Thousands of long swords surrounded the Holy King.
When Jiang Ling raised his hand, the long sword suddenly fell on him.
His body was covered with long swords.
Death is extremely terrifying.
I can't even say the last words.
One is the Immortal Transformation Stage, the Immortal Transformation Stage is approaching its peak.
As apart from the Saint and His Highness, the former strongest lord of the upper spirit world was killed so lightly.
Ten thousand swords fell.
There is no complete corpse when death.
This result came too suddenly. They swallowed their saliva and further confirmed the fact that the person in front of them usurped the throne. If he had such power, he must have killed the Saint!
"I heard that you are all here to attack me. What else do you have to say now? I will accompany you at any time."
Everyone took a step back in unison.
They looked at the person in front of them in horror.
He really knows how to do it.
This person is not a joke.
But it's true.
If they had said those words just now...
They are the ones who die.
"Everyone, do you have anything else to say?" Jiang Ling glanced at everyone present coldly, "If not, I will go to handle government affairs."
"We will leave!"
Everyone spoke quickly, no longer caring about so much, so they turned around and ran away.
Everyone escaped from the hall, and there were not many families left there.
"Master Wu Jue."
Jiang Ling called out.
"Sir, please give me instructions." Wu Jue bowed his head.
"Look at them well. If any one commits disobedience to the Lord, he will be killed without mercy." Jiang Ling ordered.
"yes!"
Wu Jue quickly took the order and left.
On the main hall, the tragic corpse was quickly cleaned up, and no one dared to talk nonsense. The only two families left in the hall did not dare to show off. They stayed in place until the blood on the main hall was cleaned up.
Then they recovered.
Mo Qianshan knelt down quickly:
"His Majesty."
"Say." Jiang Ling's voice was still cold.
"I... I'll ask you boldly, how long will the Lord Saint return?"
Mo Qianshan respectfully worshiped him on the ground.
The person above was silent for a moment.
He did not answer him immediately.
After a while, he spoke: "As little as a hundred years, as much as a thousand years."
"Why is it so long? What happened before? Lord Saint is so powerful, why did he suddenly encounter such a big thing? Where is he?" Xilingzhu was anxious and knelt down directly:
"I know I might offend you if I ask this, but, I just want to know, what's going on?"
Obviously before...
Nothing is like this.
Just in one day.
The storm changed suddenly, everything was overthrown, and the person she respected almost died, and now she can't see her at all.
She is really...
Can't be so calm.
"You don't need to know." Jiang Ling turned around and turned his back to them: "Your Highness has gone a long way. When the throne wakes up, everything will be restored to its original state. As long as I am here, the position of the Holy Lord will always be hers.
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"You will know everything when she comes back."
The man was tall and his back was lonely. His low voice fell into the empty hall. Mo Qianshan and Xilingzhu watched him go away and suddenly felt great sorrow, and an indescribable sadness filled them.
in the chest cavity.
They covered their chests.
Is such a sad mood belonging to him?
good……
It's uncomfortable.
...
All families were suppressed, and all those who were disrespectful to Jun Qingyue shut up after they came out of the Holy Palace. No one mentioned this matter again, and they did not dare to discuss Jiang Ling privately.
It was like a taboo that his control over the Holy Palace in place of the Holy Lord.
Untouchable taboos.
In the following time, they often saw Jiang Ling. He appeared in various places and handled various major matters. Under his command, the upper spirit world had become calmer and less violent.
He has always been alone.
Clear and cold.
Keep people from thousands of miles away.
It seems that no one can get close to it.
Time has just passed year after year, and many people have gradually forgotten Jun Qingyue’s existence.
But there are many people who still remember it all.
...
The light of the night pearl illuminates everything around.
In the tower, countless formations and runes are emerging, with many spiritual herbs and secret books around, and there are countless treasures.
A petite figure flashed through the tower. She avoided several formations around her and finally landed steadily.
After landing, the countless treasures and treasured cultivation techniques in front of her made her eyes look straight.
Oh my God...
This is too much.
It is truly a place that only the Holy King can come in the legend.
The woman smiled proudly. She finally came in. The things here are naturally hers!
The woman smiled and put the treasures in front of her into her space ring one by one. She knew that she had traveled through time. According to her experience of reading so many novels, she was also a heroine.
Look, the Yuntao where so many people couldn't get in, didn't she come in?
Wait until she took these things out.
If you practice hard, you will definitely dominate the world.
She, Liu Meng, is not sure, she will be the next Holy King!
While stuffing the treasure into her space ring, Liu Meng began to fantasize about her life in the future. She was in a particularly happy mood, but before she could get much, she felt a little fluctuation in her spiritual power.
The spiritual power in front of me emerged, it was so pure and pure. Just a touch, I felt extremely comfortable.
Liu Meng widened her eyes, could it be...
Is there any superb treasure in front of you?
She was nervous, but curiosity finally drove her over. She stepped forward little by little. Every time she stepped forward, the spiritual power in front of her became stronger, and there were more and more runes around her.
Seeing all this, she became more and more sure that there would be a big treasure in front of her, and her steps could not help but speed up a little, but she walked for a long time but didn't see the so-called treasure.
Not?
Liu Meng hesitated for a while, and after thinking for a while, she walked for a while. She walked for a long time. Just when she thought there was nothing in front of her and was about to return to get the treasure just now, a blur suddenly appeared in front of her.
Figure.
Around the surrounding golden runes.
Thousands of spiritual lights are shining, like the starry sky, hanging above.
Liu Meng was shocked for a moment, and she quickly stepped forward and finally saw everything ahead clearly.
The runes formed a formation. In the golden formation, the woman sat cross-legged, her beautiful face was like a carving from heaven, and each outline was perfect.
He was dressed in purple and noble, surrounded by spiritual light, and was as holy as a god.
It makes people dare not desecrate.
Liu Meng widened her eyes. Here... there is someone else here?!
I don't know if it was her intrusion, but the breath around her began to change at this moment. The light of spirit flashed and the spiritual power surged. The woman sitting quietly closed her eyes and quietly shook her eye feathers trembled slightly. Her fingertips moved slightly, and finally, in that dazzling