Above the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, the clouds and mist were shrouded.

In Zhuxian Tai, a faint blue figure hung on it, and the plain white arm was bound by a thumb-thick fairy rope, leaving a dazzling bright red strangulation mark. The waterfall-like black hair hung down, covering the picturesque beauty, leaving only a touch of red lips, and a trace of blood oozing from the spilled lips of the chapped lip flap.

"The fairy of the Star Palace, who violated the rules of heaven, was bewitched by the nine-tailed Xuanhu, stole his destiny, changed his life, caused chaos in the heavenly realm, and made a big mistake. On the orders of the Emperor of Heaven, he punished Sendai to strip off the immortal grid, send him to the underworld for reincarnation, and be reduced to a mortal, and he will not be allowed to enter the heavenly realm again for eternity and eternity......"

In front of Zhuxian Terrace, the law enforcement immortal envoy read the emperor's decree with an expressionless face, and in the audience, all the immortals had different expressions, some were pitiful, some were indifferent, but more were puzzled.

The fairy of the Star Palace, the youngest daughter of the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Mother, such a well-behaved, obedient and dazzling fairy, how could she commit such a crime against the sky for the sake of a demon?

"Xingyao, do you know what's wrong?" On the throne, the Emperor of Heaven stared at the faint blue figure and asked coldly.

"What is Xingyao's crime?" The arms bound by the immortal rope were still aching faintly, and the face that was originally slightly drooping under the ink thread finally slowly lifted up, revealing a calm face with picturesque eyebrows, and the starry eyes were full of determination.

"Son!" There was a hint of anger on his majestic and indifferent face, and the Heavenly Emperor shouted in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel, and then finally sighed secretly and said decisively: "Execute quickly!" ”

Then, the originally cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the pressure in the air had reached the point where it was difficult to breathe, as if reflecting the thunderous anger of the Emperor of Heaven at this time.

Thunder exploded one after another, like sharp blades, to cut the blue figure on the Zhuxian Platform into pieces.

The pain of the bone erosion followed, even the body of an immortal could not bear the Ling Chi of the Nine Heavens Divine Sky, and his clothes were torn apart by the lightning strike, leaving behind a piece of skin that was already bloody and blurry.

Xingyao bit her lip and endured all this.

The seventy-seven forty-nine heavenly thunders lasted for seven days, and after seven days, the faint blue figure could no longer be seen clearly on the Zhuxian platform, leaving only a mass of bloody people whose faces were difficult to distinguish.

But he didn't want to, the bloody man still retained a trace of consciousness, and a weak syllable spat out slightly from his scabbed lips, as if calling a name.

"Genya ......"