Martial Dao Great Emperor

The Returning Immortal Lord entered the black vortex, and from his conversations with the beings in the vortex, everyone also learned that the other end of the vortex was connected to the Demonic Abyss!

Emperor Digu City has returned to calm, and there is no longer any continued attack from the terrifying beings in the Demonic Abyss. The Yandi family, which maintains the Pure World Immortal Fire Formation, also heaves a long sigh of relief.

However, everyone still looked solemn, looking at the black vortex in the sky.

Because no one knows what the final result of this battle will be. If even the Guiyuan Immortal Lord is defeated, the Imperial City may really be doomed.

All the Holy Lands regretted it endlessly. If they could have predicted such consequences in advance, they would never forcefully open the Demonic Abyss.

If we hadn't done that at the beginning, there wouldn't be this disaster today.

"What are you going to do?"

Just when everyone was paying attention to the black vortex in the sky, a lot of people gathered at the shabby little teahouse.

Wutian Shihuan asked coldly, because someone entered this small teahouse and wanted to take advantage of the Guiyuan tea that was being brewed on the fire.

"Guiyuan Tea is of no use to people who are not imperial treasures." Shao Lingtian also stood up to stop those people.

"That's not necessarily the case. Since Guiyuan Tea has infinite uses for imperial talents, it may be able to make people who don't have imperial talents have imperial talents in one fell swoop!" Some people objected.

"How dare you touch the belongings of Guiyuan Immortal Lord?" Wutian Shihuan sneered.

"Of course we don't dare to touch the Immortal Lord's belongings, we just keep them for safekeeping." An old man from the Holy Spirit Clan came forward with an expressionless face.

"You are so thick-skinned. There are so many holy places in the Imperial City. Why should you, the Holy Spirit Clan, take care of them?" Wutian Shihuan didn't think it was a big deal at all.

Sure enough, as soon as he said these words, the faces of the people from the Holy Spirit Clan changed, and the people from other holy places also had unkind expressions.

After all, this is Guiyuan Tea. When I walked in, I saw that there were only two tea leaves left in the teapot, which meant that only two people would have the opportunity to enjoy this legendary fairy tea in the future.

Guiyuan tea has endless magical effects. Immortal emperors of all dynasties have left some records, among which it is mentioned that Guiyuan tea can make people understand reincarnation.

Any monk who is exposed to the mysteries of the supreme rules knows that among the three supreme rules, the rule of reincarnation is the most difficult to understand.

Of course, this does not mean that the rules of chaos and creation are easy to understand. In fact, the three major rules are difficult to understand, but relatively speaking, reincarnation is more difficult.

A kind of supreme rule, at most it can become an unparalleled immortal.

Only when fellow practitioners of the three supreme rules reach advanced realms can they have the possibility of becoming an Immortal Emperor.

Because of this, the preciousness of Guiyuan tea is even more exciting.

In the past, when Old Man Guiyuan was here, no one dared to think anything about it. Now that Old Man Guiyuan has entered the Demonic Abyss, and he doesn't even know if he can come back alive, some people can't stand it any longer.

"If Old Man Guiyuan comes back, I will definitely slap you to death!" Wutian Shihuan sneered.

"Young man, be careful what you say, be careful of the trouble that comes from your mouth!" The old man from the Holy Spirit tribe had an ugly expression on his face, and his stern eyes glanced towards Wutian Shijian.

"Fuck your mother!"

Wu Tian Shi Jian immediately yelled, "When the Five Emperors family fought to the death against evil monsters and possessed immortals to protect the ancient city of the Emperor, where were you, the Holy Spirit Clan?"

"Guiyuan Immortal Lord entered the Demon Abyss and protected everyone, thus bringing peace to the disaster. But you, the Holy Spirit Tribe, are trying to seize Guiyuan Tea at this time. How shameless are you?"

Wutian Shijian really went crazy this time. Even if his cultivation level did not break through to a higher level due to seclusion, he was still just the Immortal King.

But what the Holy Spirit Tribe did was really too much, so Wutian Shihuan immediately broke out.

And it wasn't just Wutian Shihuan who was like this, the other people who gathered also looked at the people from the Holy Spirit Clan with hostile eyes.

Just as Wu Tianshi Jian said, from the beginning when evil monsters ravaged the ancient city, the people of the Holy Spirit tribe had been hiding in all directions and rarely stepped forward to fight.

Later, when the Five Emperors Family led the way, and all the Holy Lands worked together to fight against the demonic immortals, the Holy Spirit Clan followed at the back, completely unable to do their job.

Countless immortal masters from the Five Emperors Family died, but the Holy Spirit Clan suffered very little loss, only one or two immortal masters died.

"You are such an arrogant junior, I will take care of your mouth today on behalf of your elders!"

The old immortal master of the Holy Spirit Clan was furious, and he immediately took action. The immortal energy condensed into a palm, and he swiped it towards Wutian Shihuan's face.

At the same time, the aura of the Immortal Lord-level powerhouse turned into coercion and shrouded it. Generally speaking, once a low-level monk was suppressed by the Immortal Power, he would not be able to evade or resist, and would definitely be slapped.

Wutian Shihuan was once an immortal, but now he is just an immortal king. Facing the pressure of an immortal master, it is indeed difficult to resist.

However, Wutian Shijian was not worried, because he knew that there was Luo Xiu by his side, and Luo Xiu could not remain indifferent.

As for the Five-Color Immortal Furnace, Wutian Shihuan has no intention of using it in public. Even if it can conceal the emperor's power, it will still be a big trouble if some big shots notice it.

"Boom!"

Just as Wutian Shihuan expected, when the old immortal master's big hand came over, Luo Xiu stood in front of him.

A dull sound like a drum was heard, and the old immortal master's big hand where the immortal essence had been condensed was smashed to pieces by Luo Xiu's punch.

"If you don't know what to do, you have to do it yourself. Now that you have done something, why are you afraid of others saying it?"

Luo Xiu looked at the old man from the Holy Spirit Clan coldly, and at the same time glanced around, and found that among the people from the Holy Lands gathered here, the masters from the Holy Spirit Clan were the most numerous.

After a lot of torment by evil monsters and demonic immortals, the Five Emperors Family and the Holy Lands suffered heavy losses, but the Holy Spirit Clan has been unable to work hard. At this moment, after returning to peace, it has retained the most strength.

Taking the Immortal Lord-level powerhouses as an example, there are fifteen or six Holy Spirit Tribes at the moment, and there are seven or eight other Holy Lands. The others are either dead or seriously injured.

It can be said that if there is a conflict at this moment, the Holy Spirit Clan will have a great advantage.

It will take time for the Supreme Immortal Ancestors from the Holy Lands to arrive. At this critical point in time, the Holy Spirit Clan chose Guiyuan Tea as their target. It can be said that they are heartbroken!

"Why should I wait for juniors to evaluate my work from the Holy Spirit Clan?"

The old immortal master's eyes fell on Luo Xiu, and his tone was cold, "Besides, our Holy Spirit clan keeps the Guiyuan Tea in order to preserve the fire inherited by our entire immortal world, so that we may be able to create two immortal emperors in the future."

The other party did not take action directly, and obviously knew Luo Xiu's identity. After all, everyone in the Imperial City today knew the name Ziyu.

Not to mention the Yuanshi Clan standing behind him, their own strength in the battle on the battlefield is already comparable to that of the Immortal Lord.

"Guiyuan tea does not belong to anyone, it only belongs to the Guiyuan family."

Luo Xiu's voice was cold, and he glanced at all the Holy Spirit people in front of him, "Whoever wants to take advantage of Guiyuan Tea will have to step on my corpse!"