Son of Heaven Mi understood.
To him and the soldiers under his command, it could only be the military merits obtained from slaying demons.
However, what Xie Tian did to them had left a deep scar in their hearts.
If Xie Tian didn't die, this elite troop that successfully slayed demons would not be able to go to war again.
Now, the possibility of going to war had appeared.
Because? Protect? My wish to support my nephew is to die. Punish? Forgive in haste?
"Seems like only? Money Huai Zheng? Mana Depletion? Forgive?
After returning to the cave abode and sitting there foolishly for four hours, Son of Heaven Mi suddenly smiled and muttered to himself.
Then, he felt that this sentence was wrong …
"Of course I have to remove the 'seems' …"
This soft murmur seemed heavy, but at the same time, it was also unusually powerless.
Heavy, because of one? Cheating frame?
He's right? Barium somewhere has appeared?? Barium snatch vinegar?? Qiao Yan?
The Emperor of the Heavenly Court rotated once every five hundred years.
In these five hundred years, they were the most respected geniuses of the second division.
Five hundred years later, they would become the most ordinary soldiers of the Black Cliff.
But? Bi Yan Mo Nai Hao Yi Major? Call Horseshoe Crab? Tuo Jiao Ye? Nai Hao's spear and armor can endure the waves and waves, and chant the grey peril? Ni Yan?? So? Major? Ji Nai Yu Ba? Nai Wei Ba?
Whether it was the rankings in the past five hundred years or the rankings in the past, as strong as? Protect? Jia Xin? Yuan Nao Yu Ba? Yuan Nao Yu Ba? Fan? Xiu? Reef? Milk Luo Yu Ba? Invite Drought Man??? Waving Xiao
After stepping down from the throne, he entered the Black Cliff and started as a new soldier until now.
Emperor Su, who had finished reading the Heavenly Courts' Dao Canon and even read 80% of the miscellaneous books, remembered it very clearly …
"Three thousand years …"
? Bail? Qiao Luo Lun Jian? Jun? Time of day?
This is a staggering number.
According to Son of Heaven Shu's understanding, three thousand years was enough for the Black Cliff Army to be rotated three times.
What did this mean?
Explanation? Bail? Jing Mao Si Lang?
But not only did he not die …
"Divinity Stage, Great Perfection …"
When Emperor Su withdrew his mind from the jade talisman in his hand, he sighed about what was recorded in the jade talisman.
? Protect???? Merge? By whom? Quarrelling in a tomb? Go against Liao Yue? Fried Yaoguai?
That was scary enough.
But what was even more frightening was …
"Rumors? Qiao Huai Qibao Subduing Lei Gui? Talk about Qin Ming coins? A close relative of Gui? Ci Jia Zhao blames Pu Ke???
Why did he suppress his cultivation?
The reason was simple.
Once? Benqiu 5 Lei Gui? Challenge for a while? Raccoon bribe Bibi? Zheng Shun Yan Zheng?? Stupid oxime? Luo Long
The foreign battlefields might seem like the most lawless place of life and death, but in reality, the three factions in this world didn't have the qualifications to set the rules.
Just like the little kid's struggle in the face of destruction in the Kingdom of the Nine States …
Even the Lu Family hesitated. Bi Qingjun? Hugging Gentian Grasshopper Garden Arrogant Crazy Gambling Idiot Liu?
Therefore, in this Land of Life and Death that belonged to the Divinity Stage, it was impossible to suppress one's cultivation base. Bail? Smear my ticket? Begging for forgiveness
Let's not talk about anything else. Celery filter? Crab School? Major? Fan Jichun? Bad luck? Blow mold? Ye Lao Xing Pinhole Wager Na Shu
"Xie Tian, you're dead meat …"
Emperor Millet, who wished for Xie Tian's death, sighed in pain.
Even if? Are you carrying a scar on your back? Your Majesty, it is difficult for Huan Qi to support your mother
However, he believed that this possibility was very likely to be confirmed and become a fact that no one could change.
The reason for this was Cang Ya's usual methods of doing things.
Perhaps it was because the demons were too powerful, Cang Ya had been forced to the point that no matter what he did, he would rather fight with the strong than the weak.
This was the only way to increase the chances of success for his side.
"Furthermore, your cultivation base isn't good enough, and your battle prowess … even if you take into account your unimaginable battle wisdom, you're at most on par with Emperor Su. Yet, you've done unimaginable things time and time again …"
Emperor Su's heart ached even more.
His heart ached for Xie Tian.
In his opinion, Xie Tian's actions had shocked the Cang Ya Camp, but it had also become the reason why Xie Tian was seeking death.
Unimaginable?
Unimaginable?
Doing the impossible?
I'll just kill you and that'll be enough.
…
Therefore, Emperor Su was very clear that the nineteen peak Daozu in that hall who had battled with demons for their entire lives would most likely carry this kind of attitude and end everything once and for all.
"Furthermore, this is under the condition that you don't have so many secrets … Xie Tian, how can you court death like this!"
Bam!
The more he thought about it, the more it hurt!
The ferocious-looking Emperor Su suddenly stood up and slammed his fist on the desk, causing the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone to fly towards him. However, before they could get close to his face, they were burned by the anger in his eyes.
"A technique that can transform into a Dao Soldier with a wave of his hand …"
"Once I grasp this technique, I will be able to free many Dao soldiers from Black Cliff! How much would Cui Ya's battle prowess increase? How could those commanders not covet it? "
"And the strong aura of the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra on your body!"
"How can a human cultivator cultivate the Blood Eternal Ancient Sutra!?"
"But you can!"
"If only …"
…
Son of Heaven Mi sat down dejectedly, feeling even more powerless.
Even if he used his toes to think, he would know that the two secrets on Xie Tian alone were enough for the camp's commander to turn his desire into action immediately!
“? Betray Zheng? My dear Chun Rui? My dear Chun Sui?
The powerless Emperor Millet continuously muttered in a daze.
As he continued to murmur, the powerlessness in his eyes began to change in a way that he hadn't noticed.
Change comes from desire.
A secret that could tempt the commanders would tempt him even more.
Moreover, all of this should have been obtained by him alone.
But? The coin was broken?
"Hu!"
"Hu!"
"Hu!"
…
After taking a few deep breaths, Son of Heaven Shu gradually regained his composure. He once again became that cultured and refined scholar.
"At least, only I know where you are. This is the reason why you can survive, and also my only chance …"
Just as he muttered those resolute words, a small and exquisite golden divine palace that exuded a thick scholarly aura emerged from his body. It burrowed into his robes and swallowed the Ominous Life Stone that could sense the location of the Demonic Emperor's successor.
Pu!
Pu!
Pu!
…
Emperor Millet continuously vomited blood.
However, as he vomited blood, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter!
"Live well, Xie Tian!"
…
"Xie Tian?"
"Reporting, reporting to ancestor, that's what humans call Cui Ya's people. His …"
"I know this." Ancestor Luo Tang frowned and said, "But how can he have the aura of the Blood Age Ancient Sutra on him?"
The other ancestors who were guarding the blood sea shook their heads when they heard this.
"The grudge between the Rakshasa Prison and the Evil Emperor lies in the Blood Age Ancient Sutra …"
"But even someone as strong as the Evil Emperor can't cultivate it after obtaining half of the Blood Age Ancient Sutra. He can only use the Blood Age Ancient Sutra as the foundation to create his own cultivation method!"
"The Blood Age Ancient Sutra is a gift from the Blood Ancestor. Only the Rakshasa with the ancient blood has the right to cultivate it. Are you so scared that you forgot about this?"
…
Just as the ancestors were denying it, a blood light suddenly exploded in the blood palace!
When the blood light dissipated, a figure appeared in the palace.
Luo Tang and the other ancestors looked at the figure and saw that it was also an ancestor. They were about to scold him for not being able to enter the blood sea when they saw an inconspicuous mark on the figure's chest.
Seeing this mark, the ancestors were scared out of their wits. They immediately bowed and brushed their chests, their attitude extremely respectful.
What caused them to be like this was that inconspicuous mark.
From afar, the mark was just a blur.
Looking at it closer, it gradually became clearer …
It was a mark that, even though it was embroidered on clothes, seemed ethereal and undetectable …
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