Your Majesty was moved. There was something in your heart but you couldn't say it out at the moment.

The blood-clothed sword god invited them to gather together, but he didn't join them to fight against the catastrophe?

The confident and domineering speech of the blood-clothed sword god lingered in his ears and could not be dissipated for a long time.

Many great lords felt ashamed.

Perhaps, it was their hesitation and self-preservation that chilled the blood-clothed sword god.

So why would the blood-clothed sword god abandon everyone and fight the catastrophe alone?

"The Blood-clothed Sword God..." the Yellow Ox Master gritted his teeth and said, "My strength is humble, but I am willing to go with you and face the great calamity together!"

He felt that he had lived for most of his life, and he had lived long enough. It was time for him to take action against the nightmare-like catastrophe and die in the ultimate splendor.

Qi Yuan glanced at Lord Yellow Ox: "You are too far away and can't reach the Central Heavenly Territory in three days, so don't come with me."

He said, scanning everyone present.

"You only need to return to each domain and announce to the world that the "Qi Yuan Elimination Tribulation" has begun. Don't worry about anything strange. As for the rest, I will take care of it." Qi Yuan said confidently.

He is no longer the young Qi-refining newbie who had to sneak out in the middle of the night to destroy the Black Mountain Sect; nor is he the Yuan Dan cultivator who had to destroy the Guangming Palace, post various posts to provoke war, and pretend to be a few vests.

He is ranked among the great cultivators of the Purple Mansion, and he can occupy the mountain as the king in the Canglan Realm, and claim the title of ancestor!

This time, he directly declared war and told Dajie that I, Qi Yuan, would come to kill you.

However, he went there in person and ended the catastrophe.

It's so simple and so casual!

"The Blood-clothed Sword God is so confident and has such a strong aura. He looks like a mighty person at first glance.

If you are so powerful, you will definitely have a different fate from other people who resisted the great calamity." The Hunqiong Master grinned at this time.

He is only a clone, his true body is not revealed, so he is very used to doing things.

If his voice were changed to a female voice, if he cooperated and became a female, with stars in his eyes, clenching his little fists, and shouting "Brother is awesome," the taste would be absolutely amazing.

Qi Yuan's eyes fell on the Great Master Hunqiong: "Why do you speak so yin-yang and strangely? Could it be that... you and my yin-yang forbidden are destined to be together, so you should be regarded as a piece of shit in the yin-yang forbidden!"

The smile in the eyes of Master Hunqiong solidified: "Everyone in the world says that the Blood-clothed Sword God is crazy and kills thousands, but it turns out he can understand what people say.

I just don’t know how sad and painful your parents, relatives and friends will be after your death."

"Hey, please, can the villain just cut off his head without insisting on talking so much?

Could it be that you are paid based on your lines?"

Qi Yuan said, without any hesitation, his big bloody hand grabbed the Hunqiong Master.

The expression on the face of the Hunqiong Master remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Are you in a hurry? You don't have the bearing of a strong man at all."

The Hunqiong Master fluttered his sleeves, as if he was not afraid of Qi Yuan's attack at all.

After all, he is just a projection of a clone, not worth mentioning.

As long as the consciousness is extinguished, he can return to his true form.

The Canglan Realm is so vast, and he is hiding in a corner. Even if the Blood-clothed Sword God turns the sky upside down and the earth turns upside down, he will not be able to find him.

However, when the blood-red palm pinched his entire body, his expression suddenly changed.

Strong warning surged out, and he felt like a baby, as if being held in the hands of a majestic god.

Everything about him seemed to be under the control of the man in blood in front of him.

"In Canglan Realm, as long as I take a look at any bad guy, he will not be able to escape my grasp.

Do you know what the value of Zifu Overhaul is?

Give me...die!"

In the big bloody hand, the blood boiled and boiled.

With a crisp crackling sound, the body of the Hunqiong Master was torn apart step by step.

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Because, his consciousness realized that it was not only this clone that was broken, but also his body!

His true body is clearly thousands of miles away, in an unfathomable place.

Among them, for Formation Rob, even if Shinhwa comes in person, he will not be able to pass through the formation in a short period of time.

But at this moment... how is it possible!

He looked at the man in the bloody robe with a horrified look on his face, a look of begging for mercy in his eyes, and a strong sense of confusion.

"How...how did you do that?"

His body was shattered, his consciousness also had cracks, and his blood and soul were shattered into pieces at this moment.

Qi Yuan squinted his eyes with a cold expression: "Is it possible that I hit people along the network cable just for talk?"

After destroying Guangming Palace, Qi Yuan followed the Internet cable to beat people.

Now, it's just a matter of retracing the previous path.

Is it useful to stay far away?

Back then, there was a disciple in Taihuang Palace who directly spoke cruel words to the upper realm, but wasn't he killed by a shadow of the sun from Qi Yuan?

As for the Hunqiong Great Master, there is no need to crush the phantom of the sun directly.

With Qi Yuan's current strength as a major cultivator in the Zi Mansion, to put it bluntly, besides the Great Tribulation, who else in the Canglan Realm can stop him?

The Great Lord Hunqiong fell and turned into a burst of blood mist.

This is an erasure from the level of the soul. Even if the Great Master can be reborn with blood, he will never be able to reappear in the human world.

When the other great masters saw this scene, their eyes also showed surprise.

The Great Lord Yellow Ox trembled and said: "The Great Lord Hunqiong...is dead?"

This death is not just the death of the clone, but also the death of the true body.

The other great masters were aware of this, but the Yinshen Master was not aware of it, thinking that the person who died was just the clone of the Hunqiong Master.

Qi Yuan clapped his hands, killing the Hunqiong Master was like squeezing an ant to death.

"Everyone, I'll leave you with the publicity matters." Qi Yuan's tone became relaxed and casual again.

The Yinshen Lord present all breathed a sigh of relief.

"We will vigorously promote "Qi Yuan Eliminates the Great Tribulation"."

"Within one day, half of the people in Canglan Realm will know about this plan!"

"Senior Blood-clothed Sword God, please be careful, the catastrophe... is not that easy to deal with.

Otherwise...the Canglan Realm would not still be like a pigsty after all these years!" An old man lamented, with strong longing in his eyes.

For monks like them, ascending to the upper world is almost a lifelong desire.

When I was in the lower realm, my hands and feet were tied up, and I couldn't get enough immortal spirit bodies to water my divine body. It was like living in a sewer.

"Well, no more nonsense, I have already written the promotional copy myself, you just need to copy and paste it and send it out.

I will implement your publicity plan, bye!

By the way, everyone has the responsibility to correct the culture of cultivating immortals in Canglan Realm, starting with me!"

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, his figure disappeared at this moment.

Only the Great Master and His Holiness were left in the room, looking confused, confused, and with mixed emotions.

"Is the Blood-clothed Sword God really good?"

"That is a great calamity...a calamity that even the Yang God cannot destroy!"

…

Central Heaven.

In the restaurant, the young man had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"There are still hundreds of years to go before the great catastrophe begins. The Canglan Realm actually declared war on the great catastrophe in advance. How dare they? Why don't they accumulate some strength!"

"Ah? War was declared? Why was war declared?" The female nun next to her also looked surprised.

The two of them came from the Star Li Realm.

The Xingli Realm, like the Canglan Realm, is one of the three thousand realms where Taihuang Palace fell to the lower realm.

The Xingli Realm is more powerful than the Canglan Realm.

Once upon a time, three Yang gods came out to fight against the catastrophe, but unfortunately... they were defeated miserably.

However, the monks in the Xingli Realm have always taken it as their duty to resist the great catastrophe.

Many monks even left their own world and went to other captive worlds to contact the strong and resist the catastrophe.

However, the results were minimal.
To be continued...