"Nie Zhan, do you think I will give you the opportunity to return to the demon world to consolidate your foundation?"

"Bang bang bang."

Amidst the deafening roar, Duan Ziqian chased after him and said in a surging breath: "Don't forget, you are still in my fairyland."

"The nearest space rift leading to the demon world is in the "Hengyang Mountains" three million miles away. It will take you at least two hours to get there."

"And I am only one level higher than you in cultivation for the time being. These two hours are enough for me to catch up with you."

"Of course, if you are not afraid of life and death, you can also choose to take shortcuts, such as randomly picking a star realm to tear apart the void, and try to find the remaining space passage from ancient times."

"If you win the bet, I can't do anything to you. I can only watch you leave."

"But if you lose the bet..."

The golden law fragments were connected in series like a dragon, wrapping the gray shadow and smiling evilly: "You don't need me to take action, you will be trapped in the ancient space forever, until the day when your soul is destroyed."

Suning turned a deaf ear and walked forward.

All immortal monks he bumped into, as long as they were the lackeys of the Wen Palace, regardless of gender, were killed by him.

"Stab it."

Blood mist filled the air, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Ten people, hundreds, thousands...

From the Immortal King of the 14th and 5th level True Immortal who guards one side, to the vulnerable shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the 3rd and 4th level True Immortal.

It doesn't matter whether he is a direct disciple or an inner disciple.

In just half a stick of incense, thousands of monks died at the hands of Suning.

Their souls were burned and their souls were crushed.

Even the three souls and seven souls that had a glimmer of hope for reincarnation were ruthlessly dispersed by Suning, and ended up with no bones left.

"I, I am a disciple of the Phoenix Realm."

"Senior Brother Su, please show mercy..."

Weakly, with a cry in her voice, a beautiful monk of the seventh level of True Immortal Qi Ran begged for mercy: "Due to my sect's mission, I came to the "Changqing Immortal Realm" half a year ago."

"I hope Senior Brother Su will realize that I, I am really not a disciple of the Changqing Immortal Realm."

"We in the Phoenix Realm have never plotted against you, nor have we ever followed Wen Dian's orders to become your enemy."

Trembling, she bowed and sifted the chaff.

Even though the light spot representing Suning was still very far away, she was still suspended in mid-air and did not dare to move.

There is no other reason than that masters in the semi-sacred realm are simply too strong.

She was so strong that even though she was thousands of miles away, the overwhelming thoughts had already locked her tightly, making it impossible for her to have the slightest chance of escaping.

"Uh-huh."

The cool breeze blew across my face and passed away in a flash.

The next moment, a soft voice sounded in her ears: "I, Mr. Su, have never been able to repay the kindness of the Emperor and Empress in protecting her, so how can I be ungrateful and hurt the disciples of the Phoenix Realm?"

"boom."

As if he had been slapped secretly on his forehead, the bright spot of light disappeared without a trace and he said: "Help me bring this jade slip to Empress Chang Nian. It contains the semi-saint insight that she urgently needs right now."

"There are mine, Jiang Linan's, and ancient books and information that Wen Dian has never disclosed."

"With her talent, she has seen that the second half of the holy realm is just around the corner."

"But be sure...don't lose it."

The smell of blood hit her nostrils, and the beautiful monk was frightened and staggered back.

In the sleeve of her right hand, a white jade slip appeared at some point, and she subconsciously held it tightly.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Su."

Whispering to herself, she turned around and fell towards the ground.
Chapter completed!