Chapter 502

Terror!

This change shocked everyone.

It's so terrible that even Madame Xiang Lian disappeared without notice.

"The sound just now seemed to be Zhang..."

A great saint said unconsciously, but suddenly he was silent, his figure flashed and disappeared in the same place.

Those people around also showed strange colors and retreated one after another.

It's too big. To hurt the emperor is tantamount to a declaration of war on the emperor. If the prince in blood really exists, there will be a great chaos. No one dares to bear the consequences of rumors, even if they are 90% sure.

The fire in the storehouse of the Ministry of rites was still burning, which made half of the sky red, but no one cared about it, because compared with the fierce battlefield in front of us, the fire was not small at all.

This night war of meditation ended in a way that no one expected.

The spirit of the emperor was injured. Cao Zhengming was seriously injured and comatose. The crown prince of Nanmu died. The wind king Bai Yu fell. The God of the sword Li Changfeng was seriously injured. Although yanruge and muqiluo were rescued, they were killed by several Tiangang forces before that.

This is the most tragic war in the mainland in the last ten thousand years.

What no one knows is that at the moment when the spirit of the emperor was injured, the body of the emperor was also felt.

It's another world hundreds of millions of miles away. It's vast. In a forbidden area of life, there is a majestic man in an imperial robe sitting on a magic lake with his knees crossed. His spirit is strong. Every week he goes out, he sprays a river of purple air and rolls up hundreds of feet of waves. It's very strange.

Suddenly, the dignified man opened his eyes, and the pupil reflected the celestial realms, as if there were star realms in them.

"It's good that someone broke my spirit. The great world is coming, and the world of Shengyuan will be in waves again. It seems that I should go back and have a look. "

As the voice fell, the emperor stood up in awe, and the whole forbidden area seemed to be disturbed, sending out a breath of terror.

"Boom!"

At this time, the momentum of the emperor was shocked, as if a mighty Golden Dragon had soared from him, roaring for nine days, making the forbidden area quiet for a moment.

Those restless fierce objects seemed to feel something terrible, and they all converged their breath. In a moment, this terrible forbidden area became plain again.

But Mrs. Xianglian returned to Xueyi Marquis's house, and finally she was a little shocked. However, when she saw Yan Ruge and mu qiluo, who had been seriously injured and unconscious, she didn't know what to do. After thinking for a while, she finally made up her mind to take her two daughters to the other hospital where Zhang Jia was.

"Please forgive me and save the lives of these two children."

In front of Zhang Tian's room, Mrs. Xianglian kneels down on the ground with sincere tone.

At that time, she was the eldest princess of Nanma. She was gentle and kind-hearted. Yan Ruge and muqiluo, who had lost their family, were adopted by the king of Nanma. They were all taken care of by her. However, it was no different from her own children to watch the two girls grow up. Otherwise, she would not go to the rescue at great risk.

Shua!

I don't know how long I've been waiting. The wooden door in front of me suddenly spreads to both sides automatically. Zhang Tian's faint voice says: "come in."

Mrs. Xianglian was overjoyed. She quickly took her two daughters into Zhang Tian's room and looked at Zhang Tian sitting there. She said gratefully, "thank you for the trace on the petition form. I have saved my life twice. I'm very kind. I can't repay you. I can't bear to see them die. I'd like to ask Mr. Zhang to do it again. I'd like to be a cow and a horse in return. "

Zhang Tian glanced at Mrs. Xianglian's arms, and saw that both Yan Ruge and mu qiluo were pale as paper and angry as gossamer. Cao Zhengming's Tiangang palm is very powerful. Even the fire shadow spirit, which is close to Dacheng with flaming like song, can't bear it. His red robe has been shattered long ago, and large pieces of crystal clear snow skin mixed with red blood are exposed in the air.

Muqiluo's injury is more serious. She is bleeding all over and her hair is scattered. Tiangang's palm power has shattered her heart, and her Dantian is also broken. There is only a breath hanging intermittently, which is no different from that of the living dead. Even the rebirth of Donghuang Danhuang 50000 years ago, supplemented by the peerless medicine, can't save her life.

However, these are not worth mentioning for Zhang Tian, let alone they are not dead, even if there is only a wisp of soul left, even if they have already crossed the Naihe bridge. If Zhang Tian wants to be cured, it's just an idea.

"Just take off their clothes and put them in this bucket."

Zhang Tian was reading the ancient scroll with one hand, and with the other hand, he casually emptied a little bit. A red sandalwood barrel three or four feet wide appeared in the room.

Then, the void above the barrel suddenly opened a space crack, from which a large number of pure white spirit liquid poured out, filled most of the barrel, emitting dense white air, as if in a fairyland.

If those real immortals and fairy kings see this scene, they have to stare their eyes out. Because these spirit liquid are all genuine jade liquid. Only one drop can be condensed from 10000 pieces of top-quality fairy jade, which can greatly enhance the power of the immortal body. For the immortal, they are the most precious of the most precious treasures.Such a precious thing has always been regarded as a drop. Only when there is a banquet in the ancient heaven, or when there is an exchange of Taoism at the level of fairy king, can we have a drink to show our dignity.

Especially after the battle of heaven, the fairy rhyme of mountains and seas collapsed, and most of the mineral veins of fairy jade disappeared. The jade slurry became a legendary immortal. Even if there was a small amount of stock in the major immortal regions, it was also provided by the ancestors. If you put such a big barrel of jade juice outside, I'm afraid those peerless immortals will be jealous and will break through the barrier to fight for it.

But for Zhang Tian, these are just floating clouds.

At that time, he built a deserted heaven in the name of burying the emperor of heaven. In order to show his dignity, he removed nearly 80% of the Xianyu veins in the nine mountains and seas with the supreme power, and constructed the strange position of "fairyland". The spirit of fairyland is so strong that there will be a rain of fairyland every few days.

Qiongjiang Yuye, a kind of pure immortal liquid, is inexhaustible, just as an ordinary wine.

The most important thing is that he didn't pay for this bucket of Qiongjiang Yuye out of his own pocket. He just opened a space door in the Zaohua immortal pool in the pure land of Buddhism, from which all the Qiongjiang Yuye flowed. 、、.。

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