Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

The defeat has become inevitable.

When the Yaozu really got serious, the defeat of Sizhu City was only a matter of time.

Eastern Region, Ezhou.

The place where the Dark Temple should belong, this is the base camp of the Dark Temple, and it is also the territories of the human race after three parts of the world. The tribe human races are crowded in one state and will not appear crowded.

It is not that there are not many human beings, but that too many people have died in this sudden battle.

Many warriors who didn't have time to escape became the blood food of monsters.

For several days, on the dome of the Dark Temple, there was always a figure looking at the distant Qingzhou.

When the three-way war ceased, only the small city of Qingzhou continued to break out of war.

The endless roar, and the heaven and earth visions of the falling of the king, are happening all the time in the distant horizon, and the fighting there has never stopped.

Because of the battle in Qingzhou, Zhongzhou has a lot of voices.

On the first day of the three-part world, almost everyone in the Ezhou warrior said that the people in Sizhu City were ignorant of current affairs, saying that they were looking for death by themselves and did not respect the decision of the Dark Temple.

After two days, there were fewer such voices, and some more different voices. In the mouth of this small group of people, the warriors of Sizhucheng became synonymous with unyielding.

After a few more days, the unyielding voice of the warrior increased.

At this time, there is still a small group of people talking about the ignorance of the current affairs in Sizhucheng.

But I don't know when, the last voice disappeared, the whole Ezhou was much quieter, and all the martial artists were silent.

Seeing the constant roar in the direction of Qingzhou and the shocking vision of the fall of Wang Jing, they felt that they seemed to have lost some important things.

The Eastern Region changed from silence to death. Everyone looked at the direction of Qingzhou, watching the roar that vibrated the Eastern Region continuously, and the constant appearance of falling visions.

From silence to death, the human race in Ezhou felt a depression in their chests, and those who were blocked were very uncomfortable.

...

Deep in the Dark Temple, the secret room where the Dark Lord once closed.

Hou Qian'er sat in the secret room, Hou Qian'er was silent and scary, sitting quietly on the futon.

"Squeak."

The door of the secret room was pushed open, and the Dark Lord walked in, but Hou Qian'er seemed to be unaware, only facing with her back, motionless.

"Apprentice."

The eyes of the Dark Lord were filled with compassion and love, and he came to the disciple who closed his eyes to practice.

Hou Qian'er opened her eyes, her pupils, I don't know when they changed, those eyes, like black holes, were spinning, full of silence.

"Disciple, what's wrong with you, don't scare Master." The Dark Lord was a little panicked.

"..."

"Disciple, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

The Dark Lord quickly put his hand on the disciple.

"boom."

An incomparably powerful force suddenly erupted from Hou Qian'er. This force appeared so suddenly and very powerfully that it shook the body of the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord was shocked.

Hou Qian'er got up and walked out.

"boom."

The pattern was densely covered, blocking Hou Qianer back.

She did not speak, turned around, sat down again calmly, closed her eyes, and sank into the state of cultivation again. With her back facing the Dark Lord, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The blood and tears were muddy, dripping on the ground.

"Apprentice."

The Dark Lord didn't see the blood and tears in the disciple's eyes. He just looked at her hand and her palm, almost corroded, and her expression was extremely solemn.

"Master."

Qian girl finally said: "You go."

You and you.

In the past, when Qianya talked to Master, she was always worthy of you. Today, she has become you from you.

The Dark Lord heard it, and his heart sank for no reason.

"..."

The Dark Lord was silent, and after a while, he finally turned and left.

Her apprentice has changed, maybe...he will never be that familiar apprentice again.

It was she who blocked her apprentice and didn't let her fight alongside her brother and former friends.

...

Ye Yusheng finally led people to the Eastern Region, and rushed to the Dark Temple at the fastest speed.

When he arrived at the Dark Temple, he put his heart in his stomach for no reason. Qianyao was the saint of the Dark Temple. It was nothing to say that she wanted to come and settle the small sect of Qingling Pavilion as the dark saint.

However, when he came to the Dark Temple, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

However, he didn't think much about it. He came to the foot of the mountain where the Dark Temple was located, stood in front of a Dark Temple disciple, and said softly: "In Xia Ye Yusheng, please see the Dark Saint Hou Qian'er."

"You want to see our saint, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the disciple's eyes suddenly condensed: "You said, who are you?"

"Ye Yusheng."

"Ye Yusheng? Ye Shaozuo? The saint's brother?" A hint of surprise appeared in the disciple's eyes.

"it's me."

"Really you?"

The disciples of the Dark Temple were overjoyed and said excitedly: "Quickly, go to Sizhu City, your friends and brothers are there, they are about to die."

"what?"

Ye Yusheng was shocked: "Why do you say that?"

The guard suddenly wiped his hand on his face, revealing a familiar female face.

"Tweety?"

Of course Ye Yusheng recognized this face, and Tweety was Qianya's personal maid and the person she trusted the most.

"it's me."

Tweety anxiously pulled Ye Yusheng aside, and said, "Ye Shaozuo, I was specially arranged by the saint to wait for you here. The saint is currently under house arrest. Sizhu City..."

Tweety recounted everything she knew from beginning to end, including the saint's mirror frame and the fierce battle in Sizhu City.

After Tweety finished speaking, Ye Yusheng's eyes blasted with a blast of murderous intent, and this murderous intent turned into a beam of light that shook the sky, rushing up into the sky, stirring up nine days of wind and cloud.

The situation was stirred, and the blood of the killing path washed away from the sky.

Countless people were attracted by this breath, subconsciously looking in the direction of the dark temple.

There are countless eyes in the dark temple looking towards the foot of the mountain.

"Tweety."

Ye Yusheng didn't seem to feel those scorching gazes. He pointed to Kuangyu and the Qingling Pavilion disciple behind him, and said, "Do me a favor and arrange a safe place for them."

"it is good."

Tweety agreed.

She can do this little thing without telling the saint.

"I will go with you."

Kuangyu stood up: "The Dark Temple, the overlord of the Eastern Region, I believe they will take care of the Qingling Pavilion. Except for the third request that is not a requirement, my life is yours."

"it is good."

Ye Yusheng patted Kuangyu's shoulder: "This way, maybe both of us will die, hey... but what about that? No matter which way you go, you still have to be somewhat **** after all."

"you're right."

"Well, let's go."

Ye Yusheng raised his head and looked at Qingzhou: "When I arrive in Qingzhou, I will introduce you to my brothers. Each of them is just like you. They are the most dazzling talents in the world."