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

"System, you finally came up with something reliable~"

Lin Xuanqing looked at the red-gleaming mission props on the panel and was moved.

Finally, it’s not shampoo, pressure cooker, kitchen knife or anything like that.

[Emperor-level soul-catching bottle: Quasi-Hongmeng Taoist treasure, made of extraterrestrial mysterious crystals, which can bind souls of any level below the Tao-seeking realm. 】

[Emperor-Level Soul Refining Furnace: Quasi-Hongmeng Taoist Treasure, refined by a Tao Master-level refining master from the Taixu Ancient Realm. It can refine up to nine Emperor-level souls at the same time. 】

Lin Xuanqing looked at the introduction of these two things and noticed the keyword "Taixu Ancient World".

This place was also mentioned before by the soul killed by Lin Xuanqing in the Tianni Pearl.

These two things come from outside the Beihai Tianyu, and they must be very powerful to use.

"It seems like the opponents this time should all be at the emperor level, right?"

[Ding: Yes, all enemies in this mission are from the Imperial realm, and the host can go there with confidence! 】

"ojbk~"

After that, Lin Xuanqing gave Wang Lin a brief explanation, and then rode the Black Heart Tiger to the Zixiao Palace.

…

At this moment, in the ruins of Zixiao Palace, Zi Zhantian and the others were suppressed to death by Xiao Zhan who possessed the ancestral soul.

"Gan!"

"Can't stand up..."

Facing the enemy at the ninth level of the emperor, Zi Zhan Angel was so excited that the corners of his eyes began to bleed, but he still couldn't stand up.

The same goes for Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang. The pressure they felt was even more terrifying than what they had experienced in the God-Asking Tower.

Xiao Zhan looked at the three of them indifferently and asked, "Where are the seven-color treasure gourd now?"

Zi Zhantian did not answer, nor did Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang.

"very good."

Xiao Zhan stretched out his right palm and grabbed Zi Zhantian's head.

"In that case, I will come and see it myself!"

After Zi Zhantian heard this, he was shocked and knew that he was going to use a secret method to search for souls.

Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang on the side couldn't stand up, so they could only look at Zi Zhantian helplessly.

At this moment, above the sky and among the clouds, a handsome man in white clothes appeared riding on a giant winged tiger.

Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang's eyes lit up and they shouted excitedly: "Senior Lin!"

More than thirty emperors from the seven major families looked at Lin Xuanqing who fell from the clouds at the same time, and their expressions became nervous.

"Ancestor Zixiao appears!"

Xiao Ping clenched his fists and retreated to Xiao Zhan.

He had seen Lin Xuanqing's power with his own eyes, so he was the most cautious.

Although the other monks from the seven major families have not witnessed it with their own eyes, they have heard about many shocking incidents involving Lin Xuanqing in recent times.

Among them, killing the casual cultivator Emperor Ye Fan with one finger shocked them the most.

Through various intelligence analyses, they finally speculated that the cultivation level of the ancestor Zixiao was at least on the same level as the old leaders of the three major divine religions.

In addition, Lin Xuanqing appeared on the scene riding a third-level emperor-level blue-eyed black tiger, which made them even more afraid.

"No wonder, if you refuse this mission, Zixiao Holy Land will cease to exist..."

Lin Xuanqing slowly fell down as he looked at the Zixiao Palace filled with gravel and sawdust.

"Tsk tsk, there are more than thirty of them, all of them are in the imperial realm."

"In just a few hours, the Zixiao Palace has been destroyed~"

Everyone from the seven aristocratic families looked at Lin Xuanqing carefully and found that Lin Xuanqing only showed the cultivation level of Wuzong Realm.

"I can't see through it. I really can't see through it."

"Sure enough, just like the rumors, Ancestor Zixiao has hidden his cultivation." Yin Kuang, the head of the Yin family, said to himself, "It seems that he must be possessed by the ancestral soul in this battle."

"Tianchen fell into the hands of Ancestor Zixiao back then, and our clan had no choice but to choose to escape from the world."

"Now that I have the protection of my ancestral soul, Ancestor Zixiao, my clan will definitely avenge this!"

Yin Zhang was furious secretly, holding the green jade pendant in his hand tightly, ready to summon the ancestral soul at any time.

"Are you the ancestor Zixiao?"

Xiao Zhan, who was possessed by the ancestral soul, put down Zi Zhantian and turned to look at Lin Xuanqing.

Lin Xuanqing knew something was wrong with this person as soon as he saw it.

This is what Wang Lin looked like when he was taken away by the soul in the Tianni Pearl.

Adhering to the motto "Pretending is like the wind, always with me", Lin Xuanqing gracefully got off the back of the black-hearted tiger, with a tight face, making his signature gesture of standing with his hands behind his back.

Then asked: "Who are you?"

Xiao Zhan smiled and replied: "I am the ancestor of the Xiao clan, Xiao Xuan, whose emperor's name is Qingyan!"

"never heard of that."

Lin Xuanqing said disdainfully.

Xiao Zhan was not angry, he just thought Lin Xuanqing was ridiculous.

In ancient times, the Beihai Heavenly Domain was full of spiritual energy and had many great emperors.

When Emperor Qingyan was roaming the heavens, he had killed many powerful emperors of the seventh level and above.

Even if they were in the same ninth-level emperor realm as him, he could count the number of people he had killed in total.

"Hand over the seven-color treasure gourd, or die!"

Xiao Xuan directly gave Lin Xuanqing an ultimatum.

At this moment, all the emperors from the seven great families were all staring at Lin Xuanqing. As soon as Lin Xuanqing took out the seven-color treasure gourd, they would immediately rush to grab it.

"The seven-color treasure gourd, you definitely can't take it away."

Lin Xuanqing said calmly.

"But if you come earlier, maybe you can take it away."

After hearing Lin Xuanqing's words, all the emperors looked at each other, not knowing what they meant.

"Take it away?"

Lin Xuanqing smiled coldly: "Don't you understand?"

"I just cut up your clan's imperial treasure and made it into soup."

"What did you say?"

Gu Yuan reacted fiercely and immediately retorted: "The seven-color treasure gourd is grown from the seeds of the Hongmeng Taoist treasure. How could it be damaged by you?"

"Ancestor Zixiao, do you think we are three-year-old children?"

Lin Xuanqing shook his head and looked at Gu Yuan sadly: "What, you don't believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that it's impossible!"

Gu Yuan vowed firmly, thinking that this was absolutely impossible to happen.

However, Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang immediately took out two pieces of uneaten gourd meat from the Qiankun Bag and threw them in front of Gu Yuan.

When Lin Xuanqing saw it, he gave Su Qingxue two points in his heart.

At this moment, Gu Yuan held two pieces of stewed gourd meat and said in disbelief: "This, these are the remains of the Qingbao gourd, and the purple treasure gourd..."

"The seven-color treasure gourd was really stewed?"

"Ancestor Zixiao, you deserve to die!"

In an instant, veins burst out on Gu Yuan's forehead, threatening to tear Lin Xuanqing into pieces!

Without the seven-color treasure gourd, even if the ancestors of the seven great families truly revived, they would not be able to break through the shackles of heaven.

They had been planning their plan for countless years, and then it was destroyed by Lin Xuanqing like it was child's play. No matter who it was, they couldn't accept it.

So, at the same time, the other six aristocratic families all summoned their ancestral souls.

The souls of Liu Dao and Xiao Xuan with the same aura possessed the six family heads, and the entire sky became dim.

This scene is like hell descending and is despairing.

The black-hearted tiger hid silently behind Lin Xuanqing, his legs trembling.

"Master, there are seven ninth-level emperor souls in total, you..."

Lin Xuanqing patted Hei Xin's head gently and said calmly:

"Don't panic."