the world.

One year, three years, ten years, one hundred years......

A hundred years have passed, he has never found Ningjiang, but he has not given up, he firmly believes that the emperor must be somewhere in the world, and he firmly believes that the emperor will definitely come back.

Three hundred years later, he suddenly heard news.

The three great sages of the Weasel Clan led a large army and entered the White Fox Clan, and the huge White Fox Clan turned into a land of continuous war in just a few days.

For the first time, Bai Qingqiu returned to the vicinity of the White Fox Clan, watching the White Fox Clan retreat one after another, but he was like a bystander, silently watching everything, and from beginning to end, he did not help the White Fox Clan.

Even if the White Fox Clan was slaughtered by the Weasel Clan, a large number of clansmen died, and the blood stained the earth red, countless clansmen prayed to the heavens, hoping that he could return, he held back.

He knew that he had a heavy responsibility on his body, and his life was bought by the other gods desperately, and he must not expose his whereabouts until he found the emperor.

In the end, he left the White Fox Clan, even if his heart was scarred and riddled with holes, he chose to bear it alone.

Time flies, five hundred years, one thousand years, three thousand years!

On this day, there was a shocking vision in the entire world, in the void, the sky was falling, ten thousand roared, and countless crystal petals fell from the sky, enveloping the entire world.

An invincible coercion permeates the entire world, as strong as the Supreme, and they are all terrifying.

At this moment, Bai Qingqiu's body trembled, and the hatred in his eyes was monstrous, he knew that Luo Lingxian had broken through and stepped into the emperor realm!

This terrible woman has become a generation of empresses!

In the years that followed, Bai Qingqiu became more and more careful in his concealment, and he gathered all his cultivation and silently searched for it in the world.

Ten thousand years have passed.

Bai Qingqiu was no longer young, some silver-gray appeared in his hair, and some wrinkles appeared on his originally handsome cheeks.

The king of the Tianwu Realm has a lifespan of 10,000 years, and the sage has a lifespan of 30,000 years.

Twenty thousand years have passed.

On Bai Qingqiu's body, some twilight appeared, and his hair was completely white.

For 20,000 years, he has been searching unremittingly, stepping on all parts of the world, entering one secret realm after another, and even some hidden small worlds, he has gone one by one. However, Ningjiang seemed to have completely disappeared, and there were no clues at all.

And during this period of time, the name of Fairy Empress Ling was powerful for eternity, and her name was like the sun and moon in the sky, and the glory was endless.

The world will call her the first empress in ancient and modern times, the grace of the generations, the eternal beauty, as for the name of the emperor, has long been with the passage of time, a little dim.

In the world, not many people know that Fairy Empress Ling was once a disciple of the emperor.

Even if there is an insider, no one dares to say it.

Time is merciless, and everything is vicissitudes.

Thirty thousand years have passed.

Bai Qingqiu completely turned into an old man, his white hair was pale, his face was full of wrinkles, and his originally upright posture was stiffened, he knew that his life was approaching, and there were not many years to live.

In the past 30,000 years, he has not found the emperor after all, and he has not been able to fulfill the last wishes of the gods before they die.

this day.

He returned to the White Fox Clan, to the peach tree he once was.

Thirty thousand years have passed, and the peach tree has died, and there is a lonely one on the branches, obviously in the warm spring, but there is no peach blossom on it.

And the White Fox Clan has long since lost its former glory.

In the past 30,000 years, he watched the White Fox Clan plummet, and was even bullied into the ancestral land by the Weasel Clan, several times, he couldn't help but want to make a move, but he still endured it.

Because he knows that there is a peerless empress who is already invincible in the heavens and the earth, and has been waiting for him to appear!

Now, he doesn't need to hide anymore.

"Boom!"

A monstrous aura rushed up from him.

In the last days of his life, he was going to challenge this man!

As he unabashedly released his breath, in the void, the light and rain were filled, and one by one the divine flowers fell down, ten thousand wails, bursts of fairy music, and a peerless figure came from the void.

"Fairy Empress Ling!"

Bai Qingqiu roared angrily, his rickety figure became extremely upright, at this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth, with great spirit and majestic blood.

"Kill. ”

There was no need for too many words, between him and Fairy Empress Ling, there was only an irresolvable hatred, and with one move, it shattered the void for thousands of miles, and the grass and trees on the surrounding land were sometimes withered, sometimes vibrant.

In one thought, grasp life and death, this is the way of life and death, this is the power of the Supreme!

In the last moments, he successfully stepped into the realm of the Supreme.

"If you had cultivated 30,000 years ago, I might have been injured by your hands. ”

Fairy Empress Ling spoke softly.

She was obviously standing in front of Bai Qingqiu, and she didn't move, but when Bai Qingqiu's attack broke out, in front of Ling Fairy Emperor, a heavy space was born, and Bai Qingqiu's attack destroyed a lot of space, but she never got close to Ling Fairy Emperor.

Ten thousand laws do not touch the body.

It's right in front of you, it's far away!

"Bai Qingqiu, you have been looking for your master for 30,000 years, you are already old, go and rest. ”

Fairy Empress Ling's voice fell, as she said.

Everything calmed down, Bai Qingqiu seemed to be drained of his spirit all of a sudden, and the whole person no longer had any strength, he was like an old man who was about to die, sitting on the ground, and there was no way to go.

(End of chapter)