Elder Qiu was still immersed in the eve of being caught by the giant hand of the sky.

The five senses and six consciousnesses are blocked, leaving only darkness.

The spirit soul sits cross-legged in the darkness.

He was quite worried about the situation in the underworld.

Even he was captured alive, and he could not clearly see the person who took action. The opponent must be the top Daojun Sanhua.

The careful plan is definitely not one person, maybe a group of people. If this is the case, the underworld will be in danger, and it may even affect the sect's grand plan.

If the sect's plan here fails again, the ancestor's position as a Heavenly Lord will definitely not be preserved.

Taiyi Shengxian Sect will completely enter decline.

"well!"

"It would be better if I were more careful."

Elder Qiu blamed himself endlessly.

If he hadn't died, he wouldn't have killed himself long ago to deliver the message.

"What should I do..."

Even though he said this, Elder Qiu still had some hope in his heart.

Maybe the underworld will notice and send someone to rescue him.

boom!

The loud noise seemed to split the world apart.

Slowly open your eyes.

What comes into view is the fairy light like heavy fog.

He couldn't see clearly the person standing in the mist.

Until that person slowly approached.

"You..." Elder Qiu opened his mouth in a daze.

He suspected that he had seen it wrong and quickly rubbed his eyes.

After confirming that it was correct, everyone looked horrified, pointing at the tall Ghost Emperor in front of him, and said nothing for a long time: "You...I..., what is going on..."

"you……"

The tall, red-haired imperial figure nodded slightly.

Tu Shanjun said in a deep voice: "Elder, I have suffered."

Elder Qiu looked confused. He had no idea what was happening, and how could the Tushanjun in front of him have such a terrifying aura that was as high as the sky, like a manifestation of the sky.

"This..." Elder Qiu saw the vast world. The fragmented and scorching domain had not completely sunk. The void barrier divided the broken domain into countless small pieces and became stars in the sky. The Kulie domain connected to it was also affected by

The impact is not small, and at the same time, there is a new large area to fill the vacancy.

The sight that caught his eye was so similar to the destruction of heaven and earth that Elder Qiu couldn't believe it.

He, a one-flower Taoist, simply cannot fully explore it.

He just felt that something big must have happened.

After splitting the crooked neck tree, Tushanjun found the bodhi seeds and grabbed Elder Qiu.

The figure flashed.

The whole person has appeared on the altar of the altar.

He put Elder Qiu down, took out the Bodhi Seed and handed it to Zi Daoxu, and said seriously: "Brother Dao, take it. I saw from his memory that the Bodhi Seed can help you trace the source of your blood."

"Whether you can defeat the Ancient Peacock Emperor in the future can only depend on you. Others can't help you much."

"If you accept this reincarnation seal, I don't know if it will be effective."

The emotion in Zi Daoxu's eyes, which carries the five-color wheel, is getting less and less, and the last bit of sincerity is like a residual fire in the wind, about to be completely extinguished.

He caught the Bodhi seed and the reincarnation seal that turned into a white ring, and said calmly: "Tiger, I don't regret getting to know you. It's a pity that I didn't let you become my son-in-law by riding a dragon."

Tu Shanjun said firmly: "Come back alive."

Zi Daoxu nodded: "Come back alive!"

As he finished speaking, he raised his head and took the Bodhi seed and fell into meditation. The layers of emptiness were slowly blooming like peacock feathers. It was clear that the purple path was sitting here cross-legged, but it seemed that it did not exist at all.

Tu Shanjun came to Wu Rong and took out the magic medicine flat peach.

Wu Rong said helplessly: "Teacher, I know my situation myself. This time I have used all my cards, including the last forbidden magical power."

"What you borrow must be paid back eventually. God will not allow me to become an emperor with this kind of existence. My destiny is up, and the magic medicine is useless. Keep it, don't waste it on..."

"There is hope when there is life."

The firmness of his tone left no room for doubt.

Wu Rong suddenly looked up and saw a pair of rotating imperial pupils.

"Stay alive!"

"Wait for me to come back!"

…

Wu Rong had tears streaming down his face.

Once a teacher, always a father.

At this moment, Tu Shanjun, as the master, also felt powerless.

He didn't know if he could come back alive from the Immortal Tribulation.

There is no way to tell Wu Rong an exact result.

He could only give Wu Rong a cruel hope, like a father and mother on the battlefield. After putting on their battle armor, they smiled and said to their children: 'Wait until I come back.'

Wu Rong held the flat peach and wolfed it down.

The gratified Tushanjun used the ghost emperor's immortal power to give full play to the effectiveness of the magical medicine: "Use the second life method to live the second life!"

Slowly putting down his palm and dragging Tushanjun of Yanfu, he came to the junction of Donghuang and Moyuan with the eighteen major immortal tribulations that had been accumulated to the extreme.

…

Elder Qiu did not dare to disturb him, so he quickly flew into the underworld army, looked around, and said in surprise: "The elder of the sect is not here?"

As he said this, he looked at Ru Zang. He and Ru Zang were relatively familiar with the monks here.

The black-robed monk Ruzang recited Amitabha, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

"You really didn't come?"

"Coming."

Luo Shentong, a master of the immortal style, took the words and opened his mouth. He really didn't know whether he should tell Elder Qiu such a cruel fact.

"Where are the people?" Elder Qiu was horrified by the crowd.

He saw that the losses among the people were not heavy. Although many were injured and some were seriously injured and dying, since Tushanjun was already so powerful, it should be a one-sided victory.

Why did everyone look like they had suffered a huge defeat?

A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

The whole person became panicked.

The original source was lost, and the gray-haired Daojun Chongming couldn't bear to say: "Alas, fellow Taoists of Taiyi Sect... have already sacrificed to the emperor's soldiers."

Buzz!

a bolt from the blue.

Elder Qiu staggered and almost fell to the ground, and said in horror: "How many?"

"Ten... more than one."

Wow.

Elder Qiu collapsed on the ground and cried loudly.

"It's all my fault..."

"It's my incompetence. If I just died, this wouldn't be the case."

"Elder...senior brother, senior sister, junior sister..."

"How could this happen?"

"how so!"

The wails echoed throughout the military formation, which was heartbreaking.

Crying seemed to be contagious, and some small sobs could not be hidden, casting a layer of haze over the world.
To be continued...