Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

The figure of the defector was completely buried in the ground, and the roar echoed in the ground, making a buzzing sound, but the content could not be distinguished.

"If Emperor Huang can come, can the Land of Hidden Star still be called the Land of Hidden Star?" Ruan Qingtian muttered to himself with a lonely look.

The enemy was suppressed by one blow, and the bloodthirsty and brutal demon from the dark world became quiet for a short time. Then, it attacked the demon of the same race who was blocking its escape with faster speed and stronger attack.

Ruan Qingtian did not pay much attention to the Cangsheng Sect disciples who were looking up at him with admiring eyes. He stretched out his right hand and clenched it. An emperor statue behind him made the same gesture, dug out the traitor who had sunk into the ground, and lifted him up into the air at the same level as his line of sight so that they could look at him.

"I gave you the three regions not because you are strong, but because I have more important things to do, do you know that?" The last question emphasized the tone.

The defector struggled desperately but failed to break free from the blockade of the Dharma image. His eyes were pressed into a line and he began to examine the other party carefully. The essence of the incense condensed into powerful imperial Dharma images. The outline of each statue was clearly visible. His eyes were filled with imperial pressure when he opened and closed. This was the result of years of immersion in imperial power. He was awe-inspiring without even getting angry.

Tuo Ge greedily sucked in the pure spiritual energy of the hidden star, and completely closed his eyes that were pressed into slits. Not long after, when he opened his eyes, he had a look of admiration for the strong: "I am willing to follow!"

Tan Jian laughed out loud: "Congratulations, Master, for gaining a powerful ally again. This is destiny!"

"Congratulations, Master, for gaining a powerful ally. This is destiny!"

Ruan Qingtian was calm and composed. He simply glanced at the demons that were crowded on the ground. The chaotic demons quieted down again, not daring to look directly at the man in the sky. Ruan Qingtian said, "Take care of them!"

He didn't mention any names, but he still pulled his shoulders back, bowed and clasped his hands together. His incongruous look made Tan Jian want to laugh.

The disciples of the Cangsheng Sect will lead the dark demon and make all the arrangements.

Ruan Qingtian glanced at the ruins of Haotian Sect with eyes filled with mixed anger and hatred, then walked away into the sky. Tan Jian glanced back and forth and followed him.

"Master, I have the audacity to ask you a question: With the help of these two super masters, Winged Armor Heavenly Demon and Dao Ge, the unification of the Central Heaven Realm is just around the corner. Your long-cherished wish is finally coming true. Shouldn't you be happy? Why do you still seem so worried?"

Ruan Qingtian stopped his steps and suspended himself in the air. He thought of Tan Jian's performance for no reason. At this moment, he smiled slightly when he heard the question raised by Tan Jian. This was the reason why Tan Jian was still alive. There were thousands of ministers who followed him, but after many years, only Tan Jian could stand firmly beside him. Wasn't he smart? No, Tan Jian was very smart, but he never played smart in front of him. At a certain level, every word could be misinterpreted into many meanings. But Tan Jian rarely hesitated when speaking. He said what he should say and asked what he should ask. He never changed his habits when he was young because he was already the leader of a sect or had a powerful backer.

“Talk as we walk!”

Ruan Qingtian threw out a pot of spirit wine and walked slowly forward. Tan Jian caught the wine and moved forward a distance, close to Ruan Qingtian, accompanying him slowly forward. All the way, he always lagged behind Ruan Qingtian by half a body distance, without breaking the rules.

"The entry of the Heavenly Demons is a natural move, but don't hold out for too much hope. It's a one-in-a-million chance that the Wing Armor can enter the Hidden Star. It's impossible for all Heavenly Demons to be able to choose this one-in-a-million chance at every node of the space-time barrier. The Dark Demons are average in strength, but they are endless and can provide a steady stream of new forces for the sect's conquests. However, the demons are hard to tame, so they must be treated with both sweetness and sticks, otherwise they will become a pile of loose sand.

As for defection, he is quite good at it. For so many years, he has managed to survive Mao Wanhao's defensive attacks. Even if he is a dark demon, he still has some brains. "

Tan Jian asked in confusion: "With all these helpers, why is the Sect Master worried?"

"I'm not at peace!"

A hint of doubt flashed across Tan Jian's eyes, but he didn't interrupt. He just raised his hand and took a sip of wine.

Ruan Qingtian didn't intend to look back.

Tan Jian asked for confirmation: "Is it the Haotian Sect?"

Hatred spread out from his rare quiet heart like ripples, and anger burned brightly in Ruan Qingtian's eyes.

Tan Jian was moved by what he saw and lowered his eyelids silently.

Ruan Qingtian took a few gulps of wine and said through gritted teeth: "Wu Hao!"

"Sect Master, logically speaking, Wu Hao should be dead. No matter how powerful he is, he is only in the early stage of transcending the tribulation. He relied on fancy tricks to survive several rounds in the hands of the Winged Armored Sky Demon, but was eventually beaten into the space barrier by the Sky Demon. How could he still be alive?"

Ruan Qingtian shook the bottle after sighing and replied in a deep voice, his voice a little tired: "He won't die so easily. He has only been in the foundation building stage for less than a hundred years, and he has already reached the tribulation period. In the lower realm, it is as easy to crush him as to crush an ant. Coming to the middle heaven, it is still easy to kill him. But such a lowly person from the lower realm can actually travel freely in the middle heaven until now. Is he blessed with great fortune? Every time when we are ready to kill him, there are always strange phenomena. After a while, he comes back, and his cultivation level has greatly increased."

Tan Jian's subconscious action of looking back still did not escape Ruan Qingtian's eyes. He took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Ruan Qingtian raised his hand to stop him.

Ruan Qingtian said: "I know what you are worried about. I just regret that it happened so suddenly that I couldn't kill all of his close friends. I only killed his mistress. Humph!"

……

"What, Tian Jing'er is dead? Is this true, old man? This is not a joke!"

A shining bald head with a Buddha's light that was compelling. His great power of Buddhism had been condensed to the point where it could not be condensed any further, but there was still an endless stream of merit and virtue coming from all directions, making this monk who looked more like a gangster than the Buddha shine with Buddha's light. The nine Dharma images sat back to back in his Buddhist land and chanted scriptures, intercepting the merit and virtue from space and incorporating them into the scriptures.

Suddenly, the scattered power of merit condensed into a big foot, kicked Huang Mancang in the head, then in the chest, and then kicked the "ancestral hall".

Buddhist disciple Huang Mancang laughed loudly and fell backwards. With every step he took, white lotuses paved the way, just enough to support his feet, which still loved to wear white monk shoes.

After three strikes, the big foot automatically disintegrated, but was still intercepted by the nine Dharma images of the Buddha and integrated into the scriptures.

The demon world, the kuwu cave.

The person in front of the Buddha's son was Tun Nian.

The Buddhist son ran back to Tun Nian with a laugh, put his monk-robed arm on Tun Nian's shoulder, and said with a serious expression: "I am worried that something happened to Wu Hao. Zhongtianjie is so powerful but can't protect a woman. If I tell others, I will be laughed to death. But this happened. There must be a big change. I want to go back."

"Even if I put on the monk's robe, I still don't look like the Buddha. What a waste of my efforts over thousands of years!"

The Buddhist child smiled warmly, "I know, I know, I'll do my best!"

Tunnian closed his eyes tightly and ignored the Buddhist disciple.

Huang Mancang clasped his hands together in front of Tun Nian with an unusually solemn expression. After a moment, he turned around and strode away, each step covering a hundred feet, with a dignified appearance.

The scriptures pave the way and disappear in an instant.

Only after Huang Mancang walked away did Tunnian open his eyes, and the mockery in his eyes was replaced by solemnity.

"Is it really impossible to defend against it?"