NFBE Chapter 126 The Supreme God Who Died Tragically Without Returning from the Tribulation 1
Chapter 126 The Supreme God Who Died Tragically Without Returning from the Tribulation 1
A breeze blew by, and Jiuli, who was sitting under the magnificent and dreamy blue and purple yinghua sacred tree, opened her eyes. In front of her was a brilliant sunset cloud, an isolated island hanging in the air, and surrounded by rich spiritual energy. It was obviously not a low-level small world.
"Master, this is the middle world that is about to be upgraded. Please digest the memory first. I will go and talk to Tiandao." Ling Ling turned into white light and rushed into the sky to determine how far he could go.
He tapped the desktop with his fingertips, receiving memories, with a strong sense of ridicule in his eyes. The girl of destiny? A stitched monster?
Now is before the battle between gods and demons begins. Will she perish soon? But other gods can be reborn? And become someone else's golden finger? Is he kidding her? ? ?
The two little balls on the clouds looked extremely funny facing each other, and flew back with the bargained spoils Lingling.
"Master, it's fine as long as you don't destroy the main structure. As for the rest, you have to pay extra!" Humph, if the money is not enough, then there is no way. "I'll give you the plot."
Emperor Yuan Qing died in the battle between gods and demons. A thousand years later, a little flower fairy with a similar appearance was born in the Heavenly Palace, and a conflict ensued.
Later on, he even had the merit of saving the world. Without a Taoist temple, he took away the Jiuxiao Palace on Mount Hua, which was once owned by Emperor Yuanqing. The sword spirit did not recognize its master and destroyed the sword spirit, but that will not happen now!
After failing in the tribulation and being cast into the dust, who would remember the efforts they had made? They were slandered as evil!
"Everything has a cause and an effect. How can you get promoted just like this?" He sneered.
"This is an apology. It knows it's wrong." Patted his head.
"Who is he who wants the Jiuxiao Palace on Mount Huashan?" It doesn't matter. There will be a chance to take action in the future.
"The ancient god Bai Ze who has not yet appeared in the world." The more I look at this, the more it looks like the owner's luck has been taken away? ? ?
"Got it," she raised her eyebrows. Ancient God Bai Ze? She didn't have any memory of him. It seemed that he was from the past? Dead? ?
He closed his eyes and familiarized himself with his own strength. On the table next to him was an extremely delicate dagger that looked like a work of art.
The scabbard was a translucent glazed color, dazzlingly beautiful, carved with patterns of prosperity and decay. Even when it was never drawn out it exuded a terrifying murderous aura, telling of the wind and rain it had experienced.
It was also her companion sword, so how could it be easily manipulated by others? On the hilt was a beautiful purple flower-shaped beaded string.
Lingling turned into a little white ball and lay on the table. The new clothes it bought were really nice-looking and beautiful.
"Your Highness, the Emperor of Heaven invites you," he came on a cloud and fell on the edge of a cliff. Has their Highness's cultivation level broken through again? ? !
"Well," he opened his eyes and put away the dagger, "This is my new pet. Don't let anyone bump into it."
"It's your highness." A white ball? It's a step to heaven.
"Lead the way," she walked forward and stopped, "take the cloud chariot," when did she become a member of the Heavenly Palace?
"Why did Your Highness think of using the Cloud Chariot today? It should have been done a long time ago. Your Highness is not from his Heavenly Palace. He can't summon him when he wants and send him away when he wants." How can this bunch of losers have the nerve to do this?
He walked away in a hurry, but after a moment he stopped in a dreamy purple carriage with auspicious cloud patterns, pearl necklaces and golden bells.
The carriage was pulled by two rare auspicious purple-gold divine deer. They were extremely fast, with thick and strong antlers, and were extremely rare.
There were pavilions and towers on the carriage. A purple-gold divine deer flew across the sky, stepping on cloud-like flames. Everyone got out of the way.
"Is that the purple-gold cloud chariot and the golden bell carriage? Doesn't that prince usually use this thing?" It really is the pomp of a God.
"I heard that the last time the Medicine King asked for the blood of the Purple Gold Divine Deer to refine medicine, he lost a lot of good things." What a pity that it's not his!
"Except for the Father God's son, the God of Music, Tanyue, and the Lord of Fire, Fengluo, there are few who can compare to this prince. It is said that this prince is the reincarnation of some ancient god. How can he compare to him?"
"Isn't there an emperor above the Heavenly Lord? Emperor Xian'an?"
Watching the cloud chariot leave, it left behind a long trail of purple light.
No one dared to stop the cloud chariot as it passed through the South Gate of Heaven. It stopped at the Cangqiong Palace where the Emperor of Heaven lived, and people slowly got off the cloud chariot.
"Greetings, His Highness Yuan Qing," they all said in unison.
"No thanks." He walked towards the hall.
When she stood up, all I could see was the blue-purple skirt sliding across the ground, and her arms were draped with a long shawl of the same color, shining brightly.
"Greetings, His Highness Yuan Qing," they all stood up to greet him.
Sitting on the first seat was the Emperor Xian'an, the retired emperor of the Heavenly Palace, who was both a god and a demon. He wore black clothes and had white hair, and was cruel and ruthless.
The left is the most respected in the Heavenly Palace. The Emperor of Heaven sits next to Xian'an, the donor sits in the first position on the right, and the Phoenix sits in the second position on the lower left.
"No, I'm late. I don't know where we were talking about."
A light figure appeared in his seat in an instant and sat down. The Heavenly Emperor subconsciously glanced at Emperor Xian'an, and everyone sat down.
"Why are you looking at me?" He leaned lazily on the backrest, without even blinking, but looked in the direction of Jiuli.
Her aura has grown stronger. It seems that she will become the next deity soon. Being openly called the Emperor, she is indeed worthy of being the reincarnation of an ancient god.
"The demon world is constantly provoking us," the Heavenly Monarch said calmly in a long speech, "a war is inevitable."
The composition of the Heavenly Palace is very strange. Not everyone listens to the Heavenly Sovereign. Except for the tribes under the Heavenly Sovereign's name, all others have their own masters.
They prefer to listen to their own master rather than the Emperor of Heaven, which leads to the Emperor of Heaven asking others for advice when encountering problems.
"I have calculated that a catastrophe will occur in a thousand years. This time, Tanyue will lead the Four Seas and Celestial Tribes to take action."
After a long argument, Xian An made the final decision and looked at Jiuli, wondering if this was different from usual. He pinched his fingers but couldn't figure out anything.
All that could be seen was the tassel hairpin made of northern cold jade swaying on her head, her aura heavy and solid.
"Just do as the Emperor says," this was exactly what he wanted. As soon as he saw his layout on the battlefield, a fierce and ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
Always feel that someone is plotting against you? Tan Yue narrowed his eyes? His name, Buddha nature, does not represent his Buddha nature! Touching the inconspicuous pearl on his waist, he looked around.
"That's all. I'm tired. The rest will be decided by the Heavenly King." Xian An concealed the dark color in his eyes and left first.
"I still have things to deal with in the palace. Bye." Jiuli said this without sincerity and stood up and left.
"Farewell to the Emperor, farewell to His Highness," he stood up and said respectfully.
The strictness and clear hierarchy of the heavenly rules were revealed at once. No matter how long he practiced, it was still the law of the jungle!
After everyone left, Tianjun raised his feet and sat on the seat of Emperor Xian'an, with a look of madness on his face, haha!
Sooner or later, he will get rid of the four mountains on his head, and kill the men and leave the women to be his concubines! He will not let down that beautiful face. In a few days, he will strike back and let these guys know that he is not easy to mess with!
With that thought in mind, he stood up and turned into a ball of silver light, disappearing into the Sky Palace and going to the Queen's place. Only at this moment could he experience the feeling of being the master, and his expression became more determined.
"I don't need an emperor above my head," Yinshen said.