The Lord of Heaven asked

Chapter 161: Stopping the War
At this moment, a huge holy power came like an overwhelming force, like countless falling stars, pressing people to the point of suffocation.

The current saint is about to take action. He can no longer tolerate the wanton killing in the Xuanhuang Holy Land.

At this moment, Xuan Huang Saint Lord finally stopped being indifferent and said, "Brother Yu Wen, you are trying to stop Xuan Huang Saint Land from doing something. Do you want to fight me?"

Both of them are saints with extremely high status and backgrounds. If they really fight to the death, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.

"Why is this happening, Lord Li? Although the Holy Son of your clan was seriously injured, his life is not in danger. Why make such a fuss?" Saint Yuwen stepped forward and said.

He has a dignified face, a domineering temperament, and is unparalleled in sharpness, like the reincarnation of an ancient god of war. In fact, he is the master of the God of War, and the Holy Lord of the Temple of War of this generation.

The Holy Lord Xuanhuang's surname is Li. His real name has not been used for hundreds of years and few people know it, but this does not include the Holy Lord Yuwen in front of him.

They were of the same generation, had fought for supremacy in their youth, and knew each other very well.

"Yes, you have killed so many people, you must have vented enough anger, isn't it time to stop?" said another saint.

The elites of all the holy places in the world gather here, and there is definitely more than one saint present. Taking them individually, they may not be insignificant, but when added together, they make people have to take them seriously.

Even the Xuanhuang Holy Land, with the Tianzun Taoist soldiers to suppress them and Yuan Wentian in charge, cannot ignore them.

However, they at least gave enough face to the Xuanhuang Holy Land. When Luo Lingxi started killing people, they did not stop him.

"Not yet, far from it." Luo Lingxi snorted coldly.

She was nearly killed by those old guys, and she was so angry, how could she just let it go?
"That's right! If it was a duel of peers, and my sect's Holy Son was defeated and killed, I would have nothing to say. But you guys are bullying the weak. Do you really think that there is no one in my Xuanhuang Holy Land?" Elder Li Yun stood up and shouted.

"My sect's outstanding disciple was nearly assassinated. We can't just let this matter go." Saint Lord Xuanhuang nodded.

Even though so many people had been killed, the Xuanhuang Holy Land still refused to give in and had no intention of giving up.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, a sigh was heard, and another kind of extremely powerful immortal power came, boundless and reaching the sky, and the entire Qilin Nest began to shake.

“Brother Daoist, those who hurt your clan’s holy son have been killed, why are you still not willing to give up? Do you really intend to massacre the world with blood?” The four brothers of the East China Sea Dragon King arrived. They had dragon heads and human bodies, looking down on the world. They jointly held the Ancestral Dragon Halberd and fought against the Xuanhuang Immortal Tower.

"Everyone, if you have anything to discuss, you can discuss it. Why hurt the harmony?"

In the distance, another kind of extremely powerful immortal power descended, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, like millions of sacred mountains standing tall and billions of stars falling, causing all living beings to tremble in their hearts.

The three Taoist weapons of the Heavenly Lord are all in the hands of powerful saints and are in a state of recovery. All living beings in the sky and on the earth, in the four seas and eight wildernesses, in the nine heavens and ten earths, are subject to the imperial power. It is as if three Heavenly Lords from the mythological era have been resurrected at the same time, and all the heavens and worlds are trembling.

The Holy Lord Lingbao has arrived. He has a handsome face, a commanding demeanor, and an air of superiority. He can compete with the Holy Lord Xuanhuang and others.

Next to him followed the Holy Son of Lingbao, and together they controlled the Taoist soldiers of Tianzun. The Immortal Execution Formation of Lingbao Tianzun was magnificent and extremely terrifying.

The confrontation between three Heavenly Taoist soldiers is unprecedented and horrifying. If a fight really breaks out, even this Qilin Nest will not be able to withstand it.

Fortunately, the three parties had no grudges against each other. Although they were wary of each other, they were not hostile. Among them, the Lingbao Holy Land was the most transcendent. The Zhuxian Formation was separated by two pieces of Tianzun Taoist weapons to prevent the leakage of Jidao's divine power, which made both sides feel fearful.

Luo Lingxi killed people all over the world, but their people did not suffer. First, they all had Tianzun Dao soldiers to protect their people; second, they were not included in the attack on Luo Lingxi. Lingbao Saint Son and Dragon Princess were both very outstanding, and their future achievements were limitless. They did not need to use despicable means to plot against others.

"Brother Li, everyone has seen what happened. The Ice and Snow Palace, the Wanxiang Holy Land, and the Taixu Divine Sect plotted against your clan's saint son, but you killed him so miserably. He must have learned a lesson. I wonder if you can show mercy and forgive them this time?" Lingbao Saint Lord said politely.

Their clan has always been on good terms with the Xuanhuang Holy Land. As the only holy land of the human race, although there are disputes, they are all within the controllable range. Most of the time, they choose to cooperate. They jointly fight against foreign enemies and maintain the overall situation of the human race in Jiuzhou. They have a close relationship with each other.

"Besides, the extraterritorial war in fifty years will also require manpower. We cannot destroy the Great Wall at this time." He began to persuade.

This is indeed a problem. Fifty years later, the foreign army will invade, and the various religions in Kyushu need to unite, otherwise they will inevitably fall.

Although the Xuanhuang Holy Land is powerful, it is impossible for it to fight against millions of troops from outside the domain with the power of one religion. This is an irreversible trend.

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Divine Martial Arts came forward, the Lord of Heavenly Demon Palace came forward, Black Phoenix's grandfather, the King of Dark Phoenix came forward, and even the Lord of the God of War Palace came forward.

In fact, many people came together.

Some people had grudges against the Xuanhuang Holy Land, but at this moment they put aside their prejudices, stood on an impartial perspective and tried to mediate and demand an end to the fighting.

This is not for personal gain or revenge, but for the overall situation. If a nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? As saints or holy leaders, if they cannot even see this, then their lifelong cultivation is in vain.

"Okay! This battle ends here." said the Holy Lord Xuanhuang.

All parties reached a consensus!
“But there is one thing I want to reiterate. Luo Lingxi is the holy son of my clan. In a competition among peers, I have nothing to say regardless of victory or defeat, life or death. But if anyone dares to bully the weak and oppress my disciples, it is tantamount to declaring war on my Xuanhuang Holy Land, and the fight will not stop until one dies.” The Xuanhuang Holy Lord had a solemn expression and murderous aura, and his words were sonorous and powerful, shocking all parties.

Until this moment, who still didn't understand that Luo Lingxi was the lifeblood of the Xuanhuang Holy Land and their hope for the future? Unlike ordinary saints, he had a reverse scale and could not move.

Many people know that Luo Lingxi is not only a congenital Taoist fetus, but he may also be the future ruler of the Xuanhuang Holy Land. His identity is extremely important.

"Okay, that's how it should be. It's wrong to bully the weak." Lingbao Saint said with a smile.

The others also nodded, hoping to put an end to the storm. Although the Ice and Snow Palace, the Taixu Divine Sect, the Lingxiao Holy Land, the Kunlun Holy Land, the Lu Family, etc. suffered great losses, they dared not speak out.

After all, Dayi is on the side of Xuanhuang Holy Land at the moment. More importantly, they are not as strong as them, so they can only swallow their anger and accept the consequences.

The two sides have reached an agreement, the battle is over, and the storm is over.

Although all the major sects suffered heavy losses and only a few survived, there are still many strong people and masters here, especially the geniuses coming in from outside, who are even more numerous.

Many people were unwilling to accept this, especially those from the two holy places where the Holy Lord had died. They wanted to skin Luo Lingxi alive and take revenge.

But they could only hold back, because once they showed the slightest murderous intent, they would be ruthlessly wiped out. The other party had the Taoist soldiers of the Heavenly Lord in their hands, which meant they could control their life and death.

Some people are sad and angry, some are lost, and naturally there are also people who are happy and smiling.

Xia Xuan, the Holy Son of Divine Martial Arts, the Son of the God of the Wind Clan, and the Golden Lion all came over and greeted Luo Lingxi. They had a good relationship and had interacted with each other in the Heavenly God Realm, forming a deep friendship.

Lingbao Saint Son and Situ Lei also came to him and talked with each other.

(End of this chapter)