Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Ji Qianqian had a brief exchange with Emperor Shuguang, and the matter was dropped.

After all, no one suffered much, the only one who suffered was King Shi Sheng.

After Ji Qianqian removed the vortex magic around her, she looked at Ye Xiang and asked, "Hey, do you really not know about the Immortal Realm?"

Hou Tu Niangniang, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha and Fei Peng came to Ye Xiang at this time and saluted the Emperor of Shuguang.

Emperor Shuguang returned the gifts earnestly one by one, and said with emotion: "Your universe is really full of talents, which is beyond my expectations."

In his eyes, these people all have the potential to be Holy Kings, and Ye Xiang's background is even more unfathomable. In other words, as long as Ye Xiang is given enough time, he can even grow to create a heavenly force.

This is not to praise Ye Xiang, but it is the fact.

Hou Tu Niangniang and others also respect Emperor Shuguang very much, not only because of his realm.

At this time, Shi Sheng Wang also noticed that Emperor Shuguang had come in person, and hurried forward to greet him, even complaining a little aggrievedly: "Ye Xian Wang came to destroy my temple for no reason, I hope the emperor can make a decision for me."

Hearing this, Shuguang Dadi turned to look at him and couldn't help but smile, "You, you are already old, but you still have so many thoughts. If you put away these thoughts and practice well in these years, your realm will be able to reach a higher level, and you won't suffer these losses.

I already know what happened before. Did you bring the person I asked you to bring?"

After hearing these words, everyone knew that Emperor Shuguang was completely on Ye Xiang's side, but he did not dare to show any disrespect on the surface or in his heart.

After all, the person in front of him is the emperor, and any thoughts would seem ridiculous in front of him.

"Yes."

King Shi Sheng said no more and left quickly to release the people.

He asked his men to release the person, but he did not want to stay here. He had remembered this grudge and would take revenge if he had the chance in the future.

Ye Xiang looked at Shi Shengwang's departing figure with a cold expression. He had already calculated that the two would have a life-and-death battle in the future.

The setting sun was like blood, sprinkling on the devastated land.

Under the coercion of Ye Xiang, King Shi Sheng finally untied the shackles that imprisoned the Lingyin clan.

Chief Mo stumbled out from the darkness of the temple, leading all his tribesmen. The once lively tribesmen now only had a few thousand people left.

Seeing this scene, many people were a little surprised. They never expected that a group of people from a mythical race were really imprisoned deep in the temple.

The groans of the wounded and the silence of the dead made the world seem shrouded in sorrow.

The Lingyin tribe members supported each other, with blood and tears intertwined on their faces. The former vitality was gone, and the number of people had dwindled to less than one-tenth of the past prosperity.

Mo Ruxin saw this scene from afar and was so excited that she was speechless and her face was full of tears.

"Clan leader..."

Sometimes it is like this, even if she tries her best as a small person,

After more than a thousand years of efforts, there was no progress, and Ye Xiang just brought people here to make a big fuss, so King Shi Sheng had no choice but to release them.

Chief Mo's weathered eyes flashed with a hint of relief when he saw that his people were safe.

He turned around slowly and walked to Ye Xiang alone. His figure looked so thin yet determined in the wind.

The traces left by the years on his body have now turned into tranquility.

His strength was fading, and his life was like a candle in the wind. But his back was still straight, and he showed no fear or retreat in front of Ye Xiang.

"Master Ye, this is a great favor that the Lingyin clan has no way to repay."

However, Ye Xiang looked at Chief Mo at this moment, his brows were furrowed, his vitality was dissipated, his divine power was exhausted, and even his original divine nature was shattered.

Especially the last one, the shattering of the godhead means that the soul will be torn apart and the realm will disappear.

There is no doubt that this was definitely done by King Shi Sheng. At this moment, Chief Mo used all his strength to walk step by step in front of Ye Xiang, just to say this sentence.

"Patriarch Mo, this is also my fault, it can't be considered a favor."

"No, it's not." Chief Mo shook his head and wanted to say something else.

As a breeze blew gently, Chief Mo's body gradually turned into tiny dots of light and floated in the air.

The people of the Lingyin tribe were stunned at first, and then burst into earth-shaking cries of pain.

The cry seemed to tear the sky apart, and the grief echoed over the temple.

Their patriarch, the one who had always protected them, left forever.

The children sobbed, the women whimpered, and the men wailed, interweaving into an endless elegy.

Amidst these cries, the future of the Lingyin tribe is unclear.

But the tribesmen that Chief Mo protected with his life will follow his will and choose the best path for them, which is to follow the young man in front of them.

Emperor Dawn watched this scene quietly without saying anything.

No matter where you are, the strong will always prey on the weak; this is the natural law of survival for all things.

You can be gentle to others, and you can also customize the rules, but the prerequisite is that you have to be strong.

The moment Ye Xiang saw Chief Mo completely disappear before his eyes, his eyes turned cold.

There was no room for reconciliation between the two.

He will definitely kill the Holy King!

I didn't finish writing it, and sent it out by mistake.