The dark figure spoke hoarsely: "Do you want to kill?"

"How long will it take for this not long? No one knows. It may be a thousand years, ten thousand years, or tomorrow, if the Emperor Tianding is killed, there will be a Yuanyang Taoist, and there will be no Yuanyang Taoist, and there may be others...

Killing is not completely killing.”

Qi Yuyu looked into the sky from afar, with deep eyes:

"Do you know why we, the three holy places, have to be transcendent and not get involved in the disputes between the world. Even if we are hunting the Emperor of Heavenly Ding, will we not take action?

Even if I want to ask Butian Pavilion to take action, it is just to save Xuan Ji, not to kill the Taoist Yuanyang?"

The dark figure shook his head slightly: "I don't know."

He really doesn't understand the thoughts of the three holy places.

In his opinion, whether it is the Emperor of Heaven or Taoist of Yuanyang, it is nothing compared to the accumulation of the holy land in millions of years.

If the thunder is really angry, it may not be impossible to completely kill the "Scholar of Destroying the Love" as he killed the "School of Destroying the Love".

"Time, fate, luck, number... When the great fortune of heaven and earth has not yet flourished, it is difficult to see a real dragon in the end. If you do it randomly, you will eventually lose it.

Even if you have the ultimate treasure to suppress your luck, you are not really invincible. But you forgot that the "Xuantian Divine Dynasty" that was at its peak back then provoked the unsatisfied Supreme Guanglong?"

Qi Shenyu said calmly:

"From ancient times, there are many holy places that have been destroyed by stifling geniuses but are not necessary..."

The world is vast, and no one can truly control it except the ancient saint emperor and supreme emperor.

If you want to suppress everything, you will definitely rebound. With the great fortune, the holy land sect may not be as stable as Mount Tai for a million years.

The black figure was slightly stunned:

"I see......"

He was thinking in his heart, but he was still a little confused: "But Xuan Ji was captured by the Taoist Yuanyang, and I didn't care about it. Isn't that too much?"

"How to ignore it?"

Qi Shenyu asked back: "I'll ask Butian Pavilion to take action this time. It's enough to create a powerful person. This is enough to satisfy the hearts of all the disciples."

"Then let him be free?"

The black figure frowned. He didn't understand the truth, but he felt it was a bit difficult to accept.

"We want to live forever in the world, and he wants to live forever forever, so give it to him! After thousands of years, we are still powerful in the world. It is still unknown whether the Yuanyang Taoist Heavenly Ding Emperor can leave a mark in the world."

Qi Shenyu exhaled and closed his eyes, calming his heart:

"Look at him freely, look at him erectile dynasty, look at his pleasure, and look at his declining days...

He wants the best in the world, just give it to him. He wants to laugh at the king and prince, just let him go."

The most different thing about the holy land and the ten major sects.

The former is already detached from the object, while the latter is still rolling in the mud.

There is no need to care about one or two geniuses in the holy land. Even if he may be granted a marquis in the future, what if he is granted a king?

How many kings and marquis in ancient and modern times can leave traces now?

Those who compete for the moment are not enough to seek forever.

However, Qi Shenyu did not say this, because there is no need to say too much about a "shadow".

The black figure stopped talking.

......

Huh ~

The formation calmed until it returned to silence.

The phantoms of the kings gradually disappeared into the void.

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, and the free and quiet back of Emperor Tianding seemed to be reflected in the depths of his eyes.

Just like the king's platform, even if he is not able to capture the aura of the Heavenly Ding Emperor, whether he is alive or dead, and whether he will see him again in the future, there is no fixed number.

"Old man, go all the way."

The fourth prince stood quietly with his hands down, looking into the void from afar, feeling his heart empty.

Not far away, the other children of Emperor Tianding were silent, many of them shed tears in despair. The youngest fourteenth princess was even more heartbroken and sad.

They knew that the hope of seeing the Emperor of Heavenly Ding in this life was very slim, and even this was the last meeting.

“Holy Land…”

An Qisheng was illuminating the city wall with a golden light, and the two talked a lot, except for the real secrets of some holy places that could not be expressed.

Emperor Tianding speaks out all the time.

A glimpse of the whole picture shows the depth of the holy land, and it is self-evident.

But this is inevitable.

Wang Quandao has been in the fortunate position for three thousand years and has already had a profound foundation, not to mention that this holy land in the Wanyang Realm has been for tens of millions of years.

A long time is enough to wash away all the dew, but what remains should not be underestimated.

The atmosphere above the city did not last long, and many princes except the fourteen princes had already restrained their sorrow.

He looked at An Qisheng. Before seeing him, Emperor Tianding met them first. They had no objection to the arrangements of Emperor Tianding.

"gentlemen."

The fourth prince bowed long and his sleeves drooped:
Chapter completed!