Heavenly Soul Continent, cross-border domain gate.

A young man with two old servants suddenly appeared with his head held high and ran directly to the domain gate.

"Domain fee, one billion soul coins per person, please pay!" the town envoy stretched out his hand to intercept, continuing their mission as a toll collector.

The young man didn't blink, but an old servant behind him hurriedly accompanied the smiling face and stretched out his hands to hand over a storage sigil.

The town envoy swept his thoughts, and after confirming that it was correct, he gave way sideways.

The young man and his group of three dodged into the domain gate.

A moment later.

Someone came to the domain gate again, this time it was a bald old man, and when he arrived at the domain gate, he didn't wait for the town envoy to speak, he directly paid the toll and offered it, and also threw himself into the domain gate.

Then, in twos and threes, a steady stream of soul cultivators began to appear at the domain gate, just like rushing to the market, scrambling to enter the Heavenly Soul Continent, and everyone was very well-behaved, and the toll fee that should be given was not a small amount.

In just one hour's effort, the two town envoys had already received more than a hundred passers-by, and the domain gate of the Heavenly Soul Continent had never been so lively as it was today for hundreds of thousands of years.

People are still pouring in, and their cultivation is high and low, the high ones have the peak of the holy level, and the low ones even have soul masters and soul venerables.

As more and more people at the domain gate, the mechanical charging speed of the two town envoys was already a little unable to keep up, and outside the domain gate of the Heavenly Soul Continent, the strange scene of queuing gradually appeared.

The Heavenly Soul Continent, as a wild place in the eyes of others, is not even willing to come over a mouse from outside the territory on weekdays, and there may not be a passerby at the domain gate even for tens of thousands of years.

But now, there were people queuing, and the Heavenly Dao Will of the Heavenly Soul Continent sensed the abnormality here, and when they swept their divine thoughts here, they saw a long line of dragons outside the domain gate, and the entire Heavenly Dao operation came to a brief pause.

What's going on here, when did their Heavenly Soul Continent become so popular?

Have I been in retreat for too long, or is the world changing so fast that even I, the master of the realm, can't adapt a little?

Seeing that these people are all very well-behaved, and the front and back of the team get along quite harmoniously, even if someone occasionally cuts the line, it doesn't cause too much conflict, and the will of the Heavenly Dao takes back the divine thought in the blink of an eye.

Now is the critical period of his evolution, as long as these extraterritorial soul cultivators abide by the rules and don't make trouble, no matter what he is for, the will of the Heavenly Dao is too lazy to care.

There was a long queue outside the territory, and the inside of the Heavenly Soul Continent was also a pot of porridge.

Because the strong people outside the domain are like dumplings, one will come down, one will come down, the key problem is that these people come to the lower realm and do not hide it at all, each of them is breathing, announcing their arrival to the world.

Ordinary people are just that, they don't have such a strong divine thought, unless the coercion of these people can really come to them, they can't feel it at all, they should eat, drink, as usual.

But those high-level soul cultivators who had cultivated to the emperor level were poured blood mold.

Every time an extraterritorial soul cultivator above the holy level descends, they will be overwhelmed by the unbridled power of these people's unbridled soul power, and it is possible for them to lie on the ground if they encounter a violent temper.

If it's just once or twice, the point is, at the end of this day, there are hundreds of times, endless, who can stand this?

But what can be done if you can't stand it, it's a soul saint-level powerhouse, who can afford to provoke it?

If it is one or two, the local residents of the Heavenly Soul Continent may not be worried, after all, the holy level of the Heavenly Soul Continent is not a decoration.

But this time, hundreds of them came in a row, and the number was dozens of times more than all the soul saints in the Heavenly Soul Continent, who would dare to be this bird?

Therefore, because many soul cultivators above the imperial level can't stand such a toss back and forth, they simply lie in bed for a day without getting up, saving them from lying on their stomachs for a while and torturing people and wanting to vomit blood.

The four empires, as well as many wealthy clans, were all shocked by this sudden strong team.

Every time one more saint-level powerhouse descends, their hearts tense up, and now they have been tense hundreds of times in a row, but there is still no end to it, and if it continues like this, their little hearts will have to be burst.

Great Xia Dynasty, the middle capital, inside the Holy Palace.

The lord of the country, Shang Wen Zhou, sat firmly on the top of the main hall, looked at the important ministers of the country below, and asked in a loud voice: "In one day, a hundred saint-level people fell from the sky, and there are as many as thirty saint-level people who have landed in my Great Xia territory alone. In addition to the saint level, there are also emperor-level, emperor-level, and even sect-level and honor-level soul cultivators. ”

"It is reported that they are all from the upper Qingtian realm, and each of them has an amazing background behind them, they can't fight, they can't scold, they can't control, since they came, hundreds of people have died in my capital alone, and outside the capital, there are countless similar conflicts. ”

"The middle capital is in danger, the dynasty is in danger, you Aiqing, the danger of life and death is just around the corner, I don't know what kind of high opinion you have, so that my dynasty can survive the unprecedented crisis?"

This can really be regarded as a person sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven.

Among the hundreds of thousands in the past, there were only a handful of soul cultivators from the upper Qingtian realm, and the total number of soul cultivators was only a hundred, and the powerhouses of the saint level did not even have a hand.

But today, as if everyone had discussed it, they flocked here, and in just one day, more than a hundred saint-level people came, and there were countless people below the saint-level, are all these people crazy?

Didn't they look down on the Heavenly Soul Continent the most in the past, and they always called this place a wild land, didn't they have to take a look at it at all, and now they are all like wild dogs that smell, and they are all so crazy?

"His Royal Highness the Holy Emperor doesn't need to worry too much. Someone stood up and said respectfully: "The reason why these visitors from outside the territory gather here is that almost all of them are coming for the Acupuncturist Guild, and it has nothing to do with our Great Xia Dynasty. ”

"As long as we don't take the initiative to provoke them, most of them won't take the initiative to trouble us. ”

"The minister said something not very respectful, His Royal Highness the Holy Emperor, just this little thing in our hands, people really don't look down on it. I heard that these people come from the upper realm, and they need at least one billion soul coins for the toll alone, and above the holy level, they need as much as ten billion. ”

In other words, the toll of a saint-level person is comparable to the financial revenue of a country in a year, and with the little things in their treasury, can people look down on it?

"The most important issue now is to restrain the subjects within the borders, and it is best to be able to keep their duties in peace, and not to die by themselves. As His Highness said, most of these people's origins are terrifying, and we really can't afford to mess with them. ”

After beating the small ones, the old ones came, and some of them simply couldn't even beat the small ones, and now they really can't do anything except to be a shrunken turtle.

Shang Wenzhou's eyes widened: "Could it be that I can only shrink into this imperial city, put the lives of myself and my clansmen on the likes and dislikes of others, and just let others slaughter them?"

All the courtiers were silent.

What they are facing is a soul saint who can destroy a city with one punch, and there is more than one, even if they want to resist, they must have that strength.

If you are backward, you will be beaten, and if you are weak, you will have to swallow your anger.

In the face of absolute strength, resisting is just looking for death. As Shang Wenzhou said, now, they can only pin the life and death of themselves and their clansmen on the personal likes and dislikes of others, and can only live by the snort of others.

The same thing happened in the Great Zhou, Dingguo and Daqian Dynasty.

Those visitors to the blue sky, after passing through the domain gate, teleported to a random location, so within the territory of the four empires, there are all kinds of strong people distributed.

All the forces in the Heavenly Soul Continent are in danger, whether it is a family, a sect or a dynasty, all of them have issued an emergency summons, so that all the soul cultivators under their command will return and retreat, and many sects will even directly close the mountain and close the world to avoid this catastrophe.

Fortunately, although most of these soul cultivators in the Nether Realm were arrogant and domineering, as long as no one took the initiative to provoke them, they would rarely take the initiative to take action.

So, except for the initial deaths of a few people who were not long-sighted, there were very few similar violent clashes in the period that followed.

In the Holy Palace of the Great Qian Dynasty, Huangfu Feiyang looked at Liu Yiyi, the national teacher who was looking at him, with a painful face, because he didn't deal with a word, Liu Yiyi was beaten half to death by a passing soul saint, and his buttocks were rotten with eight petals, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Fortunately, the master was not ruthless, although Liu Yiyi was seriously injured, he did not really hurt the foundation, as long as he recuperated a little, he would recover soon.

"Lao Liu, haven't you always claimed to be a god, why didn't you calculate that you would have this bloody disaster today?"

Hearing Huangfu's flying joke, the corners of Liu Yiyi's mouth twitched, and the egg hurt badly.

He can be regarded as a real man sitting at home, and disaster will come from heaven.

Went to the toilet in the thatched house, and when it was cool, suddenly a big living person appeared in front of him, and he was shocked, and without saying a word, he slapped it in the face.

As a result, before he could photograph others, he was kicked into the pit by others, and even the thatched tank was smashed out of a big hole.

"It's so spicy at once, it's really disappointing, it's smoked to death!"

The assailant left such a sentence, covered his nose and left, without even glancing at Liu Yiyi in the tank.

The grievance in Liu Yiyi's heart, who am I provoking to provoke, isn't it just like a toilet, and it's my own home, I didn't invite you to visit, why are you beating people, and is there any royal law?

If ordinary people dared to treat him like this, Liu Yiyi would have pressed the person in the thatched tank and drowned him hundreds of times, so that he had to eat and drink enough.

But the person who beat him was obviously not an ordinary person, although it was only a short moment of contact, Liu Yiyi already clearly felt that the person who kicked him must be a soul saint, and he couldn't do it at all.

Therefore, he can only endure this breath.

"You said that you, a dignified emperor-level pinnacle, can obviously fast in the valley, but you have to covet that appetite, you have to eat so much, who is to blame?" Thinking of Liu Yiyi's bizarre encounter, Huangfu Feiyang couldn't help but feel funny while his eggs hurt.

When I was going to the toilet, I accidentally broke into it, and I was stuffed into the tank, which can only be touched by someone who has a little bit of back?

The corners of Liu Yiyi's mouth twitched again and again, and his eyes rolled, can he still have a little sympathy?

"But then again, it's a blessing that you were lucky enough to survive. Huangfu Feiyang sighed softly: "Today, no less than ten soul saints have descended on the Holy Capital, and there are more than two hundred soul cultivators who have died in the hands of these foreign powerhouses, and this number is still increasing. ”

"These strong people who came from the blue sky, there is no secular law in their eyes, all of them are happy and revenge, whoever provokes them, or looks unpleasant, will be killed with one blow, leaving no room for it. ”

"Do you know what I'm most worried about right now?" Huangfu Feiyang turned his head to look at Liu Yiyi and said, "What I'm most worried about is that if someone looks at my Huangfu clan and hits the door directly, what should I do, what can I do to resist?"

The three ancestors of the Huangfu family have all finished playing, and now the Huangfu family only has one soul saint, the Huangfu Heavenly Wolf, and it is only the first level of the soul saint, and the deterrent power is extremely limited. If someone really wants to knock on the door, the Huangfu Heavenly Wolf can only deliver food.

Liu Yiyi's expression changed, and he trembled a little uncalmly: "Probably not, doesn't it mean that the higher the cultivation, the more easily people will not be contaminated with too much cause and effect?

"Who knows?" Huangfu Feiyang smiled bitterly and said, "Now I can only resign myself to fate." This feeling of weakness of being involuntarily, powerless, and entrusting one's fate to others is really unpleasant!"

Liu Yiyi was silent.

For an emperor with lofty ambitions to make such a desolate and helpless sigh is a kind of sadness in itself.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Emperor seems to be a little pessimistic!"

In the main hall, in addition to Huangfu Feiyang and Liuyi, there was a third person's voice, the voice was crisp, it was a female voice.

Brush! Brush!

Three figures appeared in front of Huangfu Feiyang and the two at the same time, and Huangfu Feiyang looked up, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

"It turned out to be the purple-clothed seniors, the Ximen seniors, and the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor coming!" Huangfu Feiyang and Liu Yiyi hurriedly got up and respectfully stepped forward to salute the three of them.

Shangguan Ziyi waved his hand lightly and said, "I know that your defense here is empty now, so the junior brother will let the two of us come over and stay for a while, just in case the night is small." ”

Huangfu Feiyang's heart was excited, and he thanked him again and again, with Shangguan Ziyi and Ximen Xiaoxiao, the two peaks of the holy level, the safety of the Holy Palace was undoubtedly a little more guaranteed.

He didn't expect that at this time, Li Shengdai would be worried about the safety of their Great Qian's royal family, and sent two saint-level peaks over at once.

Regarding this culprit who had personally killed their three saint-level ancestors, Huangfu Feiyang couldn't tell what kind of attitude to use in his heart.