Seeing that the sword energy was about to hit Chu Huairou, Zhao Qingzhu let out a loud roar, and then suddenly drew back the sword. Because the force was too fast, when he pulled back, the violent sword energy rebounded back silently, causing him to gush out a mouthful of blood.
out.
He doesn't blame a few people for being soft-hearted. He knows very well that if Tianchu wants to gain a foothold in Beidou Continent and even reach the top, the process must be extremely difficult. And in this process, he cannot tolerate any soft-heartedness. Because, now
Almost all the warriors in Beidou Continent regard him as Zhao Qingzhu. For no other reason than that he has the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King in his body.
Now that he has decided to let Tianchu establish a foothold in Beidou Continent, he has to start from now on.
But asking Bai Xiaoxiao to give up Baijia and join Heavenly Execution is indeed a bit difficult.
Letting the blood flow from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Qingzhu turned to look at Bai Xiaoxiao and said in a deep voice: "Little guy, I can let you leave the territory of the demon tree now, but you will never be able to get out of this place of death alone."
As Zhao Qingzhu's words fell, the branch that trapped Bai Xiaoxiao disappeared silently. The huge sickle that was swept away by the branch during the previous battle also fell from the sky at this moment and fell at her feet.
Looking at the sickle that fell at his feet, Bai Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, but finally bent down and grabbed it in his hand.
After grabbing the sickle in his hand, Bai Xiaoxiao raised his head and looked at Zhao Qingzhu.
I have long heard that a Zhao Qingzhu has come to this continent. He is the successor of the Great Evil King's fighting spirit. He holds the giant scissors of Emperor Wu and attracts warriors from all over the world to attack him. In the end, he was defeated by the sword demon and fled without a trace. More than half a year has passed. This man has attracted warriors from all over the world.
An almost crazy guy actually appeared in the depths of this wilderness.
Not as three-headed and six-armed as imagined, not as evil as imagined.
Although it's a little evil, it's not as exaggerated as the rumors say.
For a moment, she began to wonder, would this man who inherited the battle spirit of the Great Evil King really kill the world like the Great Evil King did thousands of years ago?
"Let's go!"
Seeing the demon tree let go of Bai Xiaoxiao, Zhao Qingzhu looked up at the demon tree again, then turned and walked out.
Da Chongjiu followed up in silence. Everyone didn't understand what Zhao Qingzhu had done just a moment ago, but how could he not understand. The deal between Zhao Qingzhu and Bai Xiaoxiao didn't really mean that Bai Xiaoxiao gave up Baijia and joined the company he had just established.
Heavenly Punishment. But in this dead end, no one can retreat alone. If you want to survive in this dead end, you must twist together these scattered forces.
After taking a few steps, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned to face the demon tree.
"Although I am not the king you talk about...but I promise you that as long as I find the location of the seal, I will set you free!"
The demon tree didn't make any sound, and its lush branches swayed in the wind, as if in response to Zhao Qingzhu's words.
Bai Xiaoxiao didn't go out immediately. Of course, it wasn't that she didn't want to leave, but this sudden twist made her not know where to go. This death zone is too big and full of crises. She can't guarantee that she will be killed next time.
You can still have such good luck when you are sleepy.
As if she knew what Bai Xiaoxiao was thinking, Chu Huairou glanced at Zhao Qingzhu who was walking out, then walked slowly to the foot of the mountain bag and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, let's go with sister!"
When the confused Bai Xiaoxiao heard this, he glanced at Zhao Qingzhu timidly and responded obediently, "Okay."
"Let's go!"
Chu Huairou smiled and pulled her down.
"What are you still waiting for?"
Zhao Qingzhu, who had already walked out of the demon tree, suddenly turned around and looked at Hua Fei, Mo Yan and others who were still standing at the exit of the passage, and asked fiercely: "If you don't want to go, go back along the passage!"
It was the first time that Concubine Hua, who saw such a fierce Zhao Qingzhu, stuck out her tongue, winked at Mo Yan and said, "So bossy."
"Still domineering."
"Even more of a bastard." Huang Yupiao took over and said hehe, "He actually bullied Xiaoxiao."
Hearing what the three people said, Mo Qing shook his head, then looked back at the big hole dug by the army of rats...
He wanted to take one look and leave, but when he turned around to look, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and then he exclaimed, "Not good."
Hearing his exclamation, everyone turned and looked towards the passage.
I saw that the passage dug out by the army of rats disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared! The disappearance of the passage meant that their way back was blocked.
"this…"
Looking at the disappearing passage, Zhao Qingzhu's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, just let Dongdong lead his army of rats to dig out a passage when we come back."
"king…"
The demon tree's voice suddenly sounded in his heart, and it seemed a little urgent, "They found you coming, leave quickly!"
"Them? For whom?"
"They are the ones who sealed the entire cemetery of gods and demons."
Before Zhao Qingzhu could react, Yaoshu's voice sounded again, "Let's go, let's go quickly. You are no match for them now, let's go..."
At the same time, in an underground palace in the most terrifying cemetery of gods and demons deep in the wilderness, an old man wearing a sacred robe and holding a staff of divine punishment appeared from the sky, and then slowly walked towards the large dragon chair at the top of the palace.
The palace is fifty feet wide and is supported by twelve white stone pillars standing on both sides and ten feet high. On each stone pillar, a mythical beast with fangs and claws is carved. In the middle of the stone pillars is a passage that leads directly to the dragon chair directly above the palace. Under the stone pillars on both sides, twelve young men holding Fangtian painted halberds stood quietly.
The old man in the sacred robe slowly walked to the dragon chair and sat down. His cold eyes swept across the twelve stone pillars, and a cold voice that was completely inconsistent with the sacred robe he wore resounded throughout the underground palace. .
"He's coming..."
Three simple words, but they made the twelve young men present tremble slightly. It was not because they were trembling because of his arrival, but because they were not aware of his arrival.
"You don't know?"
The cold voice then sounded, "Not only do you not know, but you also don't know that he has rescued the Red Lotus Saint. You even don't know that the Red Lotus Saint has launched an attack on the Tongtian Dao."
The old man spoke softly and calmly, but it was like thunder on the ground. Twelve young men holding Fangtian painted halberds were so frightened that they knelt down neatly on one knee, speechless.
Looking at the twelve young men kneeling neatly, the old man said without any emotion in his eyes: "You guys, commit suicide and apologize!"
Hearing this, the twelve men raised their heads almost at the same time.
Then, without any hesitation, the twelve people threw Fang Tian's painted halberds into the sky. After drawing arcs in the sky, Fang Tian's painted halberds flashed down and stabbed towards their masters.
Seeing that twelve young men were about to be splattered with blood, the closed palace door suddenly opened, and then a white shadow flashed over.
White shadows flashed past, and all the falling Fang Tian painted halberds stopped in mid-air less than an inch away from their master.
At the same time, a handsome man in white clothes with fluttering white clothes and long hair and thick eyebrows showed his masculinity in front of the old man.
"Wutian."
Looking at the man who appeared from the sky, the old man frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?"
Wutian was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man without blinking, and asked, "I should ask you this."
"Presumptuous," the old man stood up and said sternly: "This is the meaning of Tongtian Dao. They should die if they neglect their duties!"
"Don't scare me with the Tao of Heaven."
Wutian took a step back and said in a deep voice: "I only know that they are my people, and whoever wants to kill them is my enemy."
"You..." the old man was furious, pointed at Wutian and shouted: "Do you want to disobey God's will?"
"Haha, God's will?" Wutian raised his head and laughed twice, then pointed at his chest and said word by word: "Wutian, this is my name."
Before the old man could react, Wutian suddenly disappeared and turned into an arc that silently passed through the old man's body.
"Well…"
The old man groaned, and then staggered forward two steps. Before he could stand firm, Wutian appeared and jumped on his head. He stood upside down and pressed his palm firmly on the old man's head. A violent wave The energy burst out accordingly.
"ah…"
Wutian pressed down with his big hand, and the old man screamed uncontrollably. But his screams stopped abruptly as soon as they rose, and then there was a loud bang.
In the loud noise, the old man's whole body was shattered, and a soul floated out.
How could Wutian let his soul escape? As soon as he grabbed it with his big hand, the soul was caught in his hand.
After grabbing the soul in his hand, Wutian floated down to the dragon chair and sat down majestically.
"The person who killed me?"
After sitting down, he held the soul in front of his eyes and said coldly and without any emotion: "Even if it is a god, it is not allowed."
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the soul shattered like a porcelain bowl and turned into little starlight, illuminating the palace even brighter.
After completely killing the old man, Wutian turned his attention to the twelve men who had stood up, and said lightly: "Do you think those old guys in Tongtian Dao will see me killing their envoy?"
"Won't."
"Haha, of course they can't see it, because they are not real gods."
"Since they are not real gods, this continent cannot be controlled by them." Wutian stood up slowly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and said: "This continent can only be controlled by me."
"Young Master, if the Lord God knows about it, I'm afraid..."
"No problem!"
Wutian waved his hand and looked up at the palace door he opened in front of him. "In the past ten thousand years, he has always died before awakening. It's so boring. I really want to see if he can really turn over after awakening." This place has gone against the grain!"
As Wu Tian's voice fell, the huge palace suddenly became as silent as death.
After a while, Wutian stood up suddenly and said with a gloomy face: "Damn it, who is it?"
The twelve young men obviously did not understand his sudden question, and they all looked at him blankly.
"It's him, he can't!"
Wutian frowned slightly, looked ahead without blinking, and said, "Why is he here too?"
"Walk!"
Before the twelve men could react, Wutian suddenly shouted loudly, then turned into a white arc and disappeared outside the gate.
Seeing this, the twelve men grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberds that were parked on their heads and fled out of the underground palace one by one!