Although Ouyang Lang couldn't make a move.

However, on the side of the cultivation world, there were also the Stone Man Ancient Saints who were close to the limit of the Saint King, as well as the injured Thunder Saint Beast, the Golden Crow Ancient Saint and others.

In addition, Jin Chen and the others joined forces to urge the Eye of the Sealed Heaven, and even the Peak Great Sage could suppress it.

In the case that the two Heavenly Saint Soldiers had already been destroyed, the Eye of Heaven was the strongest Saint Soldier in the cultivation world, pushing everything sideways.

The Ancient Saint of the Eastern Wilderness quickly fled to various places.

Some were forced to blow themselves up on the spot, while others dived underground and hid as deep as possible.

Most of the thousands of Nirvana powers that followed were broken by each one.

Only a few escaped to the depths of the sea, hiding their figures.

Chaos Mist Courtyard, by the River Styx.

"It cost a lot, but in the end it was held. ”

Qingxi looked at everything that happened in the clairvoyant mirror and let out a sigh of relief.

Before leaving, he was fully prepared.

even left the magic box by Muyue's side.

As for the paper clone of the Taoist master, because it was sealed in the magic box, it was impossible to detect the place where the magic box was.

Until the moment before he was released, the Dao Lord clone thought that he had followed Qingxi to the Abyss Hidden Capital.

In fact.

Qingxi, who has the combat power of the Heavenly Sage, does not need the paper clone of the Dao Lord at all, and it is a better choice to leave it in the cultivation world to deal with the crisis.

As for the top-level killing array of the Twelve Holy Cities, he had already laid it out.

It's just that I didn't expect that the ancestor Ouyang Lang would be so brave and desperately block the Thousand Fallen Great Sage and the Heavenly Killing Holy Pen.

Although Ouyang Lang's cultivation fell.

But this time, it was the cultivation world that benefited the most.

The fall of two top great sages, dozens of holy realms, and thousands of nirvana powers has brought a large number of world origins to the cultivation world.

After this time.

Ouyang Lang, Mu Chen, Mu Yue, Little King Kong Ape, Jin Chen and other people who contribute more will inevitably be able to get a lot of merits.

It will not be a problem to restore cultivation.

Moreover, with the children of luck such as the little Vajra Ape and Linfeng, they can quickly find the "Outer Heaven Demons" hiding in various parts of the cultivation world.

There is still a lot of finishing work to be done in the coming period.

However, there are many powerhouses in the cultivation world, and it is only a matter of time before the "Heavenly Demons" are eliminated.

"Ru Bu has sent down the killing array and many back-up hands to help sentient beings resist calamities, and will be rewarded with 10,000 merits!"

The mechanical and indifferent voice of the cultivation world sounded in Qingxi's mind.

He put away the clairvoyant mirror, a smile on his face.

For him at this stage, 10,000 merits is not a lot, but it is not a lot.

Killing two snipers of the Great Sage Realm can transform 80,000 merits, plus the usual accumulation, and now 10,000, his total merits will exceed 100,000.

It is still half of the 200,000 needed to advance to the Heavenly Saint.

The harvest of this trip is huge.

The affairs of the cultivation world came to an end for the time being, and Qingxi was able to relax.

He picked up his fishing rod again.

Sit by the River Styx and fish the worlds.

After a while, more than a dozen ancestral beasts were caught, all sealed in the transparent space fish tank, and they were allowed to fight in it.

Compared to Qingxi, the sentient beings of the Immortal Emperor had already fished dozens of ancestral level evil beasts and made up a big cauldron.

"Although there are countless worlds in the River Styx, it can't withstand daily fishing, right?" Qingxi asked curiously, putting away his fishing rod.

"The River Styx is bigger than you think, and the 'ten thousand' in the heavens and worlds is only an imaginary number. ”

"I don't even know how many small worlds there are. ”

"100,000, hundreds of thousands, or millions?"

The Immortal Emperor shook his head, "No one can say for sure, it's far more than that. ”

He thought for a moment and added, "Each small world of the River Styx is divided into many continents, and there are many hidden Nirvana realms among them. ”

"I used to calculate that as long as I caught no more than three hundred per day, there would be no turmoil. ”

"After the show, it's time to get ready for dinner. ”

The Emperor of the Underworld grabbed a fish-like ancestral beast that was a foot long, threw it the chopping board, and dealt with it with his hands.

Soon after.

A dish of sweet and sour fish is ready.

The Immortal Emperor continued to work and made a dozen evil beasts into dishes.

Qingxi tasted it and found that the three-thousand-zhang devouring fish with its body was condensed to a foot long, and every small bite it ate was equivalent to eating a mountain of fish meat.

If it were an ordinary Nirvana realm, it would have been strung to death a long time ago.

But for a great saint like them, it is just right.

"It's time to eat. ”

The Immortal Emperor shouted at the others.

The little werewolf, Zhenyuan Gusheng and the others stopped their work, sat around the table with Qingxi, and ate the food.

But Qingxi swiped his hand in front of their eyes, but the other party did not react, and still did not see him.

"They can't see you. ”

The Emperor of the Dead added, eating vegetables by himself.

Qingxi found that only the Zhen Yuan Gu Sage and others of the Yuan Shen, after eating the evil beast dishes of the Emperor of the Underworld, the body of the Yuan Shen was able to absorb the power in it and realize the growth of the soul.

For the Zhenyuan Ancient Saint, the Heavenly Saint, the improvement brought by the evil beast was too small and could almost be ignored.

But Yi Tong, Qingfeng, Mingyue, and Little Werewolf, who were originally ordinary souls, are transforming into lilac.

It won't take long to be able to advance to the Purple Gold Divine Soul.

"Do these dishes still have this effect?"

Qingxi was amazed.

"Everything here contains the origin of the world, and the longer you stay, the better it will improve your soul. ”

"When they resurrect the roots of the ginseng fruit tree, the soul level should also be able to rise to the purple gold god soul level. ”

"But if you want to break through to the Golden Holy Soul, there is very little hope. ”

The Emperor of the Underworld ate an entire beast with a thousand-foot-long body, burped, and sat on the chaise longue with a slight squint.

Qingxi's eyes flashed, and he asked, "In the hidden capital, why are there 'snipers' who specialize in attacking the Golden Holy Soul?"

"This ...... Is that what the seniors mean?"

Speaking of this, Qingxi's mind sank.

"That's just set up by the little ghosts in the hidden capital themselves, and it has nothing to do with the old man. ”

"After being crowned emperor, the old man never cared about the affairs of the hidden capital again, whether they were alive or dead, I didn't bother to ask. ”

"The reason why those imps killed the Golden Holy Soul was just to prevent the birth of a quasi-emperor elsewhere. ”

The Emperor of the Underworld took a pu kui fan, fanned the wind leisurely, and said.

Qingxi's heart was relieved and understood the reason.

The quasi-emperor is the holy who breaks through the limit of combat power.

And it is not enough to have a strong physique, but also to strengthen the soul.

Now after listening to the explanation of the Emperor of the Underworld, Qingxi concluded that if he wanted to become a quasi-emperor, he would meet at least three requirements at the same time.

First, the physical body is extremely powerful, reaching the limit of the most holy.

Second, with the Golden Holy Soul, the soul power reaches the limit of the most holy.

Third, master powerful combat methods, such as owning the "Guiyuan Ancient Scripture", or the legendary world-class mastery similar to "The Sword of the Hidden Emperor".

At least meet the above three points at the same time, so that you can be called a real quasi-emperor.

In the secluded capital, it is not that there is no golden holy soul.

However.

They are either one lacking two, or two lacking one, they are considered top figures in the Holy Realm, but they are far from breaking through the limit, and they are not quasi-emperors.

After a meal.

The soul level of Qingfeng and his party has increased tremendously.

They continue to nurture the roots.

And this time, Qingxi began to watch.