"Still, I politely declined."

The empress, who was rejoicing at the hope of her brother's resurrection, suddenly stiffened, and her face was gloomy.

"What did you say?" The empress said calmly, the cold voice was like the 10,000-year-old ice in the abyss, and the mist from the spring pool all condensed into ice slag, falling to the ground in a slump, and even the temperature of the ancient forbidden land dropped a few points.

On the same day, when she met Yang Xuan, who had returned from the flood again and was already a golden immortal, the empress was lucky to travel in the flood world for a period of time. The trip to the wilderness not only greatly broadened his horizons, and he was no longer a frog at the bottom of the well in the heavens and worlds, but also found the hope of resurrecting his brother.

Ignoring the empress's chilling gaze, Yang Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said casually, "I declined." ”

"Why?"

The empress said word by word, but every word rippled with the power of the world, and it seemed that the world could be destroyed with a flip of her hand.

I finally saw the hope of my brother's resurrection, but under Yang Xuan's refusal, it was gone......

"The quasi-Daoist accepted me as a disciple, not because they didn't like the creation I got back then," Yang Xuan glared at the empress and said with a calm expression, "Do you think that several other saints will watch me apostate and become a Buddha?" ”

"That's all?" A cold light flashed in the empress's eyes, and she spoke lightly, as if she was unmoved by Yang Xuan's explanation.

This white-clothed empress, who is ruthless and even more ruthless to herself, although she is also a person with affection, may behave a little when it comes to her brother...... Dementia.

Yang Xuan got up, twisted his neck, met the empress's cold gaze, and smiled faintly, "Besides, I don't want to get involved in the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism." ”

The two of them stood by the fountain like this, looking at each other without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the hall became strange.

"I even dared to refuse the invitation of the saint, it seems that I really underestimated you before."

After a long time, the empress's red lips opened lightly, and her beautiful eyes were sad with melancholy, loss, sorrow and incomprehension.

The gaze is extremely complex, and it is difficult to read the emotions for a while.

Deep down in her heart, the empress actually has some envy and contempt for Yang Xuan, the brother next door who is the same holy body as her brother.

What I envy is that Yang Xuan occasionally got a great creation, and escaped death and went to the flood famine. It was a perfect world, and it was under the door of a quasi-saint...... In addition, you can travel to the heavens and worlds, and learn from other worlds to complement each other's strengths.

What I despise is that although Yang Xuan became an immortal much earlier than her, he still relied more on the creation he got back then, rather than fighting all the way from a mortal body like her, and walked out of a path that belonged to her.

As a result, after so many years, the realm is only a little higher than himself.

However, after knowing that Yang Xuanwan had rejected the sage's invitation today, the empress suddenly looked at him again after calming down.

Although she is the most amazing and glamorous woman in history, she can fight the heavens for hundreds of thousands of years for one person, but she is limited to this broken world.

She had heard of the horror of the Flood Saints for a long time.

For such a supreme powerhouse that her hometown could not bear, she was only shocked and left with awe.

The saint is the Tao, and she is nothing in front of the saint.

But Yang Xuan dared to refuse the "goodwill" invitation made by such an existence, how could she not make her look at Yang Xuan differently.

"Underestimated? Who do you think of me? Yang Xuan sneered in his heart, thought about it again, and then grinned, "Actually, I have to do something when I come back this time, one ......."

"Dao Ancestor gave me something."

"Dao Ancestor? The one from Zixiao Palace? The empress's delicate body shook dramatically, and a burst of astonishment appeared on her peerless face, and her reaction was even more obvious than last time.

Yang Xuan nodded and said lightly, "Exactly." ”

"What's the matter?" The empress asked in surprise, her beautiful eyes full of doubt and a hint of fear. She also knew that the Dao Ancestor of Zixiao Palace had already been in line with the Dao with his body, and he had lost his seven emotions and six desires, and he was the spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven.

Why did such a Harmony Saint notice this ruined world where even the Immortal DìDū had no position?

"The Flood Desolation Saint wants to meet with the Mixed Yuan Realm powerhouse of the Hongmeng Space, and plans to arrange it to a third-party world," Yang Xuan pursed his lips and said indifferently, "So the location is set in this world." ”

"HarmonyOS Space?"

Seeing that the empress was a little ignorant, Yang Xuan explained again, "A multiverse of the heavens and all worlds, the three worlds I asked you to choose last time, the first world is in the Hongmeng space. ”

"There are also Mixed Yuan Realm monks in the Hongmeng Space?" The empress spoke lightly, and her beautiful eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

"There are two of them, after I sent you back last time, I went to travel to a world in Hongmeng Space, and the result was ......," Yang Xuan said a little helplessly, "I was targeted by those two, let me send a letter to the Honghuang Sage for them." ”

"When is the meeting going to take place? Where is the location? The empress asked unceremoniously, her eyes blooming with divine light, incomparably bright, like two blazing stars.

Seeing the eagerness in the empress's eyes, Yang Xuan clasped her hands on her chest, her eyes gradually narrowed, and her thoughts were broken with one word, "You want to ask the saint to make a move and resurrect Ye Feng, right?" ”

"Exactly" the empress nodded slightly, admitting very crisply, and her deep gaze revealed a strong interest.

According to the original trajectory of this world, the empress after a few epochs may become the legendary immortal emperor, and even the people of the heavens call her a rebel who killed the Dao ancestor-level powerhouse in prehistory.

In that extremely powerful and mysterious flood can be ranked among the great powers, and it can also truly stand on the stage of the heavens and all worlds.

But even if he is an immortal emperor, in front of the immortal and immortal, the same as the Great Dao, and the Heavenly Dao, he is still just a big ant, and he can be wiped out with a single thought.

She has no interest in what kind of apostasy and Buddhism dispute, and only thinks about resurrecting her brother.

Since soon, the saint who was originally unattainable and difficult to see his true face will descend into this world, then she must find a way to beg the saint to take action and find the true flower through the long river of time!

For 200,000 years, Ye Feng was the only driving force to support her down, and now that the opportunity has finally come, she naturally wants to fulfill her long-cherished wish at all costs.

"Don't forget, all the saints are ants!"

Yang Xuan, who saw through the empress's thoughts, couldn't help but remind.

"Would you care about an ant's plea?"

"Hmm"

The empress was speechless for a while, but she had to admit that Yang Xuan's words were very reasonable.

Even if she is willing to give the saint as a slave, no one will look down on her.

After pondering for a long time, the empress suddenly smiled, revealing a peerless face that was enough to overwhelm all beings.

"Why don't you try?"

"What?"