Morosh has long coveted the wealth of the South China Sea, this guy is a bandit, he will never buy what he can rob, and he is also a master of the gods, and he also has a large number of requirements for the gods and gold, and intends to refine his own god treasures.

Therefore, the emperor calculated that if the god of the South Sea died, Morosh would definitely not be able to sit still, and no one would be able to stop him.

The only one who can stop him is the South China Sea Patriarch, the god.

Over the South China Sea, Morosh had just grabbed the South China Sea Yutai from the bottom of the sea, when suddenly the sky changed dramatically, and the whole sky suddenly darkened, with dark clouds and low and terrifying.

The sky cracked abruptly, and a wizened palm poked out of the air, enveloping thousands of miles, and grabbing Morosh.

"Bold maniac, dare to ransack my dojo, when I'm already dead?" a voice was like thunder, rolling and surging in mid-air, shaking countless people to the ground, falling from mid-air one after another, and falling into the sea with a poof.

Morosh was stunned, and said in a lost voice: "Old ghost of the South China Sea, you are not dead yet?" It is impossible, your jade platform fell into the sea, it is obvious that your magic weapon cannot sense your breath...... Fuck!"

He suddenly came to his senses and roared angrily: "Who is plotting against Lao Tzu?"

Rumble!

The big wizened hand spread its five fingers and covered Morosh in the palm of his hand, Morosh roared angrily, waved the five-colored giant hammer and frantically greeted it, dangdang, a loud noise came, smashing into the big hand, but the palm only trembled slightly, but did not pause at all, and had already endured all his attacks.

Countless Dao Dao burst out from this palm, intertwined and twisted, turning into countless chains. and bound Morosh strongly. Five fingers fall. Transformed into a huge cage, he carried Morosh to the bottom of the sea.

Whoop -

The jade platform of the South China Sea rose into the air again, rose from the bottom of the sea, and stayed in mid-air.

The god of the South Sea suppressed Morosh with a single palm, and Morosh roared and struggled in the cage under the sea, but he could not break free from the chains that the Tao had turned into, only to hear an indifferent and old voice in the air. Said: "Thinking that you are about to become a god, I have difficulties in the Xuanming Metaverse, you are still useful, let you have a way to live first." The death penalty can be avoided, the living sin cannot be escaped, and when the catastrophe comes, I will let you go. ”

"Old ghost of the South China Sea, I was wrong, I shouldn't have a crooked mind about your dojo!"

Morosh roared in a loud voice, "It's just that someone is plotting against me." I thought you were dead, so I was going to ransack your dojo!

The palm of that hand has been withdrawn. The voice was gone.

In the Xuantian Holy Sect, Jiang Nan felt a chill in his heart, glanced at the Emperor Ancestor, and felt that the Emperor Ancestor had become extremely terrifying at this moment.

The longevity of the patriarch of the South China Sea is about to end, it is a well-known thing, almost everyone knows about it, many people are waiting for this god to die, and many people are worried about the shocking wealth of the South China Sea.

However, if the patriarch of the South China Sea does not die, no one will dare to move. In history, there have been famous parties who had crooked thoughts about the South China Sea, but they were directly wiped out from the world by the patriarch of the South China Sea.

This time, the emperor played a small trick to suppress the jade platform of the South China Sea, and pressed this jade platform into the sea, making people mistakenly think that the ancestor of the South China Sea had died, and drove the crane to the west to lure Morosh out to loot the wealth of the South China Sea.

Morosh is one of the three peerless powerhouses in the world, and others can't help the South China Sea, but he can do it easily.

But what he absolutely didn't expect was that the ancestor of the South China Sea was still alive at the moment, and the emperor just played a small trick to suppress him, the strongest opponent!

Among the Holy Sects, Jiang Nan and Xi Yingqing were silent, they had already guessed the emperor's means before the emperor made a move, but they couldn't warn Morosh, they could only watch Morosh being suppressed by the South China Sea Patriarch.

Throughout, the Emperor did not find anyone to join forces, nor did he whisper to ask for help, and he did as he said, and it was easy for him to deal with Morosh.

Morosh has gone, and Xi Yingqing's alliance with him has been broken, and since then, only Xi Yingqing has been left to face the Emperor Ancestor alone.

"The father-in-law is resourceful, and the son-in-law admires it. Xi Yingqing sighed.

"Gambit is resourcefulness, strength is strength. ”

The Emperor Ancestor smiled and said: "Yingqing, I can't wait too long, you'd better choose a good day and take the initiative to find me and challenge me." You take the initiative to challenge, after I kill you, I still won't bear the infamy of killing my fellow Daoists, and after you die, others will say that you are not self-sufficient, and even your father-in-law wants to kill, my Taixuan Holy Sect is still the right path in the world, and it is natural for me to annex your Xuantian Holy Sect. ”

"I hope you don't keep me waiting too long. He smiled happily.

Jiang Nan said astringently: "Emperor Ancestor, now is the autumn of troubled times, the Guangwu Era is coming, and the demon god in the sun, Yinglong Dashi Lu Realm also wants to invade, why can't you wait for a while and eradicate the enemy first?"

"If you go outside, you must first settle inside. ”

The Emperor Ancestor smiled slightly, got up and floated away, and said with a smile: "What's more, whether other people are dead or alive, what does it have to do with me? I just want to become a god." ”

Jiang Nanmu saw him leave, turned his head to look at Xi Yingqing, he now completely understood why Xi Yingqing wanted to tell him to pass on the throne to him, and asked him to ensure that the Xuantian Holy Sect was immortal.

The emperor is really terrifying, his mind is already terrifying to an inhuman state, and he has no weaknesses, but on the contrary, Xi Yingqing has a weakness.

Everyone in the Xuantian Holy Sect is Xi Yingqing's weakness, the life and death of the Xuantian Holy Sect is also his weakness, his wife, his son, and even more his weakness.

His feelings became his fetters, preventing him from returning to the realm of innocence.

But the emperor doesn't have these, as long as he needs to, he can even kill his daughter Mu Wanqing, and his grandson can also kill him, just to hit Xi Yingqing.

His words before leaving, he did not mention the threat, but if Xi Yingqing did not do what he said, Mu Wanqing and their children were afraid that they would die.

He didn't have the slightest idea how to deal with such a strong man who had no weaknesses or flaws.

The emperor is even more terrifying than some of the gods and demons he encountered, and his mood is invincible!

If you are an enemy of such a peerless powerhouse, you will even be suppressed by him to collapse!

Jiangnan finally understands now. How much pressure Xi Yingqing has to bear.

"Zichuan. Get out of here. I need to be still. ”

Xi Yingqing's expression was blank, and he suddenly smiled reluctantly, and said, "As the next head of the sect, your pressure in the future will be even greater than mine." ”

Jiang Nanran was silent, took out hundreds of millions of catties of demon spirit liquid and handed it to Xi Yingqing, got up and walked out of the main hall, he looked back. I saw that Xi Yingqing was much haggard than before, and his figure was a little thin.

"Boss, don't you die......"

"I'd rather you become another emperor......"

In the main hall, Xi Yingqing sat silently for a long time, sighed, quietly got up and came to the Pure Yang Palace, stretched out his hand, and the secret realm opened.

He walked into this secret realm and stood in front of a stone cliff for a long time without moving, and the stone cliff was engraved with the Xuandu Forgetful Book that he and Jiang Nan performed together. The Emperor's Mind.

To practice or not to cultivate?

If he cultivates, he will become the same as the emperor. He no longer has any affection for anyone or anything, his wife, his son, his brothers and sisters, his teachers, and everything he has no place in his heart, and those whom he used to care about will become tools in his heart, tools that can be used, and if he pays a certain price, he will not mind their life or death.

In that case, Xi Yingqing will no longer be Xi Yingqing, but another emperor.

If he doesn't cultivate, his state of mind has been broken, he can't be innocent, he is no longer invincible, and in the face of the Emperor Ancestor, the odds of victory are really not great, and it can be said that he will definitely die.

After his death, Jiang Nan may not be able to take on the heavy task of revitalizing the Holy Sect, he can imagine how much pressure Jiangnan will face, dozens of holy lands are eyeing up, and the Taixuan Holy Sect is annexed.

This is a vast catastrophe, a catastrophe of annihilation, and the 300,000-year inheritance of the Holy Sect will no longer exist!

"Do you want to abandon all emotions and become another emperor?"

He thought of Mu Wanqing's figure, thought of the infant child, and thought of the vivid figures of the Xuantian Holy Sect, and his eyes unconsciously showed a little hesitation.

Immediately, the situation of the year appeared in front of his eyes, the kind old man asked him to kneel, accept the position of the Xuantian Holy Sect in charge, smiled and stroked his head, and said to him I want to go out for a trip to fight for the Holy Sect for a hundred years.

Then the old man never returned, and only the news of his death came.

The look in Xi Yingqing's eyes gradually settled down and became like dead wood.

"The Emperor Ancestor has left me for a period of time, and this time is my chance to turn defeat into victory!"

He closed the secret realm and sat down in the secret realm, and in front of him was the mountain cliff, on which was engraved the Xuandu Forgetfulness Heavenly Book.

Jiang Nan sat alone on the roof of the Leader Peak Cuiyun Palace, the wind was blowing, the clothes were hunting, the emperor broke the game, Xi Yingqing fell into the game, and in the face of a terrifying opponent like the emperor, the probability of Xi Yingqing's death was extremely high.

"And to break the situation, the only way to break the situation is to rescue Big Brother Moro and let the Emperor Ancestor throw a mouse trap and fall into a stalemate again!"

Jiang Nan's eyes flashed, his clothes shook suddenly, he got up and floated away, and went straight to the South China Sea.

At this moment, the South China Sea has already been full of corpses, the settlement of Yutai, the death of the ancestor of the South China Sea, and the looting of the wealth of the South China Sea, as if it was just a farce, a farce secretly directed by the emperor and the ancestor.

But the tragic deaths of tens of thousands of monks show that this farce is not fun.

Jiangnan Jing came to the bottom of the sea, and the sea water parted automatically where it passed, and when he came to the place where Morosh was suppressed, he saw a huge cage sunk on the bottom of the sea, and Morosh was covered with chains formed by the Tao, and his limbs were spread out and trapped in the cage.

The cage was also formed by the Tao Rule, in the shape of five fingers, and imprisoned Morosh here.

"Brother, you've come to see me......"

Morosh raised his head, anger welled up in his eyes, and he roared angrily: "Someone is plotting against me, most likely it is the emperor's servant, it must be that he secretly suppressed the South China Sea Yutai, so I was fooled!"

Jiang Nan let out a low snort, unfolded the Demon Bell Overlord Body, took out eight geomagnetic axes with eight arms on three sides, stepped forward, and said, "Brother Moro, don't worry, I'll save you here!"

"Never, this cage is not made of divine gold, but the mana of the old ghost of the South China Sea, and it will shatter you if you touch it!"

Morosh was surprisingly calm and said: "This god is not an ordinary god, his strength is terrifying, even if the emperor comes, he can't break through this cage." ”

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