I’m Already An Emperor, And The System Asks Me To Lick The Heroine?

"Host, it's over. The space node has been destroyed. It will take at least fifteen days for me to repair it." 2233 didn't dare to look at Jun Jiuxiao.

"Okay, you do it as soon as possible." Jun Jiuxiao knew that there was no way to be anxious now, and he could only wait for 2233 to repair it first.

The outer space is different from the inner space. The time in the outer space is distorted. Jun Jiuxiao has been here for a thousand years, and maybe thousands of years have passed outside.

Fifteen days here may be just a moment outside.

And when he was palpitating, things had already happened. Jun Jiuxiao could only wait patiently.

2233 said fifteen days, fifteen days, "Host, it's okay, you can go, you suppress your cultivation first, and I will help you suppress it. As long as you don't take action, no one can find your cultivation."

"Okay." Jun Jiuxiao nodded in agreement.

One person and one system returned to the Endless Continent after a thousand years.

During the fifteen days that Jun Jiuxiao and 2233 spent, the flow of time in the outside world accelerated, and ten years had passed.

Jun Jiuxiao was very lucky. He appeared at the edge of the East Region. He hurried to Xuantian Holy Land.

When he arrived at Xuantian Holy Land, he was stunned. Xuantian Holy Land no longer had the fairy air of the past. The towering mountain gate was gone, leaving only broken walls and ruins.

The mountain that soared into the sky disappeared, leaving only scars all over the ground.

Starting from Zaiyi Peak, Jun Jiuxiao walked through every place in Xuantian Holy Land and finally came to Xuantian Peak.

His master's cave was still there, with only a word "kill" on the table.

"Who is it!" Jun Jiuxiao's face was covered with blood and tears, and part of his hair turned white.

He stood on Xuantian Peak for a long time, spring and autumn, and I don't know how many years have passed.

Finally, Jun Jiuxiao moved. He dug countless pits and a big pit on Xuantian Peak. Those whose names he could remember were all called Mukeng, and those whose names he couldn't remember were all buried in the big pit.

He built a tomb for everyone, and each person's tombstone was carved by him, and some of them even had blood and tears on them.

He searched all over the five domains and finally found Zong Yue, who had become a beggar in a mortal world.

Jun Jiuxiao only asked one question, "Who did it?"

"Yao Chi Yao Guang, Yao Guang Holy Land, Qian Huan Zong, Dan League, Ying Family."

"Okay." Jun Jiuxiao said no more and turned away.

After telling Jun Jiuxiao who destroyed the Holy Land, Zong Yue bit his tongue and committed suicide.

He was lingering on just to wait for a hope. His master and the elders of Xuantian Holy Land sent him out with their lives just to wait for Jun Jiuxiao to come back.

He was unwilling to leave and wanted to live and die with the Holy Land. It was his master who told him, "Jun Jiuxiao is still alive. He is stronger than us. Wait for him to come back and tell him who the enemy is."

This is the hope for him to survive for ten years. Now Jun Jiuxiao has come. His mission is completed, and he is unwilling to continue living like this.

In front of the gate of Qianhuan Sect, Jun Jiuxiao held the sword in one hand and stepped forward.

2233 did not persuade Jun Jiuxiao again. It accompanied Jun Jiuxiao quietly.

Jun Jiuxiao had taken the initiative to terminate the contract with 2233. He looked up at the sky, "2233, when that person comes, you can say that I coerced you."

2233 did not speak.

Jun Jiuxiao did not hesitate, soared into the air and appeared above Qianhuan Sect.

"Who dares to trespass into Qianhuan Sect."

After Xuantian Holy Land was destroyed, Qianhuan Sect was the new overlord of the East Region, and the puppet of Yaochi Holy Land and Yaoguang Holy Land in the East Region.

Jun Jiuxiao didn't say much, he just picked up the sword and started killing, not giving them a chance to speak again.

"Who is so arrogant in Qianhuan Sect..." Before he finished speaking, his body was torn apart.

"Who is he, why did he want to kill us?"

"Where are the ancestors? Help me, ancestors."

It was useless for the ancestors to come out, all of them were killed by Jun Jiuxiao's sword.

Jun Jiuxiao is now a demon in the eyes of Qianhuan Sect. They want to escape, but they can't.

Someone recognized Jun Jiuxiao and exclaimed, "He is Jun Jiuxiao, the dead Xuantian Saint, Jun Jiuxiao."

"Xuantian Saint, Jun Jiuxiao! He is not dead?"

"He is so strong!"

"Go to Yaochi Holy Land and Yaoguang Holy Land for help."

They have no chance, Jun Jiuxiao has already blocked this piece of heaven and earth, they can only be ruthlessly slaughtered.

Jun Jiuxiao entered Qianhuan Sect in the morning, and when he came out in the evening, his whole body was dripping with blood.

"It's time for the Dan League." Jun Jiuxiao murmured, and rushed to the Southern Region Dan League.

The Qianhuan Sect is now silent, with no one alive, not even the livestock.

Bodies lying in all directions were piled up at the gate of the Qianhuan Sect, forming a mountain of corpses.

The Dan League is now peaceful and lively, and they are holding the Dan Dao Competition that is held once every 100 years.

Jun Jiuxiao stood in the air and appeared above Dan City, with blood still dripping from the tip of his sword.

Someone recognized him,"Jun Jiuxiao, that's Jun Jiuxiao! The dead Xuantian Saint."

"What is he doing in Dancheng?"

"Xuantian Holy Land was destroyed, and he must have reappeared for revenge!"

"Could it be that the destruction of Xuantian Holy Land was also caused by Danmeng!?"

The person in charge of Danmeng is Meng Qinghuan now. She appears opposite Jun Jiuxiao, "Xuantian..."

As soon as the two words came out, Jun Jiuxiao cut off her neck with a sword.

Jun Jiuxiao swept across the scene, "If you are not from Danmeng, get out of Dancheng within three breaths and you can live." His voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

"Jun Jiuxiao, you dare to kill my Danmeng leader."

"One breath."

"Jun Jiuxiao, Danmeng is not a place where you can come and go as you please."

"Two breaths."

"Jun Jiuxiao, do you really think you can do anything to us?"

"Jun Jiuxiao, you'd better retreat, otherwise..." Another head fell.

Jun Jiuxiao raised his sword and started to kill. He had already given others a chance, but they didn't cherish it.

Kill innocent people? Oh, there are no innocent people among cultivators. If you want to cultivate immortality, you must be prepared to be killed.

Kill! There are immortal kings and saint kings in Dancheng, but none of them can match Jun Jiuxiao.

The cultivators in Dancheng began to panic. They wanted to escape, but found that Dancheng was shrouded in terrifying black fog and they couldn't get out at all.

"Son Xuantian, we are not from the Dan League, please let us out!"

"Yes, yes, we are not from the Dan League, we just came to visit this Dan Dao competition."

"We have no grudges with Xuantian Holy Land."

Jun Jiuxiao didn't care about these at all. He didn't have time to care. He had to get rid of all his enemies as soon as possible before that person found him.

There was a wailing in Dancheng, but he turned a deaf ear to it and was only responsible for killing.

The people outside Dancheng were thankful that they ran out when Jun Jiuxiao was counting, otherwise... they would have died.

The clothes were soaked with blood when the Qianhuan Sect was destroyed. This was the blood of the enemy, and Jun Jiuxiao did not wipe it off.

Finally, Jun Jiuxiao came out, and the thick fog dispersed. What appeared in front of everyone was a mountain of corpses.

No one dared to look directly at Jun Jiuxiao, and Jun Jiuxiao had no time to care about these people. He still had to rush to the Ying family to kill people.