“…… Ahem...... His name is Qi Yuan. Jiang Ruhua said, a little embarrassed.

After all, now, in this world, no one knows that Qi Yuan has eliminated the catastrophe.

His son-in-law and the same name are really embarrassing.

When Wang Lingtong heard this, even as a great venerable, his heartbeat beat violently at this moment.

He jerked down the stairs in front of him, and saw a blood-red figure in a robe slowly descending, his feet on the stairs with a trampling sound.

Jiang Lingsu, who was wearing a plain robe, was holding the figure, and there was irrepressible joy in the depths of his eyes.

All the monks present who were drinking put down their glasses and got up silently at this moment.

In the restaurant, the only thing I heard was the rustle of footsteps on the wooden stairs.

Jiang Ruhua didn't notice that the monks got up, but the sound of Qi Yuan stepping on the stairs made him blush a little.

Alas, the son-in-law deserves to come out of a small place like him, and his quality can be seen to be similar, and he walks so loudly.

Didn't see how quiet it was?

Quality!

He decided that when he returned to Dongtu, he must educate Qi Yuan well, and when he went out, he couldn't lose the face of the Dongtu monks.

When the blood-colored color came into view, a handsome and extraordinary, slightly lazy, and seemingly unresolved face appeared, Jiang Ruhua got up suddenly, looking at the young man holding his baby daughter, he was about to question.

But I saw all the monks present worshipping together, and the deafening sound also swept at this moment.

"Let's meet the Blood-Clad Sword God senior!"

"In addition to the great tribulation, the predecessors have immeasurable merits, and they should be the emperor of my Canglan realm!"

The voice is neat and uniform, as if it came out of a person, and the cracked rocks and clouds resounded through the sky.

At this moment, the great respects in the restaurant shouted together, no matter how noble they were and how prominent their backgrounds were.

In front of that blood-colored robe, they were all humble to the extreme.

Jiang Ruhua blinked, as if he was a little suspicious of his ears and eyes.

His heart was empty, as if thunder and lightning had struck, and his whole body was numb and crispy.

The monks' voices turned into ringing in the ears.

Qi Yuan ...... It's Qi Yuan?!!

He has some six gods and no masters, and he can't think at all.

He was very anxious, and he just let go of the cruel words, and he wanted to put Qi Yuan in one sinus.

Now I am in a dilemma, I can only pretend to be dead, and then ...... Huge surprises welled up in my heart.

Dao Ye...... Soaring?

Wang Lingtong secretly glanced at Jiang Ruhua, and still had some expectations, looking forward to this brother Tai really going to ......

Of course, he only dared to think about it, and he didn't even dare to think about it.

After all, the one in front of him is a ruthless man who has destroyed the Three Thousand Tribulations!

The Yang God Heavenly Venerable under his command is full of thousands!

In the upper realm, I am afraid it is also a supreme!

At this time, Qi Yuan, who looked lazy, yawned, and there was a thick tiredness in the depths of his eyes.

He swept past the Dazun present and Jiang Ruhua, who seemed to need first aid, and he slowly spoke.

"The title of the emperor represents responsibility, I ...... Unworthy. ”

As a emperor, he should shoulder the sky.

The Canglan Realm has been swallowed by him, how can he still shoulder it?

Therefore, it is not worthy!

When all the great venerables saw this, they didn't dare to speak, and they didn't even have a rebuttal.

After all, this is the blood-clothed sword god who has destroyed the Great Tribulation!

His words are more effective than the commands.

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, he had already determined in his heart that Qi Yuan was the real Qi Yuan.

Otherwise, these monks come here...... Acting?

No wonder he couldn't see the cultivation of these monks, these weakest ...... It is estimated that they are all Dazun.

"Seniors should be the co-masters of the world!" The White Fish Venerable leaned over and bowed, and the former first person in the Canglan Realm said.

The rest of the Venerables chimed in.

Now that the catastrophe has been removed, if the blood-clothed sword gods are not the co-masters of the world, how can they exist?

After all, in today's Canglan Realm, the heavens and stars are not there, and they only see ten days in the sky.

What is the future and the way forward?

"Although the Great Tribulation has been removed, you still have the mark left by the one behind the Great Tribulation.

That's why I swallowed the Canglan Realm and put it into my Purple Mansion.

Leaving my Purple Mansion, if the person behind the catastrophe wants to take revenge, he will be killed in a flash.

So...... For the time being, you are still living in my Purple Mansion.

I'm a very generous person, and this time I swallowed you without your consent, and some of them were forcibly rented and sold...... I won't charge you rent. ”

Qi Yuan stretched, his voice softened.

Hearing this, the surrounding Dazun looked at each other, or looked surprised.

At this time, Wang Lingtong stood up and said loudly: "What the predecessors of the Blood-clothed Sword God said are all true, a certain one comes from the Star Separation Realm, and the Heavenly Venerable of our realm once said that the people behind the catastrophe have left a mark in the bodies of our living beings, and our life and death are all in one thought.

Now, the Great Tribulation has dissipated, and if He knows about it, he will probably snuff out the mark and harvest us! ”

When the rest of the monks heard this, they broke out in a cold sweat.

The catastrophe is so terrifying and powerless, and the people behind the catastrophe ...... It's unimaginable.

All the calculations and all the ideas that came before turned into nothing.

The Great Venerable of the White Fish stepped forward at this moment, his eyes firm: "The will of the predecessors is the will of the Canglan Realm!" ”

At this moment, he did not mention the co-lord of the world.

After all, all the creatures in the Canglan Realm owe Qi Yuan.

"I'm not interested in any of this, I'm just an immortal cultivator who has no ambition, is weak, and it is difficult to even protect himself.

Alas, it's all forced by the social climate of this dog day.

If it weren't for the fact that the Black Mountain Sect was too rampant, the Guangming Palace was too pressing, the dark sun was arrogant, and the catastrophe was ruthless.

Some netizens spray me on the Internet every day, how can I be so tired?

I just hope to see a peaceful, friendly, harmonious, and upright world of cultivating immortals, it's as simple as that.

If that's the case, I'll shrink into the sect every day and play games, how good! Qi Yuan said seriously.

He is already socially phobic and unfit to be a savior.

It's okay to be in the game, but you don't have to in reality.

When the rest of the Venerables heard this, they all looked at each other, and some did not dare to speak.

The words of the blood-clothed sword god really made them a little confused.

Jiang Lingsu looked at Senior Brother, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

The senior brother is still the familiar senior brother, and what he says is always so strange.

"Seniors, rest assured, we will definitely do our best to clear the atmosphere of cultivating immortals!" The White Fish Dazun spoke, his voice resolute.

A cold sweat broke out on the back of Dazun, who originally liked to burst into foul language.

"We are willing to create a peaceful and friendly immortal cultivation world for our predecessors!"

"Not bad, not bad." Qi Yuan casually complimented and then said, "Wait a minute, the aftermath of the previous battle with the Great Tribulation caused many living beings to fall, alas, it's all my fault." ”

Qi Yuan sighed, fighting against the catastrophe, it is inevitable that there will be aftermath, even if there is the yin and yang of the underworld, it is difficult to avoid.

Baiyu Dazun hurriedly said: "The crime of this battle is not the fault of the predecessors!" ”

"This is the sin of the Great Tribulation!"

No one dared to blame Qi Yuan.

Even if someone blamed them, they, the Great Venerables, would not let those voices enter Qi Yuan's ears.

"Fortunately, I am as witty as I am, and I have been prepared."

Qi Yuan, who was dressed in a blood-colored robe, stretched out his palm, and with his voice, his original lazy temperament was swept away, and his aura became extremely sacred, like a god sitting upright in the Nine Heavens.

He hugged Jiang Lingsu's arm and never parted.

When Jiang Ruhua saw Qi Yuan like this, he felt a sense of worship in his heart.

The rest of the Dazun also thought the same way.

The previous blood-clothed sword god was too friendly to the people and too dreamy.

Such solemnity is in line with his temperament.

Divine and mysterious, all of a sudden, the aura became extremely dark again.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that a door of yin is opened, and an endless mysterious atmosphere is permeated.

But when he saw the mighty and upright deity speak, his voice was vast and deep, like the sound of ancient sacrifices.

"When the soul returns, the Quartet can't be trusted!"

"There are no roots, duckweed floats and sinks."

"There are no attachments, and there are some fluttering flots."

"All my marks will be gone!"

With Qi Yuan's voice, heaven and earth were in turmoil at this moment.

The eerie aura is intense to the extreme.

It was as if the gates of hell were opened.

This voice spread throughout the Canglan Realm, and all living beings heard it.

"This is the voice of the Blood-Clad Sword God?"

"What is he doing?"

Countless monks and mortals, as well as insects, birds and beasts are confused.

All the great venerables also inexplicably probed away, only to see the nearby broken mountains and rivers, and the dead mortal monks, all of whom were inexplicably summoned and lured, to return from the dead silence.

"I ...... Still alive? ”

"No, what's going on?"

"Dad, you're still alive!!"

Countless monks were shocked, and some looked terrified.

In the Canglan Realm, the creatures that fell because of this great war all reawakened at this moment.

Their bodies, or their souls, were transformed into their original forms in an instant, and they were restored to their original state.

Countless monks saw this scene and revered it as a miracle.

And in the Canglan Realm, who else can perform this miracle except the blood-clothed sword god Qi Yuan!

"Blood-clothed Sword God!"

Countless people kowtowed, and some monks trembled.

This is beyond their imagination.

Especially those great venerables, the scene in front of them, even in ancient books, is not recorded.

At this time, a complicated look flashed in Qi Yuan's eyes, who had a divine expression: "The boundary between life and death turned out to be a change, alas, it is another day with a long brain." ”

When using the function of the underworld, Qi Yuan understood that life and death, to a certain extent, are also the transformation of energy and the change of all things.

This is somewhat similar to Ning Zhu's realization when he stepped into the Yang God, time does not exist, and time is a change.

Of course, he is only a small loss, and there seems to be more unknown about his underworld.

Jiang Ruhua swallowed his saliva when he saw this scene.

As for the sinus punching, he couldn't even think of it.

The blood-clothed sword god in front of him was more powerful than he understood and imagined.

Those great venerables felt more deeply than him.

The more powerful you are, the more you understand how sensational the miracle of the Bloody Sword God is!

"Okay, is there anything else?" Qi Yuan spoke, his divine temperament disappeared, and he changed into the ordinary Divine Light Sect Purple Mansion overhaul before, "If it's okay, I'll go back and make up for sleep." ”

He was still very sleepy and tired.

The previous battle consumed too much of his mental energy.

At this time, Wang Lingtong suddenly knelt on the ground, and Wang Lingshan on the side also knelt on the ground.

"Please, Bloody Sword God Senior...... Swallow me out of bounds! ”

They came here to seek the help of the Blood-Clad Sword God.

After all, the Great Tribulation is gone, but the mark on them is still there.

If the one in Taihuang Palace wanted to, all the creatures in the Star Separation Realm would fall in an instant.

Seeing that the Blood-Coated Sword God didn't speak, Wang Lingtong continued: "As long as the Blood-Coated Sword God's predecessor swallows the Star Separation Realm, all the exercises of the Star Separation Realm will be owned by the seniors!" ”

"Didn't the seniors want to cultivate a better atmosphere in the immortal world? Alas, most of the monks who have separated from the star realm have some problems on their bodies, alcoholics, and people with bad mouths, and they still need their seniors to correct the atmosphere! ”

"There are other worlds where the Great Tribulation is located, the Immortal Cultivation Realm is in a depressed state, and many Immortal Cultivators have problems with their mental state, which also requires the Bloody Sword God to correct the atmosphere!"

"All the exercises of the Three Thousand Realms will be obtained by the predecessors of the Bloody Sword God!"

"Please, senior, swallow the three thousand realms alive!"

Wang Lingtong's voice was low and his attitude was pious.

Obviously, he had made some preparations before coming and knew some of the character of the Blood-Clad Sword God.

Of course, he also knows that accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and speculating and pleasing the preferences of the strong may attract the evil feelings of the strong.

But at this moment, he can't help but be more cautious.

The Three Thousand Realms may be destroyed at any time.

When Qi Yuan heard this, he thought for a moment: "What you said makes some sense. ”

Exercises are secondary.

The exercises of the Three Thousand Realms are actually not as good as those collected by the Buddha Kingdom.

Now, if the Taihuang Palace knew the fate of the Great Tribulation, he might activate the seal and harvest the Three Thousand Realms.

After harvesting the three thousand realms, the one from the Taihuang Palace will definitely strengthen a little.

Therefore, in order not to make this evil Taihuang Palace become stronger, he is obliged to swallow the Three Thousand Realms.

The most important thing is that he Qi Yuan is a good person who is orderly and kind, never kills innocent people indiscriminately, and will blink when he kills.

Therefore, these three thousand worlds have to be swallowed alive!

"Senior, this is the coordinates of the star separation boundary, and the remaining three thousand realms, we will also give you the coordinates as soon as possible!" Wang Lingtong was extremely excited, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the other party is willing to swallow it, there is still a way to survive in the Three Thousand Realms.

The black-robed man next to him was a little happy when he heard this, but more regret and loss.

Because, his hometown has long been swallowed by the catastrophe, and there is not an inch left.

"No, when the Great Tribulation was destroyed, I got all the coordinates." Qi Yuan's voice was calm, and then he looked at Wang Lingtong, "I swallowed so many realms alive, what if I have diarrhea?" ”

When Wang Lingtong heard this, he was a little silent and didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I'm going to swallow the three thousand realms, after swallowing it, sleep for a while and eliminate food."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he disappeared with Jiang Lingsu, leaving only the shocked Dazun present.

"The predecessor of the Bloody Sword God swallowed the three thousand realms alive...... It's unimaginable! Baiyu Dazun spoke, his voice inexplicable.

The rest of the Venerables couldn't imagine what kind of scene this was.

"The Canglan Realm can be a bloody sword god senior, which is a blessing from the cultivation of the Canglan Realm!" There is a great emotion.

The catastrophe was solved, and at this moment they were still in a dream.

The Great Tribulation was powerful, and they knew that they couldn't resist it at all with the power of the Canglan Realm.

But who knows, the Great Tribulation is even more powerful than imagined, and the Three Thousand Tribulations are enough to make all the monks have no heart to resist.

As a result, he was still suppressed by the blood-clothed sword god!

At this time, Wang Lingtong looked at Jiang Ruhua, took a deep breath, and said, with a hint of flattery in his voice: "Senior, I didn't expect that the woman next to the predecessor of the Bloody Sword God was actually your daughter." ”

Jiang Ruhua was originally a little happy when he heard this, but when he thought about it, such a thing ...... How can you transmit sound?

You should say it out loud!

The monks of the big place are too eyeless to see!

Seeing that these great masters were discussing the blood-clothed sword god, Jiang Ruhua suddenly sighed inexplicably, but the voice of emotion was very loud: "Alas, my son-in-law's meal is a bit large, and he has to swallow three thousand realms at a time, if he comes to my Jiang family as a guest, how can he entertain the ground?" ”

As Jiang Ruhua's voice fell, the eyes of all the great respects present fell on Jiang Ruhua's body at this moment.

Shocked, amazed, awe...... All kinds of eyes.

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, his heart was extremely useful.

"My Jiang family is really poor, alas." Jiang Ruhua sighed again.

(End of chapter)

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