"Sixth, go ahead, light up the sky lantern and enter the world of the sky lantern. "You're the first in the world. Wang Taishi said to Xiao Wuyou.

"Pray that the Lord will light the lamp and be the best in the world. The people of Yanxiao Mansion all knelt down on one knee and said excitedly.

Everyone in Yanxiao Mansion wants to see Xiao Wuyou light up the sky lantern and achieve the best in the world. They are happy to be a part of the Flame Mansion and can follow Xiao Wuwu to fight wars all over the world. As for coveting the sky.

The entire Nine Emperor Mountain, because of the appearance of the Blood Prison Palace, became extremely heavy and depressing.

There is no doubt that a group of monks in Yanxiao Mansion are even more majestic and mighty. Although Yan Xiao's official residence had been tempered for thousands of years, it was much stronger than it was at the beginning, but compared to the Blood Prison Palace, which had stood in the middle of the earth for nearly a million years, the gap was too great.

Three hundred gray-robed emissaries are three hundred Dao Ajiao emperors. The power exposed to this bright face alone was enough to shatter all the power of Middle-earth. What's more, this time, it was not only the gray-robed emissary, but also the most powerful emissary in Middle-earth, the Blood Demon Emperor.

In the face of such a lineup, let alone seizing the sky lantern, it is necessary to escape. Luckily, there were a few hundred people in the Yanxiao Mansion who were able to escape one or two. What's more, their son Shaw is carefree. At this time, he was still in a state of serious injury. It's harder to escape.

Looking at the people approaching in the Blood Prison Palace, although Xiao Wuyou's expression was dignified, it was not to the point of despair. He looked at Bai Pingting and Taishi, both of them nodded at the same time, and a jade treasure was crushed by them.

At the same time, it was not only Bai Pingting and others who crushed the jade slip, but also Ji Pengfei, Changsun Chenghong and others who also crushed the tokens in their hands.

The souvenirs are almost broken. Each circle of light appears above the sky. These numbers come from the sky. Among them, there is thunder.

"Blood ghost, you can't touch the sky lantern of the Blood Hell!"

These characters, Xiong Hui's breath, are not the gray-robed envoys of the Blood Hell Palace at all. At the foot of the Imperial Mountain, the monks who were looking from afar cried when they saw these statues.

"That's the master of the Four Emperors' Palace?!!

"The master of the Buddha Puppet Mountain, Yuan Zhen is here!"

"Lord of the Burning Heavens, Emperor of the Burning Heavens!"

"Oh my God, the landlord, the Guanghan fairy!"

"Master of Wuji Temple, there is no White Emperor!"

"The absolute kingdom of heaven, the absolute gold!"

"Oh my God, thirteen or four of the fifteen giant twin demons. All of Middle-earth's top powers will come together. ”

Today, I have not only seen the birth of Emperor Zhu, but also all the powerful countries in the world. Will it really change

The minds and spirits of all the monks were shocked by these figures. Today, it is rare to see a battle between Little Wuyou and the devil. Surprisingly, this is not the height of this imperial tour. The experts of the two demons and the fifteen giants almost all came. An even bigger storm will touch the Nine Emperor Mountain instant messaging.

"Haha, old friends are here. This time, the empire was really busy. Seeing the appearance of the fifteen giants, the Blood Ghost Emperor did not show any surprise, but narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

"Blood ghost, don't pretend to be calm. We already know that your killing in eight districts is just a deception. Your goal, from beginning to end, is the Sky Lantern and the Fortress of the Nine Gods. It's not just the people in your Blood Prison Palace who want to crack it, "The Burning Emperor, the City Lord of the Burning Heavenly City, is a grumpy middle-aged man. He shouted as he pointed at the bloody Ghost King.

"Blood Devil, we have formed an alliance called the Bloodkilling Alliance. Today, not only will you not get the sky lantern, but there is no one in your Blood Prison Palace who wants to leave. Huang Chiyang, the master of the Four Emperors Palace, also said in a sharp voice.

For thousands of years, the Palace of Blood Hell has been slain in eight regions, stirring up all of Middle-earth. It appears that it intends to occupy these eight areas. In these thousands of years, it destroyed three more holy places, but the remaining twelve giants have gained more than 100,000 years of human essence. Can't you guess the purpose of the Blood Ghost Emperor? While resisting, they all secretly gathered for today's Qingming Festival, gathered the power of the twelve giants, and killed the Blood Prison Palace in the imperial territory.

The Blood Hell Palace is indeed very powerful. Of all the holy places where God dwells, there is no power that can be compared. But when the Twelve put aside their prejudices, put aside their resentments, and formed an alliance, the combined forces, even if the Blood Hell Palace was twice as powerful, would not help. The killing of the Blood Hell Palace over the years has reached the point where the gods are angry and must be eliminated.

All of a sudden, the situation was completely tilted on the side of the Bloodkiller Alliance. The Blood Hell Palace thought it was a smart move.

It's a gray world, with no sun, moon, and stars, no moving stars. The bones of the earth are like a sea of bones. Here, there is silence, like a kingdom of the dead.

Xiao Wuyou stood in this strange world, looking at the vast sea of bones, and the waves in his heart rolled like huge waves.

He still clearly remembered that the dagger in Gui Guxiao's hand fell to his chest all of a sudden, and he didn't feel any pain at all. In the next moment, he appears in a world of cold and fear.

"This... This is... Where?" Little Wuyou said, writhing at the corners of his mouth.

"Here, it's a festival... It should be said that this is your home, my home. A familiar voice came from Xiao Wuyou's back. Xiao Wuyou suddenly turned his head. Standing there was Gu Guxiao.

"Ghost Bone Smile......" Little Wuyou's eyes cracked coldly. He suddenly held out his hand. His arm grabbed Gu Guxiao's throat at once. Although he only had less than half of his divine power left, dealing with Gui Gu Xiao, who had just been in the Dao Emperor Realm, was no different from dealing with a mole.

"Where the hell is this? If you dare to lie, I promise to make your life worse than death. ”

The sky lantern, but an artifact within an artifact, can create a magical vessel that can be watched by the emperor for thousands of years. Here, Xiao Wuyou can't feel the power of heaven and earth at all. The oppressive air and trembling silence made him not want to stay for a moment. Such a place is not a closed boundary of the sky lantern, no, return to Gu Xiao.

"Old... The life of an old slave ... It is the life of the Great Emperor ... The Great Emperor wanted to accept it, just a famous quote ......" Gu Guxiao said with a smile, not a little scared in his eyes.

Xiao Wuyou thought about how to beg for mercy, how scared, and unwilling Gu Guxiao fell into his hands several times, but he never thought about it. That's it. His heart was very disturbed. This environment even drove him into madness. He has a bloodthirsty impulse, which makes him want to destroy everything. This impulse, like I used to recognize. The last time I came, I thought Xiao Ji had died in the Shura Sword Sect.

He couldn't wait for Gu Guxiao's explanation. His uninhibited divinity rushed into the ocean of ancient knowledge, and it was a direct reflection. If he wanted to know the answer at the first time, he couldn't stand Gu Guxiao's face and slow words.

As usual, Xiao Wuyou would stop immediately, because he knew that Gu Guxiao was imprisoned in the ocean of knowledge and couldn't let him find his soul, but he was in a state of madness, and he was desperate for anything else. In strange things, there was no limit in Gu Guxiao's ocean of knowledge, and Gu Xiao himself had no resistance, so he let go of his mind and let Xiao take a look, leaving nothing behind.

Prosperity!!

All the information flowed into Xiao Wuyou's ocean of knowledge. When the information appeared, it was like he was struck by lightning and could not control himself. His hand had already let go of the dying ghost Gu Xiao. At this time, no one cared about the death of Ghost Gu Xiao. Because he knew the truth, he was so shocked that he even forgot what fear was.