The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 68: Sage VS The World’s First Sword
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"Crack, click, click!"
There are more and more cracks on the transparent heart of Qiqiao Linglong, a stream of white mist emerges from the cracks, and the heart of Qiqiao Linglong is slowly dissipating.
The white mist spread all over, and all the practitioners who were touched by the mist were shocked.
"My dark illness? The dark illness is over?" Someone suddenly exclaimed.
"Mine, too, the original creation of Yuanshen, can it make up for it?"
"The grace 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.
"The ancestor, although the Yin family is annihilated, they are all proud of you! There is no regret for death!" Yin Hentian knelt down at the dissipated Qiqiao Linglong Xin, crying in grief.
All around, countless people stood in silent mourning for Yin Zhicheng.
No one can stop the disappearance of the Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart, even the saint sighed slightly at this moment.
The Qiqiao Linglongxin is getting smaller and smaller, and it gradually disappears into a white mist.
When it finally dissipated, a sigh of compassion suddenly came from the white mist.
"There is no hope for detachment, I just hope that the world can live for everyone!"
His voice is hoarse, but with boundless hope, Yin Zhicheng never forgets the world.
For a time, the eyes of many emotional nuns turned red.
"Senior, don't worry, I will publicize 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 is angry, he can only suppress it.
Yin Hentian got up, took out a coffin, and slowly put the body of the unintentional Yin Zhicheng into the coffin.
Look at Zuo Qing in the distance. Yin Hentian said to Yin Zhicheng’s body in the coffin: "My ancestor, don’t worry, what I lost in the Yin family will definitely be taken back. The children and grandchildren are not filial, so I can only take you with me temporarily. One day, I will surely bury my family ancestor back to my Yin family’s former ancestor’s grave!"
"Humph!" Not far away Zuo Qing let out a cold snort.
Zuo Qing returned to his community, and several Zuo family powerhouses discussed with each other with ugly faces: "Yin Hentian is not dead, my Zuo family will never be at peace!"
"Yes, things that happened a million years ago, most people don't care about it. Who cares who is right? It's just a group of people who are favored. As long as Yin Hentian dies, everything can be put into peace!"
"Yes, Yin Hentian is not dead, he will definitely make troubles, and even cause some ancient sects to re-examine the things of the past, but if Yin Hentian dies, no one will pay attention to the past!"
"Yin Hentian, must die!"
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A group of strong Yin family members kept discussing in low voices, each of them showing firmness.
The saint looked at Yin Hentian, and finally sighed slightly.
"Emperor Yan!" The saint 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 Shen laughed and said, "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 shouldn't take it!"
All 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 something was wrong with the saint, as if he had deliberately favored Zuo's family. If it weren’t for Yin Hentian’s evidence just now that it was too hard to prove, the cultivators all around were eager to Yin Hentian, perhaps the saint would not prove Yin Zhicheng’s innocence.
Now, are you targeting yourself again?
"Hahahahaha, it's a symbolic meaning. Could it be that if a corpse is placed into the Celestial Palace, can it represent the corpse of the heavens?" Yan Chuan suddenly slammed his face and slammed back.
Sage? So what? Yan Chuan still didn't want to compromise.
Hua Desolation and Yin Hentian both looked tense and worried.
And all around, countless cultivators unexpectedly looked at Yan Chuan. Is this man crazy? Talking to the saint like this?
Gui Guzi stood beside Yan Chuan, a firmness flashed in his eyes.
Sage, what about the saint? In the first life, following the Saint King in the Great Thousand World, Guiguzi once also became a saint! The will of the saint king will never be shifted because of others.
"The sky cannot 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 who made up for his denial.
"He who values people respects himself, saint, my business, you still don't care, 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.
"Hahahahahaha, those who value human beings respect themselves, that's good, Hua Zuntian, have you heard it, those who value human beings respect yourself, your little thoughts, not everyone can't see it, Zuo Jia? Rumor has it that in the past, you dismissed the Zuo family at all, but you did not think that you are working so hard for a private enemy of the Zuo family now? You are the saint of the world, when did you become the saint of the Zuo family? Hahahaha!"Laughter! Came.
If Yan Chuan's previous words were against the saint, then the voice now is to hit the saint in the face.
Who is so kind?
Almost everyone turned their heads and looked around together.
However, outside the Zuntian Temple Square, in a valley, a group of people in black robes are standing at this moment. Each carrying a long sword.
"Huh!"
A group of people lifted their black robes, and the faces of all of them were immediately exposed. Between the 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 is rushing toward the face.
It was the man who made the sound, the man in a green robe, and a war spirit 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 broke the sky, his face was cold, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, Huazuntian, it has been gone for many years, compared to the past, you really disappoint me!"
"Disappointment? Oh, why did you come to my dojo when disappointed?" The saint said in a deep voice.
"I'm here to borrow your position as a saint, or to say, a position of heaven and earth for your ‘habitual position’!" Dugu said arrogantly.
All around, countless cultivators were dumb for a while, the position of a saint?
"Presumptuous!" The saint finally got angry.
"The saints are not so good, especially the saints of the Zuo family, hahahaha, Huazuntian, still remember the appointment of that day? No one can break the trust of my lonely lonely person. The people who broke the trust have all become me. The soul is under the sword, saint? Huh!" Dugu Potian let out a sneer.
While speaking, the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed.
"Shoo!"
At the point of the sword, a gap was suddenly torn in the void.
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.
There are only a group of ancestors, and they are safe and sound at this moment.
"Dugu breaks the sky, come with me!" the saint yelled angrily.
Shoo!
The saint flew up into the sky, and 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 repairers are chasing after them.
After all, this is the dojo of the saint. The saint does not want to fight to destroy his dojo and hurt his disciples. Therefore, this shifted the battlefield.
But, the battle of the saints represents the future goal, who wants to miss it?
The number one sword in the world? saint? The war must be earth-shattering.
In a blink of an eye, most of the repairers in Zun Tiandian Square walked.
The other children of the Dugu family who came with Dugu Potian looked at Zuntian Temple with a gloomy expression: "The Patriarch kills the saint, and we will cooperate to destroy the saint dojo!"
"Yes!"
Boom!
Suddenly ten vast swords rushed towards him.
"Bastard!" Huabing's face changed, and he quickly opened the formation. At the same time, he instantly fitted the way of heaven, and brought a group of Hua family children, and rushed towards the distant Dugu family children.
"Boom!"
Zuntiandian square was suddenly chaotic. For a time, 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 Zuojia district.
"Don't miss the opportunity to come again! It's too cloudy, clam cover!" Zuo Qing shouted.
"Roar!"
Together with Zuo Qing, ten Zuo family powerhouses suddenly urged a hood-like magic weapon with a toad swallowing the moon on the top, and descended from the sky toward Yan Chuan and his party.
"Boom!"
In the hood, the yin air rolled, and a wisp of chill came out, instantly freezing the surrounding ground, and the surrounding area instantly turned into an ice field.
"Boom!"
Yan Chuan, Gui Guzi, 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 children shouted.
In the distance, the emperor saw Yan Chuan being covered by a hood, his face suddenly changed, and the long knife in his hand trembled unconsciously, and quickly rushed towards the chaotic Zuntian Temple square.