"The Thunder Emperor's family sending team has just entered the Infinite Realm Teleportation Ancient Array, and of the 1,500 people sending off relatives, only forty-seven people arrived safely, and the Holy Mother of Xuan died in battle!"

What the?

The three supremes of the Qingxia Ancient Sect changed their complexions, didn't the news that came back before say that although the team had some losses, it was only more than a hundred monks, how could it be that it was almost wiped out now?

There is also the escort team in the secret of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, which is thousands of elites of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, and there are as many as 100 powerhouses at the level of the Purple Mansion, most of whom are still dark guards in the Dark Palace.

Besides, isn't there still a supergiant like the Demon God Power to protect it, how can even the Holy Mother of Xuan, one of the three giants of the Thunder Emperor Clan, be killed in battle?

A tyrannical aura was released from Cao Weiran's body, and the true disciple who reported the news only felt like a boat in the waves, swaying back and forth, almost out of breath.

Not daring to delay any longer, the three supremes went to the outside of the immeasurable realm to quickly lead the team of the Thunder Emperor Clan back to the Qingxia Ancient Sect.

The news spread that the Thunder Emperor's send-off team was almost wiped out, and all of a sudden, the entire Snow Dragon Holy City exploded, and the powerhouses of all races in the thousands of other courtyards walked out one after another, covering the foothills below the Holy City with divine thoughts.

Although Qingxia's monks tried their best to cover it up, the sparse team of the Thunder Emperor Clan, as well as the broken and unruly carry-off chariot, still exposed the embarrassment of the Thunder Emperor monks.

"Amitabha! Wonderful, good, good, who is sacred, to make the team of the Thunder Emperor Clan look like this? The breath of the Thunder Heavenly King is still there, but what about Her Majesty the Holy Mother, didn't she say that she also escorted her?"

Nan Wu Relic King Buddha clasped his hands together, and the Buddha string he was holding creaked, almost crumbling directly.

The Thunder Emperor Clan is the first emperor clan in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it is powerful, even if the team to send relatives is shabby, how can it be matched with nine hundred and ninety-nine people, how can there be only forty or fifty people?

And what these people carry is not the joy of sending off their relatives, but the suppression and killing after experiencing the sea of corpses and blood.

Knock! Knock!

The Thunder Heavenly King held the red banner in his left hand and the white banner in his right hand, his expression was calm, and his indifferent eyes swept over the places where the guests inside and outside the Snow Dragon Holy City were from time to time, making people feel cold.

"White coffin, get up!

With a wave of his left hand, dozens of battle-hardened Thunder Emperor warriors suddenly roared, lifted the white cloth behind the chariot, and an ice coffin appeared under hundreds of thousands of eyes.

Coffin?

Whose coffin?

The distinguished guests who went up to the Seven Holy Lands and the disciples who went down to the outer gate of the Qingxia Ancient Sect were all taken aback.

Today is the wedding of the emperor daughter of the Thunder Emperor Clan and the Qingxia Shaozhang Sect, what kind of moth is the Thunder Emperor Clan, carrying a coffin into the mountain gate of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, could it be that the two super forces collapsed?

Although the Qingxia monks who were in charge of leading the way on both sides looked iron-blue, they surprisingly did not criticize anything, and dozens of Qingxia Pavilion elites in the rear took the initiative to step forward to help lift the heavy crystal ice coffin.

"Soul Return!"

The hoarse voice of the Thunder Heavenly King with unyielding fighting intent sounded, and it spread throughout the Snow Dragon Holy City like thunder, and the pathos hidden in this conjuring made the eyes of many disciples with low cultivation turn red.

"Soul Return! Fight for my Thunder Clan!"

Behind the Thunder Heavenly King, the imperial daughter Jiang Xuewei wore a red veil on her head, held the coffin with her right hand, and cheered in unison with the other warriors of the Thunder Emperor Clan.

"Glory!

The Thunder Heavenly King spoke again, and with himself as the center, hundreds of thunder arcs burst out, turning into a hideous thunder giant eagle entrenched above his head, and the unfolded thunder wings were hundreds of feet long, and the divine power scales made the expressions of the monks of all races change suddenly.

The aura that belonged to the Eight Tribulations of the Thunder Dao Dacheng Shengang Supreme diffused, and the sassy and majestic Dharma posture revealed the anger and roar hidden in the heart of the Thunder Heavenly King.

"Fight for the imperial family, even if you die, you have no regrets!"

The remaining dozens of Thunder Emperor warriors raised their hands to fight high, but dozens of people broke out with a monstrous momentum that only thousands or even tens of thousands of troops can have, and they saw that the Kunpeng clan and other powerful people with ulterior motives had their scalps blown up, and subconsciously retreated.

At this time, several rainbow lights flew out of the teleportation array of the outer gate, and it was the Emperor Yunxiao who rushed from the small world of True Transmission after getting the news.

Looking at the white banner in the hands of the Thunder Heavenly King, as well as the ice coffin carried on the shoulders of the emperor and the others, his face sank suddenly.

"Gu Zong, play the battle song and welcome the warriors of the Thunder Emperor Clan!"

Emperor Yunxiao directly transmitted the sound to the musicians below, who were originally placed here to play the famous song of the wedding, but now they were suddenly at a loss by the formation of the Thunder Emperor Clan's coffin.

"Can't you hear it!

The deafening roar echoed on the rooftop, and the hundreds of musicians were dizzy, and after reacting, they didn't dare to disobey Emperor Yunxiao's decree, so they directly raised the instrument in their hands and replaced it with a war song.

The battle song with an ancient shout sounded in the vastness, Emperor Yunxiao took a deep breath, and walked down the ladder of the Snow Dragon Holy City step by step, looking at the sparse Thunder Emperor warriors, there was a monstrous anger in his eyes.

"Wei'er, who did that?"

Looking at Jiang Xuewei wearing a red veil, Emperor Yunxiao wiped the blood red in his eyes, asked in a condensed voice, and as he walked out step by step, the warriors of the Thunder Emperor Clan parted to both sides, and the blade in his hand slammed into the floor tiles.

Hearing Di Yunxiao's voice, Jiang Xuewei's beautiful eyes turned red, and a line of tears flowed directly down her cheeks.

Without the hug of the milk swallow returning to the nest, Jiang Xuewei's plain hands were pinched together, blood flowed down between her fingers, and a slightly hoarse voice spit out of her mouth.

"Scorpio Star Domain, the arrogant and sin king of the seven deadly sins attacked and killed the demon god power seniors, and in a hurry, we strayed into the dark race, and the Darkless Lord led more than a dozen nobles above the marquis to set up a killing array.

More than 1,700 warriors of my Thunder Emperor Clan and Qingxia, in order to escort me to escape, they burned their own blood and qi on the spot, gathered the essence of life and forcibly opened the door of the killing array..."

Click!

Dozens of stone slabs under Emperor Yunxiao's feet cracked inch by inch, and the black and red flesh and blood overflowed, destroying the surrounding vegetation and foothills, and countless souls were wailing in the red blood.

"Okay! The Great King of the Seven Deadly Sins, the Lord of the Dark Race, really looks up to this king, and actually congratulates me on my wedding with such a great gift!

Within ten years, this king will personally pluck off the head of the Dullless Lord and the arrogant Great King, and if he violates this oath, he will suffer the boundless punishment of the Nine Hells, and he will not be able to live forever!"

Boom!

The sky was surging, and there were countless thunderbolts and lightning intertwined among the clouds, as if to confirm Emperor Yunxiao's oath, a thunder seal compressed by thousands of thunderbolts suddenly descended.

"Punish evil demons, swing the dragon! The immortal path fruit position of the Cheng rule, and if you lose, you will enter the Nine Shadows and be punished!"

Without waiting for the hundreds of thousands of monks in the Snow Dragon Holy City, the irreversible terrifying coercion of the Heavenly Dao instantly shook them to the ground and made it difficult to move, and the terrifying celestial momentum frightened me I don't know how many people.

(End of chapter)