The world of light.
Outside the Guangming Hall, millions of troops of the Protoss gathered, their armors shone with golden light, their war swords exuded endless edge, their war flags fluttered, and they were filled with murderous intent!
The three god emperors entered the hall.
Above the main hall, the Lord of Light is sitting in the middle, with a majestic look on his face, and his eyes are opening and closing, revealing a dazzling brilliance that makes people dare not look at him!
"Realm Master, the army has been assembled and can set off at any time to go to the Tianhuang Realm to kill the dark evil spirits!"
A god emperor said in a deep voice.
"Let's disperse first."
The Lord of Light suddenly spoke.
"Um?"
The three god emperors frowned slightly, and one of them asked: "World Lord, why is this?"
The Lord of Light pointed to the sky and said: "I just received a reply from the Fengtian Divine Emperor, asking the gods to stay put and wait for news from heaven."
Heaven!
When the three god emperors heard this, their hearts trembled.
A god emperor was surprised and said, "Has this incident alarmed the heavens?"
"Not really."
The Lord of the Light Realm explained: "The Fengtian Realm should be prepared to take this opportunity to establish its authority. Someone from the Heavenly Court will also come down. By then, it will no longer be a small Tianhuang Realm to deal with."
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One hundred years is too short for many living beings in the Middle Thousand World.
Many living beings have been in seclusion for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye.
But for the Tianhuang Realm, one hundred years is enough to bring about earth-shaking changes!
There is Su Zimo's twelfth-grade creation Qinglian sitting in the center, and there are four spiritual roots located in the four directions, frantically absorbing and plundering the vitality of heaven and earth wandering in the middle thousand worlds.
Creation Qinglian can even steal a lot of rich vitality from heaven!
This makes the Tianhuang Realm change rapidly with each passing day in just one hundred years!
In addition to Tianhuang Sect, many large and small forces have also been established on this land, including Qiankun Academy, Warring States, and Fengxueling...
Driven by Immortal King Linglong, Xuanji Palace was established in the Tianhuang Realm. Chess Immortal Jun Yu followed Su Zimo and others and became the first palace owner of Xuanji Palace.
Although Jun Yu has never been a disciple of Immortal King Linglong, he has inherited the most knowledge of Taoism.
And the first storyteller of Xuanji Palace in the upper world was none other than Lin Xuanji.
The existence of storytellers is extremely special in the Xuanji Palace, and they bear the responsibility of 'making words'.
The so-called establishment of words means recording history, continuing merits, inheriting civilization, and inheriting the great road.
On the Tianhuang Continent, the tragic years of darkness for the human race in the ancient times, and the rise of emperors in the ancient times. Everything was recorded by the Xuanji Palace and spread throughout the world by storytellers.
At this time, Lin Xuanji was still the most mysterious tenth elder of Qiankun Academy.
However, for Lin Xuanji, he still likes being a storyteller the most.
With his temperament, he has no time to spare and wants to talk to others.
Those days at Qiankun Academy almost drove him crazy!
On this day, Lin Zhan and others came to the Tianhuang Hall, found Su Zimo, and suggested: "Zimo, a hundred years have passed, and the Tianhuang Realm has stabilized and begun to take shape. I suggest that we invite some interface masters. Come as a guest.”
“On the one hand, it’s also about making friends with these interfaces and having a connection.”
"On the other hand, people like the Lord of the Sword Realm, the two masters of the Kunpeng Realm, the Lord of the Dragon Realm and others also came forward to help us back then. This invitation can be regarded as a thank you."
Su Zimo pondered for a while, nodded and said, "That's fine."
Back then, he had promised Yunzhu that after the new interface was established, he invited her to visit it. He just took this opportunity to let Yunzhu come over and take a look around.
Su Zimo had no friendship with most of the interfaces in the Three Thousand Worlds.
Most of the old friends he knew are now in the wild world.
Su Zimo thought for a while, wrote several invitations, left teleportation runes outside, and finally threw them away, sending them to the sword world, dragon world, flower world, heaven world, blood ape world, and Kunpeng world.
These invitations turned into streams of light, submerged into the void, and disappeared.
At this moment, Su Zimo felt something in his heart and sensed a huge wave of power coming from the east of the Tianhuang Realm!
Someone has made a breakthrough and is approaching the Cave Heaven Realm!
That side is the direction of Qiankun Academy.
Su Zimo bid farewell to everyone and came to the sky above Qiankun Academy. With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that on top of a mountain, Mo Qing closed his eyes and Dao Fruit appeared in front of him. He was constantly accumulating strength and preparing to penetrate the void. .
Her slender fingers were like white jade paintbrushes, dancing gently in mid-air, leaving wonderful traces.
The Tao and Dharma revealed by these traces are constantly integrated into the Tao and Fruit.
Her aura continues to rise as the power of Dao Fruit increases!
Su Zimo did not leave, but stayed here to protect Mo Qing.
There are still many academy monks standing around the top of this mountain.
After seeing Su Zimo appear, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Xuanji is not in the academy all the year round. Xuanzang is too old and cannot take action anymore.
Mo Qing stormed into the cave, and no one in the academy could help her.
If something unexpected happened, everyone would be helpless.
"The Realm Lord is here, everyone, don't worry."
When Yang Ruoxu saw Su Zimo appear, he slightly cupped his hands and chuckled.
Su Zimo also nodded.
For some reason, Mo Qing, whose breakthrough was going smoothly, seemed to hear something, and the aura in his body suddenly became extremely unstable and chaotic.
If you continue, you may even run the risk of going crazy!
"Um?"
Su Zimo frowned slightly, but was not in a hurry to take action.
How could this happen suddenly
It was fine just now.
At this moment, Mo Qing suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Su Zimo.
On that elegant and beautiful face, there was a trace of extremely complex emotions, like anger and resentment, anger and shame.
Mo Qing was obsessed with painting, and his mood was always peaceful, like a fairy in the painting who was not stained by the mortal world. He had never had such a look before.
At this moment, she was like a fairy who had been banished to the mortal world. Her eyes, full of resentment and emotion, looked more moving than ever before!
Su Zimo's state of mind made him feel slightly absent-minded.
But when he saw that Mo Qing was in a bad state, he had no time to think too much, so he quickly sent a message with his spiritual consciousness and softly recited a Buddhist scripture: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such!"
"Senior Sister Mo Qing, keep your mind clear of distractions and guard the mourning platform!"
This passage is indeed useful, not to mention that Su Zimo used the Buddhist sound range method, which was like a wake-up call and instantly woke up Mo Qing.
Mo Qing took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, but his expression was still a little complicated.
After a while, her breath gradually stabilized.
"It's all your fault!"
At this moment, the ice butterfly ran up to Su Zimo and said angrily: "If you didn't come, nothing would happen to her!"
What does it have to do with me
Su Zimo felt confused and was about to speak when Mo Qing's angry and strange face and that resentful look flashed through his mind again.
Su Zimo frowned secretly.
When he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly took out the painting Mo Qing gave him from the storage bag and slowly unfolded it.
Su Zimo was stunned when he saw the person in the painting.
This man had black hair and purple robes, and was holding a silver mask in his hand. It seemed that he had just taken it off, and he was obviously a martial artist.
The face of the person in the painting looks exactly like him!
Mo Qing already knows!
There is no name Mo Qing in the signature of this painting.
Only one word.
snort!