In the Palace of the God King, the God King wore a mask that had not changed for millions of years, with cold eyes.
Looking at the message in his hand, he just pressed lightly and the message was erased.
Then, he closed his eyes tightly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
"It's just another reincarnation."
In the Holy Spirit Continent, the sky boat slowly descended on the former Da Chu.
Looking at the mountains and rivers with corpses strewn on the ground and rivers of blood, everyone had a sad expression on their faces.
Until Chu Liuli stood up, a majestic voice spread throughout Tianzhou.
"Bury our old friends, and we will rise from these ruins until we overthrow the throne in the sky."
Many monks from Dachu flew out of the sky boat and used great tricks to bury the bones one after another.
Seeing the mountains and rivers being renewed, Chu Liuli glanced worriedly at Tianzhou Nei.
Qingyao is dressed in white and is extremely beautiful.
She guarded Zhou Qiankun and never left him.
Chu Liuli approached and asked in a worried tone: "How is he?"
Qingyao squeezed out a smile and said softly:
"He is still sleeping, but his aura is getting stronger and stronger. There is no danger to his life."
Chu Liuli breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the direction where the god came from, feeling sad again.
"Those people won't come again, will they?"
Qingyao shook her head, she didn't know either.
However, the distance between Holy Spirit Continent and Shenxuan Continent is tens of millions of heavens.
She comforted: "Don't worry, even if those people know that Guixu Burial Sky has fallen, it will take at least a hundred years to send people there without special means. Even if there are special means to hurry up, they will be safe for at least ten years."
Qingyao's words made Chu Liuli breathe a sigh of relief.
Ten years was enough for Da Chu to rest and leave after being fully prepared.
On the other side of the Tianzhou, Xiaoyi and Huo Xi were as unhappy as eggplants beaten by frost.
Xiaoyi said depressedly: "I'm really useless. I can only watch my elder brother try his best again and again, but I can't help."
Huo Xi touched Xiaoyi's head and comforted her in a gentle tone:
"Okay, Xiaoyi, don't be like this. Your eldest brother still has three years to wake up. We will become stronger quickly in these three years so that we can fight alongside him in three years."
When Xiaoyi heard this, he was immediately filled with fighting spirit.
It nodded affirmatively with a firm tone.
"Within these three years, I must reach the realm of a saint!"
Huo Xi also hummed and said: "Yes, I also want to enter the semi-saint realm!"
Not far away from the two red birds, Liu Yongfei looked at the horizon and remained silent.
Finally, she mustered up the courage, took steps, and walked outside the Tianzhou.
"Are you leaving?"
Suddenly, a gentle voice made her stop involuntarily.
Liu Yongfei turned around, looked at Qingyao's concerned eyes, and felt shaken again.
Qingyao held her hand and smiled:
"I know you yearn for a distant place, but can you wait for him for three years? At least, wait until he wakes up and say goodbye before leaving?"
Looking at Qingyao's gentle gaze that could melt people's hearts, Liu Yongfei's heart trembled.
She hesitated for a moment, glanced at the room where Zhou Qiankun was sleeping, and hesitated.
Qingyao smiled and said, "It's okay. There's no need to be embarrassed."
Liu Yongfei sighed, and just as he was about to speak, a divine boat broke through the sky and landed in front of the sky boat.
On top of the Shenzhou, four figures stood, their auras so powerful that they made heaven and earth surrender.
This sudden change caused the expressions of Dachu monks including Qingyao to change. They stopped what they were doing and looked at the Shenzhou and the four figures nervously.
When he saw among them a holy king whose aura was not weaker than that of Guixu Burial Heaven, his face became even more pale.
Chu Liuli, Qingyao, Xiaoyi, Liu Yongfei, and Huo Xi approached and protected Zhou Qiankun's room behind them.
Chu Liuli looked ugly and said in a low voice: "Damn it, why are four peerless experts here again?"
Qingyao looked at them with a heavy look on her face and was cautious.
"Be careful, look at their eyes, it seems they are coming with bad intentions."
The blood power in Liu Yongfei's body throbbed, and she immediately understood who was coming.
She didn't expect them to come so quickly.
Saint King Liu Xuan looked at the sky boat with a greedy look in his eyes.
He chuckled and said: "Haha, this Holy King is right. No wonder these ants can defeat the gods. Sure enough, there are many treasures. This sky boat is all made of Xingyun Stone. Take it back and let my Liu family build it again. Produce hundreds of sacred artifacts.”
Beside Liu Xuan, the three great sages Liu Li, Liu Zhao, and Liu Gong also smiled brightly.
Liu Li has a soft complexion, a petite body, and the appearance of a villain.
He smiled sinisterly and said: "I thought this trip was a close call, but I didn't expect it to be an opportunity. With more than a hundred sacred artifacts built by Tianzhou, my third main line may not be able to take a step forward and become the first main line."
Liu Gong is neither fat nor thin, with an appearance in his thirties, a sinister expression, and murderous intent between his brows.
He said with some regret: "It's a pity that those three artifacts were destroyed by soldiers, otherwise it would be inevitable for my third main line to become the first main line."
Liu Zhao is five big and three thick, with well-developed muscles all over his body and a very strong body.
He took one step forward and said with a sneer: "It doesn't matter. I remember that that person still had a divine spear in his hand. I snatched it and brought it back to the Liu family. We are still firmly in the position of the first main line."
The words of the four people were not concealed at all, and fell in the ears of the Dachu monk.
Da Chu monk's face turned pale, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
They didn't expect that just after they defeated the gods, such strong men would come from behind and try to take advantage of them.
The key is that now Zhou Qiankun, the only strong man in Da Chu who can fight the Holy King, is asleep, and they have no power to resist at all.
Saint King Liu Xuan looked at the only saint Qing Yao proudly and said in a cold tone:
"Hand over Liu Yongfei, Tianzhou, and Divine Spear, and you will live."
Liu Yongfei's heart sank and he smiled bitterly.
She looked at Qingyao and said, "I brought them here, hand them over to me. At least you can still live."
After saying that, she stepped forward.
Seeing Liu Yongfei's actions, Chu Liuli sighed silently.
Perhaps, this is really the only way at the moment.
Qingyao reached out to stop her.
Qingyao held the Sky-Slaying Divine Spear in her hand, pointed at the aloof Holy King, and said in a sarcastic tone:
"Do you really think I'm stupid? You just want to deceive Tianzhou and the artifact, so that we lose the only way to resist, and then wipe out the roots."
Qingyao's words made Liu Xuan's eyes turn cold.
Then, he sneered and said disdainfully:
"You are very smart, but so what, resistance is futile."
Just as Qing Yao said, he originally planned to cheat the artifact away so that Da Chu would no longer have the power to threaten him.
However, now that Qingyao has pointed it out, he doesn't pretend anymore.
Even if Qingyao has a magical weapon in his hand, they are not afraid.
Because the divine weapon was damaged, its power was not even 1 out of 10. At most, it was just a little extra effort.
Liu Xuan looked at Liu Li, Liu Gong, and Liu Zhao with a cold and arrogant tone.
"The three of you go and capture them, kill all the others, and just keep the branch disciple of the ancestral bloodline."
