Diary of the Female Emperor

it's over……

Everyone stared blankly at the center of the Martial Arts Square, at the stunning figure, and at the dead ancestor of Dongming who fell in a pool of blood, all fell into a sluggish state.

The fragmentation of the five-color sacred tree indicates that the life of the ancestor Dongming has come to an end. Even if there is an elixir of immortality, it will not return to the sky. This result, although everyone sees it, they still cannot believe it.

Those who have the deepest feeling here are Shi Wuhua, Shangguqin and other new authentic disciples, looking at the ruthless female emperor in the center of the square, with extremely complicated expressions.

Four years ago, they and Ruthless were still at the same level of Tianjiao, and they participated in the college competition together, and even went to the sacred capital to participate in the Zhongzhou Tianjiao battle. Today they are still insignificant juniors, but Ruthless has become the most shining star in the Eastern Wilderness, killing the ancestors of Dongming who have suppressed the Eastern Wilderness for thousands of years.

Many people are reminded of the college competition four years ago. Zhang Tian strongly suppressed the Ice Emperor and caused a sensation in the audience. He was predicted to be a figure comparable to the ancestor of Dongming. Who could have imagined that only four years later, at the same location, the ancestor of Dongming, who was said to be comparable to Zhang Tian, ​​was actually lost under the sword of Zhang Tian's daughter.

"father!!"

"Ancestor!!"

The people of Dongming Holy Land were all stupid and rushed crazy. As the most outstanding figure in Dongming Holy Land for nearly ten thousand years, the ancestor of Dongming had long been the faith and idol in the hearts of every disciple. Now all this has collapsed. .

"Ren Zhang, my Dongming Holy Land is not at odds with you!!"

The holy lord of Dongming yelled, his eyes were splitting.

The ruthless man whispered: "I said before that if I win, there will be no Dongming Holy Land in the world."

"what?"

Those Dongming disciples surrounding the corpse of Dongming ancestors all changed their faces and felt the bone-chilling cold.

In the next instant, countless blood splashes, Dou Da's head shot up into the sky, his face still has ferocious and gloomy birds, it is the Holy Lord of Dongming.

The Shuiyun Emperor Sword reflected the dazzling light, and Ruthless Man used her actions to verify his own words: If she wins, there will be no Dongming Holy Land in the world.

"Boom boom..."

Sword Qi was vertical and horizontal, a famous Dongming disciple was beheaded, and the blood filled the sky, killing all Dongming disciples with fear without a trace of fighting spirit.

"Spare! Please spare..."

Finally someone was frightened, retreated madly, flew on the ancient chariot pulled by the nine-headed beast, activated the restriction, and planned to escape into the void.

"Would it be so easy to leave."

Ruthless's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion, and the Great Void Technique was operating, and the surrounding space became as indestructible as a copper wall and iron wall in an instant.

Taking a step, the ruthless man appeared directly above the ancient chariot, and the three-foot blue silk danced wildly in the wind, reflecting her world-famous appearance and even more extraordinary beauty, deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the audience.

"Boom!"

The sword light suddenly disappeared, the ancient chariot was directly divided into two, all the disciples of Dongming were swallowed by Huangquan, and their souls were destroyed.

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..."

Some monks couldn't help swallowing saliva, and large drops of cold sweat came out from their foreheads, including those of the Saint Lord level, their expressions were extremely complicated.

If the ruthless man after the college competition four years ago was just a splendid arrogant, although he has a great future, he is still regarded as a junior, then the ruthless man after the First World War on Gudao Lake is a hegemon who can compare with the holy lord. The ancient sacred place treats each other respectfully.

But the ruthless man now stands alone on the top of the Eastern Desolation, and she should be treated with the courtesy of the desolate, but she is so young, too young to be ignored, and it feels like a dream.

Ruthless returned the sword in its sheath calmly, and her expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. In the image of reincarnation, sitting in Yaochi, fluttering in white, fighting against three thousand emperors alone, compared with that, this level of battle is really not even a small fight.

"Yes, the Eternal Sword Saint Physique has its own unique characteristics. In terms of its attack power, it can also be ranked in the forefront of many Eternal Saint Physiques. It is worthwhile for you to spend great perseverance in your cultivation."

Zhang Tian drank a glass and nodded with a chuckle, as if all this was expected.

Ruthless man bowed slightly and said: "My daughter has another request. I would like to ask my father to postpone the preaching for two more hours, and wait until my daughter goes to destroy the Holy Land of Dongming."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room took a breath, like falling into an ice cave.

Ruthless people may go to the Dongming Holy Land after hearing the message, and maybe give the other party some time to prepare, but if the present passes, I am afraid that the entire Dongming Holy Land will hardly be spared.

This overbearing and ruthlessness made the holy masters of all the great holy places tremble in their hearts, and the secret path will never be an enemy of this ruthless person in the future.

"Go ahead." Zhang Tian waved his hand and closed his eyes to calm himself.

One hundred thousand peaks, dozens of monks on the lotus pedestal looked at each other. The sacred land of Dongming, which has been standing for a million years in the Eastern Desolation, is about to usher in the most glorious moment in nearly one hundred thousand years. The result is annihilated in such a funny way. Sighing.

About an hour and a half later, the void rippled slightly, and the ruthless figure stepped out out of thin air. This application of the law of void made the half-step gods present feel ashamed.

Zhang Tian opened his eyes and said slowly: "Next, at the beginning of the preaching conference, this emperor will explain to you the mysteries of Lunhai Realm, Transcendent Realm, King Realm, Holy Realm, and Emperor Realm. It depends on your good fortune."

Ling Fanghua looked solemn and said, "Senior Zhang has great supernatural powers. She only clicked Frost and Snow once to make her cast a stigmatized sacred body. You must listen carefully. This kind of preaching opportunity will probably last a lifetime. Only this time, if you miss a moment, you will regret it for a lifetime."

"Yes." Everyone including Ling Shuangxue showed serious expressions.

Zhang Tian did what he wanted, starting from the initial condensed round sea, all kinds of proverbs on the great roads, easy to come by, make people feel holy.

As his words spread, the wind and thunder in the sky moved, and the sun and the moon were obscured by a dazzling divine brilliance. It seemed that countless fairies in colorful clothes flew across the sky, sprinkling large swaths of nine-color flower rain. .

Above the earth, countless golden lotuses gush out from the ground and turn into a golden sea. Sometimes springs rise to the sky, and the infinite shadows are mysterious, and the Sanskrit sound of Lingling Avenue is emitted.

At the same time, the Desolate Ancient Heavenly Court, the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom, the Zixiao Shrine, the Northern Demon Court, Buzhou Mountain, the Escape Immortal Palace, the Supreme Palace...Countless cosmic-level forces were shocked.

"The goddess scatters the flowers in nine colors, and the earth springs with three thousand lotuses in the golden spring... This is the language of the Taoist ancestor level. Who can preach at this time, and what is it?"

In the heavens and myriad worlds, the force of the tyrannical souls penetrated the mountains, seas and stars, collided in the sky, rivers and seas, and spared no effort to find the source of this vision. ,, ..

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