Chapter 935: The curtain ends, refining the small world

 c_t; However, now that the Eight Desolations have begun to collapse, it is obviously not a good choice to continue to stay. ( ), the latest chapter access:. 。

Therefore, for a while, everyone didn't care that Xianzun was still there, and they suddenly panicked.

"This ...... The Eight Desolations are about to collapse? Run, run! ”

"This fellow Daoist, I see that you have a spatial treasure in your hand, why don't we join forces?"

"Tianshang Lou must have prepared a backhand, as long as the spirit stone is paid, they will definitely be willing to take me out!"

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The scene was very 'chaotic' and 'chaotic', and there were all kinds of reactions.

It's just that...... What does this have to do with Luo Xiaoli?

"Emperor Xuantian, if you still have companions, you can gather here, and I will teleport you out." Immortal Venerable said slowly.

Immortal Venerable's words undoubtedly gave Xuantian and them a reassurance, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

The collapse of a small world looks like a catastrophe and will definitely die, but for a purple-level cultivator...... There is still a way, not to mention, Immortal Venerable's cultivation is already a purple-level seven-star, even if he is motionless here, he may not be able to hurt him.

"Good! Then it's bothering the Immortal Venerable! Seeing this, Xuantian immediately replied.

As for Luo Xiaoli, when she saw that Immortal Venerable didn't mention what happened just now, she just accepted the Heavenly Dao Order.

Now the other party is going to take his group out, and the words are too dead, which is obviously not good.

"Let's keep the Heavenly Dao Order for now, it will be useful after all." The Huangquan Demon Saint said softly.

"Hmm." The Huangquan Demon Saint said so, and Luo Xiaoli immediately stopped being entangled, bowed slightly, and said.

Coincidentally, just when the Eight Desolation Realms had just collapsed, the trail had already been inherited.

got the ancient inheritance, which made Xiaodao's whole person look different.

Originally, he was still a little childish, but now it is mixed with a trace of vicissitudes.

It was as if he had matured a lot in an instant.

"Master, when this matter is over, I will go back to the Tea God Mountain...... I have something to pick. Xiaodao hesitated for a moment and asked.

According to the agreement between him, Luo Xiaoli and his mother, it should take some time to return to Chashen Mountain. But in the inheritance just now, he realized that his current cultivation might not be enough, and he needed the power of the Tea God Mountain.

Even if you continue to follow Luo Xiaoli to cultivate, you must return to Chashen Mountain beforehand.

"Hmm." Unexpectedly, for Xiaodao's request, Luo Xiaoli agreed without saying a word.

"Didn't the master ask me why?" Xiaodao asked in surprise.

"You're so old, and you've gone through this experience, you must have matured a lot...... So, there are some things that it's time for me to let go and let you make your own decisions. Luo Xiaoli said lightly.

Although she is young, she looks a little bit like a big man now, so that several alchemy masters next to her can't help but move their eyes.

"Thank you, Master." Xiaodao took a deep breath and said with his fists clenched.

"Next, your master will return to the Heavenly Star Kingdom with me, your affairs are done, go directly to the royal city to find her;." On the side, Xuantian said.

Although the Celestial Star Kingdom came from the outer regions, its scope was not small, and the total number of large and small city-states was hundreds, which was a few points larger than some local seventh-level countries. Their royal city, Aurora City, is even more amazing, with aurora appearing all year round, like a fairyland, which is of great benefit to cultivating the magic power of the light line.

"Okay, Brother Xuantian." The trail replied.

Hearing this, Luo Xiaoli couldn't help frowning, thinking about when this kid had such a good relationship with Xuantian, and Xuantian is eyes flashed, thinking that this kid can be called sensible, and when Xiaodao comes to Tianxing Country in the future, he will take care of it.

"By the way, Master Baotong." Suddenly, Luo Xiaoli seemed to remember something, and asked suspiciously.

Master Baotong came with them, and now that he is leaving, it is naturally impossible to leave him here.

Seeing this, Immortal Venerable rolled his eyes and glanced at the sky.

In his sight that saw through everything, there seemed to be a figure looming.

This figure is above the Nine Heavens, but this moment is very embarrassing, obviously for some things, paid a lot of price.

But Immortal Venerable saw through it and didn't say anything, so he quietly waited for Yanlong to continue to bring the monks in need.

"What the hell...... He's fine, you don't have to worry, he'll leave on his own. Xuantian shook his head and said.

Although Bao Tong has been 'friends' with him for many years, he has never been able to see through the other party, and he will not die here easily. And it's not a child anymore, can you still control where Bao Tong is going?

However, Xuantian didn't seem to expect that he would be a little impatient, all because Luo Xiaoli had mentioned Master Baotong several times, not for any special reason.

As the eldest disciple of Xianzun, Yan Long's ability to do things is really amazing, and from the time he made his move to the time he came back, he had gathered hundreds of monks around Xianzun.

Looking at the mountains and rivers of the Eight Desolations Realm continuing to collapse, it couldn't last long, Immortal Venerable didn't delay, and with a palm in his hand, it was like grasping the sky in his hand, and then an entrance with flashing colored light appeared in front of him.

"Tearing the space apart with your bare hands? Immortal Venerable is incredible! ”

"No...... The Eight Desolation Realm is not so easy to enter, and the reason why this is the case is all related to the fact that the Eight Desolation Realm has collapsed to a certain extent, and the end of the strong crossbow has a lot to do with it. Otherwise, the things that the Emperor of the Eight Desolations personally sacrificed and refined, I am afraid that the Immortal Venerable will not be able to break it. ”

"However, Immortal Venerable's willingness to take us away is already a great favor, so you should stop for a moment or two, don't chirp here!"

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In the midst of the chatter, the monk did not dare to stay longer.

Since Immortal Venerable helped them, he was not afraid that Immortal Venerable would harm them.

After all, if a character like Immortal Venerable wants to kill them, I'm afraid that one look is enough, and there is no need to 'spend' so much effort to help first and then kill, so they all feel at ease to burrow into the colored light and be teleported away.

When the last person was gone, Xianzun glanced at the sky meaningfully and left.

"Whew!"

Immortal Venerable was gone, and the color 'color' light 'hole' disappeared, but a sound of breaking wind sounded at this time.

Master Baotong looked at the Eight Desolations that were collapsing rapidly, countless treasures were swept up and turned into dust, and his expression did not change.

The Emperor of the Eight Desolations 'spended' a lot of effort to trap him, so that he missed the show and didn't get what he imagined, he couldn't just leave.

As for the matter of the Eight Desolations Emperor being taken away by the Demon Lord...... Of course Master Baotong knows.

A pair of treasure pupils peeking into the world is not fun, not to mention, his eyes are never as simple as treasure pupils, but six demon pupils!

"Demon Lord...... You probably thought that you would completely control the Emperor of the Eight Desolations, so you took away this small world and kept it for your own use. But ah, where in the world is there such a good thing, the Eight Desolations have offended me, then I will refine his small world and let it become my thing, as compensation! The corners of Master Baotong's mouth raised a trace of 'yin' coldness, and said.

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