"He's not my father anymore!" Wuyuan Zhenzun clenched his fists and was stunned for a moment, then the Holy Mang, who flashed with the limit of the source, roared in a low voice.

Then, the throne echoed.

"But you've me off!" whispered as he slowly flew to the throne and sat down.

At the same time, the Temple of the Holy Kings was also manifested in a distant distance.

There, Yun Yun sensed countless Xuan Saint Aura that she had not perceived before.

However, they should not be monks, giving the impression of a spirit weapon, possibly puppets.

"Therefore, I will destroy you. After saying this, the True Venerable's face distorted, and after controlling the throne and the Holy King Hall flew towards the Xuan Sacred Domain.

Before that, Yun Yun silently followed, standing on the platform next to the throne.

Seeing this, Wuyuan Zhenzun just glanced at it and didn't say anything.

Coming to the edge of the Xuan Saint Domain, it was already full of strong men who were ready to attack, and each of them had the momentum of at least an eighth-order saint.

Facing them, Wuyuan Zhenzun had a disdainful expression on his face.

The picture at this moment is the same as Qin Yiyuan's memory.

"Come out, you will never betray my true guard!" said True Venerable with a sneer, waving his hand to open the door of the Holy King's Hall.

In an instant, like a hornet's nest, the Holy King's Hall emerged one after another Xuansheng-level puppets made of the essence of the top-grade Holy Spirit Stone.

Soon, the number of puppets exceeded the number of strong people on the opposite side, which made them all frown under pressure, but they were not afraid of it.

At this time, an old man with empty eyes crossed over the strong and confronted the True Venerable of Nothingness.

He is the Blue Dragon Saint King, but he has clearly lost himself.

This scene made Wuyuan Zhenzun cover his eyes with both hands that he couldn't close because of anger.

"Attack. The Blue Dragon Saint King pointed to the True Venerable and made the voice of the disciple of the Master Shuozhen.

That person was the reincarnation of a very timid Yuan Wai Xiu, he had a majestic and majestic appearance, but he only dared to hide in the distance and meet the Immortal Venerable through the Blue Dragon Saint King, who had no soul.

In the next moment, countless powerhouses attacked the puppet who was stunned in place because there was no further instructions, and no one dared to approach the True Venerable, although none of them were cowards.

Helplessly, the Blue Dragon Saint King took out the sword of the former guard commander and rushed towards the True Venerable.

The moment the knife fell, Wuyuan Zhenzun put down his hand, his eyes were full of tears, and his pupils reflected scenes and scenes with his father's encounter when he was weak in cultivation.

Even if there was no resistance, this knife only cut through the skin of the True Venerable, and a wisp of blood oozed from his shoulder to his waist, not making him feel any pain, just staring at the face of the Green Dragon Saint King indifferently.

Immediately afterwards, the Blue Dragon Saint King slashed several times in a row, causing the True Venerable to have one more blood mark after another, but he was still indifferent.

When the Green Dragon Saint King condensed almost all the holy mangs and blessed them on the knife, and summoned the Blue Dragon Phantom to attach to it, Yun Yun couldn't stand it anymore, and she used her hand armor to block this sword that was very likely to kill him with the speed of the source.

On the surface, Yun Yun caught this knife unscathed, but in fact, her Holy Spirit Will, which was only in the sixth-order Saint Realm, had already entered a state of ruin due to the power of the Green Dragon.

At the same time, the whole armor retracted to the shape of the crown, and shattered and collapsed in an instant.

"Look closely, he's not your father. Yun Yun withdrew her hand, weakly hugged the throne and said, blood spurting out of her mouth like a waterfall as she spoke, covering her long blue dress.

"I wish he was, even if he was going to kill me... I can't be ruthless to him after all..."Without a chance True Venerable, he stood up and stimulated his ultimate trick at the bottom of the box, the omniscient and all-powerful power cultivated with the Holy Spirit Technique.

In an instant, except for himself and Yun Yun, everything went back in time to the moment when the Blue Dragon Saint King had just pointed at him.

Twisting his face and seeing Yun Yun who was still dying, he fell into a frenzy, and at a speed far beyond the limit of the source, he gave countless punches to all the beings present in an instant.

Suddenly, all the monks died, and all the puppets collapsed.

"Remember, you can't perish, or there will be no sanctuary. After Yun Yun looked at the True Venerable of Nothingness and said this, he sat down on the throne lifelessly.

Misinterpret the meaning of this sentence as: With you, the sanctuary is there. The True Venerable of the Void collapsed, and the last of his existences that he thought he was the Holy King was extinguished.

Fast forward to the appearance of the Creator, and if you look at it as a picture that is not a memory, you will find that there is also a kind of "preservation" power attached to her finger, and I don't know what the purpose is.

When she came to the realm where Situ Lanlan was, she liked the formation very much as before she lost her memory, and when she was waiting for Yun Yun to return, she constructed a "formation" that existed in the form of life, she and Yun Yun had the same blue dress and face, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was reincarnated Yun Yun.

Being able to do this has something to do with Situ Lanlan being the ontology of the rules of life, but the correlation is not very great.

"Your name is Yunyun, you should... No, it's my best friend! When Yun Yun herself comes back, you will also be good friends! Eh, how do you distinguish between you? Forget it, your name..."Seeing "Yun Yun" open her eyes, Situ Lanlan said the first half of her words excitedly, and then Yun Yun interrupted her by saying something in the thought process of her patting her head.

"I just want the name Yunyun. Yun Yun lowered her head and said weakly.

"No! I think about it, let Yun Wei get it! It indicates that Yun Yun is about to come back. Situ Lanlan glared.

"What a nasty name. Yun Yun frowned.

"You only have the cultivation of transforming gods now, do you want to cultivate to a higher realm? I can teach you. Situ Lanlan ignored Yun Yun's complaints.

"Cultivation is too boring. Yun Yun muttered.

"Then do you want to learn the formation?" asked Situ Lanlan.

"It's also a kind of cultivation...," Yun Yun muttered.

"Uh... What are you interested in?" asked Situ Lanlan with a helpless face.

"I don't know, let's talk about it when I meet it. Yun Yun shook her head and said.

"Although I can't remember most of the memories of Yunyun, I don't know why I always feel that your natural and straight mentality when the boat arrives at the head of the bridge is very similar to her. Situ Lanlan rubbed her chin and complained.

"Do you want to go to the nearby city for a walk?" Immediately after, Situ Lanlan asked again.

"Well, I love lively places. Yun Yun nodded heavily.

Walking out of the small courtyard built by Situ Lanlan, Yun Yun was surprised to find that it had disappeared, and then said in a daze: "It turns out that the formation is so magical!"

"Have you changed your mind and wanted to learn?" said Situ Lanlan with a smile.

"Think about it. Yun Yun said.

"Okay, I'll teach you some simple ones first. Situ Lanlan said, and flew away first.

Seeing this, Yun Yun also staggered up and followed.

"There are many monks and mortals in the city, which one do you want to go to?" Situ Lanlan asked after glancing at Yun Yun, who was gradually flying steadily.