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Chapter 22 The Arrival of the Saints

Red Heavenly Chain.

Thunder clouds rolling, strong winds and angry pills.

The four swordsmen of Zhuxian stood from east to south, covering a radius of thousands of miles. The five million rebels in this formation all knelt on the ground, and they all trembled to the extreme.

Daoist Duobao, Zhao Gongming, Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

The three of the Jie Sects all looked shocked. Even if the facts were in front of them, they still couldn't believe it.

The treasure of the Jie Cult, the four swords of Zhu Xian were actually taken away by Donghuang Taiyi!

On the right side of Chi Tianqian, Shi Qilin Yeqiong, who was in front of 100,000 demon soldiers, looked at Taiyi's back and his pupils shrank sharply.

His intention to be unjust.

At this moment, I was buried deep in my heart.

At this moment, Taiyi's hand was withdrawn.

Behind you.

He turned around and stepped directly into the chariot jade mount among the 100,000 demon soldiers. Taiyi regained his big boss's sitting posture.

Looking at the other side of the heavenly chasm, Ao Yue, who was trapped by the dragon-bound rope, had a thought.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation was accompanied by Taiyi's intentions, and a soul-killing sword energy condensed out and instantly slashed towards Zhao Gongming.

"not good!"

Zhao Heihu looked at the soul-killing sword energy that was slashing at him, and his heart suddenly stumbled, and his body subconsciously retreated.

This guy is just being self-indulgent.

Taiyi was disdainful to attack him at all. This soul-killing sword energy cut through the dragon binding rope on Ao Yue's body. The innate spiritual treasure dragon binding rope was directly broken under this slash.

Ao Yue escaped from the trap and slashed at Zhao Heihu, who had retreated violently.

At this time, Zhao Heihu was already scared by Taiyi. He never expected that Ao Yue would attack him as soon as he got out of trouble.

There is no time to resist, so I can only hide.

But it was obviously a step slower, and his left arm was directly cut off by Ao Yue's halberd and he was bleeding.

"Damn it!"

The Zhuxian Formation was on it, Zhao Heihu didn't dare to fight back at all. He could only hold his breath and sit down and carry him to escape to the edge of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

After Ao Yue slashed out his halberd, he did not continue to chase him.

Instead, he stepped across the Red Heavenly Chain and entered the group of 100,000 demon soldiers, and came to the carriage pulled by nine heavenly horses.

At this time, Ao Bingling also returned to the group of demon soldiers and stood on the left side under the chariot, Bai Ze, Ye Qiong, and the Tianma clan leader Ma Yan and others stood on the right side.

"Slave Dragon's death penalty!"

Ao Yue knelt down at Taiyi with a pounce, lowering her head.

Others may just be polite words when calling him guilty, but Ao Yue said in his heart that he was ashamed of his defeat and shame for the Eastern Emperor!

"Victory and defeat are common, but your injuries, how about you?"

Taiyi suddenly said something.

He was stunned by Ao Yue who was kneeling on the ground. He was injured? What injuries could he be?

Just now, I was just tied up by the dragon binding rope, and at most I beat a few rolls on the ground and broke some skin.

If you really want to be injured, Zhao Gongming broke his arm, which was much heavier than him. The arm that was not repaired for decades would definitely not be repaired.

"Slave Dragon..."

Before Ao Yue could finish his words, Taiyi spoke up.

"I see that you are seriously injured, so I really need to take good care of you."

stupid.

Ao Yue was stunned again, subconsciously raised her eyes to Taiyi, and when she saw Taiyi's deep eyes slightly tilting Ye Qiong standing on the right.

I immediately understood.

"ah!"

Ao Yue suddenly covered her chest, deliberately causing the qi and blood to flow backwards. She sprayed out her "old blood" directly, and her face turned pale.

This is really no difference from serious injuries.

"Zhao, Zhao Heihu hurt me with a hidden weapon..."

"Nu, Nu Long, I am ashamed of the Lord's kindness, Ruo, Ruo has the next life..."

In this scene, Ao Bingling's beautiful eyebrows on the left froze slightly. She was with Taiyi before and could see clearly.

What kind of "hidden weapon" and "serious injuries" are farts, but she understands that her nephew is very good.

Subconsciously, Ao Bingling glanced at Taiyi and was thinking about something in his eyes.

‘Very good! Very good!’

Seeing Ao Yue getting involved in the show, although it was a bit exaggerated.

However, Taiyi was very excited. His "Oscar-level actor" acting skills finally came into play. His face changed and his expression showed a hint of "covered tension" and "grace".

"With this emperor here, you will never have any trouble."

Taiyi stood up from this jade pedestal, with awesome momentum.

His eyes instantly looked at Shi Qilin Yeqiong standing on the right side of the carriage.

"Ye poor."

With a sound.

Ye Qiong, who had originally lowered his head, was shocked and hurriedly left the list.

"I'm here."

"I heard that the Qilin blood droplets of the Qilin clan have the magical effect of the flesh and bones of the living dead."

This means very obvious.

If Ye Qiong still doesn't understand, he would be a fool.

If it were before, he might have found a reason to shirk it, after all, the blood droplet is also extremely precious to his Qilin clan.

A blood drop is enough to exchange for the Qilin royal family's life.

But now...

He had already confirmed in his heart that the rumor that "Donghuang is in danger" was purely fart, and he didn't know which dissatisfied Tianshou sold false news. If he knew, he would have to peel the person who sent the news and cramped and drink blood.

In addition, he glanced at the Zhuxian Sword Formation on the other side of the Heavenly Chain.

Four major sword gates, soul-killing sword energy.

Mom...Who dares to say no to the current situation in front of Emperor Dong?!

He no longer had the heart to care whether Ao Yue was really seriously injured, nor did he have the heart to think about why Donghuang asked himself for a blood droplet. There were obviously many magical medicines in the divine palace.

Now he only has the heart to surrender.

"I will send the blood droplets to the divine palace soon. Your Majesty rests assured that the wounds of Ao Yue's protector will definitely be healed."

"Um."

Taiyi nodded slightly.

The expression is indifferent, but the heart is ecstatic!

Refining the four-flavor holy medicines lacking in the ancient Xuanyang Pill has already done one flavour. Although there are still three flavours, at least this first step is successful.

‘Oh my uncle, my acting skills are getting better and better. It’s a pity that I didn’t enter the entertainment industry in my previous life.’

Taiyi sighed in his heart.

He sat down again with his feet.

His eyes swept across the other side of the 5 million rebels, and the Taoist Duobao who was supported by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, with a decadent face.

It's time to sweep it off.

But at this moment, Taiyi's brow frowned slightly.

He felt an extremely powerful aura, which was like the way of heaven.

Even though Taiyi does not have the memory of Donghuang, he can still judge it.

This is the breath of a saint!

Not only Donghuang noticed that Ao Bingling, Ao Yue and others all looked tightly, and they all looked at the other side of the heavenly chasm.

In front of the Taoist Duobao, there was a person who appeared from nothingness, and his body slowly went from illusion to solidification.

The black purple Taoist robe, with hands behind her back, her eyes looking ahead, calm and dark, as if thousands of galaxies gathered inside, and the road was deep.

One of the six saints of the heavens, the leader of the Jie Sect, and the leader of the Tongtian Sect!
Chapter completed!
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