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"Otherwise, after another 10,000 years, without the help of the people in the Three Realms, we will be purified by the air flow outside this universe. ”

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone present burst out with a thick fierce light and cold air.

"Go get ready. ”

Qu Lingfeng didn't say anything more, and with a faint word, the figures under the thrones all got up and saluted him respectfully, and then they all turned into a touch of light and shadow, swaying and disappearing.

The patriarchs of the thirty-six ancient families also got up one after another, and suddenly rose into the air, bringing a monstrous spiritual power frenzy.

In just a few breaths, this giant hall was empty, and the giant hero Qu Lingfeng slowly raised his head, his eyes burning with spiritual fire, looking at the direction where the Three Realms were located, and his eyes were full of endless fanaticism and madness.

"My lord, when you return, it will be the day when this vast expanse will prostrate at your feet!"

"When the time comes, I will ignite the seeds of fate in the bodies of countless beings in these Three Realms, so that they will slowly die in fear, and pay the price of blood for sealing you for ten thousand years. ”

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Northwest of the human world, Moxiang Pavilion.

The lush towering ancient trees, as well as the medicinal fields with flowers of various colors on that side, swayed slowly in the breeze, releasing a majestic and pure aura, which directly condensed into a spiritual mist, making the entire Moxiang Pavilion within a radius of dozens of miles become fresh and ethereal.

On the square in front of the central hall, young figures, sitting in line, holding brushes one by one, waving slowly, one after another strong or weak brushstrokes, drifting wantonly in the wind in the square, between their swallowing and spitting, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, their own cultivation is also constantly improving.

Farther away, there are figures flickering and cheering, which is a martial arts arena.

Today's Moxiang Pavilion is no longer the same as before, with the support of the growing Five States Alliance and Chen Changhe, it is full of vitality again, and even that kind of lively and prosperous is already comparable to those Heavenly Gate Sects.

Farther away in the line of sight, there was a towering mountain peak, and above the peak, a figure, with a face like a crown of jade, and eyes like a meteor, leisurely looked at the dense crowd of cultivators in the cultivation square.

This figure is none other than Huiming's father, Chen Changhe.

In the days when Huiming left the human world, he also stayed in the painting sect created by his son.

In the past two years, this Moxiang Pavilion, which was originally sparsely populated, has gradually grown in the hands of him and Dongfang Ruoling, although the biggest reason is that he has transferred all the masters of the Danqing Realm to personally teach these Moxiang Pavilion disciples the cultivation of the painting path, but, no matter what, this famous Danqing Holy Hand in the Three Realms also has some indescribable sense of achievement.

After all, he never imagined that the owner of this Moxiang Pavilion, the ancient painting elixir that was soaked in the blood of him and Dongfang Ruoling, would actually rise against the sky and become a super giant who dominates the human continent, crosses the heavenly realm, and enters the heavenly realm to seek happiness for all beings.

After a long period of psychological struggle, his heart has completely accepted this son at this moment, and has been looking forward to his safe return.

However, recently, he faintly felt that in the distant sky, there was a huge danger, slowly approaching, although he couldn't tell what it was, but he knew that he who had really cultivated to be in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, the judgment of the sixth sense could never be wrong.

"Child, I hope you are well, don't support yourself if you have difficulties, there is me!"

He muttered.

Just when he was looking at the starry sky, he suddenly found that there was some commotion faintly among the cultivators in the distance, and then, he saw a beautiful figure, like a leisurely stroll, slowly shuttling by, attracting all the eyes of heaven and earth.

The figure, dressed in a white dress, the skirt fluttered gently in the wind, revealing dignity, outlining the charming curves, and the delicate pretty face, also with a faint smile, looking at this cultivation sect painted by his own children.

All the cultivators were secretly looking at this elegant and noble figure, and sometimes that clear gaze just swept over, making them all blush, and they didn't dare to look directly.

It is as if the eyes touch it, it is a blasphemy.

And those young girls are longing, the clear and beautiful in front of them, and the solemn and noble women, so that they are ashamed of themselves at the same time, but also let them have a strong yearning, they hope that in the next few decades, they can also have a temperament like her.

Elegant, beautiful, but dignified and dignified.

This figure seemed to walk leisurely, and as she went away, the nostalgic gaze was reluctantly withdrawn.

Chen Changhe smiled slightly, looking at this elegant and noble shadow, he couldn't help but admire slightly in his heart: "Now that hundreds of years have passed, you are still as beautiful and stunning as ever." ”

"Brother Changhe, Huiming's Moxiang Pavilion, now with the support of your father, is also developing better and better. ”

Dongfang Ruoling walked slowly to the top of the mountain, stood beside him, Qian Qiansu put her hand in front of her, looked at this huge Moxian Pavilion, Ying Ying smiled, and said slowly.

Chen Changhe nodded, and then said with a serious face: "Isn't this all about laying the foundation for the crystallization of our love." ”

When Dongfang Ruoling heard this, his pretty face suddenly turned red, and he glanced at him shyly: "It's so old, and it's still so shapeless." ”

Dongfang Ruoling, who has always been elegant and cold, was blushed by Chen Changhe's sudden words, although the two have been in love for hundreds of years, only they know that the real life of husband and wife is still in the days of Moxiang Pavilion.

Dongfang Ruoling smiled gently, and the beauty of this smile made the heavens and the earth change color.

"Brother Changhe, do you know what my greatest happiness is? not as a saintess of the Demon Realm, nor as a supreme heroine who became a leader in the Three Realms back then, but under the guidance of Lingxu, I met you. ”

At this moment, the sky is high and the earth is wide, the breeze is blowing, and the soft voice from the side also makes Chen Changhe, the Danqing Emperor, feel as if he was hit by something, and a warm emotion flows in the veins of his limbs.

Chen Changhe slowly turned his face sideways, looked at the delicate and beautiful face, and then looked up at the vast sky again, and suddenly smiled.

There is so much beauty around him, and it is worth guarding him.

Therefore, how could he allow these to be destroyed by those hidden dangers outside the firmament, even if he was broken bones, he had to protect them to the end.