Rumble!

The Miao Sage laid out his own small world, directly enveloping a cultivator-level demon monarch and the realm of the demon monarch.

Bang~

With a single thought, the realm of the Demon Monarch and the Demon Monarch collapsed.

The small world is an existence above the realm, only the sage can lay out the small world, and the cultivator who can lay out the small world is the Tianjiao cultivator.

"The Demon Monarch was killed, he is a cultivator-level existence. ”

The teachers and students of the Holy Courtyard were dumbfounded.

"Damn!"

An eerie voice swept through the entire sanctuary, sweeping towards the islands in all directions.

"Sage-level ancestral demon, the most powerful existence in the Ice Abyss Realm?"

Under that eerie voice, all the teachers and students of the Holy Courtyard trembled.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" The Miao Sage turned into a small world and flew towards the ancestral demon.

Rumble!

In a gloomy world, the Miao Sage was directly blasted out of that gloomy world by a terrifying force.

Burst!

The Miao Sage vomited blood and stood outside the gloomy world, a small world appeared around him, and one by one the souls protected him.

The void shook!

The Sage Tang Ligou appeared outside the gloomy world, the Sage Wang Zhebei appeared outside the gloomy world, and finally even the Half-Saint National Master appeared outside the gloomy world.

"Kill the existence of the Light Abyss Realm Cultivator or above. The Half-Saint National Master said to Tang Ligou and Wang Zhebie.

"Good!"

The two Sages slashed into the distance.

A big war unfolds.

The Demi-Saint National Master entered that gloomy world alone and fought with the ancestral demon of the Abyss Realm.

Boom!

The aftermath of the battle sank island after island.

The battle of the Holy Ones lasted for an hour, and tens of thousands of islands in all directions of the Holy Courtyard sank to the bottom of the sea.

Fortunately, most of the students of the Sacred Courtyard had already left the Sacred Courtyard through the teleportation circle, otherwise the casualties would have been heavy.

Kill!

The shouting of killing shook the four fields!

Humans are slaughtering primitive humans and monsters in the Abyssal Realm.

The half-saint national teacher of the imperial dynasty, the sage Tang Ligou, the sage Wang Zhebei, the sage Miao Zhenshou, the sage-level dean of Huaqing Mansion, thousands of cultivators, and tens of thousands of cultivators all came to the Holy Courtyard, and they were determined to destroy the primitive humans and monsters in the abyss of ice.

A river of blood!

The corpses of primitive humans and monsters are everywhere.

Some students of the Holy Courtyard even acted as corpse pickers, because the corpses of primitive humans have high research value, and they can be sold for sky-high prices in the imperial dynasty, and picking up corpses is picking up money.

Su Daoxing is now at the peak realm of cultivation, he naturally specializes in killing cultivation-level primitive humans and monsters, killing cultivation-level existences is like killing chickens and dogs, and killing is a pleasure.

The day has passed!

The Half-Saint National Master killed the ancestral demon in the dark world, and as soon as the ancestral demon died, the primitive humans and monsters in the ice abyss could no longer make any waves.

Tang Ligou, Wang Zhebie, Miao Sage, and the Sage of Huaqing Mansion killed the existence of the Cultivator and Sage level in the Ice Abyss.

"Big win, big win, big win!"

"Victory, victory, victory!"

"The Ice Abyss has been destroyed! An entrance and exit connecting the Abyss have been sealed, and all primitive humans and monsters have been killed, only those who are hiding in the depths of the Abyss have not been killed!"

There were cheers everywhere.

Victory!

This battle was won, and the momentum of human beings was played, and the primitive humans and monsters in the abyss realm were terrified, and within a hundred years, those primitive humans and monsters no longer dared to make waves.

Su Daoxing lived a peaceful life with Wen Hongmei on Lingjue Island and Yuetian Dance.

In a flash, three years have passed!

On this day, the grass and trees on a few miles of Lingju Island grew wildly, and the snakes and insects crawling in the grass turned into ten-zhang long behemoths one by one.

"It's done, my little world is done!" Su Daoxing let out a cheer, it took him three years to cultivate his own small world.

In the small world, Su Daoxing's cultivation was naturally promoted to the realm of cultivation.

Xiujun!

That's the best fighting power!

In the era when the sage was not born, Xiujun was the most powerful existence.

Su Daoxing's mind moved, and the crazy growth of grass and trees, snakes and insects turned into their original size, and the small world returned to its original state.

Su Daoxing's mind moved again, and a small world covered the original small world, and one by one souls appeared in the small world.

"The soul body in the small world has the will of the cultivator, and the combat power of each is comparable to that of the cultivator. In my small world, I can condense a cultivator-level soul body at will, so that as long as my small world is not broken, in my small world, I am an invincible existence. Su Dao said to himself.

Getting up and patting the dust off his body, Su Daoxing said to Wen Hongmei and Yue Tianwu, who were working in the medicine field: "You are willing to go back to the imperial capital, I have some things to do." ”

"Uncle and aunt are in the imperial capital, you haven't seen them for three years, go back quickly. Yue Tianwu wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and said to Su Daoxing.

Wen Hongmei heard the words and said: "Tang Qian sent people to harass his uncle and aunt many times, but fortunately, King Yu sent people to protect his uncle and aunt. Now my uncle and aunt are very worried about you, so you should go back quickly. ”

"Good!"

Su Daoxing knew that the two girls didn't want to return to the imperial capital, so he flew out of Lingjue Island directly against the wind, he did not go to the teleportation circle of the medical hall, but in the void for a thousand miles, a thousand miles in an instant, directly across the ocean, back to the imperial capital.

"Look, a man is flying in from the sea. ”

"Flying across the sea, what a bull fork character. ”

A group of sergeants looked at Su Daoxing's gradually clear figure, and were stunned in surprise.

Su Daoxing went directly to his own residence in the imperial capital, met his parents, younger brothers and sisters Fubo, and the family was reunited.

"I am now a Tianjiao cultivator who can set up a small world, and the people who should be deterred must be deterred and let them understand that one day with me, they dare to touch the people close to me, they are looking for death. Su Daoxing flew to a royal garden.

"Tang Xiuwu, come out for a while. Su Daoxing called Tang Xiuwu's name outside the garden of the royal family.

"Boy, my first stop when you become a cultivator is me, it seems that you kid wants to show off your might. The old man is a Tianjiao cultivator, not a newcomer like you can compare. Go back to where you came from. Tang Xiuwu appeared in front of Su Daoxing.

Swish!

Swish!

Su Daoxing and Tang Xiuwu laid out their own small worlds at the same time, and the two small worlds overlapped together.

Bang!

Bang!

The souls of the two small worlds are constantly fighting, constantly killing.

Airplanes!

Behind Su Daoxing, a number of holy temples appeared, and those holy temples shot out vast soul power to replenish the soul power consumed by his small world.

In the end, Su Daoxing's small world defeated Tang Xiuwu's small world.

"You don't dare to kill me!" Tang Xiuwu knew that as long as the Half-Saint National Master was alive, no one would dare to kill the Tang Family's Sage.

Su Daoxing smiled and said, "Yes, I don't dare to kill you, let alone kill the Qianwang." But if your people dare to touch a single hair of my relatives, I will kill you and King Qian. Half-Saint National Teacher, Sage Tang Ligou, Wang Zhebei It is not so easy for them to kill me. Once I enter the depths of the Abyss and go into hiding, the National Teacher will not be able to help me. Tang Xiuwu, do you dare to bet on whether I will kill you or not?"

Tang Xiuwu's face changed when he heard this, he pondered for a long time, and said: "Tang Xiuwu is willing to fight with Su Xiujun into a jade silk. As for the dispute between King Yu and King Qian, the old man can stay out of the matter. ”

"That's good!" Seeing that he had shocked Tang Xiuwu, Su Daoxing immediately turned around and left, as long as he was alive for a day, his relatives would not have any accidents.

Su Daoxing flew to the Qianwang Mansion, and as soon as his small world unfolded, it enveloped the entire Qianwang Mansion.

In the small world he laid out, terrifying evil ghosts turned into souls appeared, and the evil ghosts pounced on Tang Gan, those staff, and servants.

"Ah! The Qianwang Mansion is haunted!"

The Qianwang Mansion was in chaos, and for a time, rumors of haunting spread all over the streets and alleys of the imperial capital.

"Damn, who did the ghost, let me be restless in the palace. Tang Qian roared angrily, and he vowed to find out the culprit.

On the second and third days, for three months, the Qianwang Mansion was haunted.

The haunting of the Qianwang Mansion alarmed the national teacher, and from the moment the national teacher came to the Qianwang Mansion, the Qianwang Mansion was never haunted again.

However, Tang Qian and the people of the Qianwang Mansion were tortured with nervousness, and it was rumored that Tang Gan was frightened by evil spirits, and every day there were imperial doctors to diagnose and treat the mental illness of the Qianwang.

The prestige of the Qianwang Mansion plummeted.

The initiator, Su Daoxing, lives peacefully in the imperial capital, he is with his parents and relatives every day, and he feels that life should be like this.

In a flash, a year has passed!

Yuwang Tang Yu became the crown prince of the Eastern Tu Dynasty, and once the emperor who was about to die died, he became a new generation of emperors.

Su Daoxing's mansion was lit up, and on a large dining table, Su Daoxing, Su Daowan, Su Daohua, Xi Meng, Su Qingshang, Fu Bo, Yuetian Dance, Wen Hongmei, and Su Daoxing's protectors, surrounded the dining table, and the family celebrated the annual Shengyuan Festival, and they were happy.

"The End of the Book"

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