"If so, then Fairy Xiaoxiao's master should be coming soon, right?"

"But why did you only save Fairy Xiaoxiao and not take away the emperor?" A monk asked in confusion.

Dijun is only eight or nine years old, but he has already shown such an extraordinary mind, such a genius, if Liang Xiaoxiao's master is a little discerning, it is impossible not to see it.

Bai Chen suddenly interjected: "So what? It must be that the emperor's cultivation has already been abolished before Fairy Xiaoxiao's master appeared, and it just so happened that Fairy Xiaoxiao's divine veins were awakened, and that's why the master took a fancy to her!"

"Extraordinary grade of divine veins, whether it has the ability to resurrect from the dead is also unknown."

"Once upon a time, I came across an ancient relic, which introduced that Shenmai has the ability to repair the human body. As long as the spirit exists, there is the possibility of resurrection!"

Everyone listened to Bai Chen's statement quietly, and the monks were all supernatural.

"There are such sayings, so the emperor's cultivation base must have been dispersed, so he acted this time."

In the picture, Liang Lin's lips are slightly pale, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and he looks at the figure in the deep pit with a helpless face.

Liang Xiaoxiao curled up into a ball quietly like that, the pale skin exposed under the clothes was shocking.

Liang Lin didn't care about other things, jumped into the deep pit, and stretched out his arms to embrace Liang Xiaoxiao.

The coldness on her fingers, as well as the whiteness on her face, all sent him a message.

She was killed!

Last time, he lost his father and mother in this way.

There was a sense of powerlessness in his body, and he called his sister's name over and over again when he was almost collapsed.

"Xiaoxiao..."

"Xiaoxiao, my brother is here..."

He couldn't believe that God was so ruthless that he took away his only remaining family member.

The ghost elf who used to be laughing and causing trouble everywhere, is actually lying in his arms so quietly at this moment.

"It's all my brother's fault, it's all my brother's fault..."

Tears rolled down his cheeks, Liang Lin's mind went blank, and when he looked elsewhere, there was only scarlet like blood.

Although Liang Xiaoxiao and him are not related by blood, what is the difference?

She grew up drinking the food she bought with her own flesh and blood, so why can't she keep her despite all her efforts!

The past appeared in Liang Lin's mind like fragments.

"Brother, Xiao Mao said he was born by his parents, so am I born by my brother?"

"Woooo, you're injured, Xiaoxiao has to grow up quickly, and then go hunting for brother!"

In the past, when she waved her fist, she seemed to still be able to feel the pain that hit her chest one after another.

Why……

Why is it so quiet today.

Everything is pulling him to accept this scarlet reality, lowering his head against Xiaoxiao's face, it's still cold, it's still cold! ! !

"Xiaoxiao!!"

Under the deep pit, there was a terrifying sound like hell.

……

All the monks felt inexplicable pain in their hearts when they saw Liang Linfang just collapsed.

That is a character who turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain. He actually collapsed to such an extent that he even shed tears of blood!
The client, Liang Xiaoxiao, couldn't help herself even more, tears flowed out uncontrollably.

The heart that had already been as cold as an iceberg suddenly heard a collision sound from inside, making her unable to breathe in pain.

Just now, Liang Lin, who was like an emissary from hell, was filled with unwillingness and despair in every cry.

……

In the picture, Liang Lin slowly climbed out of the deep pit, and kissed Liang Xiaoxiao's face in his arms.

"Xiaoxiao, be good, those villains who bully you, my brother will send them down to accompany you now!" With a hoarse voice, Liang Lin said this in as gentle a voice as possible.

In the next second, a violent and murderous aura emanated from his whole body, and the murderous aura was mixed with aura of golden light, catapulting away to the surroundings.

On the entire mountain where Tianyuanmen is located, where the golden yellow passes, not a single blade of grass grows.

The hills that were originally green turned gray in an instant.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds gathered in the sky, and a darkness shrouded Tianyuan Gate. The sky was blue and the sun was bright, but in a blink of an eye, lightning flashed and thunder thundered. The thunder and lightning were the sky's mournful or angry roar.

At the Tianyuan Gate, watching the changes around them, all the monks seemed to see the god of death, full of fear.

"Tianyuanmen, stay here!"

In the darkness, he stepped on the thunder, held a black iron sword, and his eyes were full of endless murderous intent.

……

Everyone outside the screen, seeing the changes in the world brought about by the emperor, and the killing intent around them, all opened their eyes supernaturally.

"How is it possible? Realm of Huicheng!?"

"Under the premise of no inheritance, it is possible to enter the realm of Huicheng in such a short period of time!? This situation is unprecedented."

"More than that!? How old is he? Presumably, at this age, you have just touched the threshold of feeling qi?"

Everyone exclaimed, and a guess appeared in everyone's heart.

That is, if the emperor's cultivation base dissipates, otherwise, now that he has reached eternal life, they will have no possibility of sealing him.

It is also impossible for them to sit here so well and watch Dijun's memories together.

……

"Array!"

In the screen, a voice suddenly came.

Then Tianyuan disciples in green robes appeared one by one like arrows, and Yu Jian flew in midair, surrounding Liang Lin in groups.

However, how could a mere elementary formation prevent the anger of a Huicheng expert?

Pushing out the iron sword lightly, the iron sword seemed to come alive, and automatically moved towards the cultivator in the air.

A weapon of this level should have been dissolved under their formation, but at this moment, it broke through the formation like a magic weapon and shot down everyone one by one.

The formation was instantly disintegrated.

Those Tianyuan disciples also all fell.

"Where's the boy!?" A faint voice suddenly came from inside Tianyuan.

The owner of the voice appeared in front of everyone in the next second. It was a man in a white shirt with gray hair, but his face was as young as a middle-aged man.

After a roar, the white-haired man jumped down from the sky, stretched out his palm containing terrifying spiritual power, and patted Liang Lin's head.

Suddenly everyone felt a strong pressure, and several unprepared monks were directly pressed to the ground.

……

"The realm of promotion!!"

Everyone outside the screen gasped.

In a mere human sect, there are masters in the realm of sages sitting in charge.

Presumably this is their sect master, right?

"I think that the emperor was destroyed and went to cultivate, it was thanks to this master of Jinsheng. The monks in the realm of Jinsheng are very different from Huicheng."

Once you break through and get promoted, you have already shed your mortal body.

"So, it is the head of Tianyuanmen who destroyed the emperor's cultivation and took away his divine veins?"

"But if this is the case, how can the emperor survive?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

That's right, it is impossible for monks in the realm of Huicheng to escape from the attack of Jin Sheng.

The only possibility is that Jin Sheng was moved with compassion, so he just took away his divine veins, and did not kill him to silence him.

But this is too ridiculous.

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