The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

The ghost, like a sea of ​​locusts, hiding the sky and covering the earth.

"Go away, go away!" Meng Hongying was extremely anxious.

I didn’t escape before, do you still want to escape now?

Looking at the mouth getting bigger and bigger, Meng Hongying felt like crying without tears. Just the ghost made herself helpless. What about the person who spoke just now?

Meng Hongying frantically wields his long whip, frantically urging the god holy light Akashi.

But there are too many ghosts.

The sky, billowing fortunes are tumbling, and more and more fortunes skyrocketing. In the sky, a sea of ​​luck gradually formed, and the weather was surging.

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In the distance, a flying boat stopped outside.

Feng Yinyang stood on the flying boat and said bitterly: "Li Canghai, he and the Feng Shui master of South Sect have used blood sacrifice together, so cruel heart, so cruel heart!"

"Meng Hongying?" Yan Chuan suddenly saw Meng Hongying who was surrounded by thousands of ghosts in the distance.

Zizi's cousin! Speaking of which, when Zi Zi was seriously injured, Meng Hongying was responsible, but because of Meng Hongying, Zi Zi was'saved'.

How is Zizi now?

"The emperor, shall we go?" Feng Yinyang looked towards Yan Chuan.

Feng Yinyang can naturally feel the terrifying aura at the burial copper coffin. Feng Yinyang understands that his group of people want to snatch the burial copper coffin, which is tantamount to moth flies into the flame.

In order to take Yan Chuan's face into consideration, he asked to leave.

Yan Chuan looks at the sky and the sea of ​​luck and clouds, which are still increasing.

"Moving the capital? Heavenly Dynasty, the luck of the country?" Yan Chuan expression moved.

"The emperor?"

"Feng Yinyang, I know what you think, but we can't go now, we are too close to us, we can't leave!" Yan Chuan shook Shook his head.

"Huh?"

"You don’t know what Heavenly Dynasty is, Heavenly Dynasty? Haha, once he transfers his capital, Heavenly Dynasty Divine Idol, within the million li, can I Wait for it to come back!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"million li?"

"South Sect is here, there are thousands of Earth Dragon veins? You point these tens of thousands of Dragon Vein, the dragon head at the place where the coffin is buried, With the angry dragon, he blocked the continued transfer of Qi Luck and put off his capital transfer, then we will leave again!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Yes!" Feng Yinyang answered.

Feng Yinyang quickly jumped off the flying boat.

And Yan Chuan also went straight inside.

"Moan!"

The god sword came out, escorting Yan Chuan, and headed towards the center.

"wū wū wū wū!"

Countless ghosts suddenly spotted Yan Chuan and quickly rushed towards Yan Chuan.

"weng!"

The God Sword trembled, and the vast white light suddenly spewed out. The ghosts passed by the white light were all horrified and inexplicable.

"Ahhhh!"

The ghost nearby was quickly purified in terror.

Meng Hongying, a fist sized god holy light clear stone, can already purify a large number of ghosts, let alone Yan Chuan, a god holy light clear stone condensed in mineral veins?

God's sword purifies all the way. Yan Chuan shot quickly towards the center of the Spirit Sea.

But there are too many ghosts, and they seem to have no wisdom, blindly coming straight to Yan Chuan.

Seeing that the ghosts are getting closer and closer, even if they have been purified countlessly, they will still succeed. Yan Chuan is about to be caught.

Yan Chuan is also close.

"Xiu!"

On Yan Chuan's left wrist, a long whip shot out suddenly, entangling the battered and exhausted Meng Hongying instantly.

Meng Hongying is struggling hard in the Spirit Sea. His legs are entangled by ghosts, and his waist is entangled, as if he is in a mire, impossible to move.

"no!" Meng Hongying was anxiously crying.

"Xiu!"

A green vine suddenly wrapped around his waist.

"en?"