Diary of the Female Emperor

Just when everyone was wondering, the void that Ruthless Man was looking at suddenly rippled, like a wave of water, revealing the figure of a slim woman, isn't it the saint of Yaochi.

I saw the saint of Yaochi bowing to the ruthless person Yingying, and softly said: "Since the Sun God Envoy has spoken, Ruoxi has no reason to refuse. However, the Supreme Master is sitting for the Yaochi event three days later, and it is difficult to get away for a while. , Ruoxi can only receive it on her behalf. I hope that the Sun God Envoy and the fellow Taoists will not dislike it."

Ruthlessly smiled and said: "Yao Chi Shengjing, I have long admired it, and Saint Ruoxi is an elegant and refined person. It is a wonderful thing to receive her personally."

"The Sun God's ambassador is too acclaimed, Ruoxi dare not be ashamed, everyone of you, please come inside."

The saint of Yaochi was dignified and leaned over to make a request. Although most of her thoughts were on the ruthless person, she would not let others feel neglected.

"Okay, second sister, third sister, let's go in."

The ruthless man greeted him, and led a group of Tritheaists to fly straight towards the holy land of Yaochi.

Yuxin wore a water-blue long dress, like a gorgeous daffodil, gentle and calm, following Ruan Ren closely.

As for Zi Yan, she has to escape a lot. Her quirky spirits, her **** eyes glance around, especially when she falls on the sage of Yaochi, she has a hint of cunning, so that the sage of Yaochi who has always been calm and unpredictable Shares are cool.

The ancestors of Tantai, the ancestor of shaking light and others looked at each other, followed closely behind, with a very excited expression. This is the time when the rare holy land that survived the world had the upper hand in five years.

"Haha, it seems that in the saintess of Yaochi, the envoy of the Three Gods is much more important than you." The demon **** emperor glanced at the blood and said with a light smile.

Xue Sanren snorted, and said in a low voice: "My God, the cult is naturally stronger than the Three Gods, but she is a little girl in the holy realm. She is not qualified enough if she wants to stand in the sacred land of Yaochi. At that time, someone will Go and clean her up."

After finishing speaking, the blood scattered people unfolded the blood robe and strode towards the holy ground.

Sanji Sanji chuckles and said, "It seems that the Blood Sans have already arranged the back hand, so let's sit and watch the show first."

"Amitabha..." The old monk of the Thousand Buddha Temple announced the Buddha's name again, and followed into the holy place.

However, for a long time, the teams of the major forces gathered in the front hall of Yaochi, which is also a grand scene. There are seven gods around the guards, each of which is tall and ten thousand, with ancient trees towering to the sky, and countless rushing Qianzhang waterfalls flow straight down from the peak. The mighty, like the nine-day Milky Way falling down, with the might of the broken mountains and rivers, you can see the majestic feeling at a glance.

But inside the hall, the atmosphere is extremely depressing and heavy.

I don't know if there is a real shortage of people in Yaochi. There are fewer than ten Yaochi disciples serving in the temple, and four separate places to take care of several seats occupied by the Three Gods have made other places very empty.

This time, the various Medieval great sects came for the Ji Dao emperor's soldiers, and the teams they sent were also very elite. This place is full of gods and emperors. Wherever they have been so contemptuous, there are a lot of dissatisfaction now.

"For a long time, I heard that Zhong Tian, ​​the holy place of Yaochi, is beautiful and has a lot of aura and has grown countless spiritual trees. I didn't expect that even a cup of tea is bitter. Could it be that he is stingy with spirit tea and deceives the emperor to not know the treasures?"

An elder of the God Emperor of the Heavenly Cult coldly scolded and threw the tea cup on the table to the ground.

The saint of Yaochi on the first seat said softly: "My Yaochi holy land has been sealed for a long time, and the spiritual trees have long stopped growing. Even if you want to pick new spiritual leaves to make tea, it will take some time, so the grand event is scheduled to be held in three days. . Please wait for the rough tea right now."

"Huh! Since you know it's crude tea, you dare to bring it up? If there is really no new tea, what is it that the Trinity Sect is drinking? Is this how you Yaochi receives guests?" The **** emperor still didn't stop, aggressively.

Zi Yan frowned at that brow, and said angrily: "You old ghost, they didn't invite you, you come by yourself, what kind of guest are you? You want to drink my tea, then you can drink it!"

After finishing speaking, Zi Yan threw the tea cup in her hand directly, like a dragon, causing bursts of roar.

This scene made everyone look silly. How could it be possible that Yaochi, an ancient holy place, really served thick tea? That day, the **** emperor of the cult just took the opportunity to provoke a few words. Everyone, come and talk. What about this girl? It’s too terrible to say that you do it.

That day, the **** emperor of the cult also had a pale face. He was called an old ghost in public by a minor, and he openly kept things at him. He couldn't stand it no matter how strong he was, so he coldly raised his hand and grabbed the tea cup.

Xuesan sat quietly, but when the corner of his eyes caught the teacup, his color suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "Get out of the way!"

However, it was too late. The **** emperor raised his hand and touched the teacup, and he immediately felt an unmatched terrifying force, as if the ancient **** dragon was showing its power and exploded with a boom.

When everyone looked sideways, they couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath, and immediately one of the **** emperor's arms was completely blown to pieces, **** and bloody, and he himself was splashed with blood, making a scream.

A teacup that was thrown at will contains such power, how terrifying is the power of this little girl?

"Who else wants to drink new tea? I have here, old monk, do you want to drink it?"

The old **** Ziyan poured another cup of tea, raised it to face the crowd, and asked the old monk of the Thousand Buddha Temple specifically.

"Amitabha...Thank you for the kindness of the little donor. Lao Na, not thirsty."

Venerable Huiming hurriedly pushed back, twirling the Buddha beads, and said in his heart: "Old Na drinks other people's tea at most, but drinking your tea is terrible."

"Boom!"

The blood scattered people attacked the case, and said angrily: "People of the Three Gods, you are provoking our cult!"

The ruthless man sat calmly in the first place on the left, put the tea cup down, and whispered: "How are you doing?"

"Good! Good! Good! Let me see the inheritance of the Three Gods!"

The blood scattered people screamed and turned into a huge blood bat, and flew towards the ruthless person. The dense blood rose to the sky, and instantly filled the whole hall.

"Well, it's better than evil spirits and old ghosts, but it's nothing more than that."

Ruthlessly commented, the body remained motionless, only raised his hand and pressed it down.

Suddenly, an ancient hand broke through the blood mist and crushed the void. It was hundreds of feet in size. The palm of the palm flashed with visions of Buddha, gods and monsters, dragons, ghosts, etc., exuding an extremely heavy aura, and grabbed it boldly. The scarlet bat, as if the power of the whole world was pressed together.

The blood scattered people suddenly showed a panic, and said loudly: "The elder too, save me!!"

"stop!"

The sound of rushing thunder blasted in the void, as if hundreds of tigers were roaring, but it didn't let Ruthless people be shaken at all. The ancient big hand crushed Wuxi, and directly squeezed the blood loose people like a chicken.

"court death!!"

The sky shattered into an abyss, revealing a majestic old man in a black robe of Yama, who was clearly still far away, but projected his will directly, with a suffocating oppression, and wanted to smash the ruthless man's corpse. .

"This is the quasi-emperor of the Heavenly Cult!" Yu Xin whispered, her eyes flashing solemnly.

The ruthless person said indifferently: "Heh, I was waiting for me here. But what about the Emperor Zhun?"

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