The emperor can feel the blood of Yan family, this is also the reason why Yan Chuan finds the emperor for the first time!
Originally, no one felt like it!
But at this moment, this connection shocked the emperor. Www!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!cOM
Yan Zizai killed his father? If this is the case, my father used a secret method to contact himself and Yan's bloodline. Doesn't it mean that my father hates Yan's bloodline
Father wants to kill Yan's bloodline? Revenge for him
The emperor was a little breathless for a while, and looked at Jingzhao stubbornly.
"Yan Zizai? Is it really Yan Zizai?" Huang's eyes reddened.
Jingzhao looked at the emperor and said lightly: "I don't have to lie to you, girl, although you targeted me everywhere back then, but I don't blame you, you can come to me anytime if you have something to do in the future!"
Jingzhao lied? There is no need. With Jingzhao's current status and strength, he doesn't even bother to tell such lies!
Is it really Yan Zizai? Do you really want to kill Yan Chuan
Father's hatred is not shared!
"Moan!"
With a wave of the long sword, the emperor's sword pointed at Yan Chuan not far away!
"Um!"
Bai Ditian stepped out with a heavy face. Mo Yuxi was also nervous to stand in front of Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan pulled Mo Yuxi away.
"Bai Ditian, get out of the way!" Yan Chuan said.
Bai Ditian frowned, nodded and let go to Yan Chuan.
The emperor's long sword faced Yan Chuan, and Yan Chuan looked at the emperor solemnly.
Countless cultivators in the Quartet stared. It is Jingzhao, watching with interest at this moment.
Yan Chuan possesses super magical powers, Jing Zhao already knew about this, the descendants of Yan Zizai!
Emperor? Daughter of the Sword Demon!
These two are going to fight you to death
The emperor looked at Yan Chuan, his eyes flushed, but his expression was extremely painful.
"Why, why is it you!" There was pain in the emperor's voice.
The breeze blew through the emperor's short hair, but the emperor looked grim.
Taking a deep breath, Yan Chuan shook his head and said, "I didn't kill your father!"
It was not Yan Chuan who killed it. Yan Chuan never did it. This is an indisputable fact, but Yan Chuan is a descendant of Yan Zizai.
Staring at Yan Chuan, a trace of hostility flashed in the eyes of the emperor, but the hostility appeared suddenly, and in a blink of an eye he did not know what kind of emotion he was annihilated.
However, the hostility that had just been annihilated appeared again, forming a hostile wind that blew over Yan Chuan's place, Yan Chuan's clothes swayed, and Yan Chuan remained motionless.
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"Father, how did I get here?"
"You are the result of my love with your mother!"
"Oh, dad, your beard hurts me!"
"Oh, Dad will shave off his beard right away! Little baby!"
"Father, I am three years old. I was a little baby last year, but now I am a big baby!"
"Okay, okay, big baby! Haha!"
"Then father, you just said, what is love?"
"Love is love! Just like I love your mother, your mother loves me!"
"Why does mother love you?"
"There is no reason! Just love!"
"But, I don't understand!"
"You will understand later!"
"No, I want to know now!"
"Well, to love someone is that you are willing to lose everything for him!"
"I don't understand!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
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The emperor's eyes moistened unconsciously.
The long sword pointed at Yan Chuan, and the emperor's whole body was trembling.
"The hatred of killing the father is not shared. I will kill you! I will kill the Yan family." The emperor said to Yan Chuan coldly.
"what!"
The emperor raised his head and hissed!
"Boom!"
Around the emperor, thousands of sword auras appeared in an instant, and the sword aura broke through the sky, carrying a chill of coldness.
"call!"
The emperor stepped into the sky, with thousands of sword energy rolling towards the west. Leaving gang winds blowing in all directions.
The Quartet Cultivator showed a dazed expression.
Yan Chuan frowned slightly. Sigh deeply!
Jingzhao was thoughtful, but did not pay attention to it for long.
The countless cultivators in the Quartet were still at a loss, but as the emperor left, everyone's attention was once again focused on Jing Zhao. After all, Jingzhao is the protagonist today.
Jingzhao looked up at this day!
"Yuan Tiangang!" Jing Zhao suddenly shouted.
When Jing Zhao spoke, the void in front of him seemed to tremble.
Above the trembling void, a scene suddenly appeared slowly. In the scene, a man in a white robe stood in front of a huge monument.
"Holy Lord, everything is in order, only to be ordered by the Holy Lord!" Yuan Tiangang respectfully said.
Jing Zhao nodded.
"Ten Thousands Under Heaven!" Jing Zhao suddenly sneered coldly.
The sea of clouds of great merit suddenly trembles strongly, and at the same time, Jingzhao's voice seems to radiate all over the world in an instant.
For a time, the sovereigns of all sects in the world all raised their heads in horror.
The sound is like thunder in nine days, ear-shattering.
With this voice, Jingzhao's aura spread to the whole world in an instant, and almost all the powerful in the world suddenly felt a huge oppression.
This is not only the scope of Da Zhao, the entire East Shenzhou, the five great Shenzhou, almost all places are this kind of huge oppression.
Shenzong Holy Land.
Meng Hongying looked up at the sky.
"This is? The breath of Jingzhao? Isn't she in Dongshenzhou?" Meng Hongying exclaimed.
Tianjizong.
A group of gray-haired old men looked up at the sky. A goddess stood beside.
"Jingzhao's voice? It's so strong!" The goddess whispered to herself.
The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
A group of monks stepped on a golden round platform and looked up at the sky.
"Jingzhao's aura, how strong is she?" a monk said solemnly.
Julu Academy. Guangmingjiekou!
Meng Lingtian led Dongfang Decent, Meng Rongrong and others, stood at the entrance of the light, looking at the sky.
"This girl is too strong! Our Bright Realm is shaking!" Dongfang Zhengpai said blankly.
Bitch
Everyone: "...… …!"
Meng Lingtian also looked strangely at this best disciple Dongfang Decent.
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With a cry of Jingzhao, all the powerful in the world stopped everything in their hands.
"The matter of the Great Emperor's travels to the world, Wanzong listens to orders. Anyone who repairs the Yin Dezong sect, contributes half of the'merit', and contributes quickly. The deity only waits for one hour!" Jing Zhao said in a deep voice.
"Wow!"
The real world is in an uproar.
With an order, do all the sects of Yin De Cultivation in the world have to surrender half of their merits
This, this is more than overbearing, it is basically an enemy of the world!
Meng Hongying listened to the voice from Jingzhao in amazement. How could this be possible.
However, the evil thing happened for the first time from behind Meng Hongying.
"Shenzong Holy Land, give half of your merits, and hope that the Holy Lord of Beijing will succeed in heaven!" A soft drink came from behind Meng Hongying.
"Grandpa's voice?" Meng Hongying's expression changed.
"Boom!"
There was a roar suddenly behind Meng Hongying, and in the direction of the gods in the distance, endless yellow merits soared to the sky, and went straight to the east at an extremely terrifying speed.
"This, how is this possible?" Meng Hongying exclaimed.
Half merit? Half of the merits of Shenzong Holy Land, why did Grandpa agree so quickly
The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas!
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Land, donate half of your merits, and hope that the Holy Lord of Beijing will succeed in heaven!" The Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Land shouted loudly.
More than two holy places, all parties in the world, countless sects all sounded the same voice.
"Ningcui Palace, donate half of your merits, and hope that the Holy Lord of Beijing will succeed in heaven!"
"Ten Thousand Sage Sect, give half of your merits, and hope that the Holy Lord of Beijing will achieve great success!"
"Blue Lake Island, donate half of your merits, and hope that the Holy Lord of Beijing will succeed in heaven!"
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Billowing merits quickly gathered from all over the world.
And as every merit flowed, congratulations from the sect masters sounded over the Jokhang Holy Land.
With a call, Wan Zong is attached to drink!
The sea of billowing merits is getting bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the sun, endless, and it is still in constant skyrocketing.
The disciples of the Jokhang Holy Land are all very proud, this is the first in the world!
But the powerhouses who came here to watch the ceremony were amazed.
Yaotianshang, Moke emperor, and Baiditian all sighed.
Yan Chuan also took a deep breath, is this the overbearing of the world's number one person
There are more and more merits, the sky has been dyed golden by the endless merits, and there are endless merits in all directions.
Jingzhao looked at the sky coldly. As if everything were taken for granted.
"I know, why my mother has an empire in the immortal world, but she has opened up a holy land here!" Mo Yuxi's expression moved.
"Um?"
"Whether it is merit or luck, my mother needs a lot of it. After all, there are too few people who cultivate luck in this world, but the merits are endless, so my mother gave up the founding of the country!" Mo Yuxi analyzed.
"It should be like this!" Yan Chuan nodded.
The billowing merits gathered until an hour later. The merits eased.
Jing Zhao looked at the endless merits in the sky, not satisfied in his eyes, but coldly said: "Does anyone dare to disrespect the deity's order?"
An angry shout resounded throughout the world.
Jingzhao's hand patted Tianyi.
"boom!"
A golden torrent rushed straight into the sky. After rushing through the sea of luck and clouds, the torrent split into three hundred and six parts in an instant, blasted towards all directions of the world, and disappeared for an instant.
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To the south of Dazhao, there is a top of Zongmen Mountain.
"Master, why do we have to contribute half of our merits? This is the hard work of our generations!"
"Yes, brother, the incense burning sect next to us didn't contribute! Why should we be taken advantage of?"
"Why the Incense Burning Sect does not contribute, we have to contribute!"
At the moment when everyone is attacking the head.
"Boom!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the west.
"Reporter, head, Fenxiang Sect was razed to the ground by an unknown force!"
"Head, the Fenxiang Sect does not stay, all are dead!"
A group of disciples: "…… …!"
"The head is wise!" The disciples suddenly changed their previous troubles, and said with lingering fears.
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Jokhang Holy Land, after half a pillar of incense.
"Boom!"
It's the gathering of the rolling merits again.
"This is?" Mo Yuxi looked at the sky in surprise.
"There are three hundred and six sects. They didn't promise Jingzhao, refused to contribute their merits, or were completely destroyed!" Yan Chuan said in a strange way.
Mo Yuxi opened her mouth in shock!
Not only Yan Chuan, but around the Dazhao Mountain, almost all the foreign experts looked at the billowing luck.
Everyone is aware of this possibility, but almost everyone does not want to admit this fact.
If this is the case, then Jingzhao's strength is too terrifying! Thousands of people in the world, whoever wants to be beaten
Is that human being? Too domineering!