In Luo City, Zhen Qianzhou seemed to have seen it before.
He put away the chessboard and looked at Luo Qinglan.
When refining this chessboard, he personally tried it. Even when he was in the first realm of Hunyuan, he could only win or lose equally with the nine puppets.
You know, Qinglan has just reached the third level of Daluo! She has just made a breakthrough!
Zhen Qianzhou couldn't help but said: "As expected..."
Suddenly, a sharp look came to Zhen Qianzhou, causing Zhen Qianzhou to suddenly stop speaking.
Luo Fuxian glared at Zhen Qianzhou, she knelt down and gently wiped the dust from Luo Qinglan's face.
This is the dust of puppet annihilation, stained on Luo Qinglan's face.
"Lan'er is not angry, let your uncle refine it again." Luo Fuxian said with a smile, "When you practice well and have the power of a saint, beat your uncle yourself and treat it as a way to relieve your anger!"
These words made Zhen Qianzhou look like he was about to cry. Even if Qinglan was his niece, she wouldn't betray her brother like this, right?
Luo Qinglan nodded heavily, which made Zhen Qianzhou feel cold in her heart.
If this continues, it won't take long before he is really going to be held down and beaten by Luo Qinglan.
"Even if Lan'er is a genius and can cultivate to a level comparable to that of a saint, it will still take a thousand years, no, eight hundred years...five hundred years!?"
Zhen Qianzhou's face became even more ugly, and immediately he stepped away.
If Luo Qinglan was really pushed to the ground and beaten violently, where would his majestic saint's face be!?
Retreat!
Retreat!
If you don't become a Half-Emperor, you will never get out of the barrier. The great catastrophe is coming, and you must break through the Half-Emperor!
…
When Zhen Qianzhou left, Luo Qinglan burst into laughter.
"Uncle is so afraid of Lan'er!" There was a hint of pride in her eyes.
Luo Fuxian shook his head slightly, "Your uncle is just a big boy!"
Luo Qinglan nodded seriously, which made Luo Fuxian laugh, and lightly tapped Luo Qinglan's forehead, "You are as big as a kid!"
Luo Qinglan didn't take it seriously. She turned to look at Luo Fuxian, with a faint brilliance in her eyes.
"Mother, Lan'er should be very strong now, right?"
Luo Fuxian was startled, her expression changed slightly, and after several breaths, she said: "It's very strong!"
Even though he is a third-level Da Luo, he can defeat Hunyuan. How dare anyone say he is not strong!?
"Does Lan'er know who his father is? Who is Qin Xuan?" Luo Qinglan looked at Luo Fuxian expectantly.
Luo Fuxian was silent, her eyes looking at Luo Qinglan.
She gently held Luo Qinglan in her arms, "Lan'er, do you really want to know who your father is?"
Luo Qinglan nodded heavily, then pursed her lips and said, "They all said that I am a child without a father. Some people scolded Lan'er, scolded Lan'er..."
She never said the next few words, but Luo Fuxian probably knew them.
Her eyes were slightly cold, but she felt guilty.
This was what she brought to Luo Qinglan. Who else should be blamed? It was her mother who should be blamed.
Luo Fuxian hugged Lan'er and smiled slightly, "But Lan'er is not strong enough yet. One day, when Lan'er is strong enough, my mother will tell Lan'er who his father is..."
She paused slightly, forced a smile and said, "Who is Qin Xuan!"
Luo Qinglan said a little aggrievedly: "Mother is lying, mother is not going to tell Lan'er, right!?"
Her eyes were red and her eyes were full of mist.
Luo Fuxian said quickly: "How could mother lie to Lan'er? Mother will definitely tell Lan'er!"
She comforted her, but if there was confusion in her heart, she couldn't show it.
She could only say, "One day, Lan'er will see her father, but when she sees her father, Lan'er will
You must become stronger!"
"Is my father strong?" Luo Qinglan gradually calmed down and asked in a low voice, "Is he stronger than my mother? Stronger than my uncle and Luo Zu!?"
These words made Luo Fuxian silent. She raised her head slightly and looked at the vast sky above Luo City.
"Yes, Lan'er's father is very strong, stronger than Luo Zu and Lan'er's uncle!"
"Lan'er's father is one of the most powerful beings in the world, and also the most dazzling existence in the world!"
When Luo Qinglan heard this, the mist in her eyes disappeared, replaced by surprise, curiosity, and expectation.
"Father is so powerful!?" She was full of surprise and followed Luo Fuxian's gaze to the sky, "Is it more powerful and dazzling than the sun in the sky?"
Luo Fuxian smiled, but there was so much complexity, helplessness, and sadness in this smile, "Yes, Lan'er's father is more powerful and dazzling than the sun in the sky."
"So, Lan'er should practice hard. When you see your father one day, your father will definitely like Lan'er!"
Luo Qinglan simply looked at the sky, looking at the bright sun in the sky.
She nodded firmly, "Lan'er must practice hard!"
Her voice suddenly dropped again, "Go see father!"
Father!
Everyone else has it, but she has never seen it.
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At this moment, in the middle region, in a mountain forest, there are towering peaks all around. Some of the peaks seem to be broken, as if they have been blasted into nothingness, leaving only a section of the bottom of the mountain, and no mountains are visible.
And in this mountain forest, a palace stands quietly here, surrounded by many ancient creatures standing in the courtyard buildings, surrounding this palace.
But at this moment, the faces of many ancient creatures were full of shock.
The figure their eyes fell on above the sky was a young man, carrying a sword box on his back, standing in the sky.
"The Emperor of Two Lives!"
In the imperial palace, there was a faint voice rising slowly.
A woman walked out of the palace. This woman's white eyes were staring at the sky.
The white-eyed empress' eyes were solemn, and she spoke slowly, "You want to avenge your master!?"
Xu Ning stood on the sky. The next moment, there was an imperial sword in the sword box behind him.
This sword is like a sword made of water. Through this sword, you can see the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, as if they were invisible.
"Ou Xuan Tianchen has not been able to defeat this emperor's sword, but he has already cultivated his imperial body!"
Xu Ning spoke slowly. He looked at the White-Tonged Emperor, held his sword and saluted, "How can I have another sword in my life..."
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the white-eyed empress.
"Please ask the Great Emperor to rebuild his body!"
The sound fell, and the sword in Xu Ning's hand came out.
There was only one sword, which fell from the sky and fell into the world.
The eyes of the white-eyed empress were shocked. With all her imperial power in her hands, her fists were like breaking through the sky, and she stepped onto the imperial palace.
boom!
The next moment, the fairy land, mountains, and trees were divided into two.
A thirty-million-mile sword appeared in the world. Xu Ning held a sword and looked at the chopped-up imperial palace, including a strand of hair floating among the broken walls.
Everyone was in endless fear. Xu Ning only glanced at the Shattered Imperial Palace. The sword box behind him opened and a sword fell into it.
He turned around to leave, but at this moment, Xu Ning's eyes froze.
He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.
I saw a figure standing majestically in the sky.
Xu Ning's expression suddenly became dull at this moment.
He looked at that figure. On the face of Empress Zhanbaitong, which had not changed at all, a hint of anger appeared at this moment.
ecstasy.
Below, in the disbelieving gazes of the ancient creatures.
The two emperors who had just killed the emperor they surrendered to with one sword knelt down in the air and worshiped the white robe in the sky.
"Disciples have two lives!"
"Meet the Master!"
The eight characters left behind shocked the world.