In the blessed land of Yunshan, the monsters in the monster market lived in Qiankou Cave under the arrangement of the Taoist boy of Wuwei Temple. It was not very stable to live in Qiankou Cave, and only the earth-shaking roar often came from Wuwei Temple.

"I'm going to crack!"

The monsters were shocked and stood at the entrance of the cave and watched Wuwei.

However, only their benefactor there suddenly became big and small again, and there was no cracking.

The monsters were very disappointed, and later they gradually got used to it. Everyone was busy with their own work. Only the little leopard-headed monster squatted at the entrance of the cave, licking the candied haws and staring at Su Yun, waiting to see how his benefactor cracked.

But I haven't waited for a long time.

When Yan Ziqi was a Tianshi, he was a good Tianshi, but when he became a doctor, he was definitely a quack doctor.

He has been observing Su Yun these days, fearing that Su Yun would suddenly explode and die, but the magical power of the Saint King of Reincarnation was really good, and he always suppressed the power of the Taoist Soul Liquid, making Su Yun unable to explode even if he wanted to.

After watching it for a while, he gave up and said to the Taoist boys: "It's probably impossible to die. This soul liquid can indeed cure his spiritual wounds and can be recorded on the record."

A Taoist boy said boldly: "What's the use of me? If you are a free emperor, you may explode if you take a drop of Taoist soul liquid and you won't be able to get stuck unless it is mounted on the wall. Besides, the master's Taoist soul liquid is only two taels, and it was all dried by the Dog Tian Emperor."

Yan Ziqi scolded them: "Don't call him Dog Tiandi! Although he is an enemy, Emperor Yun Tian is still good. At least it is much better than the two foolish monarchs of Di Jue and Di Feng."

The Taoist boys didn't believe it and said, "How is he so good? He has never done anything after becoming the Emperor of Heaven!"

Yan Ziqi said earnestly: "If you haven't done it, it's the greatest good. Don't bother the people. Emperor Yuntian has a large number of capable people under his command. He is good at using the strengths of these people and does not interfere with those who don't understand them. Let those who are proficient in this way do it. This is the best commander. For example, Di Feng, who doesn't understand and command blindly, even I can't help him!"

He was a little angry as he said.

Suddenly, Zhezhe's strange sound came from the sky, as if some sharp wings were cutting through the sky. Yan Ziqi's heart moved slightly, urging the immortal path of Yunshan and the blessed land, turning into a vast fog, blocking the blessed land around it.

From outside, you can't see the blessed land, you can only see the mist. When you enter the mist, you will see thousands of caves. Passing through one cave after another, you will never find the end.

But when you look out from the inside of the blessed land, everything can be seen clearly.

Yan Ziqi's face was solemn, and the one who made Zhezhe's strange sound was the flying sword formation, which was a sword formation composed of countless broken swords!

"Imperial Sword Sword Pill!"

Yan Ziqi whispered: "Difeng is nearby! Strange, why did his treasure break?"

He had never had contact with the outside world over the years, so naturally he didn't know about the Battle of the Imperial Court and the Battle of Zhulong. In the Battle of Zhulong, many treasures competed for hegemony, and the Purple Mansion was even better. He demolished the Xuan Iron Bell and defeated the Golden Coffin, but the Golden Coffin also smashed the Emperor's Sword Pill.

In the battle of the imperial court, the evil emperor lost his obsession and his cultivation was greatly damaged. Di Feng chased the evil emperor with his tail. The two sides fought a bloody battle. When Di Feng was about to kill the evil emperor, he was attacked by Di Zhao in the evil emperor's body and was seriously injured.

"Although Di Feng is a foolish monarch, he is the best-in-class person in his ability. Who can hurt him and his treasure?"

Yan Ziqi was looking around, and suddenly a figure broke into the sword formation, and an extremely violent aura erupted, breaking through the sword formation!

An extremely loud and demonic voice came, which made Yan Ziqi's eardrums buzz: "A traitor, if you take my throne, why should you take revenge if you don't kill you?"

Yan Ziqi looked up and was shocked, but he saw the corpse demon Emperor Di Zhao and Di Feng fighting and leaving quickly!

The two of them had just left. Before Yan Ziqi could dissipate the fog, another figure flew over and suddenly stopped and landed on a fairy mountain next to the blessed land.

"Bailidu!" Yan Ziqi's heart was pounding, and he did not dare to dissipate the fog.

He was Difeng's Heavenly Master, and Bailidu was Difeng's immortal prime minister. Yan Ziqi led the soldiers of the Xianting Court to leave at the beginning of Leichi's rule, disarmed the armor and returned to the field, and the immortal court collapsed and its power collapsed.

Yan Ziqi was also a little ashamed of his old friends.

Bailidu stood on the top of the mountain, with his tall body and flew away, showing his style, and suddenly he looked at Yunshan blessed land.

Yan Ziqi felt awe-inspiring in his heart, thinking that he was sensible and was about to bite the bullet and disperse the fog, but suddenly Bailidu said to himself: "Di Feng must kill Di Zhao. Di Zhao will not die, and his Taoist heart will not be fulfilled. But how can I make your Taoist heart complete? If you are perfect, how can I control you?"

When Yan Ziqi heard this, he stopped immediately, shocked and confused.

Bailidu continued to murmured to himself: "My army has been launched and is about to cross the Great Wall of the North Crown, coming like a flood. At this time, the more ruthless you opponents fight, the more beneficial it will be to me!"

Yan Ziqi was extremely puzzled: "The army? What army? The double thunder pool suppressed the seventh immortal world. There were no immortals in the world. Where did the army come from?"

Bailidu suddenly soared into the air and whistled away, and the sound of the sound of Niao Niao: "Just wait until both of you suffer losses, I can control you..."

Yan Ziqi stood there, suddenly shook his head and murmured: "What's going on? Why did the immortal rebel? Where did he get so many army?"

Suddenly, Su Yun's voice came from behind him: "The immortal star Bailidu is Di Hu."

Yan Ziqi suddenly turned around and said in a lost voice: "Di Hu?"

Su Yun limped over, stood still, and said with a blank expression: "That's right. Not only Bailidu is Dihu, but most of the immortal figures in history are Dihu. The reason why Dijue became the appearance of later generations and was successfully rebelled by Difeng was that Dihu made great achievements. Moreover, I know where Dihu's army is."

Yan Ziqi was frightened when he heard this and hurriedly said, "Where is it?"

"Forget the River." Su Yun said lightly.

When Yan Ziqi heard this, he said in a lost voice: "Where is the army of immortals in Wangchuan? Where are there only immortals who have turned into robbery fairy in the fairy world of the five dynasties..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped and couldn't help but tremble.

The Immortal of the Catastrophe!

There are endless grey immortals in Forgetful River!

The army that Emperor Hu mentioned is the Gray Fairy in Forgetful River!

"This is to destroy the Seventh Immortal Realm..." His body trembled and his voice trembled.

Su Yun looked into his eyes and said, "I'm sorry to send me back to the imperial court. I am the Emperor who ruled the imperial court. I must preside over this battle myself."

Yan Ziqi woke up, looked at him for a moment, and said, "Dao Soul Liquid has cured the Taoist wounds of your spirit, and helped you break through that strange seal?"

Su Yun shook his head: "The person who sealed me is the Holy King of Reincarnation. This person used to be an existence at the level of the Tao God. Just two or two soul liquids cannot break through his seal."

Yan Ziqi was puzzled: "You are a useless person now, what's the use of returning to the imperial court? You can't fight against Di Hu!"

Su Yun smiled: "I am their Yuntian Emperor, their Tongtian Pavilion Master, and I have to go. Besides, my relatives and friends, my wife and children are all there, and I have no choice!"

Yan Ziqi sighed: "You are going there to die..."

Su Yun smiled a little warm: "As long as I stand on the land of the imperial court, my fellow Taoists will be full of confidence and fighting spirit. As long as I can still stand, there will be hope. I must go back and send me a ride."

He looked eager: "Send me back."

Yan Ziqi was silent for a moment and said, "Who gives you the responsibility?"

Su Yun was stunned, a little puzzled.

Yan Ziqi asked loudly: "Who gives you the responsibility that makes you feel that you must die? Who gives you the responsibility that makes you feel that the rise and fall of the world is also responsible? Who gives you the responsibility that makes you feel that all this is related to you? You are a useless person! You are hurt by a war of unjust! You know that you have no strength to change the world! You know that everything you do is futile! Who gives you the responsibility?"

He seemed to be yelling at Su Yun, but Su Yun heard that he was actually holding him accountable.

After a moment, Su Yun said: "I once returned to the First Immortal Realm and became a passerby who watched history move forward. From the First Immortal Realm, I saw the destruction of immortal dynasties, countless joys and sorrows, and the arrival of disasters. I thought I was a passerby until the disaster came to me and wanted to destroy everything I cherish."

He said softly, but it seemed to bring strength and courage to people: "It was not until then that I realized that I had this responsibility and I had to take responsibility. Even if I was a useless person, even if everything I did was futile. At the very least, I would not regret it."

Yan Ziqi stood there silently. After a while, he said, "Okay. I'll send you back to the imperial court."

He asked the Taoist boys to pack their luggage, and the Taoist boys asked where they were going, but Yan Ziqi said nothing.

When they were done, Yan Ziqi told the monsters that Yunshan and the blessed land had belonged to them, and that there were practice techniques in Wuwei Temple. If you want to practice, you should learn it yourself.

He made arrangements and spread a roll of formation maps, and took Su Yun and Taoist boys to the formation map.

The formation to the sky rises and flies out of the blessed land of clouds and mountains.

Su Yun observed the geography below and shook his head and said, "Tianshi, the direction you are going is not the imperial court. You have taken the wrong path, we should go there."

Yan Ziqi did not answer, but walked thousands of miles, arrived at the border of the imperial cave heaven, and landed down by himself.

His spirit soared into the sky and sacrificed something.

It was a big banner, flying in the sky, blooming thousands of lights!

In the middle of the banner, there is a huge word Yan embroidered!

The flags fluttered and frightened.

Among the fields, on rivers, in the mountains and forests, in villages, towns and streets, private schools, pleasure boats, brothels, and houses, one by one, one by one, raised his head, straightened his waist, and silently looked at the flag flying in the sky.

They put down their farm work, threw away the fishing nets, abandoned their prey, walked out of the private school, drove away the guests in the pleasure boat, pulled away the turtle male headscarf on their heads, and stopped guarding the rich for the house and came under the flag.

And further afield, more spiritual soldiers remained silent and left the place where they had lived for many years, put down their wives and children, put down their old and young people, put down their work, and rushed towards the flag.

Someone salvaged their armor from the well at home, some dug out the magical weapons they refined when they were still immortals from the ground, and some people split the trees and took out their weapons.

They came to wear a hang.

They remember that the Heavenly Master said that when his flag was raised, it was the time to summon them.

If you make a move, you will be able to fight and you will be able to win!

This is what Master Yan Tian asked them.

Su Yun stood beside Yan Ziqi and saw hundreds of people walking down the field. Behind the hundred people were thousands of people, and behind the thousands were endless crowds.

They walked into this field, and the queues were neatly arranged, like soldiers waiting for the commander's inspection.

"Although I was defeated, I took away the army of tens of millions of people in Difeng." Yan Ziqi said softly.

Su Yun was silent for a moment, looking at the people who were still coming, and said, "They are just spiritual soldiers, how can they face the robbery fairy?"

Yan Ziqi said: "Emperor Yuntian, you are not much better than them. You can go, and we can go too!"

He suddenly whispered: "Soldiers--"

His voice was like thunder coming from the sky, surging from the vast plain to the other end.

"The soldiers of Yan Ziqi!"

He was gray-haired, and the spirit behind him was also covered in white hair. He shouted: "Last time, in an unjust battle, we were defeated by the Emperor's Court! This time, I will take you back to the Emperor's Court again! This time!"

"We want to fight a battle of charity!"

His spirit grabbed the banner, pointed to the direction of the imperial court, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Take out your buried weapons, the buried warship, and follow me to fight—"

The voices of countless soldiers came from the vast plains: "Here!"
Chapter completed!