Thoreau Evil Emperor, the strong man in the clan cultivated by the high-level of the Evil Ancestor Envoy for millions of years, its strength is second only to Wan Canghai and Qingtan, and now the mundane world of the Evil Ancestor Messenger, if there is no Wan Canghai dormant human race two eras, or the birth of Qingtan, I am afraid that it should be Thoreau Evil Emperor in charge.

Wan Canghai should have been killed by Haotian two ancient eras ago, but he was lucky, none of the newcomers cultivated by the Evil Ancestor Envoy could be seen, and no one could carry the worldly beams of the next ancient era.

Faced with the embarrassment that there was no one available, the high-level of the Evil Ancestor Envoy spent a lot of money to resurrect Wan Canghai and reborn the second life.

However, during the growth of Wan Canghai II, the inside of the Evil Ancestor Envoy was also surprisingly born a descendant with strength against the sky.

The young Solo Evil Emperor did not walk in the human cultivation realm like Wan Canghai, but was cultivated by the Holy Realm powerhouses of the Evil Ancestor Envoy in turn, and he was a secret disciple.

Wan Canghai has always only known that the Evil Emperor Thoreau is his substitute, as long as something happens to him in the worldly world of the human race, the Evil Emperor Thoreau will soon directly take his place and become the spokesperson of the Evil Ancestor Messenger in the world.

"He is the substitute executor of the plan appointed by Lord Evil Ancestor, no matter which one you and I die, he will be on top in an instant. Qingtan sneered, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the arrangement of Lord Evil Ancestor.

"I heard that Brother Qingtan defeated Thoreau in front of the Sage to get the position of the person in charge of this plan, so that means that your strength is above him?" Wan Canghai said curiously.

Since he can replace himself at any time and become the spokesperson of the evil ancestor envoy in the world, Wan Canghai feels that the strength of the Evil Emperor Thoreau should not be much different from himself.

Qingtan's ability to defeat the Evil Emperor Thoreau can only show that his strength is not weak, maybe he is only stronger than himself.

"I only fought him three times, the first two were evenly matched, and the last one he gave me half of the effort. "Qingtan doesn't mean anything modest.

Wan Canghai didn't doubt what Qingtan said, but he didn't understand why Emperor Thoreau's evil emperor deliberately gave up half of his strength.

"I know you're wondering something, you've never seen Thoreau, so naturally you don't understand what he's thinking. Qingtan was a little disdainful in his heart, thinking that even if the Solo Evil Emperor didn't let himself do half of his strength, he could win.

Compared with Wan Canghai's cautiousness and the madness of Qingtan, Emperor Thoreau often has an attitude that he has nothing to do with himself.

This is also why the light and dark plan of the Red Dust Conference, the high-level of the Evil Ancestor Envoy did not hand over the Evil Emperor Thoreau as the main person in charge.

"You let Thoreau take the Dustless Sword Emperor, and someone like him will listen to you?" Wan Canghai said puzzled.

Qingtan laughed: "He was originally investigating the whereabouts of Emperor Lihuang, but later found out that the temple of the Rosh Saint not only did not self-destruct, but also may have fallen into the hands of the Dustless Sword Emperor, how could he refuse this task." ”

Although the temple of the Holy Rosh was sacked by the group of the Holy Domain, there were still a lot of treasures left inside.

Moreover, in addition to the treasure, the temple of the Holy Rosh was a defensive treasure comparable to the sturdiness of the holy weapon.

Such a treasure was actually obtained by the Dustless Sword Emperor, and even Wan Canghai was a little moved and wanted to go directly to deal with the Dustless Sword Emperor and seize the temple.

Qingtan seemed to have sensed something, and no longer continued to talk to Wan Canghai, his body returned to a cloud of black mist, dissipating into the secret place.

The gray underground ruins fell silent again, and Wan Canghai drank the last glass of spirit wine in his hand, and suddenly laughed when he looked at the stone wall ruins on the wall.

"Haotian, with your temper, it's a pity that you didn't toss in this era. ”

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Hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Seven Star Divine City was the battlefield where the two major Saint Realm forces of the Central Domain Kyushu and Penglai Immortal Realm were at war.

Dozens of cultivator armies united into a battle formation, and different law rays exploded in the air.

Kunling Peak is the main peak of the highest holy mountain in the Red Dust Realm, pointing to Qiongyu and sinking into the abyss.

At that time, the altar of the Red Dust Sage ** was arranged on the peak of Kunling Peak, which was a rare ancient relic in the Red Dust Realm.

It's just that compared to other saint relics, Kun Ling Peak doesn't have any treasures left.

The peak often floats with the glorious voice of the saint back then, which is the miracle effect of words and words that have been preserved to this day.

Everything related to the Holy Realm has an immortal aura.

Even if the saints fall, the stars of the Holy Dao above the dome of the Ten Thousand Heavens are immortal, symbolizing the eternal immortality of the Holy Dao they left behind.

Kun Lingfeng, as the site of the former saint, has the law breath left by the saint, which has also been scattered for eternity, and still floats around the Lingfeng.

Cultivators in the Red Dust Realm, as long as they have some talents and qualifications, will be sent to Kunling Peak to cultivate, because there are traces of saints here, which can open up the five thoughts of divine consciousness and increase the comprehension of cultivators.

It's just that with the opening of the Red Dust Conference, the indigenous cultivators in the Red Dust Realm have almost lost any power they should have, and even Kun Ling Peak has been seized by others, becoming a treasure land that is fought over by two major forces.

The Sage Gate Valve on either side has the super combat power to directly destroy an immortal one.

Now the Red Dust Conference is the Five Great Saint Realms and the Ten Thousand Realms forces together, and no force in the world, or the Great World, can stop the iron hooves of the Five Great Saint Realms.

On the battlefields of the Middle Domain Kyushu and Penglai Immortal Realm, the most ferocious battle was the Holy Mountain region where Kunling Peak was located.

Every day when the battle is over, there is a fall of the Martial Dao Emperor around Kunling Peak, and the loss of its top masters is comparable to a battle to destroy the world.

Thirty-three Heavens, as a force in the Penglai Immortal Realm, naturally participated in this war and paid a terrible price.

Su Changyun fought with the Sword Emperor Elder of the Sword God Craftsman Yuan Family ten days ago, and suffered a lot of injuries, and at this moment he was healing in a secret territory, and there was a deep wound on his chest, and the sword wound had a terrifying aura of destruction, and it was the top healing pill, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

"Brother Su, you can't continue to fight anymore, otherwise your injuries will endanger the foundation of martial arts, and it will be difficult to become holy in the future. "Zhan Wushuang also retreated from the front line a few days ago.

His left arm was cut off on the battlefield, but fortunately, the arm was recovered by his younger brother Zhan Qitian, otherwise it would take hundreds of thousands of years to regenerate an arm and cultivate it to its current strength.

Despite this, because of the influence of his left arm, it is difficult for Zhan Wushuang to use his peak strength.

"Fairy Luoying is kind to me, I must help her seize the "Tongtian Urn", and I can't retreat. Su Changyun slowly opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "However, the thirty-three heavens have done enough for the Penglai Immortal Realm, and the rest of the battle situation is a matter for their Sage Gate Valve, you don't have to get involved in it anymore, hurry up and let the disciples withdraw." ”

"Senior Sister Luo came with the news three days ago, Senior Brother Yuan wants to merge the Thirty-Three Heavens with the Desperate Divine Palace, and temporarily withdraw from the competition for the Red Dust Conference, I don't know what the plans of Senior Brother Yuan are, just so you can lead the Thirty-Three Heavens to join Senior Brother Yuan and them. ”

Hearing the news about Yuan Chen from Su Changyun's mouth, Zhan Wushuang frowned, because he didn't know what Yuan Chen was going to do now.

The Red Dust Conference has hit this juncture, and this guy didn't say a word and even said that he was going to give up, which made the Thirty-Three Heavens worthy of those disciples and elders who had already sacrificed.

"Take all the people of the Thirty-Three Heavens and leave you alone, I believe that even if Brother Yuan is here, he will not allow such a thing to happen. Zhan Wushuang is very righteous, he can't abandon Su Changyun and leave alone, they have gone from opponents to comrades-in-arms, and they have already concluded a deep friendship, and they can't do it at all.

"I know my brother's temper, so I can only leave this matter to you now. Su Changyun smiled calmly, he had made up his mind.

Zhan Wushuang saw the tenacity in Su Changyun's eyes, closed his eyes and sighed, so he no longer dissuaded, he left a life-saving talisman on his body, which was a treasure he found in the temple, hoping that when Su Changyun encountered a threat to his life, he would be able to get out with this object.

"Thank you!" Su Changyun put away the holy talisman, and Zhan Wushuang had disappeared into this ruin.

As soon as Zhan Wushuang left on his front foot, Su Changyun immediately noticed a spatial ripple in the shadow behind him, and smiled indifferently: "Why didn't you make a move just now?"

"This guy is going to find the Dustless Sword Emperor, it is the bait I put away, why should I make a move?" A man in a pitch-black power suit gradually walked out of the shadows, and sat in front of Su Changyun very casually.

Su Changyun obviously knew the person in front of him, and he was not the slightest surprise at his appearance: "You want to kill Senior Brother Yuan?"

"Ordered by someone, had to kill. The man in black replied briefly.

Su Changyun saw the resolute look on the face of the man in black, and sighed: "I really miss the days of cultivation at the beginning, I didn't expect that we would also be among the torrent of history so soon." ”

"Changyun, since you have chosen this path, you have to understand that there is no regret road to turn back. The man in black admonished.

"The swordsman has no regrets, and naturally I will not regret the choice I made. ”

"I lost my parents when I was five years old, and it was the saint who raised me, and I always remember this kindness. The man in black said in a chic manner, "In my eyes, there is no right or wrong, only the holy decree of the saint, so that life is simple." ”

Su Changyun looked at the man in black in front of him and said with a smile: "The person I have admired the most over the years is you, who can put aside all prejudices and go deep behind enemy lines." ”

"I've known you for tens of thousands of years, and this is the first time you have taken the initiative to call me here, it should be for that guy called the Dustless Sword Emperor. The man in black handed a light talisman to Su Changyun.

After reading all the contents on the light talisman, Su Changyun crushed it and said: "Qingtan is really insidious, he is worried that Senior Brother Yuan has some hole cards in his hand, so he asked you to assassinate Senior Brother, Thoreau, such a plan to kill two birds with one stone, you can't be fooled!"