The picture is stagnant, and there is a person proudly standing alone in the chaos outside the sky.

The majestic Emperor of Huanghuang, who pressed the sky and worshiped everything, was so majestic that countless immortals and gods in the Daluo Heaven were respected, and at the same time, he also leaned back, and his mouth continued to exclaim in surprise.

The two saints of the West, the saints of the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, were defeated so simply?

Moreover, under the persecution of Emperor Ye Tian, he jumped directly into the chaotic crack and fled in panic!

Somehow, while being surprised that Emperor Ye Tiandi's strength was unmatched, a trace of indescribable happiness rose in their hearts.

In the past, only these two shameless saints said that fate would be the division of others, where is there such an embarrassing scene today!

For a while, the hearts of countless immortals who had been persecuted by the Western Sect were extremely happy, and they only felt that they were angry.

In the Nether Towards the Song City, with Li Tong leaving in the Star Picking Tower, the huge projection screen that manifested accordingly revealed everything that happened in the Daluo Sky in front of countless audiences.

At this moment, seeing that Emperor Ye Tian shook the West with a hard blow, the two of them did not fall behind at all, and even repelled the two of them, which immediately stirred up a thousand waves.

After a moment of silence, there was a roar that seemed to tear over the roof.

"Is this the Ye Tiandi in the mouth of Mr.?"

"Horror, horror!"

"This time, I don't need Mr. to tell me, I all know the strength of Emperor Ye Tiandi, it is simply incomparable."

"Yes, yes, but now that I have seen the extremely strong strength of Emperor Ye Tian, I am more and more curious about what kind of life experience has created such a character."

"How come there isn't one of us in the desolate world!"

"Tsk, do you mean to say that all the saints of the Flood Desolation are inferior to that Ye Heavenly Emperor?"

"Be careful!"

......

Li Tong, who was still in Da Luotian, naturally did not know how much impact he had caused by projecting this scene in front of the world on a whim.

I didn't know that in the inn at this time, it was because of which Emperor Ye and the Flood Wilderness Saints were stronger or weaker, and there was a fierce quarrel.

The face of the controversy between the mortals is that many immortals and gods and other figures also want to defend their own teachers, saying that the two Western saints can only talk about it in the past and have little ability.

If Emperor Ye Tian had met his own teacher, he would definitely not have such a record as he has now.

Such a statement naturally attracted a lot of controversy.

In this way, Li Tong didn't know about it, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care about it, but would look at the rapidly growing popularity, wishing they were arguing more enthusiastically.

But now he didn't pay attention to these things, and by this time his attention was already drawn to the treasure that was about to fall into his hands.

"The two saints have retreated, and the saints present have no intention of this thing, so this Eastern Emperor Bell will be taken below!"

The corners of Li Tong's mouth raised a smile that could not be hidden, and when he strode forward to collect the treasure, he didn't even forget to remind those great supernatural beings out loud.

Such an act is simply extremely bad.

But when those great supernatural beings heard his words, they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Not to mention anything, the action of hurting people and holding them hostage to fight for the treasure.

You don't see it, an empress, a leaf emperor, two existences comparable to the strength of a saint, are standing behind him at this time, watching him move forward without hurry.

Not to mention, what kind of strength does Li Tong, who is driven by such two extremely powerful people, have?

Such speculation haunted his heart, and he was still ready to move, and he was shocked by the greedy immortal god of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and dispelled such unrealistic thoughts.

Then, in the midst of all kinds of indescribable gazes, I saw that the storyteller didn't know what mysterious means were used, and he directly collected the Donghuang Bell that had lost the old master and had not refined.

At this point of view, being listed as an immortal god is even more suspicious, and it is difficult to have the heart of competition.

The birth of the treasure, even if the ownership is determined after some competition, it is not a simple matter to refine it and take it away, or even to take it as you like!

Throughout the countless years of the flood famine, except for those who were born with the flow of spiritual treasures, the refining energy of that ownerless innate spiritual treasure is as easy as this storyteller, extremely simple?

But there is no one!

This situation fell into their eyes, so that they thought that the storyteller was showing them his strength in a grand manner, so as to intimidate everyone.

So that they know that he, Li Tong, is just as they guessed, a supreme being from a foreign land, and his strength is unfathomable.

Otherwise, how could the Eastern Emperor Bell be refined by him in an instant.

Such a collection of treasures without the smell of fireworks suddenly made countless supernatural powers on the field frown and feel shocked, and they were even more unwilling to stay here for a long time.

They all drove Changhong and left quickly.

That speed was a few points faster than when they came.

But they can also know that Li Tong was able to quickly collect this Donghuang Bell by not relying on himself at all, it was all a coincidence.

First, the Golden Crow Emperor, who had been refined some time ago, had a Dao fruit, which made him contaminated with the breath of the Golden Crow clan, and he was recognized by the Eastern Emperor Zhong, and he did not resist much.

Second, I have to say that the space given to him by this system is extremely easy to use, and there is no pressure to collect this innate treasure.

As for what they guessed was already refining such a treasure, it was still a distant matter for him.

At the very least, there will be no progress until his cultivation has made great progress.

After all, this thing is an innate treasure, not some innate treasure, how can it be so easily refined by a monk who can barely be regarded as the strength of a Honghuang Immortal?

Li Tong shook his head, a wry smile on his face.

This time to grab the treasure, it turned out to be to snatch back a guy who can only be seen and unusable for the time being, and set up an advent picture scroll of Emperor Ye Tiandi in the realm of sacrifice Dao.

I don't know whether it's a profit or a loss.

But if you take into account the huge popularity gained from this trip......

"Hey, hey!"

Li Tong lowered his head and couldn't hold back the smile on his face: "It's just that, make a lot of money!" ”

Looking at the smirk on Li Tong's face, the Black Emperor and Duan De both showed great envy, wishing that they were the ones who got the treasure now, not Li Tong.

But just think about it, it is already a great blessing to set off such a big event in the flood and famine, and now I can still stand here.

Where he couldn't see the two of them, the Styx Ancestor withdrew his eyes, and his heart was calculating again.

But this time, he didn't have the heart to share it with others, especially the long-haired bird who was extremely unreliable!

You must know that this treasure of the desolate world is far more than the Eastern Emperor Bell, in the past, the demon ancestor was defeated and died, and his body was a treasure......

"Tsk!"

The Styx Ancestor smashed his mouth, and suddenly felt that it was not a good thing that he didn't compete for the Eastern Emperor Bell today, at least at the same time that others only knew how to watch the excitement.

He quietly heard the key person who made the birth of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

His eyebrows did not move, temporarily suppressing the idea of the captive in his heart, and his eyes wandered to Zhen Yuanzi, who did not have a good face with him.

The smiling face was facing each other, but his eyes were full of frost, and he was not annoyed, and in the gesture, he turned into a long river of blood and floated away.

Of course, such a lotus seed can't solve the cause and effect of the countless guilds between them, and giving this thing to him is just an expedient measure, besides......

If this thing was really unharmed, how could Styx not hand it over early to ease the relationship between him and Zhen Yuanzi?

It's because this thing is long, crooked!

If he doesn't leave, and is found by that Zhen Yuanzi and entangles again, it will not be something that can be easily eliminated.

Therefore, seeing that the matter came to an end here, the Styx Ancestor was also smearing oil on the soles of his feet quickly.

As for the Kunpeng Daoist, it was even more important to leave early after he had gone to find a teacher who had a lot of ashes in his teaching.

But I have to say that this guy's ability to see the situation is really engraved in instinct, no wonder he can go through the scourge of the lich without harm, and even live a good life.

When many quasi-saint powerhouses saw this scene, they also had a clear understanding in their hearts that this battle was a foregone conclusion.

Inside and outside the Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation, countless great supernatural beings gathered, but they didn't get the slightest benefit.

Only the ordinary storyteller took all this benefit and became the final winner!

At this time, the three saints who were interested in the Eastern Emperor Bell were all repelled by their friends, and the remaining Taishang had no intention of fighting, not to mention the sect leader and Nuwa.

At some point, they were on the side of the storyteller.

Under such circumstances, what kind of storm can the small fish and shrimp in the eyes of these saints set off?

It's better to retreat quickly, lest there be any changes and create a catastrophe out of thin air, which will be a bad luck for eight lifetimes.

With such thoughts, they also shook their heads one by one and quickly left this place of right and wrong.

And as those quasi-saints left, Li Tong, who showed a happy face, also slowly let go of the last bit of worry in his heart, knowing that the matter was over, and there was no change.

In fact, to be honest, if those quasi-saint powerhouses ignored it and insisted on coming over to snatch the Donghuang Bell, he would really be a little afraid.

After all, at this time, Emperor Ye Tian, who he mainly relied on, was already in the last period of his arrival, and he was about to return to his original location.

And relying on the strength of the injured empress alone, I am afraid that there is still something wrong.

As for the sect leader and the two mothers, they can be trusted, but they can't be relied on.

In the meantime, many of the immortals who watched the excitement were smearing oil on the soles of their feet, and when Li Tong was also about to leave and returned to the Star Picking Tower, a leisurely voice came.

"Dare to ask Mr. Li, would you like to go to my Eight Views Palace and sit down and talk?"

The one who spoke was the one who had never left at this time, standing high above the heavenly firmament.

As soon as he said this, Li Tong immediately frowned, and felt a little strange in his heart, quite inexplicable.

However, his own allies were on his side, and the empress seemed to be fine after a great battle that no one had seen, and he had nothing to worry about.

What's more, at the time of the moment, this Taishang was personally involved in the competition.

At this time, everything is over, how can you think about it again.

I think that when he deliberately chose the onlookers to leave, he made such an invitation to him, which had another profound meaning related to the Donghuang Bell.

The thoughts in his mind rotated, and Li Tong sorted out his thoughts in a moment.

Facing this is the most inscrutable existence among the three Qings, he was silent for a moment and suddenly smiled, and asked softly:

"Taishang, you are the chief of the three clears, the head of all saints, and your status is extraordinary. And I am just a little ordinary storyteller, who is thriving in the wilderness with strange and obscene skills, how can I let you invite you personally? ”

"Besides, I am not good at cultivating, and I can get this Donghuang Bell this time because I rely on all kinds of friends, I'm afraid it won't help you in your way of forgetting your feelings."

"This is true, Taishang should take it back!"

Just kidding, when you have to sort out the harvest after a big war, why take the risk of visiting someone else's house.

You must know that even if his cultivation is gradually improved, he has more control over the mysterious power that the system has added to the inn, which can allow him to disguise his cultivation no matter how much he is outside.

But right now, he is just the cultivation of the quasi-emperor, but Fang Fang touched the side of the Honghuang Immortals.

Li Tong didn't think that with his own skills, he could sit down with Taishang and talk about it, so in order not to leak the details, it was better not to agree.

He thought like this, but saw that although Taishang's expression did not move, there was a strange look in his eyes inadvertently, and he secretly said in his heart that this foreign person actually knew so deeply?

Even the way he is practicing, he can know it!

But in the blink of an eye, he thought that this son had been quite close to Tongtian and Nuwa in recent times, and there were some hidden schemes that he didn't know.

If it was as he had suspected, it would have been expected that Tongtian would have informed him of such a matter in order to protect his disciples and thus unite with this person.

Immediately, Taishang slowly shook his head noncommittally, and said with a little smile:

"Xiaoyou's words are wrong, although the way of inaction and forgetfulness cultivated by the poor Dao seems to have nothing to do with you, but when it comes to Taoism, it has always been complementary and not inferior."

"Not to mention ......"

Taishang's eyes showed a bit of profundity, and he said with deep meaning:

"What's more, Poor Dao is quite interested in Xiaoyou's mythical Da Luo, and he also agrees, and at the same time, he also has some ideas about how to achieve such a way."

"Let's not talk about the mythical Da Luo who is too lofty for the time being, the mythical Taiyi, and even the mythical immortals I guessed, can be done."

While speaking, he did not shy away from the people around him, and went straight away.

At the same time, a pair of eyes that flowed endlessly and reasonedly never let go of Li Tong's gaze.

Surprise suddenly rose from the bottom of Li Tong's heart, but he didn't expect that Taishang would have so many thoughts just by mentioning the mythical Daluo Dao superficially.

"It really deserves to be, the chief of the three clears, the head of all saints!"

With such a heartfelt voice, it is already a little moved.

"Haha, my eldest brother is easy not to invite people to discuss, if you don't have anything important, you might as well go."

The sect leader on the side laughed wantonly, as if he could see that Li Tong was hesitating in his heart, so he said this to calm his heart.

Nuwa didn't say it in person, but said:

"Little friend's peace of mind is that Senior Brother Taishang has always been calm and unmoved by external objects. He invited you to go to the Eight Views Palace this time, and it definitely wouldn't be for the Eastern Emperor Bell, otherwise I and Houtu wouldn't be able to stop him. ”

"Just as the sect leader said, you might as well go."

Li Tong wasn't worried about this, but what he was worried about was not easy to say from them at this time.

After a moment of contemplation, he slowly bowed his head:

"If you want to invite the saint, if you refuse in the next place, I am afraid that it will be the kindness of the saint, then I will go with you."

"Great goodness!"

Taishang chuckled, and then waved his sleeves slightly, and the golden bridge on the horizon condensed.

At the end, a Dao palace showed its shape in the haze.