No wonder Tianzun Yuancheng didn't show his face, no wonder he sat and watched Beixuan Tianzun and Nanxian Tianzun's infighting, and watched Cang Jieyuan's monster attack with a cold eye. Even now, Yuancheng Tianzun didn't care about Yang Xinyue exposing him in front of Wanxian. Planning - everyone, and the fairy world, have become abandoned children.
The immortals were full of fear, shocked and angry.
No one wants to die, and no one wants to die in obscurity.
"Kill Qingci Xianjun, and exterminate the people under Yuancheng Tianzun!"
"Stop! We don't know anything!" The immortals who were attacked showed humiliation. Some of them had already planned to defect, while the rest were in disbelief.
They anxiously waited for Tianzun Yuancheng's words to refute Yang Xinyue.
But they waited for nothing.
The floating pavilion flying boat was dead silent, except for the frightened immortal, there was no movement at all.
Immortal Hansong closed his eyes heavily and waved his hand: "Look for the way out, get out of here quickly!"
The Shangxian Chengya next to him wanted to say something, but he was frightened by the cold look at Xianjun Hansong, and he didn't dare to say anything.
The same thing happened in many places. Daluo Jinxian, who originally relied on the Heluo faction from immortals, kept away from the subordinates they once trusted.
- The identity of Yunchen Xianjun is suspicious, and it is very likely that he is Yuancheng Tianzun.
Who knows that the Heluo sect, who was born in Xianjun Yunchen, claims to be able to speculate on the changes of the three thousand worlds and peek at the heavenly way. Is there a problem with the Heluo sect
Since most of the immortals of the Heluo faction served the Daluo Jinxian under Beixuan Tianzun, they all knew that Beixuan Tianzun had trusted Yunchen Xianjun very much for nearly a thousand years.
"How long has it been since Tianzun summoned us alone?"
Xianjun Hansong said angrily to Xianjun Qinghe with his divine sense.
All the signs are showing that Yun Chenzi not only plotted against Yang Xinyue, but in recent years, especially after Chen He in the small world of Fuchu ascended, Beixuan Tianzun was rarely seen in the name of subterranean cultivation.
For Immortal Lord Hansong, Beixuan Tianzun is not only the object of his loyalty, but the Beixuan faction is also kind to his teacher.
Thinking that Yun Chenzi had concealed them from all of them and secretly attacked Tianzun Beixuan, even if Yun Chenzi's identity was a person of great luck in the immortal world, Xianjun Hansong could not contain his anger.
Even with extreme anger, he managed to maintain his sanity.
- He can't kill Yuancheng Tianzun, and he can't kill the other party, otherwise the fairyland under their feet will have problems.
"Qinghe! What are you still stunned for!" Immortal Hansong had to use his spiritual sense to warn.
He knew what was the reason for Xianjun Qinghe's abnormality.
Eight thousand years ago, Yang Xinyue disappeared unexpectedly. Qinghe, the elder in charge of the Nanhe Sect, took people out to look for it. In the end, they found nothing. Therefore, the Nanhe Sect of the Beixuan Sect in the Small World of Fuchu started a war. The influence of the aura of the riot, unable to suppress the true essence, was forced to rise through the catastrophe.
Although the talisman left in Nanhezong shattered, proving that Yang Xinyue was dead, Xianjun Qinghe was still worried about it.
After the catastrophe that swept the world, Immortal Qinghe did not hesitate to bring his cronies to serve Beixuan Tianzun, not as other immortals said, because he failed to fight for the position of Tianzun with Nanxian, and he betrayed and ran away with resentment. It was because from the beginning to the end, Qinghe didn't want to endure Nan Xian's fellow disciples who were indifferent to Sect Master Yang's life and death.
Especially when Xianjun Qinghe knew that the collapse of the small world of Fuchu stemmed from the greed of the eight heavenly deities for the special luck of this small world, and they did not hesitate to provoke melee in the world. When it was a masterpiece, Xianjun Qinghe didn't want to endure it anymore.
When learning that Yang Xinyue might still be alive, Xianjun Qinghe's mood can be imagined.
Now I know that Yang Xinyue's origin is not simple, and the conspiracy involved is even bigger. At this moment, Xianjun Qinghe is 80% stupid. Xianjun Hansong was suspicious of him just now, and felt a little sorry for Yang Xinyue's guess that he was standing on Cang Jieyuan's side trying to destroy the fairyland.
But that's all.
The situation changed again and again, and conspiracies emerged one after another. Immortal Monarch Hansong was exhausted and almost didn't want to trust anyone anymore.
Out of the love of serving together under Beixuan Tianzun for many years, Xianjun Hansong finally tapped the stick and drank: "Qinghe, think about it carefully, who told you that Yang Xinyue is still alive?"
"… "
Who else could it be
At first, Tianzun Yuancheng wanted to go down to the lower realm, and the news leaked. The two Tianzun were very interested. They checked and searched, and finally found that there was a person in the small world of Fuchu who was not in the destiny, which seemed to be the target of Tianzun Yuancheng's lower realm.
The immortals of the Heluo School calculated the secret and said that they were the suzerain of the Nanhe Sect who died in vain 8,000 years ago.
Holo pie!
Immortal Qinghe moved his gaze to the white-bearded immortal, who was ashen, with a tongue-tied expression.
Everyone who passed by the white-bearded fairy showed either thinking or contempt.
Xianjun Qinghe gave the same order as Xianjun Hansong, and then walked out of the flying boat surrounded by the immortals.
Unexpectedly, a cold rebuke slammed it hard.
"What are you doing there, waiting to die?"
"Ah?" The white-bearded old man looked silly, it was very funny.
If Chen He is here, he can accurately say that this person is definitely from the Heluo School, and he is like a fish in a pond with Changmei.
"I'm not blind, who is loyal, can't I see?" Xianjun Qinghe said coldly.
All the immortals who were waiting to speak, all closed their mouths.
The White Beard Immortal almost burst into tears, although he is usually a little out of control and useless at critical moments, but in times of crisis, loyalty is worth it or not, it depends on who you go with.
Qinghe Immortal Monarch is not the most powerful of the eight Immortal Monarchs, nor is he Mingrui and decisive, and even his life here at Beixuan Tianzun is not easy, because he always likes to play with his spirit.
"Xianjun, Yuancheng Tianzun has ulterior motives, where should we go?"
"Go see Sect Master Yang."
"This!"
The immortals looked at each other in dismay, and some people quietly stopped, unwilling to keep up.
It is a fact that Yang Xinyue "almost killed everyone here", the origin is complicated, and it is Yuancheng Tianzun and the people who killed him quickly.
Xianjun Qinghe didn't even look at them, and got off the flying boat.
The sun and the moon hanging high in the sky made people dizzy, and the monsters unconsciously leaned towards the side where the silver moon was, curled up in the darkness and licked the wounds, staring at the opposite.
Several Immortal Monarchs, regardless of the people trapped in the monster group, showed their magical powers and wanted to break through the sky.
The formation has a boundary, and the covered area is 30,000 miles away. The dazzling burning sun is close to the fairyland, and the silver moon is on the side of Wanpu Valley.
Everyone wants to stay away from Yang Xinyue.
The figures of such a group of people as Xianjun Qinghe are particularly abrupt.
Chaos whirlpools are swirling everywhere. The monsters are not stupid. They prefer to find someone who is alone. Immortal Qinghe looks like a tough guy. They won't provoke them for the time being. Like an enemy.
"metropolitan!"
"you?"
Yang Xinyue's memory is too long, even he was not originally called Yang Xinyue, but the sect master of Nanhe Sect became his most special one, and he did not recognize Immortal Qinghe for a while.
For immortals, memories buried deep in the past will always be filtered out.
"It's you." Yang Xinyue was stunned.
As soon as he moved his clothes, the chubby little cloud-swallowing whale stuck his head out. After glancing at Immortal Emperor Qinghe, he twisted his tail and fluttered.
The clan of sea-swallowing beasts degenerated into cloud-swallowing whales. Their appearance has changed a lot. They have no teeth in their mouths and no hideous scales. They are fat and round, and they look very stupid. The fins wrap around Yang Xinyue’s neck and emit a monotone 's cry.
Just like the Mirage back then, the little cloud-swallowing whale who had no talent for cultivation and could only wait to be bought, hugged the leg of a passing young monk, and looked exactly the same.
Chen He laughed, turned his head and said to Shi Feng, "Senior brother, he wanted to buy dragon saliva crab, not a cloud swallowing whale."
Yang Xinyue has a keen ear and glared at him: At that time, he was obviously poor and could only afford one.
Immediately he thought of something.
Yuancheng Tianzun didn't wait patiently for eight thousand years, nor was he incompetent to find him for eight thousand years. He may have long since found out that he was sleeping in the Soul Burial Abyss in the South China Sea, but—
"Hundreds of thousands of reincarnations, he first forgot the candle dragon, and then blurred the sea-devouring beast that he once had. Obviously, he should not remember."
Yun Chenzi looked at the silver turntable indifferently, with no sadness or joy on his face: "It's not surprising that it is destiny to meet, I don't remember that the symbolic feelings have been tempered by time, even if they exist, it is not the most important thing, but Yang Xinyue, you Why did you choose Torch Dragon the moment you woke up?"
He reached out to the turntable, and the phantom was broken.
"not good!"
Nan Hongzi responded quickly and kicked Cui Shaoxin aside.
I saw a giant palm appearing in the air, and with a grasp of the void, the halberd was pulled up and slowly retracted into the crack.
"It's a way out, rush out!"
A group of immortals and monsters, overjoyed, flew towards the place where the giant hand appeared.
Yang Xinyue stopped Xianjun Qinghe and shook his head.
At this time, Shi Feng took Chen He to avoid here. Shi Feng practiced closed mantras in his early years. Later, when he could not speak, he rarely opened his mouth. Chen He was very obedient and asked him spontaneously, "How is this formation? break?"
"The formation and the immortal world are one, only to kill Yuancheng Tianzun."
Yang Xinyue said bluntly without any scruples: "I am also a lucky person in the immortal world, I should have died long ago, before him. Now because of his plan, the breath is the same as his, and I can kill me."
"Sect Master!" Xianjun Qinghe was in a hurry, how could he say this casually.
The giant hand retracted the halberd, and the crack disappeared.
Those who didn't have time to rush in were disappointed circling there.
Those guys who seized the opportunity, with a flash in front of their eyes, appeared in the floating pavilion flying boat. Without seeing anything, they were stabbed by Ruiguang, and the fairy core was shattered.
After Xianjun Qingci finished killing people, he looked at the halberd with provocative eyes.
Yun Chenzi put the companion immortal weapon on his lap, and said loudly to the silver turntable: "If you want to leave here, one will kill me, and the other will kill Yang Xinyue. This place is similar to the fairy world, and an undead Heavenly Venerate will never be broken. "
Qinghe Xianjun's heart suddenly cooled down.
There is no choice in this matter.
To all the immortals, one of them held a companion immortal weapon, and the other did not.
If one dies, the immortal world outside will also be finished. Yang Xinyue does not belong to this immortal world after all.