Chapter 3147 Humph!

Bright world.

Outside the Hall of Light, a million troops of the Protoss gathered, their armor shone with golden light, the Great Sword of War Ge exudes endless sharpness, the battle flag fluttered, and the murderous aura was fierce!

The three god emperors entered the hall.

Above the main hall, the Lord of the Bright Realm sits in the middle, with a majestic expression, his eyes open and close, revealing a splendid brilliance, which makes people dare not look at each other!

"World Lord, the army has been assembled, and you can leave at any time to go to the Heavenly Desolate Realm to kill the dark sinful spirits!"

A god emperor said in a deep voice.

"Let's go first."

The Lord of Light suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

The three god emperors frowned slightly, and one of them asked, "World Lord, why is this?"

The Master of the Bright Realm pointed to the sky and said, "I just received a reply from the Emperor Fengtian, asking the Protoss to stay put and wait for the news from Heaven."

Heaven!

The three god emperors froze when they heard the words.

A god emperor was astonished and said, "Has this incident alarmed the heavenly court?"

"Not at all."

The bright world master explained: "Fengtian world should be prepared to take this opportunity to stand up, and there will be people in heaven. At that time, it will not be a small world to deal with."

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A hundred years is too short for many creatures in the Middle Thousand World.

Many living beings are in retreat at every turn for thousands of years, thousands of years.

Hundred years, but in a short time.

But for the Heavenly Desolate Realm, a hundred years is enough to produce earth-shaking changes!

There is Su Zimo's 12th-grade good fortune Qinglian sitting in the center of the town, and there are four major spiritual roots located in the four directions, madly absorbing and plundering the heaven and earth vitality that is scattered in the middle thousand world.

Fortune Qinglian can even steal a lot of strong vitality from Heavenly Court!

This has made the Heavenly Desolate Realm change with each passing day in just a hundred years, and the vicissitudes of life!

In addition to the Heavenly Desolate Sect, many large and small forces have also been established on this land, including Qiankun Academy, Warring States, and Fengxueling...

Under the promotion of Linglong Immortal King, Xuanji Palace was established in Tianhuang Realm. Chess fairy Junyu once followed Su Zimo and others to become the first palace master of Xuanji Palace.

Although Jun Yu has never worshipped Linglong Immortal King as a teacher, he has inherited and comprehended Taoism the most.

And Xuanji Palace's first storyteller in the upper realm was none other than Lin Xuanji.

The existence of storytellers is extremely special in the Xuanji Palace, and bears the responsibility of 'making a statement'.

The so-called Liyan is to record the history, continue the merits, inherit the civilization, and inherit the Dao.

On the Desolate Continent, the tragic days of the human race in the ancient times were dark and dark, and the emperors of the ancient times rose together. Everything was recorded by the Xuanji Palace and spread all over the world by storytellers.

At this time, Lin Xuanji was still the most mysterious tenth elder of Qiankun Academy.

However, for Lin Xuanji, he still likes the identity of storyteller the most.

With his temperament, he couldn't be idle at all, so he wanted to pull people to talk.

During his days at Qiankun Academy, he almost kept him insane!

On this day, Lin Zhan and others came to the Tianhuang Hall, found Su Zimo, and suggested: "Zimo, a hundred years have passed, and the Tianhuang world has stabilized and is beginning to take shape. I suggest that you might as well invite some interface owners. Come as a guest."

"On the one hand, it is also a relationship with these interfaces."

"On the other hand, people like the Lord of the Sword World, the two World Lords of the Kunpeng World, the Lord of the Dragon World and others also came forward to help us back then. This invitation is also a thank you."

Su Zimo pondered a little, nodded and said, "Alright."

Back then, he had promised Yunzhu that a new interface was established, so he invited her to visit, and he just took this opportunity to ask Yunzhu to come and have a look.

Most of the interfaces in the Three Thousand Worlds, Su Zimo has no friendship.

Most of the old people he knew are now in the Heavenly Desolation Realm.

Su Zimo thought for a while, wrote down a few invitation letters, left a teleportation rune outside, and finally tossed it to the Sword Realm, Dragon Realm, Flower Realm, Heaven Realm, Blood Ape Realm, and Kunpeng Realm.

These invitations turned into streaks of light, disappeared into the void, and disappeared.

At this moment, Su Zimo felt something in his heart, and felt that there was a huge fluctuation of power in the east of Tianhuangjie!

Someone broke through and is hitting the cave!

There is the direction of Qiankun Academy.

Su Zimo bid farewell to everyone and came to the sky above Qiankun Academy. With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw on top of a mountain, Mo Qing closed his eyes, and Dao Guo appeared in front of him, constantly accumulating strength, preparing to penetrate the void. .

Her slender fingers, like white jade paintbrushes, danced gently in mid-air, leaving wonderful traces one after another.

The Dao and Dharma revealed by these traces are constantly integrated into Dao Fruit.

Her breath, with the increase in the power of Daoguo, keeps rising!

Su Zimo did not leave, but stayed here to protect Mo Qing.

Around the top of this mountain, there are still many academy cultivators.

After seeing Su Zimo appear, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xuanji has not been in the academy all the year round, and Xuan old is too old to be able to take action.

Mo Qing slammed into the sky, and no one in the academy could help her.

If something really happened, everyone would be helpless.

"The World Lord is here, don't worry."

Seeing Su Zimo appear, Yang Ruoxu slightly cupped his hands and chuckled.

Su Zimo also nodded.

For some reason, Mo Qing, whose breakthrough was going smoothly, seemed to have heard something, and the aura in his body suddenly became extremely unstable and chaotic.

Continue, there is even a risk of going crazy!

"Um?"

Su Zimo frowned slightly, not in a hurry.

How could this happen suddenly?

It was fine just now.

At this moment, Mo Qing suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Su Zimo.

On that elegant and beautiful face, there was a touch of extremely complex emotions, like anger, resentment, anger and shame.

Mo Qing is fascinated by the way of painting, and his mood is always peaceful, like a fairy in a painting that is not stained with red dust, he has never had such an expression.

At this moment, she is like a fairy who has been banished from the mortal world, and those eyes are full of resentment and affection, and they seem to be moving like never before!

With Su Zimo's state of mind, he was slightly lost.

But when he saw that Mo Qing was in a bad state, he didn't have time to think about it. He hurriedly transmitted a sound from his divine sense and recited a Buddhist scripture: "Everything with action is like a dream bubble, like dew and like electricity, so it should be viewed like this!"

"Senior Sister Mo Qing, don't have any distractions, guard the Lingtai!"

This verse is indeed useful. What's more, Su Zimo used the method of the Buddhist sound field, like a blow to the head, and instantly made Mo Qing sober.

Mo Qing took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, but his expression was still a little complicated.

After a while, her breath gradually stabilized.

"It's all your fault!"

At this moment, the ice butterfly ran to Su Zimo and said angrily, "If you don't come, she won't have an accident!"

What has it got to do with me?

Su Zimo felt inexplicable, just as he was about to speak, Mo Qing's resentful face and resentful eyes flashed again in his mind.

Su Zimo frowned secretly.

Seeing that no one noticed him, he quietly took out the painting Moqing had given him from the storage bag, and slowly unfolded it.

Seeing the person in the painting, Su Zimo was stunned.

This man has black hair and purple robes, and holds a silver mask in his hand. It seems that he has just taken it off.

The face of the person in the painting is exactly the same as his appearance!

Mo Qing already knew!

The inscription of this painting does not have Mo Qing's name.

Only one word.

snort!