The audience was inexplicably in silence like death.

Then, the breathing of the crowd changed from stagnation to rapid, from slight to heavy.

"Emperor...Emperor--!!!" Finally, someone couldn't help but scream.

"It's the Emperor of the Jiyu! The Emperor of the Jiyu is here to save us!!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

Di Mingjue walked straight to Jingyuan without caring about everyone's crying and crying.

Before Di Mingjue could speak, Jingyuan quickly bowed and said, "I have seen the Emperor! In such a dangerous moment, the Emperor came to save the people regardless of himself. I would like to thank the Emperor for his kindness and righteousness for his kindness."

Di Mingjue turned the ring between his fingers and said lightly: "You are polite! Please tell me about the situation when the pillar of heaven collapsed."

"I am unshirkable!"

After listening to Jingyuan's narrative.

Di Mingjue raised his hand, and a weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword or a sword appeared in his palm.

At first, this weapon cannot tell what color it is or what shape it is.

It was not until it extended to about three feet in length that it slowly turned into a blue and translucent sword.

Jingyuan took several steps back because of the appearance of this weapon.

When he realized what Di Mingjue was going to do, he couldn't help but feel surprised: "Dijun, are you planning to repair the pillar of heaven?"

"Otherwise, what are I doing here?"

"There are four hearts in the sky. The Emperor may not be able to repair the four hearts at the same time. There are many ghouls around the cracks. The Emperor may be worried about his life..."

Jingyuan stopped halfway through his words.

Because from Di Mingjue's cold expression, he realized.

How could the Emperor not understand these principles?

He just didn't care about his life than repairing the pillar of heaven and saving thousands of creatures.

"Amitabha!" Jingyuan said softly.

A faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and the whole person seemed to be nurtured in the holy light of Buddhism, compassionate and holy.

"Since the Emperor has made this decision, I will not persuade you."

"But please allow me to go with you to repair the pillar of heaven."

While speaking, Jingyuan gently tapped the golden bowl in his palm with his fingers.

I saw the golden bowl flying high and landing on the top of a hill.

The golden bowl of the formless golden bowl is the core of the formless formation. If he takes it away, the barrier here will disappear.

Jingyuan was determined to accompany Di Mingjue to repair the pillar of heaven. This was very dangerous, and the golden bowl was his greatest reliance.

But now that he has lost the golden bowl, he has no reluctance on his face.

With his hand raised, the golden red cassock turned into a red silk and held it in his hand, and he smiled and said, "Emperor, please!"

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The Continent of Cultivation and Linglong Island.

The blue sky once seemed to be stained with blood at this time.

From time to time, you can hear roars and howlings from the earth.

Yu Yanran stood on the roof of the [Feiyan Palace] building, looking into the distance, her eyebrows tightly frowned.

"Miss, it's windy here."

Huang Shouchuan held the cloak in his hand, carefully put it on for her, and said softly: "Miss, don't worry, if there is an emperor in the Jiyu, there will definitely be nothing wrong."

"Although our Linglong Island is attached to the extreme realm, it has always been transcendent and uncontaminated with ordinary people. Linglong Island has the protection of the [Nine-Turn Linglong Formation], so no ghouls can break in. As for those people in the world, even if they really slaughter for ghouls, it is their destiny and cannot be forced..."

Yu Yanran sighed softly: "Brother Huang, I know."

But even though she knew it, she still couldn't help but worry about that person.

Will he be injured?

Will you be worried and scared?

No! No! No!
Chapter completed!