I, Who Can Only Kill The Emperor In Seconds, Transform Into The Emperor's Harvester

"Uncle Ping, can we just sit back and wait for death?"

"Yan'er, there is no need to be so pessimistic about this matter."

Xiao Ping slowly opened his eyes and signaled Xiao Yan to look at the small movements of Yan Ruyu and others.

Xiao Yan observed carefully and found that Yan Ruyu and the emperors poked a small hole in the space with their fingers.

"Yan'er, although we can't escape, we can take this opportunity to tell the family master all the news about Zixiao Holy Land."

Xiao Ping also opened a space wormhole beside him.

For the Emperor, it couldn't be easier to pass on the message.

A letter of spiritual energy is transmitted along the pierced space crack and can reach its destination in less than an hour.

Xiao Yan was still a little worried and asked: "Uncle Ping, after the family gets the news, will they choose to hide from the world to avoid disaster like the Yin people?"

Xiao Ping shook his head and immediately rejected Xiao Yan's idea.

"Yan'er, at the beginning, the major families were willing to hand over the seven-color treasure gourd because they wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight and reap the benefits." Xiao Ping said, "But that happened for a while."

"Now that Ancestor Zixiao has gathered seven treasure gourds and obtained ancient bloodline, the major families will definitely not let this golden opportunity go unchecked!"

At this point, Xiao Ping suddenly stopped.

Then, he secretly sent a message to Xiao Yan: "The seven aristocratic families have been coveting the seven-color treasure gourd in each other's hands for many years, and they have been secretly competing with no results."

"Now that Zixiao Holy Land has gathered all the seven-color treasure gourds and ancient bloodlines, the winner can catch them all. Who would choose to give up easily?"

"Although Patriarch Zixiao is strong, he is only one person."

"With the seven great families coming out, Zixiao Holy Land will soon be reduced to a sea of ​​fire..."

…

In Zixiao Holy Land, on the top of Taiyi Peak, stands a simple golden bell.

Zi Zhantian fell from the clouds and came to the giant bell.

Then, he picked up Zhongzhui and bumped into her hard.

Boom——

The deafening bell sound was like a stormy sea, instantly spreading throughout the entire Zixiao Holy Land.

After hearing the sound of the bells, the peak masters and elders located in the various holy peaks quickly rushed to Xuan Yifeng.

"What happened in the Holy Land that actually caused the Holy Lord to ring the 'Thundering Bell'!"

The peak masters and elders of the Holy Land were extremely uneasy, because when the thundering holy bell was rung, it meant that something major had happened in the Zixiao Holy Land.

Soon, more than 700 elders holding various positions in Zixiao Holy Land all arrived above Taiyi Peak.

They arranged in an orderly manner into a huge square formation, waiting for Zi Zhantian to give orders.

At this moment, Zi Zhantian faced these more than 700 elders and shouted:

"Those who are above the saint level, come out!"

A total of forty-eight saints came out of the phalanx.

In fact, there are still many saint realms in Zixiao Holy Land, but those are from the three original Holy Lands of Sunset, Huangquan, and Jiuyou, and some are from the original Zixiao Holy Land.

Because Lin Xuanqing only named the peak masters and elders, these forty-eight saints were all.

Zi Zhantian carefully counted the number of people and confirmed that no one was missing.

At this time, Zhao Da, the master of Lingshen Peak, one of the inner sects, stepped forward and asked: "Holy Lord, you suddenly rang the holy bell. Has there been any change in the holy land?"

Zi Zhantian shook his head, and everyone looked at each other.

Then, he said: "Peak Master Zhao, as well as all the peak masters and elders who have come out, follow me to Taixu Palace immediately."

"As for the other elders, you can go back for now."

Taixu Palace?

Hearing these three words, everyone immediately thought of Lin Xuanqing, the ancestor of Zixiao.

These powerful men from all over the Heaven Realm originally joined because of the name of Ancestor Zixiao.

"Ancestor wants to summon us?"

"That's right."

Zi Zhantian nodded in reply.

Then without saying anything else, he turned into a stream of green smoke and left Taiyi Peak first.

Forty-eight Saints followed closely behind, not daring to slack off at all.

As for the remaining elders of the Martial Lord Realm, they are all speculating about what happened in the Holy Land.

After all, the Holy Lord just answered personally that it was the ancestor who wanted to summon all the saints in the entire Holy Land.

"The Holy Lord rang the holy bell, and the ancestor personally summoned all the seniors in the saint realm. This matter is not simple..."

"Do you think the other holy places are preparing to go to war with us?"

"After all, the ancestors destroyed the three holy places last time. It is very likely that they can no longer sit still!"

The elders were discussing one after another, and they did not disperse for a long time over Taiyi Peak.

"Elder Liu, the situation has become too small." An inner sect elder wearing a red robe said, "With the ancestor's cultivation, the other major holy places may not even dare to let go!"

"In my opinion, my ancestor probably wants to take the initiative to attack the seven aristocratic families!"

"Elder Chen is right and reasonable."

"In this case, we should have made preparations in advance..."

…

On the other side, Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang had already arrived at Taixu Palace first.

And Lin Xuanqing's stewed gourd bone soup is almost ready.

In front of him, the pressure cooker on the stove was steaming sizzlingly, and the aroma of ribs and gourds filled the entire Taixu Palace.

As soon as Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang came in, they were shocked by the fragrant aroma.

"Senior Lin is cooking something, the aroma is so refreshing!"

As a great emperor, Ancestor Lieyang has long given up on the desire for food and has not eaten for tens of thousands of years.

But when he smelled the aroma coming out of the pressure cooker's gas nozzle, he couldn't control himself and started to sweat!

Su Qingxue was the same, her face flushed after smelling the fragrance~

She took a deep breath and tasted it carefully. She found that the aroma not only smelled good, but also contained a kind of power!

"Master, I'm back."

"Yes." Lin Xuanqing finished adding the last three pieces of firewood and clapped his hands, "Are they all here?"

"The Holy Master has already gone to summon us and should arrive soon."

Lin Xuanqing nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang who looked intoxicated.

He secretly thought: Didn't you two take care of Xiao Ping's people? Why did you come to Taixu Palace?

Isn't it because of the smell?

Lin Xuanqing thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he didn't make it clear when he asked Wang Lin to call someone.

The mission of the system is to reach the peak masters and elders of the Saint Realm, and he finally said that they are above the Saint Realm.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s here now, forget it.

Lin Xuanqing was too lazy to chase them back.

After all, if Xiao Ping's group wanted to escape, they should have escaped by now.

Lin Xuanqing thought of this, and suddenly, Zi Zhantian and the other forty-eight Saints rushed into Taixu Palace like a gust of wind with lightning speed.

"Ancestor, all the saint realm peak masters and elders in the Holy Land are here!"

Lin Xuanqing looked at this scene and always felt that it felt like having dinner in a cafeteria.