Chapter 2105： Sage will die (four more ask monthly ticket)

A saint appeared in this world.

All creatures, whether Daluo, Hunyuan, or saint, changed their expressions at this moment.

To kill a golden immortal, even the saint was dispatched?

"Zhongyu, Haotian Saint's permission!"

On the edge of the buried emperor’s mausoleum, a saint spoke and looked at the old man, "He has not fallen yet!"

"Thirty thousand years has passed the birthday limit, right? If he can hold on for thirty thousand years, this guy is really enchanting!"

"Haotian, the one who entered the Heavenly Path into the sacred, but forcibly smashed a half emperor of the Western Regions, he has not yet fallen!"

The many sages of the Northern Territory took a breath.

This old man is by no means small, and his lifetime talent is not so good, but he can become holy step by step, and even after he became holy, he killed a half emperor alone.

Killing half of the emperor with a saint can only be known in the eyes of their saints, how terrifying this is.

The most important thing is that there have long been rumors in the world that this Haotian saint has fallen, but now he appears here, and he wants to kill a golden immortal.

Ye Tongyu's eyes were indifferent, she looked at Taishi Futian, her voice was indifferent.

"You, broke his heavenly position?"

Under the hat, the incarnation said indifferently: "It can't be talked about, but it is a secret method that allows him to retain the holy manpower, but he will break the cause and effect. However, it is only a hundred thousand years. If he cannot become an emperor in a hundred thousand years, he will still fall ."

"He wants to live too much. In fact, if he was born, Xu Wushang would not allow him to live any longer."

"In that case, he still intends to help you and kill Qin Changqing!?"

Tong Yuxian turned his head and looked at the saint for permission.

"I just give him a way. As for how to go, whether to come or not, it's up to him to decide!"

Taishi Futian chuckled softly, "He taught me this!"

He taught you?

Tong Yuxian's eyes shook slightly, as if he was thinking about evolution.

Suddenly, she smiled softly.

"You seem to know him? Then you should have come the same way!"

"That's it, Taishi family, Taishi Futian!"

"Your parents fell in the forbidden area..."

Tong Yuxian spoke, and suddenly, a cold voice interrupted him.

"To shut up!"

Under Taishi Futian, a wave of mixed power swept towards Tong Yuxian.

"I don't need you to pretend about my affairs with him!"

"Also, I don't call Taishi Futian!"

The voice of Taishi Futian was like ice, and under the hat, the incarnation quietly diffused.

But Tong Yuxian was slightly startled, not called Taishi Futian?

Her brows moved slightly. When she was reincarnated, she had a brief conversation with Xu Wushang.

Among them, there are people who are truly qualified to become emperors in this world.

Among them, Taishi Futian, mysterious and surreptitious, is not in heaven, but has the appearance of a great emperor.

Therefore, when he first saw Taishi Futian, Tong Yuxian recognized it.

"Isn't she? No, she should be!"

Tong Yuxian murmured softly, "Qin Changqing has more to teach her the kindness, gratitude and resentment, love and hatred!"

"or……"

Tong Yuxian raised his brows, "Isn't it the master and apprentice who turned against each other, because of love and hate, right?"

She frowned slightly. She walked in this world and saw too much. Among them, there were too many mentors and apprentices. There were too many to count.

If so, it would be boring!

...

In Tong Yuxian's whisper, that old saint was already looking at Qin Xuan.

"Qin Changqing!"

Permitting to spit out the three words gently, looking at Qin Xuan, "Why don't you fall, what can you do if you struggle like this? You are going to die after all!"

"Sixteen saint bones, even if you can swallow part of the saint power, it's far from the real saint!"

"What's more, in the previous battle, how much holy power was left in your body!?"

He looked at Qin Xuan, only a sigh in his old eyes.

"Knowing that it is death, why bother struggling so much!?"

Qin Xuan's gaze was faint, "It seems that she passed you the Heaven Emperor's Law, are you also struggling?"

"It's a dead end, it's too difficult for you to become an emperor!"

Xu Li smiled slightly, "Yes, even if you become an emperor, what can you do? I will die after all!"

"Or, like the creatures in the forbidden area, surviving, one era after another!"

He turned around and looked at the 90,000 zhang Tianzhu.

"I envy the great emperor Yaotian's feat of falling into the forbidden ground and training the world with death!"

"Respect you too, knowing that you are dead, you must move forward!"

Turning his back to Qin Xuan, he said softly: "Either you, me, or sentient beings, they are nothing but the dust struggling in these years, and will perish in the long river of years at any time."

"The Great Emperor, Invincible, Tianjiao, Mortal, Immortal..." Xu Long sighed, "Who can live forever, who wants to die again!?"

He was talking to himself, as if he was also asking himself.

"Qin Changqing, after you die, perhaps God's punishment is approaching, I will follow your footsteps!"

"But I still want to kill you, God's punishment, I can still find a ray of life, but if I don't kill you, I will have no more life!"

Permitting to turn around, he looked at Qin Xuan and said with a smile: "I will find you in the next life, hoping to make up for it."

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "You can't kill me with a saint!"

"It's sad, there is always a dead end ahead of you!"

Xu Li laughed blankly, "In the face of the sanctified me, you still have no less madness!"

"Don't compare me to the seven little guys of the Taishi clan, and don't compare me to the hundreds of saints in the Northern Territory!"

His aging body slowly took a step forward.

In those old eyes, there was a faintly vast sacred power, sweeping in all directions.

"I am a Haotian Saint, permission!"

In a word, it seems that he has done this for a lifetime and is extremely proud.

On the edge of the buried emperor's mausoleum, all the saints of the Northern Territory looked ugly.

This sound seemed to be saying that none of their sages in the Northern Territory were as good as him.

Vaguely, several of the saints seemed to be faintly moved.

Among them, there was a woman, frowning, looking at the permission.

She faintly took a step, as if to get out of here.

"Luo is helpless, don't lead yourself to disaster!"

A faint voice sounded, and immediately, in the eyes of everyone, a figure walked out of the buried emperor's mausoleum.

Taishi Futian, his deity, was actually in the buried emperor's mausoleum.

"If you do, there will be no Roche in the Northern Territory!"

The faint words sounded, making Luo Wujiu's expression slightly changed.

"By you? The little guy from the Taishi clan!"

"If the sage of the Taishi clan said so, perhaps this sage still believes it!"

Luo Wujiao's voice was soft, looking towards Taishi Futian.

The next moment, Taishi Futian's hand was shaken, one by one, there were twelve in full.

Each one comes from the saints of the Taishi clan.

"The way of heaven is constrained. I, a saint of the Taishi clan, cannot kill him Qin Changqing!"

"It doesn't mean that I, the saint of the Taishi clan, dare not slaughter you Luoshi!"

"And the sage of the Guo family!"

Under the hat, a pair of blue pupils emerged, with hair like snow, like holy eyes.

The twelve saints' seals, all the saints present, are all discolored.

Luo Wushuo, the light in his eyes flashed even more.

In the end, she took that step back.

"Fu Immortal, Saint Ancestor can't save him!"

The saint of the Guo family couldn't help but exhale for a long time.

"Holy Ancestor, junior, can't save him!"

The two saints looked at the distant world, the white clothes facing the saints.

They can't do it!

Then, who can save Qin Changqing! ?