Under the fusang tree, Zheng Ying glanced back at the figure that had gone away, and she seemed to have some understanding.
A few breaths later, when the hibiscus tree collapsed completely, her figure quietly disappeared.
"Brother Jian, it only takes half a day at most for us to leave this Xianzhou. Have you found the thing you need?" Chen Qing asked.
Jian Wushuang did not speak, but looked at Yin Ling who was following closely beside him.
"Don't worry, as soon as you leave Beitian Xianzhou, I will give you what you want immediately." Yin Ling patted her chest, which was still pretty, and said with a proud smile.
Jian Wushuang's expression froze and he turned his head to the side.
Seeing this scene, Chen Qing and Chunqiu looked a little strange.
"Isn't this bitch the daughter of Young Master Mo?" Chen Qing looked a little stunned again.
Hearing this, Yin Ling snorted and said, "Hey, silly guy, which of your eyes did you see that I am Young Master Mo's woman?"
"I was just imprisoned by him. Now that he is dead, I am free."
Chen Qing curled his lips and said nothing more.
Four completely hidden figures were leaving quickly.
But at the next moment, Jian Wushuang faintly felt a big crisis approaching.
As if to confirm his thoughts, Beitian Xianzhou, which was originally plunged into red and darkness, began to be illuminated by a white-gold light.
Then, just as Jian Wushuang and others were about to step out of Beitian Xianzhou, an invisible and hazy barrier appeared outside the boundaries of Beitian Xianzhou.
"Oops!" Jian Wushuang's heart sank, and a chill swept through him.
When Chen Qing and others saw this, their moods also sank to the bottom.
The entire broken Beitian Xianzhou was blocked by external forces!
And except for that kind of existence, not even Dayanxian can block the Beitian Immortal State with such great momentum.
There was a hint of solemnity and bitterness in Jian Wushuang's eyes.
"Brother Jian, what should we do? Do we want to rush out by force?" Chen Qing said in a cohesive voice, a look of fierceness emerging from his eyes.
Jian Wushuang shook his head, "From now on, we can't use the Yan force. This barrier is definitely not something we can break through. Let's wait and see what happens."
After saying that, he led the three of them down directly to a broken fairy mansion and gathered all their aura.
On the broken sky, billions of rays of platinum light began to bloom, emptying against the clouds!
At the same time, a dozen old men carrying various colored haloes came stepping on the clouds.
Di Qing, who was still fighting fiercely in the sky, also noticed this scene.
"Damn idiot, wait for death!" One of the Dayan Immortals who fought with Di Qing shouted angrily, wishing to tear Di Qingsheng alive.
Di Qing retracted his palm and looked at the old men standing in the clouds, with fear flashing in his eyes.
The two Dayan Immortals looked at each other, and then suddenly ran away from left to right.
"evil creature!"
One of the old men, who carried a black halo of light on his back, raised his palm in a blocking gesture, and even though he was millions of miles away from the stars, he directly captured a fleeing Dayan Immortal.
At the same time, another old man with a red halo on his back took out a palm-sized porcelain bottle from his arms and directly ingested another Dayan Immortal!
In just an instant, the two fleeing Dayan Immortals were all caught.
Then, the old man with the black light wheel on his back used his great magical power to forcefully squeeze the two Dayan Immortals into the size of a bullet.
"Fifth Young Master, will you die in your hands?" Hong Zhongda Lu's majestic voice echoed through Xianzhou.
The two Dayan Immortals, who were still arrogant at first, were all frightened to death.
Because they saw an ordinary old man in black robe walking slowly.
This old man is Uncle Yu, the most mysterious elder behind Emperor Zhenwuyang.
"It has nothing to do with us. We were just passing by here. The Fifth Young Master was definitely not killed by us, but by someone else!"
They wanted to say something else, but the old man in black robe just waved his hand at them, causing their spirits to disappear and their immortal sources to disappear.
What kind of terrifying strength is this? It destroyed Dayan Immortal without even releasing its Yan power?
The grooved cheeks seemed to tell all the secrets of the world's vicissitudes of life. Finally, he turned his cloudy eyes to Di Qing not far away.
Di Qing slowly took half a step back and stared at him.
"Fifth Young Master, are you going to die at your hands?" A hoarse voice sounded, and Uncle Yu's calm and frightening eyes seemed to have stopped time.
As proud as Di Qing, he had to bow his head at this moment.
"No, it can't be that he died in my hands, but in the hands of their accomplices. There was a woman who personally chopped off the head of Master Mo and destroyed his immortality." Di Qing pointed to the distant place with his hand.
The Five Musketeers said in a deep voice.
Uncle Yu's face was ashen as ever. He slowly stretched out his palm from his robe sleeves and grasped it slowly in the air.
With his grasp, Beitian Xianzhou, which was already on the verge of being shattered, accelerated its shattering, and both the immortal mansions and the thousands of creatures inevitably turned into powder.
"In that case, you should all be buried with the Fifth Young Master." Gu Jing's old voice resounded.
Uncle Yu's voice was like a road, causing the entire Beitian Immortal Province to suffer irreversible defeat.
Di Qing's pupils suddenly condensed, and he took a few steps back, "What do you mean? I've obviously told you the real murderer, why don't you let me go?"
"The death of the Fifth Young Master is inseparable from the entire Beitian Xianzhou. Naturally, you will all be buried with him." Uncle Yu's voice was indifferent and left no room for doubt.
Di Qing's face turned livid, "Do you think you can defeat me just like this? If I leave, no one can stop me!"
After finishing speaking, a huge golden crow appeared behind Di Qing, and his whole body was filled with a faint majesty.
Facing more than a dozen Dayan Immortals carrying light wheels and the unfathomable Uncle Yu, he chose a battle!
But before the battle could even begin, Uncle Yu stretched out his hand and pointed, and a ray of black light passed through the void, tearing apart Di Qing's golden crow treasure, easily shattering his immortal source.
Dead silence, extreme silence.
Arrogant and arrogant to the point of pitting one against two, his immortality was shattered.
The destruction of the immortal source is irreversible damage, symbolizing the final death sentence of Yanxian.
Di Qing died like this, and thousands of feathers were peeled off from his body and scattered in the void.
Then, his figure fell headlong into the broken Xianzhou.
After killing Di Qing with one finger, Uncle Yu raised his arms again, and the entire Beitian Xianzhou was completely shattered into powder under his control.
Even if you are an immortal, you will never survive.
With the death of the Fifth Emperor's son, Young Master Mo, all the trillions of creatures in the entire Immortal Province were buried with him.
No top cultivator or immortal can escape Uncle Yu's path.