Di Xinghe's eyes were blood red, his hair was burnt black, his golden dragon robe had become tattered, and his aura was sluggish. He looked as if he had just walked out of purgatory.
A large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the exposed skin was also covered in scars.
"Respectfully invite the Taoist boy to come into the palace and report!"
Emperor Xinghe bowed and saluted.
The majestic leader of a country was groveling like this, but he did not feel any humiliation. On the contrary, he showed gratitude and handed over a three-color fire lotus as he spoke.
"Ninth-grade fire lotus! Huh! Wait here!"
Outside the Yuqing Hall, two Taoist boys who looked like boys showed disdain. One of them accepted the three-color fire lotus flower, while the other Taoist boy reluctantly entered the hall quickly.
"Reporting to the three elders, Emperor Xinghe, the leader of the Tianjian Dynasty, is asking for an audience outside the palace!"
The Taoist boy knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and looked extremely humble.
In the Yuqing Hall, white mist filled the air and the atmosphere was dense. The Taoist boy could not see the image of the huge bronze mirror here, but he could feel the three general trends.
Among the three old men, the old man on the left stepped up and drove the Taoist boy out of the hall with a gentle and huge force.
Light and shadow flickered, and the next moment, the old man had appeared outside Yuqing Hall.
He stepped out of the air, looked down at Emperor Xinghe with contempt, and said coldly:
"The majestic Emperor of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty is in such a miserable state, why can't you change your clothes and come to see me again!"
"Elder Yuhong, please forgive me! The city of God has been captured by my treacherous son. This treacherous son gathered three half-step god-level ghost cultivators from nowhere. All the ten holy king-level monks sent by the elder have been killed!"
Di Xinghe smiled bitterly, lowered his head, and spoke out in detail.
"Three ghost cultivators? Interesting?"
The old man known as "Elder Yuhong" smiled contemptuously.
Then, he squeezed the seal, shot a sound transmission jade slip into the hall, and continued:
"The calamity of heaven and earth is approaching. In order to integrate all the forces in Tianlong world as soon as possible, I can only accompany you on this journey!"
"Thank you, Elder Yuhong!"
Di Xinghe looked ecstatic.
The Dao Alliance is above all the major sects in Tianlong World. In name, the Dao Alliance is the leader of each major sect.
There are a total of twenty-eight half-step gods in the Dao Alliance, and Elder Yuhong's combat power ranks among the top ten. With him, the war in the divine capital can be quelled.
Di Xinghe restrained his mind, turned his eyes, and wriggled the corners of his mouth several times. Finally, he bit the bullet and continued to ask:
"Elder, is my son Dishan okay?"
"Shut up!"
Elder Yuhong was furious when he heard what Di Xinghe asked.
"Listen, from now on, Dishan and you will no longer have a father-son relationship. It won't be long before a god appears in our Taoist League again! Dishan will also become the next leader of the Taoist League. And you,
You are not qualified to be his father!"
"The next alliance leader? God?"
Di Xinghe was shocked.
Then, there was another burst of ecstasy in his heart.
Although Dishan's status will be extremely noble from now on, he can no longer coexist with Dishan as a "father".
But there is no father in the world who doesn’t want his children to be “successful and famous”.
"Yes! Sir!"
Emperor Xinghe bowed and saluted.
The void shook, and the two walked away.
Not long after, shocking news came again in Shendu:
The city of God is surging with blood, corpses are strewn across the fields, and rivers of blood have flowed. It has been completely reduced to ruins, becoming another hell on earth in Tianlong's world.
Emperor Eleven started the road to become an emperor, united with the forces of the East Continent of Tianlong World, and stood firm, causing bloody chaos in the Tianlong states. The war took off, and countless monks from the sect were forced to get involved.
Countless Tianlong monks also emerged on the Tianyuan battlefield, and they began a new round of attacks, hoping to break through the Tianyuan barrier and occupy the Sword Master Continent.
In the bronze mirror space.
Qin Nan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, still immersed in the realm of enlightenment.
He knows nothing about the outside world.
The only thing he has to do now is to go all out to break the shackles in his body, absorb the spiritual fluid, and prepare to face the heavenly catastrophe of the Holy King Realm monks.
A Holy King Realm monk is unusual. Without adequate preparation, it would be impossible for him to survive safely.
Inside Qinnan Dantian.
The tens-of-thousand-foot-long sacred platform stands tall and majestic. Without the blessing of the power of the colorful dragon, this sacred platform looks extremely simple, but at the same time it also reveals another kind of Taoist charm.
Dark patterns appear on all sides of the altar.
These Dao patterns are Qin Nan's understanding of various Dao.
The sword brand, the soul brand, the sword soul mark, and the soul marks of various monsters.
Around the altar, endless spiritual fluid surges like rivers, lakes and seas, washing away the surroundings.
As Qin Nan's cultivation continues to improve, his Dantian space has reached a terrifying one million square meters, which is like a microcosm of a small world.
Different breath fluctuations also emerged from the terrifying spiritual liquid, and the color of the spiritual liquid condensed by each breath was also different.
The spiritual fluid condensed by the soul-burial secret technique and the blood-rotating soul technique all appears black, and the black current surges, clearly distinguishable from other colors of spiritual fluid, like a black dragon, wandering in every corner of the Dantian space.
The spiritual liquid refined by the invincible sword is the most powerful, its whole body is white, and the white waves are surging, as powerful as a galloping horse, cold and wrapped with endless power.
Xuantian Heavy Realm and Golden Crow Spiritual Fire circulated around the body, showing red and gold respectively.
These two forces blend with each other and are gradually evolving into a more terrifying force.
Various other techniques also generate spiritual liquids with different auras, surging and stirring, mixed in the torrent of spiritual liquid.
Many forces come together.
Devouring Yuan Power is the catalyst for all these powers, and it is also the greatest helper for the perfect integration of various powers.
"Destroy Yin and Yang! Swallow the sky and the earth! Keep swallowing it for me!"
Qin Nan suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light flashed past.
He was running wildly in his body devouring the sword art, and the power of the law penetrated everything, sucking in all the spiritual power from the mountains and rivers elixir containing spiritual power in the bronze mirror space.
A huge funnel vortex had already formed above his head.
Streams of spiritual power gathered above Qin Nan's head from all directions.
Then, all the spiritual power was absorbed into Qin Nan's body along the funnel vortex.
Inside the Yuqing Hall.
The two old men with terrifying auras each opened their eyes, and a touch of shock could be seen in their eyes.
"This kid has been working hard for eighty-one days! Why hasn't he activated his aura to lead to the catastrophe? Is it possible that this kid's Dantian is a bottomless pit?"
The old man on the left spoke first, his dull voice echoing in the hall like a twilight drum and a morning bell.
"Elder Yufeng, please be patient!"
The old man on the right had cold eyes and said in a deep voice:
"The more terrifying the talent this boy shows, the better it is for us, isn't it?"
"Hahaha... Lord Yutian, just in case, I'm going to see if the kid from Dishan is ready."
The old man known as Elder Yufeng laughed and stood up.
He bowed to the old man on the right and saluted, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
The breeze blows and time flies.
half year later.
Three more figures appeared in Yuqing Hall.
"Dishan, are you ready?" Elder Yufeng asked.
"Elder Qi, this disciple has taken the Soul Transformation Pill and the Blood Refining Pill, and can seize the Tao Soul at any time!"
Dishan was dressed in white robes and bowed to salute.
The two old men in front of him were the two elders Yufeng and Yutian.
Elder Yutian waved his hand to signal the two of them to be quiet.
The bronze mirror in front of the three people suddenly shook violently, and a fierce force rose from the inside of the bronze mirror into the sky, piercing the void, rushing out of the hall, and reaching into the sky.
