Zhuang Yuan's eyes filled with tears unknowingly when he looked at these people from the Spiritual Clan.
"One hundred thousand years..."
"One hundred thousand years." Zhuang Yuan murmured, his eyes filled with tears.
Luo Yi said: "Don't worry, Old Mountain Master Zhuang. I will settle down well for you, the people of the Ling Clan. When the time is right, I will unlock all the seals and let Lingzhou return to my territory of Liuli World."
Zhuang Yuan nodded heavily, but he seemed to have remembered something, and said seriously: "This matter involves the circulation of the avenue of our Liuli World. If Lingzhou can return to the territory of Liuli World, the avenue of our Liuli World will no longer be missing."
"By then, the realm of the God Emperor will no longer be the end."
Luo Yi also nodded. He naturally knew this matter.
Zhuang Yuan turned to look at the battlefield in the distance. He paused and asked with some uncertainty: "The reason why you let them take action is..."
Luo Yi nodded: "Yes, the sound of the spiritual tribe's return should not be dissipated in the wind, but should be deafening."
A flash of praise flashed in Zhuang Yuan's eyes, and he nodded: "The sound of killing six god emperors is indeed loud enough."
"Moreover, after this siege is over, those people hiding in Dongxuanzhou will probably retreat."
Just kidding, these are the six God Emperors. If they die like this, who will dare to come to Dongxuanzhou to show off their power in the future?
how? Do you think your life is harder than the life of the God Emperor?
As he spoke, the old woman wearing embroidered shoes was dead.
However, her death was not complete, and it did not mean that she still had some means to survive, but that the old woman's spirit had been refined by Feng Zhao.
The ghost of the old woman, with empty eyes at this moment, stood beside Feng Zhao in a daze.
After being refined by Fengzhao, his level has declined somewhat, but now he still has the strength of the Immortal Emperor level.
This is equivalent to Fengzhao possessing a puppet in the Immortal Emperor realm. This move made many people look at him with suspicion.
Over there, there was still one person beating three people.
The siege on Fengzhao's side is coming to an end.
Makura and others all came over.
"Holy crap, where did you get these tough guys from?"
Makura's face was full of disbelief.
Jian Guming also asked: "Are these people really from the Spiritual Clan?"
Luo Yi nodded, "Yes, the curse of the Spirit Clan is over."
Everyone sighed.
Zhuang Yuan's expression moved slightly, and then he smiled, "It seems that the effect is good."
"I noticed a lot of auras, and they have already withdrawn from Dongxuanzhou. Well, the speed is still very fast, faster than when they came."
Zhuang Yuan stroked his beard with a smile on his face: "It looks like he was frightened."
The mountain chief of Dongxuanzhou Liuli Taoist Academy also rushed over at this moment. His face was red and his expression was excited.
Zhuang Yuan joked: "Now, Dongxuan Prefecture is no longer at the bottom of Liuli Kyushu. Excluding the Middle Earth Divine Prefecture, Dongxuan Prefecture can probably be ranked second."
Gu Chaoge laughed loudly. He came to Luo Yi's side and patted him hard on the shoulder.
"You kid, don't say it, you really don't say it!"
The smile on Gu Chaoge's face was so uncontrollable that he couldn't control it.
The ups and downs were so fast, I thought Dongxuanzhou was going to suffer a big disaster today, but who knew it was a stroke of luck.
Just like Zhuang Yuan said, after today's battle, who dares to underestimate me, Dongxuanzhou?
Along with the status of the mountain chief, Gu Chaoge, everything is going up!
Below, the remaining sect forces or family forces in Dongxuan Province were all blushing at this moment.
This honor and this sense of belonging made them extremely excited!
Damn it, look at it from now on, who would dare to say that there are no heroes in Dongxuan Prefecture? !
Zhuang Yuan stroked his beard and said, "Finally, let me add fuel to the fire for the Spiritual Clan."
As he said this, Zhuang Yuan showed his Dharma appearance.
The Faxiang, which is almost the same size as Dongxuanzhou, breaks through the sea of clouds. The Faxiang has its feet on the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram. This Yin-Yang diagram is so big that it almost covers the entire Dongxuanzhou!
The statue of the head of Zhuang Laoshan stretched out his hand to grab the three god emperors who were fighting with Chen Yu, and said loudly at the same time:
"Today, the Spirit Race returns."
"In the name of the Mountain Chief of Liuli Dao Yuan, I order the Jiuzhou Dao Yuan to welcome the spirit tribe home."
Zhuang Yuan pronounced the last two words very strongly.
Gu Chaoge stepped back directly into the Taoist temple. The next moment, the mountain protection formation of Dongxuanzhou Liuli Taoist temple suddenly lit up!
A pillar of light soared into the sky, rising from the ground.
Then, on the other side of Beiyizhou, a pillar of light also lit up.
Then there are Xiyue State, Nanfeng State, Liuyun State, Qingzhou, Maple Leaf State, and Youzhou.
Finally, it is the China of Middle-earth!
Nine pillars of light soared into the sky, reflecting the entire sky into patches of brilliant purples and reds.
There were voices coming from all directions, resounding through the clouds and spreading throughout the sky.
"Bei Yizhou, congratulations to the Ling clan for returning home."
"Xi Yuezhou, congratulations to the Ling clan for returning home."
"Bei Yizhou, congratulations to the Ling clan for returning home."
The mountain chiefs from various states all congratulated loudly with their supernatural powers.
There are also powerful people from all walks of life in the Middle-earth Divine State, who congratulate one after another.
"Li Xiaoyao from Shushan, congratulations to the Ling clan for returning home."
"Zhang Zhengting of Longhu Mountain congratulates the Spirit Clan on their return home."
However, the great heavenly master paused and said loudly again: "Fellow Daoist Luo, since you have returned, why not come to Longhu to reminisce about the past?"
Luo Yi smiled slightly, clasped his hands in his fists, faced the direction of Zhongtu, and said softly: "This is a discourtesy of this junior. I will definitely go to Longhu in person in the future to apologize to the Heavenly Master in person."
Unexpectedly, a brilliant sword light suddenly lit up from the Middle Earth Divine State.
This sword light made Chen Du slightly startled.
Ren Piaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly.
Then, a divine sword pierced the sky, as if penetrating the void, and arrived at Dongxuanzhou.
The sword finally hovered in front of Luo Yi.
Immediately afterwards, the voice of Zhang Zhengting, the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, sounded again from far away in the sky.
"Longhu Mountain, I would like to give this sword to the Spiritual Clan."
"From this moment on, Longhu and the Spiritual Clan have been on good terms for ten thousand years. Pindao, swear an oath here in the name of the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Divine Sword."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, including Luo Yi.
Immediately afterwards, there was an uproar.
Maybe some people don't know where the Spirit Race comes from, and why their appearance caused such a big sensation.
However, the name of Longhu Mountain is as thunderous as that of almost all the monks in the world of Liuli!
This Three-Five Evil-Slaying Divine Sword is the Mountain-Suppressing Divine Sword of Longhu Mountain!
This old heavenly master actually... actually gave away all his family wealth? !
The face of this spiritual tribe is really as big as the sky.
Zhang Zhengting, the Great Celestial Master back then, is now the Old Celestial Master.
His move can be said to have completely ignited the spirit clan's fire to the extreme.
At this time, those who had previously expressed their congratulations either sincerely or had ulterior motives and followed the trend.
Is it okay if I don’t come up with something now?
The Heavenly Master has given away all the treasures that hold the mountain. This is really a slap in the face of those who have ulterior motives.
Luo Yi came back to his senses, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
With a casual wave of his hand, the Sanwu Evil-Slaying Divine Sword came to Chen Chen's side.
"Old, you hold this sword."
"This is the wish of Master Longhushan, and it should be accepted."
