"Crack, click, click!"
There were more and more cracks in the transparent Qiqiao Linglongxin, and a white mist emerged from the cracks, and the Qiqiao Linglongxin was slowly dissipating. WWw. QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO. Com
The white mist spread all over, and all the cultivators who were touched by the mist were shocked.
"My dark illness? The dark illness is over?" Someone suddenly exclaimed.
"Mine, too, created by Yuanshen, can it make up for it?"
"The kindness of the Yin family, don't dare to forget each other!"
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Suddenly countless cultivators gratefully looked at the dissipated seven-orifice exquisite heart.
"Family ancestor, although the Yin family is annihilated, they are all proud of you! There is no regret after death!" Yin Hentian knelt down at the dissipated Qiqiao Linglong heart, crying in grief.
Around, countless people stood in silent mourning for Yin Zhicheng.
No one can stop the dissipation of the Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart, even the saint sighed slightly at this moment.
Qiqiao Linglongxin became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared completely into a white mist.
When it finally dissipated, a sigh of compassion suddenly came from the white mist.
"It's hopeless to be detached, I just hope that everyone in the world can live forever!"
His voice was hoarse, but with boundless hope, Yin Zhicheng never forgot the world.
For a while, the eyes of many emotional nuns turned red.
"Senior, don't worry, I will advertise for you and prove the innocence of the Yin family!" Many people said sadly.
Zuo Qing, who was on the side, clenched his fists, his eyes were uncertain. The saint spoke, and now many people's emotions have been mobilized. Although Zuo Qing was angry, he could only suppress it.
Yin Hentian got up, took out a coffin, and slowly put the body of the unintentional Yin Zhicheng into the coffin.
Looking at Zuo Qing in the distance, Yin Hentian said to Yin Zhicheng's body in the coffin: "My ancestor, don't worry, I will be able to get back what I lost in the Yin family. My descendants are not filial, so I can only take you with me temporarily and wait for a day. I will surely bury my family ancestors back to my Yin family's former ancestors' grave!"
"Humph!" Zuo Qing let out a cold snort not far away.
When Zuo Qing returned to his community, several Zuo family powerhouses discussed with each other with ugly expressions: "Yin Hentian is not dead, there will be no peace in my Zuo family!"
"Yes, most people won't care about things millions of years ago. Who cares about who is right and who is wrong? At most these are the group of people who have been favored. As long as Yin Hentian dies, everything can be classified as Pingji!"
"Yes, Yin Hentian is not dead, he will definitely make troubles, and even lead some ancient sects to re-examine the things of the past, but if Yin Hentian dies, no one will pay attention to the things of the past!"
"Yin Hentian, must die!"
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A group of powerful Yin family members kept discussing in low voices, each one showing firmness.
The saint looked at Yin Hentian, and finally sighed slightly.
"Emperor Yan!" The sage looked at Yan Chuan.
"Huh?" Yan Chuan looked at the saint.
The saint spoke, and the original discussion around him stopped abruptly.
"Di Yan, Yin Zhicheng is indeed innocent, but what you did a few months ago is indeed too far!" The saint said in a deep voice.
Yan Chuan raised his brows and said with a smile, "It's over? I don't know what the saint said?"
The expressions of Guiguzi and Yin Hentian suddenly sank. Not far away, Zuo Qing was gloating.
The saint pointed to the copper burial coffin that Yan Chuan had previously taken out and said: "No matter what, the copper burial coffin has been placed in the Tianren Palace that day. This coffin already symbolizes the corpse coffin of the heavens. You should not take it!"
Around, countless cultivators raised their brows, shouldn't they take it? Earlier, Yin Hentian had proved that this was not the corpse coffin of the sky, but if the saint said it was, it would be difficult for everyone to refute it. After all, what the saint said is right, although it is not, but since it is placed in the heavenly palace, it symbolizes the heavenly corpse coffin.
"Yes, hand over the heavenly corpse coffin!" Zuo Qing sneered.
Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes and stared at the saint.
From a moment ago, Yan Chuan saw that there was something wrong with the saint, as if he was deliberately favoring Zuo's family. If it weren't for Yin Hentian's evidence just now that it was too strong, the cultivators all around were eager to Yin Hentian, perhaps the saint would not prove Yin Zhicheng's innocence.
Now, are you aiming at yourself again
"Hahahahaha, what a symbolic meaning, is it possible that just placing a corpse into the Celestial Palace can represent the corpse of the heavens?" Yan Chuan suddenly slammed his face and slammed back.
saint? So what? Yan Chuan still didn't want to compromise.
Both Hua Desolate and Yin Hentian's expressions tightened, showing an expression of worry.
In the surroundings, countless cultivators looked at Yan Chuan unexpectedly. Is this person crazy? Talking to the saint like this
Standing beside Yan Chuan, Gui Guzi's eyes flashed with determination.
Saint, what about the saint? In the first life, following the Saint King in the Great Thousand World, Guiguzi had also been a saint! The will of the saint king will never be shifted because of others.
"The sky can't be blasphemy, Emperor Yan, please respect yourself!" The saint said solemnly.
On the side, Zuo Qing showed an excited smile. Zuo Qing understood that this was the saint making up for his denial.
"He who values people respects everyone, saint, don't care about my business, come to wish you birthday today, please don't make everyone unhappy!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
The saint was waiting to say something, and suddenly a voice interrupted.
"Hahahahahahaha, those who value human beings respect everyone's self, well said, Hua Zuntian, have you heard it, those who value human beings respect everyone, your thoughts are not invisible to everyone, Zuo Jia? Rumor has it in the past. , You dismissed Zuo Family at all, but you didn't think that nowadays, you actually worked so hard for a Zuo Family's personal enmity? You are the saint of the world, when did you become the saint of Zuo Family? Hahahaha!" Loud laughter came.
If Yan Chuan's previous words contradicted the saint, then the current voice was just hitting the saint in the face.
Who is so kind
Almost everyone turned their heads and looked at it together.
But he saw that a group of people in black robes were standing in a valley outside the Zuntian Temple Square. Each carrying a long sword.
"call!"
A group of people lifted their black robes, and the faces of everyone were suddenly revealed, and between their eyebrows, there was a sword aura that soared to the sky.
The first one is even more so, the two blue eyebrows look like two bronze long swords, and the sword intent rushes toward the face.
It was the man who made the sound, the man in a green robe, and a war intent flashed in his eyes. Taking a step, a stone sword suddenly appeared on the ground around the ground.
"Boom!"
At this step, the stone sword stabbed from the foot of the man to the square of Zuntian Temple.
"Who?"
"Who is this? What a powerful sword intent!"
"My sword is shaking uncontrollably!"
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Suddenly, countless cultivators were holding their swords with surprise on their faces.
"Dugu breaks the sky?" The saint said solemnly.
"Yangjian, the Dugu Family of Nanwaizhou? Patriarch?"
"The world's first sword?"
"Dugu breaks the sky?"
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There are surprises all around.
Dugu Potian, his face was cold, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, Huazuntian, it has been missing for many years. Compared to the past, you really disappoint me!"
"Disappointment? Heh, why did you come to my dojo when disappointed?" The saint said solemnly.
"I'm here to borrow your position as a saint, or rather, the position of heaven and earth from your'habitual position'!" Dugu said arrogantly.
Around, countless cultivators were dumb for a while, the position of a saint
"Presumptuous!" The saint was finally angry.
"The saint is not so good to be a saint, especially the saint of the Zuo family, hahahaha, Huazuntian, still remember the covenant of that day? No one can ever break the trust of my lonely lonely person. The people who broke the faith have all become the dead souls under my sword. Now, saint? Humph!" Dugu Potian let out a sneer.
While speaking, the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed.
"call out!"
At the point of the sword, the void suddenly tore a gap.
A sword-shaped void pierced straight towards the saint.
The saint immediately slapped him away.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the Zuntiandian square suddenly hit a billowing storm, and there was still a lot of broken space. For a while, the surrounding cultivators were suddenly swayed by the aftermath of the shock.
Only a group of ancestors are safe and sound at the moment.
"Dugu breaks the sky, come with me!" the saint yelled angrily.
call out!
The saint flew up into the sky, Dugu broke the sky with a sneer, and chased after him.
Sage vs. the world's first sword!
"Quickly, go and see!"
A large number of practitioners stepped to chase.
After all, this is the sage dojo. The sage doesn’t want to fight to destroy his dojo and hurt his disciples. Therefore, this shifted the battlefield.
However, the battle of the saints represents the future goal, who wants to miss it
The world's first sword? saint? The war must be earth-shattering.
In a blink of an eye, most of the repairers in Zuntiandian Square walked.
However, the other children of the Dugu Family who accompanied Dugu Potian looked at the Zuntian Temple with a gloomy expression: "The Patriarch kills the saint, we will cooperate and destroy the saint dojo!"
"Yes!"
boom!
Suddenly ten vast Jian Gang rushed towards him.
"Bastard!" Huabing's face changed, and he quickly opened the formation. At the same time, he instantly fit the way of heaven, leading the children of the Hua family, and rushed towards the children of the Dugu family in the distance.
"boom!"
Zuntiandian square was immediately chaotic. For a while, heaven, sword energy, sword energy, and storm raged in all directions.
Yin Hentian looked at the sudden change in dismay. There was a big riot in a blink of an eye
And the Zuojia district.
"Don't miss the opportunity! Don't come here again! It's too cloudy!" Zuo Qing shouted.
"Roar!"
Along with Zuo Qing, ten Zuo family powerhouses suddenly urged a hood-like magic weapon with a toad swallowing the moon on the top, and fell from the sky to cover Yan Chuan and his party.
"Boom!"
Inside the hood, yin air rolled, and a wisp of chill came out, instantly freezing the surrounding earth, and the surrounding area instantly turned into an ice field.
"boom!"
Yan Chuan, Guiguzi, and Yin Hentian were instantly covered in them.
"Hahaha, covered it, brothers, taking advantage of this chaos, refine the three of them here!" Zuo Qing shouted coldly.
"Okay!" all the Zuo family children shouted in response.
In the distance, the emperor saw Yan Chuan being covered by the hood, his face suddenly changed, and the long sword in his hand trembled unconsciously, and quickly rushed towards the chaotic Zuntiandian square.