Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

After the personnel were cleaned up, Bai Chen led the brigade and finally walked towards the direction of Jianzong Zhuxian.

At present, the whereabouts of Fatty and Mengyao are unknown. He is actually very anxious. As long as he sends everyone out of Beichen as soon as possible, he will try his best to find the whereabouts of his companions.

Originally, as long as they returned to the Zhuxian Sword Sect, these people could go to the Middle Region smoothly, but everything was not as peaceful as expected.

Just as Bai Chen's men and horses were on their way, Sword Emperor Zhuxian received a letter from Xinglan God Altar.

...

In the hall, Xuanzhen trembling palms opened the letter paper, and what was visible inside was a letter paper as white as snow and a red sword spike.

This sword ear is what Fuqing belongs to.

Xuanzhen unfolded the letter paper, and Xuemei gradually frowned. The five elders in the hall sat aside and looked at Xuanzhen's gradually gloomy face with Ye Jianxin, and the atmosphere was also suppressed.

In the end, Xuan Zhen suddenly exhaled a long stale breath, his old face was completely lost, and replaced by endless vicissitudes of life.

"Brother, what does the letter say?"

Seeing Xuanzhen's breath, Ye Jianxin was a little confused. As a senior brother for tens of thousands of years, he knew Xuanzhen very well, and he could imagine that something big might happen this time.

Xuanzhen slowly raised his head and looked directly at Ye Jianxin. His old eyes flickered slightly: "It's nothing, don't worry about anything. When Bai Chen comes back, I'll go out if I have something to do."

After all, Xuan Zhen straightened up and waved his palm in the air, and a pitch-black space crack appeared in front of him.

Upon seeing this, Ye Jianxin quickly grabbed him, and Ji Xu Qing also stood up suddenly: "Head, I see Qing'er's sword spike in the envelope, could it be said that she has fallen into the hands of Xinglan God Altar?!"

"Nothing, I will deal with it."

Xuan Zhenqiang laughed, trying to get rid of Ye Jianxin's palm, but couldn't get rid of it.

"Brother, if Fu Qing really falls into their hands, your cultivation level will not be enough to compete with them. We are a companion of the sect and the closest family member at the same time. If there is anything you should say, Let's think of a way together, otherwise we will fall into the trap of the enemy, and what we wait for will only be the destruction of everyone!"

"Yeah, what Ye Shishu said makes sense!" Mo Xian also persuaded him.

The old eyes stared at Ye Jianxin, Xuanzhen’s face gradually distorted because of grief: "The letter says...The altar master of Xinglan Altar has personally brought Qing'er to the ruins of the Immortal King Sect, and he only gave us an hour If we don’t go, he will clean up in public..."

"Altar Lord? Qi Yuan?!"

Hearing this name, the audience was shocked.

Qi Yuan is the newly promoted Jinpao Grand Elder of the Xinglan Temple. He brought his younger brother to Beichen 30,000 years ago and founded the Xinglan Temple.

What is the Great Elder Jinpao?

In the Xinglan Temple, there are different positions, the highest leader is the Emperor of Heaven, dominating the entire Xinglan Continent.

Under the Emperor of Heaven, there are the Twelve Gods of War headed by the Leo God of War.

These people are living in the starry sky temple, where they are secretly, and rarely come to the earthly world.

Those sitting in the Xinglan Temple are presided over by the Great Elder.

In addition to the mysterious whereabouts of the two sons, the third son entered the Zhuangxingchen Pavilion, and the most powerful were the ten holy elders.

Under the holy elders, it is composed of three stair elders.

The first step is the Jinpao Great Elder, the second step is the Yinpao Great Elder, and the third step is the Black Robe Great Elder.

The other elders under the black robe elder are the white robe elders.

The altar master of the Xinglan God Altar is the Great Elder Jinpao!

Hearing Xuanzhen's words, Ji Xu Qing hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "The head, you are not his opponent, absolutely can't go!"

"Yes, the head, if you go there now, it is tantamount to sending you to death!" Su Po also persuaded her.

Upon seeing this, the corner of Xuanzhen's mouth pursed with bitterness, and he reluctantly lifted his teary old eyes: "Qing'er is still there. I'm just such a daughter. I'm not going. Do you want to watch her fall?"

For a while, the audience was grief and indignation.

"What is going on with Qing'er and Youzhu? They disappeared together. I thought they were going out to have fun. Why did they fall into the hands of Xinglan God Altar!"

Su Po was trembling with anger.

In normal times, it’s fine for Fuqing to be foolish and playful, but now is the time for them to confront Xinglan Altar. As long as Bai Chen returns, everyone can evacuate here. At this time, Fuqing is caught by the enemy. Want their lives!

"There is no time, I really..."

"Brother!" Ye Jianxin suddenly grabbed Xuanzhen's arm, calm eyes, and a touch of determination: "This time, let me go. Even if he is the altar master of Xinglan God Altar, he wants to win against me. It's not that easy."

"Junior Brother, since he dared to lead us, it proved that there must be an ambush. If the Xinglan Altar and Wanchao Pavilion have joined forces..."

"No. With the temperament of Xinglan Divine Altar, definitely will not alliance with Wanchao Pavilion, and they also disdain to alliance with Wanchao Pavilion." Ye Jianxin waved his palm, tearing the space apart.

Staring at the back who walked into the void, Xuanzhen half-opened his mouth, trying to call him.

At this moment, he really wanted to make a decision and make the right choice between his junior and his daughter.

However, the little bit of the daughter who usually accompanies him under his knees, the love between father and daughter, after all, failed to make him shout these words.

As the space rift dissipated, Ye Jianxin finally disappeared in the hall. Looking at Xuanzhen's tears, he sacrificed Xu Qingjing and swallowed twice. After all, he couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, after all, it's still We usually spoil her..."

"Who said no. Fuqing was so sensible and cute when she was a child. It is all old guys like us who only know how to practice and don't know how to educate people. That's why Fuqing made the big mistake of today. When the uncle brings her back, We can't really spoil her like that anymore."

The people in the hall were still shaking their heads with a wry smile. At this time, they still attributed the mistake to themselves, and were not willing to blame Fu Qing.

Fu Qing lived in the Sword Emperor Zhuxian Sect, this has been the case for thousands of years.

Zhongxing Pengyue, the proudest little princess...

...

The ruins of the Immortal King Sect became more desolate after experiencing the battle of the two gods.

There are scorched earth and gravel everywhere.

At this time, Fu Qing was being tied to a broken stone pillar, with a pale and pretty face without the slightest trace of blood.

In front of her, a white-haired old man stood with his hand in his hand, staring into the sky, surrounded by spiritual power with his fingertips.

"You liars, let me go, otherwise my father and uncle won't let you go!" Fu Qing's delicate voice resounded across the sky.

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