The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 3768 Zhentian's clone!
Chapter 3768 Zhentian's clone!

The Mu family is the overlord of the small pastoral area, and Mu Tian, ​​the son of the head of the Mu family, is a well-known waste.

Just a few days ago, Mu Tian offended the disciples of the Qinglong Sect in the ancient realm of Huangquan, and was beaten into a coma.

They called several miraculous doctors and advised the head of the Mu family to prepare for the funeral. Today, Mutian has completely cut off his life.

However, at this moment, Mu Tian, ​​who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes.

"My God!"

Mutian's mother was already in tears, but seeing Mutian wake up at this moment, her face was filled with ecstasy.

Mu Tian stood up indifferently, glanced at the mother in this body, and then jumped off the bed.

"My name is Zhentian Martial God!"

After leaving a word, Mutian immediately left the room, the indifferent back made Mutian's mother stunned on the spot.

Deep in the sky of Tianyu, Zhentian Martial God sensed the separated Primordial Spirit, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, he looked at Yan Tianjun and other powerful rulers, and said with a sneer, "You'd better stay here and not go out, otherwise, I will make you go out and never come back!"

After saying that, Tianyan Martial God left with a flick of his sleeves, leaving behind a group of strong Tianyan Universe Dominators with gloomy faces.

In the Heavenly Fire Sanctuary, the flames of war had just extinguished, and under the looting of the Lihuo Ancient Domain, many sects here were purged.

The entire Heavenly Fire Sanctuary is no longer the grand occasion it was at the beginning, and many hilltops are filled with blood, which is desolate.

People from the Great Yan Empire and the Lihuo Ancient Region came here directly, and the strong Zhu family disappeared overnight.

As for whether they were destroyed or not, no one knows.

Tianhuo Sacred Palace, headquarters, Lihuo Patriarch and the others looked gloomy. After some soul searching, they found that the God of Immortality had left.

And according to the news, the God of Immortality was captured by Qingmu Shenggong, and even became a slave!
"Damn it, in this war, we killed tens of billions of fighters in the Heavenly Fire Sanctuary, including many slave fighters. Will the Immortal God die?"

Patriarch Lihuo punched him on the desk, he regretted it very much now, he would have known that Thunderbolt would defeat Tianhuo Sanctuary.

The old man Qingteng had a gloomy face, he didn't expect that after all their painstaking efforts, they got such a consequence.

"Old Ancestor, the Palace Master of Qingmu Sacred Palace brought you here!"

At this moment, a sound of notification came from outside, Patriarch Li Huo was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly shouted: "Bring it in!"

Soon, a man dressed in a green robe and a strange costume walked in outside the hall. Behind the man, several strong men walked in chained.

The one at the front is the Palace Master of Cyanwood Sacred Palace, and the others are Vice Palace Master Yuan and some elders.

Patriarch Lihuo didn't ask any questions at all, and directly searched the memories of several people forcibly, and frowned after a while.

Then, Patriarch Lihuo closed his eyes, and swept away to the Tianhuo Xuanjing Mine mountain range area with his divine sense.

"You bastards!"

However, when he found that the mine was empty, Patriarch Lihuo knew that all the miners had been captured and used as cannon fodder.

"Old ghost Lihuo, the God of Immortality can't die so easily, right?"

Ancestor Qingteng still has a glimmer of hope in his heart, after all, he is the immortal god, an invincible existence back then.

"Sigh, although the Immortal God was strong back then, he never imagined that he would be reduced to a slave one day. He has no cultivation level, and he is about the same as an ordinary person. He may have died on the battlefield."

Patriarch Lihuo sighed, now he doesn't have much hope for repayment.

A group of people from Qingmu Sacred Palace were trembling with fright, the one in front of them was an emperor-level powerhouse.

It is said that the emperor is a strong man who stands at the peak of the pyramid!
"Are you going to surrender or perish?"

Patriarch Lihuo was very disappointed, looked at the Palace Master of Cyanwood Sacred Palace, and didn't intend to kill him directly.

In this war, they have already killed an unknown number of creatures, and if they recreate the killing karma, they are afraid to offend the ruler.

"We are willing to surrender!"

The Palace Master of Qingmu Sacred Palace directly knelt on the ground. At this moment, he still has the slightest backbone of a strong man, as long as he can survive.

Lihuo Ancient Territory burned, killed and looted in Tianhuo Sanctuary, and its notoriety has reached the point where it can stop babies from crying.

"Very well, then go back and pay us [-] million tons of Skyfire Profound Crystal Mine every year."

Patriarch Lihuo waved his hand, after all, the Cyanwood Sacred Palace is considered a second-rate force, and there are only a dozen or so in the Skyfire Sacred Domain.

This kind of power can be used by them, and they can also earn a lot of money every year.

"Thank you old man!"

Palace Master Aoki kowtowed gratefully, and then ran out without caring about his fellow disciples.

Cyanwood Sacred Palace, Demon Dragon City, four men in black wearing bamboo hats walked into the city, their attire was not eye-catching.

The four of them were none other than Ling Hantian who had escaped by chance. The battleship they were on that day had been destroyed in the end.

The four of them walked on the street, the bustling city was gone, and only depression and panic atmosphere remained.

"Damn Lihuo Guyu, one day we will avenge this blood!"

Under the bamboo hat came the green demon's angry growl, this is her home, she felt very humiliated and angry in her heart.

Speeding up a bit, Qing Yao seemed to have a purpose.

"Boss, Senior Sister Qingyao's family is located in Yaolong City. Let's follow Senior Sister closely."

Yuan Xinghe explained softly, caught up with Qing Yao and walked side by side, and grabbed Qing Yao's jade hand.

"Don't worry, your family should be fine."

The four of them walked along the street to the west of the city. Passers-by were in a hurry and lowered their heads, not daring to look at others.

In front of a slightly dilapidated mansion, Qing Yao and the others stopped, looking at the mess, Qing Yao had a bad premonition in his heart.

Quickly walking towards the gate, and pushing open the falsely concealed gate, a bloody smell came over my nostrils.

"Father, mother! My daughter is back!"

Qing Yao wept in a low voice, ran into the mansion and began to search, there were corpses all over the ground, in different states of death.

Some were beheaded, some were cut in half, and some maidservants fell naked in blood bubbles.

Qing Yao swept across the corpses, but didn't see her parents, which made her heart suspend and then suspend again.

"I didn't see my uncle and aunt. They should have heard the news and hid first!"

After searching around, but did not see Qing Yao's parents, Yuan Xinghe also squeezed Qing Yao's hand to comfort him.

Qing Yao hummed, in fact, at this time, she could also feel Yuan Xinghe's concern for his family.

The head of the Yuan family is the deputy palace master of the current Cyanwood Sacred Palace, and is expected to be promoted to the position of palace lord. In the Cyanwood Domain, almost no one dares to provoke them.

And now, the Qing family is in such a catastrophe, as one of the two largest families in the Qingmu region, the Yuan family obviously cannot escape.

"Junior Brother, the mark of slavery on your heads must be washed off as soon as possible, and we will go to the Qingmu Sacred Palace!"

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Qing Yao suppressed the grief in her heart, whether it was life or death, she wanted Yuan Xinghe to take a look.

The Cyanwood Sacred Palace is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Yaolong City, and it will take three days for Ling Hantian and others to travel.

Three days later, the four of them arrived at the foot of the Cyanwood Sacred Palace Mountain, and the place is now in a mess.

Seeing the once prosperous Zongmen become like this, the two Qing Yao felt even more sad in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)