In this council, the 500,000 new gods also sent people to participate, and they saw that the Thunder Heavenly Dragon Array was the hope of defeating the Holy Emperor, and Tang Zixi's final decision was that it was possible to abandon it, and even Yun Heng's opposition was useless, so they immediately expressed their attitude generously and awe-inspiringly:

"Miss Tang, Steward Yan, please rest assured, we have long put life and death aside. Lord Fox Fairy is compassionate and compassionate, saved this world, and recreated us with kindness, as long as we can save Lord Fox Fairy, even if we die with the great devil of the Holy Emperor, even if we turn into ashes, we will die as we deserve!"

Tang Zixi sighed and said, "I understand your intention to save Yunhe, but we can't risk everyone's lives. Elder Heng, this way, you can continue to study this formation in the Divine Book Space, anyway, no matter how you practice in this space, you will not be able to summon the Thunder Tribulation. I'm going to go into retreat for a while, and I'll definitely find a way to solve this problem when the time comes. If the security issue can't be solved, then we won't use the Thunder Dragon Array. ”

"Okay!" Yun Heng could only agree.

Yan Shaoqin said to Tang Zixi with a solemn face: "During this time, we have successively had a thousand people break through to the Heavenly Gods, but all of them are only low-level Heavenly Gods, and I am afraid it will take a few months before a middle-level or high-level Heavenly God appears. This Thousand Heavenly Gods will probably be more than enough to deal with the Holy Emperor's ordinary puppets, but against the Holy Emperor, I am afraid that they will be moths to the flames, and even Li Wuyuan, who is turning against us, will not be able to defeat us, not to mention that we don't know what other demon generals there are under the Holy Emperor's command. In short, the situation is not optimistic!"

No matter how many Heavenly Gods there are, it is useless, just one Li Wuyuan is the Realm King God, and one Realm King God can withstand more than 100,000 Heavenly Gods.

It's not that these divine warriors are not talented enough, but that they don't have enough time to slowly experience and grow.

But it's not impossible.

Tang Zixi said to everyone: "The heaven and earth aura of the Divine Book Space has been upgraded with the upgrading of my realm. Now my cultivation has broken through to the ninefold peak of the Heavenly God Realm, and I am only one step away from entering the Realm King God Realm. As long as I can cross this threshold, the aura of heaven and earth here will also be upgraded to the realm of the king of the realm, and then the conditions will be created for the birth of the realm king god monk. ”

Tang Zixi said it easily, but there was only half a day left.

Even if you use a hundred times the time to accelerate, that is about a month, is it possible to break through to the King God of the Realm?

Upgrading and breaking through is not as simple as growing vegetables!

But now, the soldiers can only block it, and the water will cover it.

After briefly ending the discussion of the Fox Immortal Palace, Tang Zixi returned to the Colorful Star Sea to retreat.

At this moment, this sea of colorful stars has expanded to 100,000 square kilometers, and the diameter of each star in the sea of colorful stars has also expanded with the expansion of the sea of colorful stars. Some of the stars have grown to ten zhang in diameter, just like stars, which looks quite spectacular.

Tang Zixi sat in the center of the Colorful Star Sea, his eyes closed, and continued to refine the power of the stars emanating from the Colorful Star Sea.

During this period of time, her compatibility with the Colorful Star Sea has become higher and higher, as if she has become one with this Colorful Star Sea.

Every moment, the picture of Yunhe's tragic death in his previous life would appear in Tang Zixi's mind.

At this moment, Yunhe is in the hands of the Holy Emperor, how the Holy Emperor will treat Yunhe, Tang Zixi dare not imagine......

With Yunhe's injuries, it is estimated that even if the Holy Emperor doesn't make a move, he won't be able to survive now. But the Holy Emperor threatened himself, saying that if he wanted to avenge tens of thousands of years of revenge, he would make Yunhe die ten million times more miserable than in his previous life, and he must not let Yunhe die so easily, otherwise, why would he take the trouble to blacken Li Wuyuan and take Yunhe away again? As long as he made a move, wouldn't everyone be wiped out?

Tang Zixi estimated that in order to make Yunhe suffer more, the Holy Emperor would not only not kill Yunhe immediately, but might also extend Yunhe's life as much as possible, such as alleviating his injuries or something.

But it's hard to say how much the Holy Emperor will slow down and how long it will drag. Tang Zixi was even more afraid that Yunhe would not be able to hold on, or that the Holy Emperor didn't want to wait until he came at all, and had already made a move on Yunhe, so what should he do?

After all, in the previous life, the Holy Emperor didn't even leave Yunmo's body, and in the end, Zixuan couldn't even see the last side of Yunmo.

Even if Yunhe is still alive, he is definitely not doing well now, and he may be tortured every minute.

Whether it is in the previous life or in this life, in the final analysis, it is he who has affected him.

Tang Zixi's heart hurts, and it is more of guilt.

"Yunhe, are you still alive?"

She often wept quietly, and tried her best to keep herself calm, and she kept praying, hoping that her little husband Jiren would wait for her to save him.

With endless thoughts about Yunhe and turning it into motivation, as time passed, Tang Zixi continued to refine the power of the stars emanating from the Colorful Star Sea, and the aura on her body began to rise sharply again.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Zixi's body suddenly "banged" with a crisp sound, and she finally broke through from the Nine Heavenly Gods to the One Realm King God!

She consolidated her realm for a moment and slowly opened her eyes.

After breaking through a great realm, her comprehension has been improved like never before, and even the same supernatural powers can practice more changes.

She sensed that the space of the Divine Book and the sea of colorful stars were expanding again at the same time. At this moment, the sea of colorful stars has stretched for more than a million kilometers, and the maximum diameter of the stars in the sea of colorful stars has also reached 100 zhang.

She can borrow the power of the stars from the sea of colorful stars at will, and transform the power of the stars into any substance or form other than life.

It's just that she is constrained by her current realm, and the shape, size, and duration of the things she transforms with the power of the stars are limited.

This amazing discovery made Tang Zixi very excited!

Dozens of days or so had passed in the Divine Book Space, and Tang Zixi had ended her retreat, this was because her divine mind sensed that the Purple Thunder Divine Ship had arrived at the edge of the Black Soul Star.

It's time for the last battle with the Holy Emperor!

Led by Tang Zixi, a thousand Heavenly Soldier Gods will instantly appear in the Purple Thunder God Ship.

All of these people have broken through to the realm of heavenly gods, except for Tang Zixi, who is the king god of the First Realm, and the three realms of Mo Li, Yan Shaoqin and Yun Heng are the highest, they are all Nine Heavenly Gods.

Yue Feng was also part of this operation.

With Tang Zixi's help, now Yue Feng's cultivation has broken through to the Eightfold Heavenly God, and his realm is considered high among the Heavenly Soldiers and Divine Generals.

As the head of the Danshen Sect, his battle is undeserved. What's more, among the people who were taken hostage this time, there were two people who were very important to him.

One is his grandson Li Wuyuan, and the other is his beloved disciple Zhao Yingyan.

At this moment, Yue Feng could be described as anxious.

Mo Li had already told everyone what had happened, and he said that Li Wuyuan had already surrendered to the Holy Emperor and became the Holy Emperor's Black Soul Messenger, and even Yunhe was taken away by Li Wuyuan.

Yue Feng was a little self-deceived, he didn't want to believe this fact. He felt that it must be the Holy Emperor who saw that Li Wuyuan had a soul and no heart, so he took the opportunity to bewitch Li Wuyuan's mind.

That child has no memory, like a blank piece of paper, and is the most easily deceived by others!

And although the child was a little naughty before he was injured, and sometimes he liked to talk about it, he was a kind-hearted, gentle and caring person, and it was absolutely impossible to do this kind of deception and destruction of his ancestors.

It may be that it was only the Holy Emperor who influenced his mind that made him disown his relatives and turn against everyone. This is the best result that Yue Feng has guessed. The most terrifying thing is that Li Wuyuan may have been refined into a puppet by the Holy Emperor......

Mo Li had already prepared for the worst, and Yue Feng didn't dare to imagine this outcome. Yue Feng always prayed, that kid had never done a bad thing before, and the heavens should not treat him like this.

When they saw the blackened Li Wuyuan at that time, Tang Zixi and Mo Li's realms were too low, and Li Wuyuan was a high realm king god, they couldn't see through Li Wuyuan's depth at all, how could they judge whether Li Wuyuan was still a living person or a puppet just by his appearance?

The Purple Thunder God Ship soon sailed into the outer space of the Black Soul Star.

The corners of Luqin's mouth, who was standing on the city wall and looking out, raised the corners of his mouth, and a sinister smile was faintly aroused, and he said to himself: "Zixuan, the Holy Emperor has been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years, and now we have finally officially met." ”

The figure of the green qin instantly appeared in front of the inner hall of the Holy Emperor's retreat.

"Holy Emperor, Zi Xuan is here. "Lu Qin bowed to the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor, who was refining the Ninefold Divine Temple, slowly opened his red eyes.

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

In the past day, he had tried everything he could, but he still couldn't refine the Ninefold Temple.

He didn't understand why the Ninefold Temple would reject him.

Obviously, his realm and talent are much higher than Tang Zixi and Yunhe, if he becomes its master, it can achieve greater achievements, and there is no need to hesitate to choose himself.

However, refusing now does not mean saying no later.

After all, this ninefold temple is a holy ancestor artifact, and the instrument spirit in it is a living soul that has lived longer than itself, with high wisdom and spirituality, perhaps it is not long after the relationship between the Lord has been asserted, and the spirit of the instrument has the old master in mind, and it is the old enemy of its former master, so it has resistance to itself.

As long as the machine spirit is given some time, it will slowly forget about Yunhe and accept itself calmly.

With this in mind, the Holy Emperor was no longer in a hurry.

He glanced at Zhao Yingyan's mansion gloomily, as if he had insight into something, and there seemed to be a trace of surprise in his eyes, but he seemed to be in a good mood, pretending to be nothing, and smiled: "Since everyone is together, let's serve the food!"

The Holy Emperor used the voice to transmit through the air again, and said to Li Wuyuan, who was doing nothing and casually circling in the Black Soul Star: "Wuyuan, you help me go and greet the enemy first. ”

Li Wuyuan had already been flustered, but after receiving the Holy Emperor's order, he immediately perked up and said with high morale: "Okay, Holy Emperor!

With a few sharp teleportations, the figure quickly crossed the sky like a meteor, and Li Wuyuan had already appeared majestically in front of the Purple Thunder God Ship.

He was flying in the air, dressed in purple like the spirit feathers of an immortal, but he looked like a fairy, his beautiful face like a crown of jade condensed with an evil aura, the black streamer lines in the center of his eyebrows made him look a little eerie and terrifying, and a pair of blood-red eyes burst with cold killing intent.