Looking at the flying sword shot at him, Xiao Shaoze's eyes moistened and said: It's okay, let this friendship that shouldn't happen be completely cut off, after the clouds and smoke, the world may be broader.

Xiao Shao raised his hand, grabbed the flying sword with only his fingers, and suddenly exerted force. The click-and-fly sword snapped, followed by a bang, and broke inch by inch.

Wang Gensheng spurted out a mouthful of blood at the moment when the flying sword broke, and the natal flying sword was broken by the other party, and his mind was damaged.

"I'll kill you. Wang Gensheng picked up his father's corpse and looked at Xiao Shaoze coldly.

Xiao Shaoze wanted him to let go of his obsession, but after thinking about it. How could I have let go, wasn't it for my father's hatred, for the ethereal truth behind it?"

The originally open mouth was slowly closed, and then calmed down, looking at Wang Gensheng He had a thousand words, but in the end he still didn't say a word.

Wang Gensheng hugged his father and left, walking towards the portal. All the buildings of the Tongming Gate were destroyed, but the portal was still standing on the sudden ground, emitting a faint light of spiritual power.

Wei Yuanjun finally moved, he just looked at Xiao Shaoze blankly.

Xiao Shao bowed to Wei Yuanjun.

The other party turned around and left without any reaction, and also walked into the teleportation array.

After the teleportation array shone a few times, the two were directly teleported to the fairy world. At the same time, the portal rose into the air, a crack appeared in the space, and the portal was taken back by Heavenly Court. Before the crack could close, a figure walked out directly.

"King Ming!" Xiao Shao looked at the figure and said.

He didn't expect that King Ming would come after the Xuanchi Continent of Tongmingmen was completely destroyed. He was holding a black account book in his hand, which was the soul book of the Xuanchi Continent.

"No. . . King Ming directly threw the account book to Xiao Shaoze and said: Let's go. The masters of the Heavenly Court are coming soon.

Xiao Shao is a little unclear, so why does King Ming want to help himself?

When he wanted to ask the reason, King Ming looked sideways, tore the space next to him, and left directly, at the moment when the space crack healed, the space not far away was directly torn apart, and this crack directly ran through more than thirty miles, and the figures inside were shaking, I don't know how much.

"Kill. A word came out of it, the figure shook, the flying sword meteor, and directly flew out densely packed with no less than five thousand monks, these monks were all immortal peak cultivators, and the leader of them turned out to be a peak powerhouse of the gods, and he was only one step away from becoming a king.

These are dressed in white vestments, with a large black font on the back, "Heaven"

The regular army of Heavenly Court, one legion, 10,000 people, turned out to be in the lower realm. It seems that Heavenly Court is angry with Xiao Shaoze, and this time he completely touched the nerves of the Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Realm.

Looking at the overwhelming swarming figures, Xiao Shao smiled, and a portal appeared behind him, leaking a weird smile at the 10,000 army that rushed to kill, and at the same time raised his arm and waved his hand: Bye.

Sou..

The portal sucked him away and disappeared.

The 10,000 monks who rushed to kill stopped one after another, and a man in a blue robe appeared in front of the group, holding a tray in his hand.

The pallet pointer rotates rapidly, pointing in one direction at the end, while the other two compasses point to three positions. This is a staggered position of four points in space.

A person appeared in the crack in the sky, and everyone knelt down when they saw the person who came and said: Welcome to Lord Ming.

This person is the Ming King who left. "How. King Ming asked.

The blue-clad monk got up, and a little in the air, a chaotic junction of time and space appeared. "Found it. ”

King Ming nodded, his fingers swept across the air, as if a knife had effortlessly cut through the cream, and a thirty-mile-long spatial crack appeared.

10,000 people shot into the crack and disappeared.

The northernmost Milky Way Sea in the Diming Continent, an isolated island 30,000 miles to the north. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the sky is clear, the sky is full of flocks of seagulls, and the sound of the rainforest flowing water below is indescribably comfortable.

Because the humidity does not dissipate all year round, a dense white mist forms on the rainforest, covering the whole rainforest, and it is difficult to see the whole picture. The island is not very large, it is the size of a small town.

The sky that had been empty for thousands of miles suddenly cracked, and out of the crack came a group of monks, dressed in Heavenly Court Guard costumes, looking at the rainforest under their feet with fierce expressions.

Almost at the same time, the fireball technique was used, and the huge fireball directly burned the rainforest below with high temperature, and any living creature in the rainforest was instantly reduced to ashes. All that remains is a bare, black bald island.

"Nope. "Let's go. After speaking, the space behind him cracked again, and these spatial cracks disappeared.

When the group reappeared, it was already a place of birds and flowers, where flowers were blooming, fairies were dancing among the flowers, and several fiery unicorn cubs were chasing and biting each other in the garden.

The space cracked, and nearly a thousand people walked out of the crack at the same time. A few fire unicorn cubs playing among the flowers bared their teeth at these people and let out a unique muffled snort.

The man in the flowers waved his hand, the dancing fairy saluted and left, and the fire unicorn cub jumped directly into the man's arms and rubbed the man's skin with scales, like an obedient puppy.

"How?"

The man asked, and the thousand people bowed their heads and remained silent.

The man sighed when he heard this: I know it's him, I can feel that the son-in-law of the Tang family is ridiculous, and Wang Wenjie believes that even the Tang family can't tell the difference, and he is not unjustly dead.

This was heard by a captain among the thousands, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were deeply inserted into his palms, and the blood flowed down his palms, ticking, and fell on a blooming peony.

The man smelled the blood, got up with a sneer, walked past the other captains, came to the man, looked at the corners of his mouth and said even more: What, you are not happy to say that your father is a waste?

Unexpectedly, after Wang Gensheng teleported to the fairy world, he actually joined the law enforcement team of the fairy world, and achieved the position of captain.

Wang Gensheng's eyes were cold, he looked up at the man who questioned him, saw the man's handsome face full of conspiracy, and hugged his fists and said: Go back to the emperor, your subordinates don't dare.

It turned out that this person was the night of becoming the emperor's son.

Ying Quanye laughed when he heard this: Don't dare, and you don't dare to be the king, in order to find out your righteous second brother, you turned everything you went into ashes and killed innocents indiscriminately, your character is really true.

"My subordinates know their mistakes. Wang Gensheng's answer was still cold, which made the people who heard his voice a little chilled.

"I really like it. Hahahaha" Ying Quan Ye laughed and turned to leave.

In the Heavenly Court Hall, the Emperor of Heaven was dressed in white, and he did not wear the imperial costume that represented his identity today, but he was wearing clothes made of ordinary white cloth, not even a magic robe. His hair was scattered, and the golden light around him was gone. It's like an old man next door, sitting next door, sitting next to the chessboard, touching his snow-white beard with one hand, and picking up a sunspot with the other, with a hesitant expression.

It's been 300,000 years, even if it's the Emperor of Heaven, the years have left traces on his face, deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and some yellowed skin.

If the Heavenly Emperor was anywhere in the mortal world, no one would believe that this was the Heavenly Emperor who usually ruled the Three Realms and was blessed with golden light.