"The Emperor?"

Fan Qi gritted his teeth, his face was covered with scars, blood and tears flowed, and he couldn't tell whether it was flesh and blood or tears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's terrifying.

Miserable and desolate.

Boom.

The Brahma Qi jumped forward, but fell to the ground, and the transcendent level of his body rubbed against the ground outside the city gate, outlining a trail of blood.

Bang bang.

The Brahma climbed forward again.

In the Ink Universe, the aftermath of the Realm Lord's power had crushed him to serious injuries and his body shattered.

Star power collapses and escapes!

The lower body has been shattered!

Bang bang bang.

Brahma crawled forward frantically, like a terrifying ghost at the bottom of the abyss, with a vague, meaningless roar coming out of his throat.

Beyond the gates –

The surging cultivators are all dead and silent!

Freeze!

Stiff thinking!

A strange silence before the sky collapsed and when the starry sky collapsed enveloped the audience and penetrated into the hearts of all cultivators!

"He, what is he doing?"

"He's crawling to the Drum Pavilion! Complaining about grievances and grievances, Drum Pavilion, Standing here for a year and never ringing!!"

Many cultivators were shocked.

Since its establishment, the Drum Pavilion has never sounded, and today here is about to usher in the first sound!

Big Shake!

Big event!

"Ahem. Fan Qi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a black halo appeared in the focal point of his vision, as if he was about to fall into a dark world.

"Huh. ”

"My leg hurts. It hurts so much. It really hurts. ”

Fan Qi crawled little by little, not realizing at all that his lower body had already been completely shattered.

"It hurts. ”

Fan Qi moaned unconsciously, and a smile was drawn on his tragic face: "However, no matter how much it hurts, it can't compare to heartache." ”

"Father, mother, sister, Moses, my fellow citizens. "Brahman's left elbow hit the ground and rubbed on the ground, supporting the broken body forward.

Star power, collapse.

Body, weakness.

But somehow, there is an inexplicable force supporting him.

In a trance-

Fanqi seems to have returned to his youth, in the dilapidated gray underground cave, that graceful and warm thin back.

"Sister. ”

Fanqi seemed to open his mouth, but he couldn't shout words.

The back was still busy, with its back to him.

"Sister, turn around, Xiaoqi is here. "The vision of Sanskrit began to blur.

"Ahem. ”

"Sister, please, please, turn around and look at Xiaoqi, even if it is a glance. Fanqi's vision sank into darkness: "Even if it's just a glance—"

"Take a look!"

"Ahhhh

The vision of the Sanskrit chess shook violently! The body spasmed! The star power gradually collapsed!

Nope-

No, you can't—

Hold on!

Brahma let out a terrible roar from the depths of his soul and the depths of his soul, and then suddenly sped up his speed!

Climb to hope!

Rush to the light!

The loft glows with pure white light, only a few hundred meters away, but it seems like an endless road.

100 meters.

Forty meters.

The last five meters.

Buzz!

Directly behind the body of the Fanqi Chess, the starting point of the blurred bloodstained traces - the space circle, open the teleportation!

A black hole domain of celestial bodies covered with ink-colored armor all over the body, appearing from within the magic circle!

"Damn it!"

The strong man of the Moxuan clan roared and grabbed it with one hand!

The spear glowing with endless violent thunder condensed from the palm of his hand and galloped behind Fanqi.

"What?"

"Oh my God!"

The eyes of many cultivators were instantly glazed, and the sudden changes made their hearts tremble, and they completely froze in place, unable to move at all!

Something is wrong!

In front of the Drum Pavilion for Grievance Resolution, there were miserable young men crawling out of the circle, and there were celestial black hole domains chasing and killing from the circle!

What the hell is going on!

"Damn it!"

The strong man of the Moxuan tribe is sad and angry, and he sees death as home.

After a brief discussion in the Ink Universe, their Ink Clan only had one last chance left, to kill the human Brahma before the drum was beaten!

Otherwise-

Their Mo Xuan clan, even if they have an Immortal Ancestor, will definitely be punished heavily, and even suffer heavy casualties!

Their Molu clan, even if they are preferential races and enjoy all kinds of privileges, they must be punished by law, it is inevitable!

At this juncture-

There must be a strong man of the celestial class, through the space magic circle, rush to the gate of Longyi Giant City, and carry out a lore blow!

And he, after the lore, must immediately blow himself up!

Leave no trace!

Also give the Ink Clan in the Ink Universe time to prepare for the transfer!

"For the sake of the Moxuan clan, die!" The eyes of the strong man of the Molu clan contained fierce and brutal eyes, and the thunder spear roared, about to pierce the back of the Fanqi!

After piercing, blow it up!

In a split second.

"Sister. ”

In the dark, Fanqi also sensed the last moment.

"Sister. ”

Brahma made a lifetime of desperate, hopeful, mournful moaning.

It's not wailing.

It's not a roar.

He has long since lost his power.

In an instant, gathering all the tiny forces that squeezed the body, flesh and blood, heart, will, and soul, Fanqi leaped forward-

With his own body and head, he knocked on the grievances and grievances!

Bump!

Bump into it!

Crash out with an echo and shine on despair!

Time and space seem to freeze in time.

With the thunderous spear piercing into the back of Fan Qi, the flesh and blood splattered, and the body trembled slightly—Fan Qi's head also spared no effort to crash into the attic glowing with pure white brilliance, like a behemoth bell.

Time and space are completely stagnant.

Boom.

A mighty, fiery and majestic sound, it seems that the sound, the energy, permeates the infinity!

The Drum Pavilion for the Grievance and Grievance Settlement sounded for the first time since its establishment.

Shake the world.

Rock breaker.

The sound waves, which contain pure white immortal power, swept in all directions, resounded in the heavens and the earth, and spread endlessly.

Instantaneous—

All the immortals in the council palace have heard and sensed it!

Their immortal bodies trembled!

The drum pavilion of grievances and grievances has sounded!

"Hmm. ”

Fang Cheng, who was sitting on the main seat, raised his eyes, suddenly looked into the distance, and then his eyes suddenly shone with pure white brilliance!

"Huh?"

Fang Cheng stood up with a bang and stepped forward!

Rumble!

Thunder rage is like a hurricane roaring in the starry sky!

Click!

The fierce killing intent condensed into a pure white light!

"Stop the drums! it should be a capital crime!" Fang Cheng indifferently announced the sentence, stepped forward again, and drove to the gate of Longyi Giant City!

Left hand out!

Haohao's pure white is endless, suppressing the firmament and solidifying!

With surging anger, Fang Cheng pinched the Celestial Black Hole Domain cultivator of the Moxuan Clan with his left hand, and then smiled coldly:

"The Ink Clan?"

The strong man of the Molu clan who was covered in ink-colored armor had round eyes and a drastic change in his face!

He was about to speak—

Bang!

Haolie's giant palms clenched!

Pinch and explode the strong people of the Moxuan clan!

Not a chance to leave him a last word at all!

With a crackling sound, the huge domain can collapse in the palm of your hand, and outside the city gate, there is a dead silence!

Under the pure white light, any cultivator is stagnant!

Whether it is light or particles, they are all suspended, like a picture that is suspended and frozen. Among them, it naturally also includes the Brahma chess with round eyes and the breath of life constantly disappearing!

"Fuyun!"

Fang Cheng let out a low snort.

"Subordinates are here!" Fuyun Immortal flickered from the palace in an instant, and his right hand took on a strange form, pointing at Fanqi:

"Wind healing!"

A faint blue immortal power secret method, like a breeze blowing, surrounded the shattered body of Fanqi, and quickly repaired.

Fang Cheng put his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes: "How is it?"

Fu Yun said softly: "Chief Emperor, the secret method of healing the wind under it, even if it is dying, it will definitely turn around, and there will be no problems." ”

"Good. ”

Fang Cheng bowed his head and stood in front of the Sanskrit chess.

——

Outside the city gates.

All the cultivators' faces were sluggish, completely solidified, and under the pure white immortal power, neither the realm lord nor the celestial body could move.

"Yes, it's Mr. Fang!"

"The young man in white is the chief emperor! The drum pavilion for the redress of grievances and grievances has sounded!" The hearts of the cultivators were stirring.

Grievances and grievances are in front of the Drum Pavilion.

The tattered body of the Fan Qi was paralyzed on the ground, his injuries continued to heal, his lower body continued to grow, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Yes, it's warm. ”

"It seems to be a padded jacket woven by my sister. Wrong. Fan Qi groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

After a whirlwind of the world, Fanqi saw -

The attic standing on the side glows with pure white light. Next to the attic, in front of him, stood a young man in white.

The young man in white smiled gently: "What grievances do you have?" ”

Between heaven and earth.

Under the firmament.

It seemed that only the young man in white was left in front of him, and his eyes were pitch black and vast, as if they contained the starry sky of the universe, brilliant and bright.

Fan Qi was stunned and said, "You, are you the chief emperor?"

Fang Cheng said warmly: "I am the chief emperor. ”

"Ahem. ”

Fan Qi coughed violently, and then urged the star power in his body that was gradually recovering, condensed a message, and transmitted Fang Cheng.

He didn't know what to say.

The bleak despair of endless years is no longer something that can be expressed in words.

"The Commander. ”

Fanqi whispered, tears flowing uncontrollably.

The emotions that had been suppressed for more than 20 years were like a flood of the embankment, rolling the torrent and tsunami, washing through his heart.

"Help us. ”

"Please, help us. Brahma trembled and trembled, and blood flowed on his face, revealing a resolute countenance.

All the scars on the face, disappeared without a trace.

The other side –

"Hmm. ”

"Yes. ”

“......”

As he continued to flip through the information, Fang Cheng's eyes gradually became dull, and he was restrained with a trace of crazy killing intent, almost shattering the surrounding space!

Rage!

Fury!

Fang Cheng breathed clearly, his face was calm, and he said softly: "Fanqi, please rest assured. In the name of the Governor, I assure you. All the Murphys—"

"They all have to die. ”

Fan Qi took a breath and was about to say something, but suddenly fainted.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

"Fang, President Fang?" Fu Yun asked cautiously, and somehow, a vast chill suddenly rose in his heart.

The seemingly calm Fang Zongyu -

It's like a violent volcano that has been brewing for millions of years, about to completely collapse, destroying everything!

What's going on?

Fang Cheng said lightly: "Fuyun, you go back." Suspend this meeting, suppress the Moxuan clan, and don't kill him. ”

"Yes. ”

Fu Yun pursed his lips and asked, "Chief Emperor, are you going?"

Fang Cheng put his hands behind his back, slowly turned around, faced the boundless starry sky, and chanted leisurely: "Today, the drums are sounding blood and tears, and grievances and grievances are eliminated——"

"Slaughter the starry sky and return it!"

Rumble!

The pure white light is endless, covering the sun and the moon!

Thunder and fury surging wildly, stirring inside and outside the giant city!

"Mo Lan Clan!" Fang Cheng groaned, and his left foot slammed out, one step nine light years, galloping out of the universe!

Despair and grief must be baptized in blood!

Humiliation and injustice must be mourned by death!

Rumble!

Pure white immortal power, like a mighty river, rushed out of the universe, carrying an irresistible majesty and a fiery and majestic killing intent!

In a split second.

The tyrannical whisper is like a terrifying thunder splitting the stars, shaking the entire Longyi City!

The boiling killing intent was like an energy storm sweeping through everything, shocking all cultivators!

Inside the Giant City.

All cultivators, from the immortal to the transcendent, looked at the sky in fear, and the majestic and immeasurable pure white immortal power shrouded the infinite starry sky!

Their thinking has frozen.

They, the body, is stagnant.

Feng Jiang Zongyu and Fang Cheng left in a rage and took action in person!