The four big hands collided together, roaring and exploding.
Wen Qingcheng was also shaken and flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The four half-step transformation gods tried to catch her, but her cultivation level couldn't even withstand the aftermath. Fortunately, Ling Xiaofu had quick eyesight and quick hands, and was able to protect Wen Qingcheng.
The four half-step god transformations stared eagerly, sensing the oppression on the other three.
Gu Xifeng chuckled: "Three fellow Taoists, it's useless for us to argue. The Master of Destiny is very important to our Immortal Land, so why don't we stay in the Palace of the Emperor of Heaven?"
The eyes of the other three people flashed.
They understand that it is almost impossible to take away the Destiny Master here alone. No one has the absolute strength to overwhelm the other three and take away the Destiny Master. Moreover, as soon as the news of taking away the Destiny Master comes out,
It will become the target of public criticism among the powerful people in the entire fairyland.
On the contrary, the Temple of the Heavenly Emperor is the supreme temple promoted by the immortals and the earth. The so-called Emperor of Heaven has no real will and is just the embodiment of a sacred tree.
"Okay, then let's imprison her first. The destiny master cannot be born for no reason. We must investigate thoroughly and what she means by what she said." The scholar in Qingyi said in a serious voice.
He couldn't care less about the destiny master's words.
Although he still didn't believe that Qingluan could be the sister of the Emperor of Heaven.
But who made the name of Destiny Master so famous?
The four half-step gods took action, and the void was immediately sealed. Ling Xiaofu and Wen Qingcheng could not even move a finger.
Wen Qingcheng said calmly: "You can imprison me if you want, but you must release them two immediately, otherwise I won't say a word, and you will suffer a big disaster. Don't doubt what I say."
"What a little girl, you may be a destiny master, but you are just a golden elixir, and you dare to talk to us like this." The red-haired old man snorted coldly, and the pressure in the void seemed to be ten times greater.
Wen Qingcheng's face was pale, but her eyes were still calm. Surrounded by the divine light of the Avenue of Destiny, Wen Qingcheng seemed to have no human emotions and said indifferently: "I'll just say this, so I can do what I want."
The four people's eyelids twitched.
Unexpectedly, the four of them, the top legends in the Immortal Land, would be threatened by a young girl in person, but they really didn't dare to take it as a joke.
Who wouldn’t be frightened if the destiny master said that you are in great danger?
The four of them were at a loss for a while.
But at this moment, Wen Qingcheng's expression suddenly changed. She seemed to have seen something, and she hurriedly activated the Destiny Pearl. She kept moving her hands, and the divine lights of the avenues of destiny intertwined to form a chessboard of destiny.
Wen Qingcheng's face turned paler and paler, and then she spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained her chest red.
"Qingcheng, what's wrong with you? Are you these four bastards?" Ling Xiaofu was anxious.
Wen Qingcheng waved her hands and said in a trembling tone: "No, it's not them. I saw great misfortune coming. A great disaster is coming to the fairyland."
"Little girl, what did you say? Don't be alarmist." The four half-step gods frowned.
Wen Qingcheng didn't seem to hear their words at all, and still controlled the Destiny Pearl, trying to calculate it more clearly, but soon, the Destiny Pearl trembled violently, and she vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and her breath became weak.
Ling Xiaofu hurriedly supported her.
Wen Qingcheng raised her head and said with difficulty: "Quick, go and gather all the strong men. There is a big crisis in the Immortal Land."
"Little girl, you think carefully before you speak. If you lie to us, you will not be able to reap the rewards even if you are a destiny master." It was obviously impossible for the four of them to really mobilize all the powerful men in the fairyland just because of Wen Qingcheng's words.
"Go quickly! If you don't go, it will be too late." Wen Qingcheng was obviously suffering from backlash due to divination and was dying.
However, the four people still hesitated.
After all, what Wen Qingcheng said was unclear and involved too much.
But when the four people hesitated, the void of the universe outside the fairy land suddenly became violently distorted, and then the void suddenly collapsed, forming a huge wormhole passage, with the opening spreading outward in the shape of a trumpet.
A large number of stars and meteorite belts within the scope of this trumpet melted like ice cream, stretched and stretched, like various paints smeared on this wormhole.
The next moment, a strong spiritual light burst out from the wormhole, and then a huge treasure ship appeared instantly at the entrance of the wormhole, silently, as if it had broken through the barrier of time, going from extremely fast to extremely slow.
This treasure ship is extremely huge, almost the same as an asteroid. It is intertwined with extremely bright Dao patterns. It silently shuttles through space, heading towards the huge fairy land ahead.
A tall figure shrouded in divine light sat on a huge golden throne in the center of the treasure ship.
Although it is in human form, sitting there, it seems that the mountains are bigger and more dazzling than the sun. The laws in the void of the universe are thin. However, there are hundreds of thousands of miles around him, and the earth, fire, wind and water are flowing, as if it is a world of its own. Standing in it
The humans next to him were crawling at his feet, as small as ants.
A human returned respectfully from the starry sky and shouted: "Your Majesty the Star Lord, the Immortal Land has arrived, and we sensed the mark left by His Highness the Son of God in the void."
The figure in the divine light slowly raised his hand, and the void twisted and looked back, and images appeared one after another. It was the image of Yin Xianyu and others coming here from the starry sky.
"It seems that my disciple Xianyu will be buried here."
Boom!
The tall divine figure stood up from the golden throne, took one step forward, and came to the sky above the fairy land. His eyes were like the sun and moon, shooting out incomparable divine light, penetrating through the nine secluded places of the fairy land. After a moment, the tone of the tall figure moved.
Endless.
"What a piece of ancient fairy land. The entire wasteland star field was destroyed in the previous star field, but such a piece of fairy land can still be preserved. I feel the breath of ancient laws. Wonderful, wonderful!"
Lord Flame Horns came here just to avenge his beloved disciple.
However, after seeing the Immortal Land, he realized that he had found a treasure mountain. This kind of world containing ancient laws is not unheard of in the universe sea, but which one is not occupied by those eternal great religions and the Galaxy Holy Land, and it is not his at all.
The gods can get their hands on it.
However, he unexpectedly discovered a world where ancient laws were brewing in this abandoned land that had been poisoned by calamities.
It is true that what is lost is reaped in the east.
The fall of the Son of God is undoubtedly a loss that shakes the foundation of the Flame Horn Star Sect.
However, the significance of discovering a world containing ancient laws is more worthy of celebration than the death of a divine son, because the most important thing about becoming a god is to gather the power of the world.
If he can refine this piece of fairy land and integrate it into his own little world, then his little world will be completely transformed. If he can feel the ancient energy from the ancient fairy land, it may even allow him to step into the unpredictable world.
In the virtual realm, at that time, the mere Son of God was nothing.
