OK, accept it.

Li Ping'an already wanted to stop at this time.

The most important ones, the Abi Sword and the Twelve-grade Red Lotus, have been obtained, and you can go back.

My old father is being plotted by Hongjun in heaven and is in a critical situation. He must rush over to rescue him as soon as possible.

But he couldn't bear it, there was a sound from his mourning platform...

"Fishing again, fishing again! It's fun! Hahahaha! These people's eyes are all round!"

"Hahaha! Wonderful! This twelve-grade red lotus is really a wonderful thing! How about you catch a Shura princess and come up to be your bed-warming maid?"

"Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on your father's side. Your father is not stupid. He walks slower and slower. It's quite troublesome to get him out of the heaven."

Li Pingan had no choice but to continue fishing.

In just a moment, more than a dozen treasures were hooked, and their quality gradually decreased.

When Li Ping'an caught an acquired sword, Ling Lin in the coffin suddenly lost interest and muttered:

"That's it? Ancestor Styx only has this little innate treasure? This is too poor."

Li Pingan sighed in his heart: "Should we go?"

"Let's go, you first pretend to go to Nanzhou and let Qingluan Bird take you. I will find a way to deceive Hongjun and the others and take you to Heaven."

Li Ping'an agreed, slowly stood up from Houtu's side, and made a gesture to Qingluan who was not far away and was obeying his orders.

Li Ping'an raised his head and took a few glances, and found that all the masters in the sky and the sea were staring at him, many of them had strange expressions, and there were many people who were stunned.

"Everyone, please don't stop," Li Ping'an said, "I have blocked most of the connections between Ancestor Styx and the Sea of ​​Blood. If I kill Ancestor Styx for at most ninety-nine and eighty-one times, he will collapse. Please join us."

Work hard, I'll go to Nanzhou to express my condolences to those gods."

Before he finished speaking, he had jumped onto the back of the blue luan bird.

The blue luan bird spread its wings and flew quickly towards the south of the Blood Sea, intending to go around Nanzhou.

When things are over, go pick up the treasure and hide your merit and fame.

Xuanyuan Huangdi couldn't help but tilted his head and said softly: "This guy can really catch treasures?"

Before he could finish his words, streaks of light were already falling towards the sea of ​​blood.

In a short while, boating and fishing people could be seen everywhere in the Blood Sea, and the scene was unprecedented.

Before the blue luan bird flew out of the sea of ​​blood, she suddenly felt a little confused, and then continued to fly on the original route in a daze.

The figure on the back of the blue luan bird is already motionless. Although it has weight, breath, and charm, it is still just a shadow after all.

…

The spirit in the coffin showed its hand to Li Pingan.

Walking outside the painting refers to the fact that the universe is like a painting, and top experts can use their magical powers to jump out of the painting and walk outside the painting.

It led Li Ping An outside the painting, walking thousands of miles at a time, ignoring all the barriers of formations and distances, and led Li Ping An into the heaven, floating not far from Li Dazhi.

Li Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was looking at his father as if he were separated by a layer of smooth glass.

If you want to jump from outside the painting into the painting, you need the permission of the spirit in the coffin.

"Watch," the spirit in the coffin said, "don't make any noise casually. Once you make a sound, we will defeat you. Let's see if your father can induce the other party to take action first."

Li Ping'an nodded and stared at his father's figure quietly.

The spirit in the coffin raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and Li Ping'an immediately saw the three figures hiding in the dark.

‘Xihe’ and ‘Wangshu’ seemed to be escorting their father, following behind step by step.

The Faceless Man of Heaven followed far behind.

Li Ping'an's face became increasingly gloomy.

The Faceless Man clearly knew that father and son supported and relied on each other, and valued each other extremely much in a foreign land, but the Faceless Man did not inform him, did not stop him, just watched quietly, and even seemed to intentionally contribute to his father's disaster!

Li Dazhi had been speeding towards the corner of the heaven, but now he slowly stopped.

He muttered: "I can't get out there either, there are big formations blocking my way, I'd better go to Nantianmen for a walk."

After saying that, he turned around and rushed towards Nantianmen, flying faster and faster.

At this moment, a wisp of sound penetrated into Li Dazhi's ears.

The spirit in the coffin made a secret, and the message was also heard by Li Ping'an at the same time.

"You don't have to go far, just come here. I'll wait for you here."

Li Dazhi looked around for a few times and whispered: "But teacher, you can ignore the rules of heaven, but I still have to follow them. The formation of heaven is a great formation. If it is broken easily, wouldn't it make heaven lose its majesty?"

"Stop being so nagging, come here quickly."

Hongjun's voice was a little helpless: "The heavenly formation cannot stop me."

"Then why don't we make a date outside?"

"Do you want to see the Emperor of Heaven being killed?"

"Oh, I definitely don't want to."

Li Dazhi was dejected, adjusted back to his original position, and continued to drive forward slowly, mumbling something.

'Xihe' and 'Wangshu' who were hiding behind Li Dazhi each put away their weapons.

Li Pingan understood why the spirit in the coffin said there was no need to worry.

His father was obviously stalling for time.

However, my father did not ask anyone for help at this moment, but just dilly-dallyed by himself, seemingly thinking of countermeasures.

After a while, Li Dazhi had flown near the wall of the heavenly formation.

There is a rockery pavilion here, and the sea of ​​clouds is everywhere. On weekdays, the walls are hidden and not visible. It is a good place for stargazing.

Wisps of white smoke condensed into the shadow of Hongjun from the pavilion.

Li Dazhi quickly raised his hands and bowed: "Didn't the teacher say last time that he would never come to the world again?"

"It's just a shadow. There have been many changes in the world here, so I have to show up here."

Hongjun sighed softly:

"I know you have doubts, but you don't need to think too much. I came to you today to show you a disaster.

"Li Ping'an's Disaster."

Hongjun raised his hand and tapped it lightly, and the cloud smoke condensed into a cloud mirror floating in front of Li Dazhi, and a simple picture emerged in it.

Li Ping'an, who was hiding outside the painting, and Li Dazhi, who was standing in front of the cloud mirror, had similar expressions at the same time.

Shocked, stunned, confused, confused!

Without him, Li Pingan had seen the scene in the cloud mirror countless times, and Li Dazhi had also seen it once or twice.

The miserable fairy light filled everywhere, the headless Xingtian holding a big axe, the white-clothed Heavenly Emperor Li Ping'an who was bound to the ground by iron chains...

The Heavenly Emperor in White Beheads!
Chapter completed!