Eternal Sacred King

Bright world.

Outside the Great Hall of Light, the millions of Protoss army gathered, armor gleaming with golden light, the sword of the war radiated endless sharpness, the flag of the war was floating, and the murderous aura!

The three **** emperors stepped into the hall.

Above the main hall, the Lord of Light was sitting in the center, his expression was majestic, and his eyes opened and closed, revealing a brilliant brilliance, which made people afraid to look at each other!

"Lord, the army has been assembled, and you can leave at any time to go to the desolate realm to slay the dark sinners!"

A **** emperor said in a deep voice.

"Let's go away first."

The Lord of Light suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

The three **** emperors frowned slightly, and one of them asked, "Master, why is this?"

The Lord of the Bright Realm pointed to the sky, and said: "I just received a reply from the Emperor Fengtian, letting the Protoss stay still and wait for news from the Heavenly Court."

Heaven!

When the three **** emperors heard the words, their hearts were stunned.

A **** emperor was surprised, and said: "Has this incident shocked the heavens?"

"Not really."

The Bright Realm Master explained: "Fengtian Realm should be prepared to take this opportunity to build power, and there will be people coming down from the Heavenly Court. At that time, it will not be a small sky and waste realm that will be dealt with."

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One hundred years, for the many creatures in the world, it is too short.

Many beings retreat at every turn, all for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years.

A hundred years, but suddenly.

But for Tianhuangjie, one hundred years is enough to produce earth-shaking changes!

There is Su Zimo's twelve-grade good fortune Qinglian sitting in the center, and there are four great spiritual roots in the four directions, frantically absorbing and plundering the heaven and earth vitality that is free in the middle of the world.

Fortune Qinglian can even steal a lot of strong vitality from the heavens!

This has made the Heavenly Desolation Realm change with each passing day in just one hundred years!

In addition to the Tianhuangzong, many large and small forces have been established on this land, including the Universe Academy, the Warring States Period, and Fengxueling...

Under the impetus of the Linglong Immortal King, the Xuanji Palace was established in the Heavenly Desolate Realm. Qi Xian Junyu once followed Su Zimo and others together and became the first palace owner of the Xuanji Palace.

Although Jun Yu has never worshipped Immortal King Linglong as his teacher, he has inherited and comprehended Dao the most.

And the first storyteller of Xuanji Palace in the upper realm was Lin Xuanji.

The existence of storytellers is extremely special in the Palace of Xuanji, and they bear the responsibility of ‘speaking up’.

The so-called Liyan is to record history, continue merits, inherit civilization, and inherit the road.

On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, the tragic days of the human race in the ancient times, the emperors of the ancient times came together, everything was recorded by the mysterious palace, and spread by storytellers everywhere.

Lin Xuanji at this time was still the most mysterious tenth elder in Qiankun Academy.

However, as far as Lin Xuanji is concerned, he still likes the identity of a storyteller the most.

With his temperament, he couldn't be idle at all, so he wanted to pull people to talk.

During those days in Qiankun Academy, he almost drove him crazy!

On this day, Lin Zhan and others came to the Tianhuang Hall, found Su Zimo, and proposed: "Zimo, a hundred years have passed, the Tianhuang world has stabilized and is beginning to take shape. I suggest that you might as well invite some interface masters. Come here as a guest."

"On the one hand, it also has a connection with these interfaces."

"On the other hand, like the master of the sword world, the two masters of the Kunpeng world, the master of the dragon world, and others, they also came forward to help us back then. This invitation can be regarded as a thank you."

Su Zimo groaned a little and nodded, "It's okay."

Back then, he promised Yunzhu that a new interface would be established, and he invited her to visit it. He took this opportunity to let Yunzhu come around.

For most of the interfaces of the Three Thousand Worlds, Su Zimo has no friendship.

Most of the old people he knows are now in the realm of heaven.

Su Zimo thought for a while, wrote down a few invitation letters, left the teleportation rune outside, and finally tossed them to the Sword Realm, Dragon Realm, Flower Realm, Heaven Realm, Blood Ape Realm, Kunpeng Realm.

These invitation letters turned into streams of light, and disappeared into the void.

At this moment, Su Zimo felt a little bit, and felt a huge power fluctuation coming from the east of the Heavenly Desolation Realm!

Someone has broken through and is hitting the cave world!

There is the direction of Qiankun Academy.

Su Zimo bid farewell to everyone and came to the sky above Qiankun Academy. After sweeping his spiritual knowledge, he saw a mountain top. Mo Qing closed his eyes, Dao Guo emerged in front of him, constantly accumulating strength, preparing to penetrate the void .

Her slender fingers, like a white jade paintbrush, danced lightly in mid-air, leaving behind a beautiful trace.

The Tao and Dharma revealed by these traces are continuously integrated into the Tao fruit.

Her breath also continued to rise with the increase of Dao Guo's power!

Su Zimo did not leave, but stayed here to protect Mo.

Around this mountain top, there are still many academy monks standing.

After seeing Su Zimo appear, they all let out a sigh of relief.

Lin Xuanji is not in the academy all year round, and Xuan is too old to be able to shoot.

Mo Qing hit Dongtian, and no one in the academy could help her.

If something accident happened, everyone would be helpless.

"The world master is here, don't worry, everyone."

Yang Ruoxu saw Su Zimo appear, arched his hands slightly, and chuckled lightly.

Su Zimo also nodded.

For some reason, Mo Qing, who had been breaking through and progressing smoothly, seemed to have heard something, and the aura in his body suddenly became extremely unstable and chaotic.

If you continue, there is even a danger of getting into trouble!

"Um?"

Su Zimo frowned slightly, but did not rush to shoot.

How could this happen suddenly?

It was fine just now.

At this moment, Mo Qing suddenly opened his eyes and looked in Su Zimo's direction.

On that elegant and beautiful face, there was a touch of extremely complex emotions, like anger and resentment, anger and shame.

Mo Qing is fascinated by painting, and his mood is always peaceful, like a fairy in a painting that is not stained with red dust. He has never had such an expression.

At this moment, she was like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, and her eyes were so bitter and affectionate that she had never been more touching!

With Su Zimo's state of mind, he was slightly lost in his eyes.

But seeing that Mo Qing's state is not good, he didn't have time to think about it. He quickly transmitted the sound of his spiritual knowledge and chanted a paragraph of Buddhist scripture: "Everything that works, like a dream bubble, like a dew or electricity, should be observed like this!"

"Senior Sister Mo Qing, without distracting thoughts, guard the spiritual platform!"

This scripture is indeed useful, not to mention that Su Zimo used the Buddhism vocal method, such as drinking with a head, and instantly awakening Mo Qing.

Mo Qing took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, but his expression was still somewhat complicated.

After a while, her breath gradually stabilized.

"I blame you!"

At this moment, the ice butterfly ran up to Su Zimo and said angrily: "If you don't come, she won't have an accident!"

What does it have to do with me?

Su Zimo felt inexplicable, and was about to speak, when Mo Qing's anger and strange face flashed in his mind again, and the resentful look in his eyes.

Su Zimo frowned secretly.

Seeing that no one on the left or right noticed him, he quietly took out the painting that Moqin had given him from his storage bag, and slowly unfolded it.

Seeing the person in the painting, Su Zimo was startled.

This man with black hair and purple robe, holding a silver mask in his hand, seems to have just taken off, obviously painted as a martial arts deity.

The face of the person in the painting is exactly the same as his appearance!

Mo Qing already knew it!

There is no Mo Qing's name at the place where this painting is signed.

Only one word.

snort!