The Nine Great Immortal Veins have arrived. Mo Yan's Qing Emperor is not there, but even if the Qing Emperor is here, how can he defeat them?
How terrifying are the nine immortal veins? Together, they are enough to sweep the world of cultivation.
If there are hundreds of Mahayana supreme beings and above, and the masters of the nine immortal veins, if they are able to invite immortals, at least twenty or more knocking immortals will come down to earth.
This is enough power to sweep across the world of cultivation and crush the stars.
In front of the Qingdi Hall, a group of people stood quietly.
Compared to the nine masters of the Immortal Veins, the hundreds of Immortal Vein Supremes above the Mahayana level are too small compared to the vast Divine State.
Jun Wushuang was the leader, and she looked at the nine immortal veins quietly.
"Nine Great Immortal Veins, it seems that you are all ready to destroy the Qingdi Palace!?"
There was no trace of panic in the faint voice, he was calm, calm and unmoving.
It seemed that even the Nine Immortal Veins were not enough to make Jun Wushuang panic.
Her expression was as calm as ever, and there was no hint of panic in her delicate face and eyes that were as still as water.
The Lord of Shenyao Mountain's eyes narrowed slightly. This was his first real meeting with Jun Wushuang.
According to legend, this Zhenwu Immortal Lord was once the wife of Qing Emperor, with whom he had a son, Qin Hao.
He once thought about what kind of person could be the wife of the Qing Emperor, but now that he saw her, he indeed lived up to his reputation as the Qing Emperor.
Looking at the entire starry sky, how many people can be so calm while facing the nine great immortal veins?
He never made a sound, but Jun Wushuang's voice came faintly, "Xian Luan and Xian Yuan survived the tribulation and became the Immortal Queen. It seems that the current Lord of Shenshao Mountain is indeed much bolder than them!"
"If it were them, I don't think they would have had the courage."
The indifferent words made the Lord of the God Shake Mountain seem to have a chill in his pupils.
"Zhenwu Immortal Lord, are you able to call your master and master uncle by their names?"
"You are too presumptuous. You think you have the Qingdi Palace at your back, so you dare to do whatever you want here!?"
"Who do you think you are? You're just a girl with a bone age of 400 years. Now that the Qing Emperor's life or death is uncertain, you still dare to talk so wildly!"
The Lord of Shenyao Mountain smiled softly, and said with utmost contempt: "You should be the bold one, you are about to die without knowing it!"
His words no longer concealed his murderous intent. The Immortal Vein Supremes behind them immediately fell silent. All the Immortal Vein Supremes revealed their magic weapons at this moment.
In China, the other eight masters of the Immortal Veins frowned slightly.
"Are you a little too anxious!?"
"Master Shenyao Mountain is too impatient, but that's fine, it's just like a mantis trying to use a chariot, and talking too much is of no use!"
"The Qing Emperor hasn't appeared yet. It's been three years. Life or death should be decided. The Immortal Owl Demon Lord won't bully us!"
"Get ready to take action. Some of these people have mastered immortal weapons and the Immortal Technique of Knocking on the Court. They should not be underestimated!"
"It is said that in the Qing Emperor's Palace and the four heavenly courts, there are many inheritances of the Immortal Technique left by the Qing Emperor. The opportunity is also a crisis!"
The masters of the Eight Great Immortal Veins stood up slowly. They looked towards the Qingdi Palace, and suddenly, the starry sky shook violently.
Huge whirlpools emerged one after another, as if penetrating the starry sky. All around the whirlpools were large formations, as if they were some kind of teleportation formation.
In three years, the Nine Great Immortals had this intention, but how could they not make preparations.
"That's... the teleportation array!"
"Along with the teleportation formation of the Nine Immortal Veins, aren't it just these hundred supreme beings who are here?"
"hiss!"
Those who were secretly watching and coveting could not help but feel huge shocks when they saw this scene.
Even Mo Qinglian and others' pupils shrank suddenly.
The teleportation formation, together with the nine immortal veins, these nine immortal veins are actually so cautious.
"They have already calculated that Xiaoxuan is still alive.
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"They are bound to win this battle!"
He Yun spoke slowly, not only was there no fear on her face, but there was a faint smile on her face.
"Is it Immortal Vein? I don't know what to do!"
She entered the world of cultivation and obtained the inheritance of the Immortal, and later obtained many secret techniques and supernatural powers in the Qingdi Palace.
She has already reached the peak of Mahayana, but she has never really shown her true power in the world of cultivation.
At the beginning, Mo Qinglian was beyond the edge. She only showed a part of it, but she had already surpassed Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang.
What's more, almost two hundred years later.
In her hand, there was a divine whip like a dragon, lingering around her graceful figure.
Fighting against the Buddha, with the immortal stick in front of him, the Demon King Chiyou...
Everyone also refined the magic weapon and stared at it.
I saw treasures slowly flying out from the huge whirlpool, including even semi-immortal weapons.
Mahayana, Hedao, Returning to the Void, each whirlpool, there are millions of powerful people approaching.
They took their respective treasures, even half-immortal weapons, and slowly descended on the continent, overlooking the Qingdi Palace.
Nine million creatures, nine great immortal veins, nine million creatures were here, as if the heaven and earth were shattered, the stars were trembling, and even its pressure made Mo Qinglian and others feel like they were facing the Tianshan Mountains.
The monk in white clothes has a pair of fierce eyes, which have gradually turned into gold, and they seem to contain an endless sea of Buddha.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddha's name slowly sounded, spreading among the nine million living beings.
"The millions of disciples of Shenyao Mountain, please see Emperor Qing!"
The semi-immortal weapon of China and the nine magic weapons are vastly present in this starry sky and on the continent.
There was even a vast sound, and millions of disciples shouted together, sweeping through the Qingdi Hall.
"Millions of disciples from the Palace of Revolving Life, please see Emperor Qing!"
Immediately afterwards, there was another sound like rolling thunder, shaking the continent with cracks appearing.
"The millions of disciples of Yuhua Immortal Palace, please meet Qingdi!"
"Millions of disciples in the Nine Phoenix Immortal Realm, please see Emperor Qing!"
"Millions of disciples from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Immortals, please see Emperor Qing!"
"Millions of disciples of Guiyi Dharma, please see Emperor Qing!"
"The millions of disciples of the Lingxian Sect, please see Emperor Qing!"
"The millions of disciples of the Taixuan Holy Sect, please see Emperor Qing!"
"Millions of disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, please see Emperor Qing!"
The nine great immortal veins, nearly ten million living beings, at this moment, their sound is like tearing apart the Qing Emperor Palace and the four great heavens.
It overwhelms this continent and covers the sky, earth and stars.
Mo Yan, Jun Wushuang and others, and those onlookers, seemed dumbfounded at this moment.
Nine Immortal Veins, tens of millions of creatures, they have never seen such power before.
How dazzling, how oppressive!?
While everyone was shocked, suddenly, the void cracked.
This was not the work of the Nine Immortal Veins, but it was within the expectations of the Nine Immortal Veins.
Faintly, there was a dragon's roar, and from it, a decayed dragon head was revealed.
Then, a blue dragon flew out from the crack. Each blue dragon was about ten thousand feet long, and there were ten thousand of them.
Ten thousand green dragons came from the Dragon Nest and descended in front of the Qing Emperor Hall.
In this starry sky, the power of the dragon is as powerful as the sky, sweeping over everything.
Facing these nine immortal veins, the dragon clan's Qinglong lineage, nearly ten million living beings.
Mo Qinglian and others' faces no longer looked strange at this moment.
Then, neon clothes danced lightly, and blood hair moved with the wind.
A figure took a step forward from the group of people.
"please
Qing Emperor’s first sight!?”
"joke!"
A very sarcastic smile appeared on Mo Qinglian's lips, and suddenly, a bloody sword came into her hand.
She stood with a sword in hand, her figure wrapped in neon clothes, and her blood-blooded hair was as arrogant as the Tao.
"Qingdi Palace, under the Demon Court, the red-clothed Demon Lord, Mo Qinglian is here!"
"Hey, who's going to fight!?"
The burning murderous intention is like blood staining the starry sky.
There are nine great immortal veins in the face, one vein of Qinglong, and nearly ten million living beings.
Don't retreat, don't avoid...
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