Millions of Flying Feather disciples are all women, and very few men can enter the Flying Feather Holy Land, let alone walk slowly and leisurely like an ancient mound, unaccompanied.

This seemed to them to be a bit of a surprise.

Gu Qiu didn't care, he took a few steps, although the frequency was not high, but the speed was not slow, giving people the feeling that he was indeed very comfortable.

Coming to Jiufeng Mountain, Gu Qiu stepped straight into Nanyu Peak, which was the center of the Flying Feather Holy Land, and all orders were issued from this place, determining the future of millions of Flying Feather disciples.

At the foot of the mountain, there are two teams of disciples guarding, with a solemn face, and the ancient mound swept away at a glance, and it was already clear that all of them were monks in the realm of transforming gods!

This kind of existence, if placed on the earth, is definitely an invincible figure, and it is not difficult to destroy a city and slaughter hundreds of millions of people in one blow.

But helplessly, the earth is blocked by mysterious powers, and now only innate can enter, even if there is a strong cultivation, it is also impossible.

Gu Qiu stepped in, the two teams of guards did not stop him, did not squint, obviously had already received the order, let Gu Qiu come and go.

Coming to the top of the mountain again, Guqiu's white shirt was blown by the wind, his body was straight, his black hair fluttered, and he was extraordinary.

"Gu Gongzi, the Holy Lord is invited!"

At this time, an elder stepped out of the main hall and saluted slightly to Gu Qiu, with a graceful body and a jade face shining with brilliance, looking at the man in front of him with curiosity.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have been unbelievable that this person had saved the Flying Feather Holy Land from the brink of destruction, and had almost slaughtered the three major demon sects that were not much different from them.

This kind of news, even if it is said, no one in the heavens and all the worlds will believe it, it is really too incredible.

A great holy place, in the end, it was actually saved by a congenital junior?

It's even more bizarre than the Arabian Nights!

Gu Qiu bowed his head slightly, his eyes were calm, and he stepped into the Flying Feather Temple first.

At the head of the hall, Tang Yinghan sat high, his face was blurred, his eyes were blazing, but his body exuded a trace of coldness.

There are more than a dozen people on the side of the circumference, either like a young girl, full of vitality, or like a middle-aged Taoist aunt, holding floating dust, and even an elderly woman, full of wrinkles.

Except for the existence of the three sects of the distant attack, this is all the god-level high-level in the Flying Feather Holy Land.

Every deity who can finally ignite the divine fire is not simple, and each has its own fate, which should not be underestimated.

"Gu Gongzi, I haven't thanked you for saving the sect yet!"

Tang Yinghan, the cold voice spread, and at this time he stood up and saluted deeply to Guqiu, with a very sincere attitude.

Saving the lives of millions of disciples in the Feiyu Holy Land is worthy of her respect!

Gu Qiu's eyes were unwavering, but for Tang Yinghan, he nodded slightly.

This is the most basic criterion for life!

He is the ancestor of the human race, and gratitude is the indelible fire in the inheritance of the human race!

"Holy Lord Tang, thank you for not needing, but I need some materials and I need to prepare for it. ”

Gu Qiu looked at Tang Yinghan, opened his mouth lightly, and a thin scroll in his hand flew up in the air and slowly unfolded.

Although many natural treasures are useless to him, he must prepare everything he needs for his close relatives and even friends to practice.

Moreover, in this life, he does not want to follow the path of his previous life, so it is imperative to cultivate power.

Although there are all the powerhouses of the Heavenly Court, they have reached the current realm, which is close to the limit, and he wants to cultivate a group of powerful beings who can be called invincible in the heavens and ten thousand realms!

Then, resources are indispensable, and they are the wealth of the spiritual path.

Although he had some materials in his hands that had been obtained from Guangyuan Divine Mountain, the quantity was limited and not too many.

He doesn't need anything too advanced, there are countless secret realms on the earth that are blocked, but some low-level resources are hard to find.

Tang Yinghan swept it slightly, and he didn't care at all, some of the cultivation resources of the Innate Nature, Jin Dan, Yuan Infant and even the Transformation God Realm, although the Flying Feather Holy Land was lonely, but these low-level and intermediate-level spiritual materials were still easy to come up with.

"Gu Gongzi's great grace, the Flying Feather Holy Land will never be forgotten!"

Tang Yinghan sat upright again, his posture was cold, the cold air surrounded his body, and the white mist was ethereal.

Nodding slightly, Gu Qiu didn't say anything more, and stood indifferently in the main hall.

Not long after, a female disciple stepped in, cautiously, with a disc in her hand, and a ring lying quietly on it.

Gu Qiu swept and nodded slightly, although the Sumeru ring of the Absolute Magic Weapon level is nothing to them, it is the most suitable, after all, the blockade of the earth is clear.

The sleeves of the robe danced lightly, the sleeves of Gu Qiu unfolded, and the ancient ring that flashed with a faint blue light disappeared without a trace.

Without saying anything more, Gu Qiu turned around and stepped forward, leaving directly, the Flying Feather Holy Land was just an old place for him, there was no old man, and he had no intention of staying for a long time.

Tang Yinghan and even the elders and Dharma protectors all silently watched the back of Gu Qiu, although this man was only a congenital cultivator, but he gave them the feeling that he seemed to be one with this heaven and earth, and he raised his hands and feet, all of which had great power!

"Holy Lord, why don't you let him hand over the secret method of communicating with the Blue Dragon God King and the Xuanwu God King?"

It wasn't until Gu Qiu was far away, and after a long time, an elder spoke, his face a little puzzled and regretful.

All the gods, most of them had the same doubts, and looked up at Tang Yinghan.

"It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare. ”

Tang Yinghan pondered for a long time, and finally said the reason, when Gu Qiu had just stepped into the temple, she felt that the entire hall, countless powerful and peerless formations, she usually couldn't control it at all, but at this time, they were actually recovering on their own, with joy, surrounding Gu Qiu's side, as if children admired their fathers.

This kind of scene directly shocked her!

This hall is the core of Jiufeng Mountain, and it is said that there is a supreme array set up by the Flying Feather Patriarch and even the Daogu Patriarch himself, although she has not seen it, but she has faintly perceived it several times.

And just now, she sensed it unprecedentedly clearly, and that such a supreme divine array was actually recovering as well!

This scene almost scared her silly.

When everyone heard this, they all fell into silence and shock, who is this ancient prince who is sacred?!

How do you feel that he is the master of the Flying Feather Holy Land, and they are just a group of outsiders?!

The unbelievable is not enough to describe the horror in their hearts at this moment.

......

The Land of Ruins.

"The Emperor's Decree?!It's the Emperor's Will!!The Emperor of Heaven has returned!!"

A long howl spread through the Eight Desolations, with endless feelings, ecstasy and excitement, and the sound resounded throughout the ruins.

How many years?

They have long since lost their memory of the years, and the hundreds of millions of years of waiting have finally turned into hope!

"Colleagues, the Emperor of Heaven has returned!"

With great excitement, he burst into tears, his hands trembled, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the imperial decree held high by Mo Liqing's hands!

Rumble!

One after another, the mighty and monstrous aura rose from nothingness, like a round of great sun, shining on the heavens, rampaging through all worlds, and then words full of excitement and ecstasy spread to all directions.

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