After the three swords, the work was not exhausted.

Emperor Huangtian looked at the palace lantern that suddenly appeared in the sky from afar, and did not make another move.

He could also perceive that that treasure was like the Haotian Mirror of Tianzun, and it belonged to the list of supreme treasures.

And the person who owns it is obviously extraordinary.

If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to provoke such an enemy for Li Tong in the short time he came.

And the Emperor of Heaven, who claimed to be the master of the heavenly court, after exerting his full strength, also made him look sideways and feel a little surprised.

With such strength, it is not a weak one.

If it was in his original world, with his strength, even if it was a figure like Emperor Cang, he would be far from his opponent.

And the Emperor of the Wasteland himself, after coming to the Flood Wilderness, felt that his body had undergone some changes.

The power of countless supernatural secret techniques seems to have reached a higher level and become more terrifying.

In this way, Fang can show such a majesty.

If not, it is not easy to easily break the protection of that mirror.

"The way of refining treasures in this realm is very mysterious!"

Then, in his heart, he praised it.

But where can I know that these treasures are all innate spiritual treasures born from heaven and earth, but the tools refined by the day after tomorrow are far from such a level.

And such treasures also have a fixed number, but they are not endless.

Among the most powerful, the number is even rarer.

After thinking about it a little in his heart, the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven looked at the Great Heavenly Venerable who had still fallen from the Nine Heavenly Que, even though he had blocked his most ferocious sword technique due to an external force.

I saw that although his expression was not out of shape, the crown of pearls on his head was skewed at some point.

Wearing it like this, it already has a sense of majesty.

Inexplicably, a slightly embarrassed momentum came out of his body.

Suddenly, after seeing the palace lamp stop the fatal sword, Da Tianzun, who knew who was coming, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Stand on top of the clouds, calm your mind, and wear a flat coat.

Then, looking at the light of the lamp that spread from afar, like an endless cloud of fire, he said with gratitude:

"This time, thank you Brother Burning Lamp for your help."

I saw the colorful light swaying in the sky, and there were five-colored auspicious clouds spreading by, and there was a person on it, who came slowly by sika deer.

At the same time, a fragrant wind swept and spread all around.

Looking at the appearance of that person again, it is strange in appearance and strange in description.

The head is double-cuffed, showing two colors; Dressed in a soap dress, painting white cranes flying clouds.

Xianfeng and Dao bones, Xia Cai appeared. The spiritual light on the top is thousands of miles away, all-encompassing mind.

As soon as he appeared, Lang Ran said: "Great Tianzun, but it's a lot of courtesy." ”

After saying that, he set his eyes on the immovable Emperor of the Desolate Heaven below, his eyes showing a strange light, and his expression was surprised.

And looking at the arrival of the Burning Lamp Dao person, Da Tianzun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but also secretly doubted.

On the desolate land, no one knows that this lamp-burning Taoist is the deputy sect leader of the Interpretation Sect.

At present, the twelve golden immortals have to be called a teacher.

Such a character suddenly came out of the Vulture Palace, and happened to block the key sword trick for him, whether it was done deliberately or easily.

What's the point?

Is it the sign of the primordial saint who hangs high in the heavens?

For a while, the mood flowed constantly.

At the same time, in the desolate land, looking at the sudden appearance of the Burning Lamp Dao person, I couldn't help but be curious, thinking about why it came from.

But all of a sudden, they all smiled.

No matter whose order he obeyed, he couldn't escape the current Desolate Heavenly Emperor and the inn inside, which looked ordinary and seemed to be a mortal.

The storyteller, Li Tong.

I was curious about what kind of great god would come here in person to see when this person called the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven was on the soles of his feet.

In the distance, the light flickered.

There is a golden bridge in the air, and the old man holding a flat pole is riding a green ox and slowly coming.

There was a void tide, and in the midst of countless sword lights, two figures walked out.

There are also two Taoists with a waxy yellow face and a sad face, stepping on the golden lotus from the chaos outside the sky.

The appearance of these figures exploded between the power of the immortals.

If it is said that Yuan Shi Tianzun sent the people who lit the lamp down the mountain, and Taishang Laozi let an incarnation come, it is understandable and acceptable.

After all, unlike the world outside the wilderness, countless people are extremely interested in knowing more about it, and even the Tao and Dharma of its cultivation.

Even if you don't have a good place to practice, you can still take a look at it, and you may be able to gain something by touching it.

The unknown was like an innate spirit treasure in the making, attracting them.

It's good, but it's not yet ripe, so you can't pick it.

But what did they see at this time?

Saints dear to you!

Moreover, it is also a saint of Tongtian, as well as the two saints of the west, and the three saints are all in unison.

Such a scene can be said to be the first time in thousands of years.

Except for the Nuwa Niangniang, who didn't ask about the world, she never came in person, nor did she send her subordinates here.

This is barely enough to gather five of the only six saints in the desolate world!

In such a situation, how could they be surprised and strange on the sidelines.

What is a saint?

The saint achieves the way of the Mixed Yuan without great Luo Jinxian, constricts the time, thousands return to one, thousands of calamities are difficult to grind, and cause and effect are not touched.

As soon as you think about it, you know the past!

What else can be hidden from them in this desolate land?

And things other than the Dao of Enlightenment, can arouse their interest?

But now it is obvious that from the presence of this saint, even a saint cannot deduce the origin of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, or even where the world behind it is.

That's why I came here to find out!

"Oh my God!"

"That is, the Heavenly Saint, and his seated disciple, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit!"

"There are also the Western Sect's Daoist and the Quasi-Daoist, these two are thousands of miles away, far away from here."

"In this way, except for Nuwa Niangniang, who has never come, the remaining five saints, either in person, or incarnation, or even sent a doorman, all came to this small mouth of the Guan River."

"The storyteller...... Ah, that Emperor of the Desolate Heaven is so strange that he can make the five saints look sideways and come for him? ”

"Or is there more secret things that are not known to us?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say, the power of the saints is unpredictable, who knows what they are thinking!"

For a while, the ranks of immortals and gods were all thinking in their hearts.

But at the same time, there was a faint curiosity in my heart, and I couldn't wait to see what would happen next.