Heavenly Territory. (, the novel is faster and better) at the Heavenly Palace.

Yan Chuan left safely, and countless cultivators looked at Zuo Qing. Because just now, Zuo Qing didn't stop Yan Chuan at all.

Yan Chuan is strong, but Zuo Qing didn't even speak.

For a while, when many people looked at Zuo Qing, they no longer admired it so much. For the Zuo family's awe of the sky, they don't believe it too much.

Zuo Qing also faintly felt that the gaze around him had changed.

Flick your sleeves and fly back to your original station.

A group of Zuo family disciples looked at each other, and most of them followed, only a few people stayed behind to rescue the clansmen who were stuck in the mountain.

In a large hall.

Zuo Qing looked at Hua Tianjun with a gloomy face.

"Hua Tianjun, are you sure that Yan Chuan is participating in the sage's birthday?" Zuo Qing said in a deep voice.

"Not bad!" Hua Tianjun nodded.

"The bronze coffin of the burial sky is only an ancient immortal weapon, and it is forgotten when it arrives, but that Yin hattian, Yin hattian and my Zuo family will never die. Zuo Qing's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you want?" said the Heavenly Monarch with a smile.

"Yan Chuan has stolen and dug up the Cangtian Tomb, and even stolen the Cangtian corpse coffin, this news is enough, before the saint's birthday, I will spread this news to the Quartet, to all the cultivators in the Quartet Territory!" Zuo Qing said in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

"I want to kill Yan Chuan and Yin Hattian in the territory of Tianzun!" Zuo Qing said coldly in his eyes.

"What? That's my ancestor's birthday!" said Hua Tianjun's eyes.

Zuo Qing shook his head and said: "How many people die every day in this world, there are not many Yan Chuan and his party, and there are many Yan Chuan and his party, the crowd is excited, killing Yan Chuan, this is not destruction, but a birthday celebration, rest assured, you can tell the saint, I think, for my Zuo family to execute Yin Hatian, he will not stop him!"

"Huh?"

To the west of the Heavenly Territory.

Ram Benlei took a few of the Ram's children to run wildly all the way, and when he saw that Yan Chuan did not chase him, he stopped at the foot of a mountain with a bitter face.

"I was killed by Yan Chuan again!" the ram was about to cry without tears.

This time, how can I explain to my ancestors. Tell them that the elders were eaten by Yan Chuan, and they weren't killed by the ancestors with a sip of tea?

"Uncle, what should we do now? Do you still go to the saint's birthday?" said a disciple of the Ram family who came with him with a shocked face.

"Yan Chuan may go to celebrate his birthday on this trip, which of you wants to go?" asked Ram Benlei.

All the children of the ram family were silent.

"Go back, go back and report to the master!" said the ram Ben Lei bitterly.

"Do you tell me the truth?" asked a son of the Ram family.

Tell the truth? Ram Ben Lei suddenly had a cloudy and uncertain look in his eyes, yes, when he reported it, he could put himself aside?

Ram Ben Lei's eyes flashed for a while, and suddenly he thought of something, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Tell the truth!"

This is not something that Ram Benlei can hide, not to mention a few children of the Ram family, there were countless cultivators staring at them before.

"Yes!"

In the center of the Zuntian Territory and the Heavenly Territory, there is a vast sea.

In the depths of the sea, there is a huge valley.

At the mouth of the sea valley, five men and women each sat at the mouth of the valley with their own swords, as if they were protecting the Dharma.

In the sea valley, there are a large number of night pearls that illuminate the sea valley. There are also formations to isolate the sea water.

In the valley, on the valley wall, a large number of words are carved with knives. There are some simple tables and chairs around.

At this moment, on a stone bed, a short-haired woman sat cross-legged. It is the daughter of the Sword Demon in the Sealing Realm, the Emperor!

The long knife was placed on his knees, and the emperor crossed his knees and closed his eyes in understanding.

At the same time, above this sea area.

Yan Chuan's Three Dragons also stopped above the sea.

Longlin Terrace.

Yan Chuan looked at the vast sea.

"Emperor Yan, the master is down there, can Emperor Yan go down?, or shall I go and inform the master?" one of the senior brothers asked.

Yan Chuan stood on the edge of the terrace, looking at the sparkling sea, his brows furrowed slightly. There was a moment of silence.

The sea breeze blew Yan Chuan's long hair, but Yan Chuan didn't speak.

In the sea valley, the emperor was originally closing his eyes and feeling, and suddenly he felt something.

Slowly standing up, putting down the long knife, the emperor looked up.

A trace of excitement flashed in the emperor's eyes, but the next moment, this trace of excitement was snuffed out by some kind of mood.

A hint of pain flashed in the Emperor's eyes.

Biting his lip, there was a complication in the emperor's eyes.

The emperor did not go out, but stood in the valley.

Above the sea, Yan Chuan did not go to the sea, but looked at the sea like this.

Guiguzi and the others stood not far away, and no one spoke.

The five brothers and sisters looked at each other, and a flash of curiosity flashed in their eyes.

Yan Chuan and Huang are separated by a sea, and they can't see each other, but they feel that they are on the other side of the sea. Quietly 'staring' at each other for a while.

In the end, Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

"Go down, I won't see her!" Yan Chuan shook his head and said.

The five senior brothers and sisters looked at each other, their eyes were full of incomprehension, and the five of them could see that Yan Chuan wanted to see Shizun, and he had already arrived here.

But if you meet, it's only one step away, but it stops alive.

One step away, but it seems like the farthest distance!

"Yes!" the five nodded.

In the matter of Shizun and Yan Chuan, the five of them thought that they were not qualified to intervene, and they did not dare to say more.

Leaving the five of them, Long Yuan continued to head towards the Southern Zuntian Territory.

In the depths of the valley, the emperor seemed to feel the loss in his eyes as if he felt the dragon chariot leaving.

"Alas!"

A slight sigh. The Emperor sat cross-legged again.

The long knife was placed on his knees, but it was difficult to settle down, revealing a wry smile.

A few days later.

The dragon chariot stepped into the territory of the heavens.

The saint turned into a great birthday, attracting countless cultivators to congratulate him on his birthday, at least in the Eastern Outer Continent of the Netherworld, and the powerhouses of most of the territories came one after another.

Even if there is still a period of time before the birthday, countless strong people would rather come early than be late.

"Holy King, my ancestor has a big birthday, and there are more people now, so live with me first, and wait for me to report to my ancestor, right?" said desolate and respectfully.

"Good!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Long Yuan pulled everyone and went straight to the center, entering a place where the vitality of heaven and earth was extremely strong.

When they got closer, a large number of cultivators flew over.

Hua Desolation stood in front, and the cultivator who flew in immediately recognized it.

"Meet Childe!" the cultivators said respectfully.

"Hmm!" Hua Desolate nodded.

The dragon chariot went all the way unimpeded, straight into a huge palace complex.

At the entrance of the palace group, a huge monument is erected.

"Sin Death Villa" Guiguzi read the inscription strangely.

Hua desolate smiled bitterly: "This is the name given by the ancestor, I have asked many times, but the ancestor never said!"

"Sin death?" Yan Chuan also read strangely.

The crowd soon came to a huge palace.

Suddenly, a lot of people came up.

"Holy King, how about you live in the Temple of Sin and Death for the time being?" asked Hua Desolation.

After all, the biggest palace in Sin Death Villa is the Sin Death Hall, although the name is a little ugly, but it is the best here.

Yan Chuan nodded, not picky.

At this point, Yan Chuan and his entourage stayed.

ps: I was not in good shape today, that's all, I'm sorry, I'm really not in good shape.