Lord God Xiaoyao

Asura world!

Dark green colors flood the world, and the world is rendered dark green.

The gods of the heavenly court were depressed, they were imprisoned and confined together, and the soul and mana were sealed. At this moment, they were only better than the mortals.

The gods were frowning, they were not tied up, sitting on the ground one by one, and at the moment when they were most depressed, they sighed one by one.

There was a loud bang.

The tightly closed door broke open. Nezha's armor was stained with blood. The blood dripped from the fire-tip spear in his hand. He looked around and saw the Jade Emperor. He strode forward and bowed to the ground. Preaching:

"The minister is late for help! Your majesty is shocked!"

"Aiqing, please get up soon!" The Jade Emperor looked at Nezha with a look of joy, and he personally helped him up.

"What happened to the outside world?" The Jade Emperor asked for the most important information.

"Wu Tian is dead, the demons have been eradicated, and the Three Realms have restored peace," Fang Wen stood behind Nezha and spoke in a deep voice.

"Okay, it's really a good thing," the Jade Emperor praised. He looked at the speaker and praised and preached: "This Daoist, immortal, gentleman, I don’t know where to cultivate? He is willing to come to the heaven to serve, I am not stingy with rewards."

"Your Majesty, the minister has now assumed the position of the four great heavenly masters!"

"Four celestial masters," the jade emperor's expression of joy remained unchanged, but he had already looked at the four imprisoned celestial masters, and finally said softly.

"Presumptuous, the four great celestial masters are alive, how can they be held by others," the four great celestial masters have a wide range of friendship, they are the confidants of the Jade Emperor, and naturally there is no shortage of helpers.

"The minister followed the Emperor Ziwei to kill Wutian, calm the demons, and seal with merit, why not!" Fang Wen's face was expressionless, his tone was extremely flat, as if to tell a trivial thing.

"Lagerstroemia!" The imprisoned fairy **** looked at a middle-aged man wearing an imperial robe, and he could not help but keep silent. They didn't know what was happening outside now. I dare not say much.

"You are treason, it is no different from that demon!" Ziwei could not help but scolded, he had been forced to the corner, and there was no way out.

"Your Majesty, please make an order to punish this collusive demon head,"

"If he wasn't dissatisfied with Your Majesty, and wanted to go further and harm the gods with Wutian, how could the Heavenly Court fall so easily? If this demon does not kill, it is not enough to calm the world,"

"This," the Jade Emperor hesitated. It was easy to kill Ziwei, but this would be a force to him, and his face would be completely lost by then, which was extremely unfavorable.

"Your Majesty, Emperor Ziwei kills no heavens, calms monsters, has great military exploits, the Three Realms can be peaceful, and you can safely return to the High Heaven Palace. This is all the work of Emperor Ziwei alone," Fang Wen said with emphasis.

The Jade Emperor’s face changed, he looked at Fang Wen with piercing eyes, and the other party stared at him with no fear. He sank in his heart and preached in a deep voice: "The Three Realms are the only way after the crape myrtle is connected to the demons. The sin is unforgivable, so he is taken to Zhan Sendai!"

A sharp long sword pierced Ziwei's chest. This sword was so sudden that no one would have thought that anyone would dare to do it suddenly.

A general in heavy armor, he drew out the long sword in his hand, the soul and the mana imprisoned crape myrtle, there is no room for resistance at all, killing him is no different from killing a mortal.

"Your Majesty, it's been too long to be escorted to Zhanxiantai, the emperor doesn't want to wait too long," he said, looking around the many gods, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The fairy **** who was looking at him couldn't help lowering his head, and didn't dare to look at him again, because they knew this one really dared to do it.

You don't see that Ziwei is dead at this moment. If you want to know what this person is, kill if you say kill. They are much lower than Ziwei, and they don't have to worry about killing.

"I also ask the king to take your majesty back first, and I will deal with some criminal officials who take refuge in the monsters here,"

"Okay!" Nezha was expressionless, looking at the surprise of everyone calling him the King of Heaven. He ignored everyone and left with the Jade Emperor. With the Jade Emperor leaving, this place has become a place where new nobles persecute old nobles.

All this has nothing to do with Yang Qifeng, the only result he wants is the death of Ziwei.

At the moment of Ziwei's death, Yang Qifeng already felt that no matter how powerful he was, killing Wutian and calming monsters, the destiny of Ziwei would be favored.

He can't deny one thing, that is, his crape myrtle is incomplete.

By now, the power of the crape myrtle he was holding had already gained more than half, and the power of that crape myrtle was not much, but as long as the other party did not die, the final power would still not fall into the hands of Yang Qifeng.

This is the same principle as the brilliance of the gods cannot be stolen. Even the tiny ants, as long as they steal a gleam of brilliance, they must be killed, because his existence splits your authority and causes incomplete authority.

Ziwei died, and the diaphragm between Yang Qifeng and Ziwei Emperor completely disappeared without a trace.

Yang Qifeng looked at the seeds of his own blessed land, and the seeds of blessed land also have levels. The immortals are also divided into front, middle and back. He self-condensed the seeds of blessed land, using the convenience of Tianhe, and bred with the authority of crape myrtle.

The seeds of blessed land have reached its limit, and the next step is to break open blessed land to evolve blessed land.

This step is difficult. Immortal peak to true immortal is a completely different concept. To what extent is this step difficult, even from the cultivation of immortal to the immortal peak, it is not as difficult as this step.

So Yang Qifeng is about to use his own heritage. He used some of the merits he acquired when he captured the gourd baby world, but there is still a surplus.

Merit is a good thing. There are many ways to refine alchemy, refining tools, and improve cultivation. It can be regarded as a golden oil. More specifically, it is the defective product of the power of the world. The qi filled Yang Qifeng's whole body, constantly absorbing the black and yellow power and virtue, how he evolved the blessed land, even though he knew in his heart, he could not start for a while.

With the help of this merit, he knew where to start. A seed of blessed land was radiating light, and with Yang Qifeng's movements, cracks gradually began to appear.

The cracks keep increasing, but they are not broken.

Yang Qifeng has a clear understanding in his heart. This is because of the lack of merit. He is also prepared to use the merit given by a small thousand world once. How can he hit the true immortal successfully?

This is just the beginning. What Yang Qifeng really relies on is the destiny of Ziwei, his merit to save the Three Realms.

He possesses the merits of salvation, how can there be no reward in the way of heaven.

This was originally from Buddhism, but now it was cut off by him. As he used his salvation merits, the seeds of blessed land were immediately shattered.

Evolution was successful, and he broke through to the real fairy.