A dazzling smile appeared on Qing Ling's handsome face, brighter than the sun, and she looked towards Penglai.

On Penglai Island, Prince Dong could not sit still.

He felt like he was looking at himself, separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, with many prohibitions.

Qing Ling raised her feet and walked towards the east.

Prince Dong's face turned slightly pale, and he saw the man walking towards him step by step.

Even though he was far away, he still felt insecure.

When Qing Ling took the first step, the water in the East China Sea began to move.

The East China Sea used to be calm and sunny, but the weather was unpredictable and the weather changed in the blink of an eye.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and the water was turbulent.

A huge wave rises in the East China Sea.

A huge tsunami surged up, and the first wave of the tsunami, which was ten thousand feet high, rolled towards Penglai.

Prince Dong glanced at the bottom of the sea. There was a large formation of Penglai. No matter how big the wind and waves were, they could not move Penglai.

However, the immortals on Penglai Island were all afraid.

They saw a handsome man who was more dazzling than the sun walking above them.

There are many restrictions on the island, but they can't stop him from moving forward in the slightest.

It is forbidden for any immortal to fly in the air on Penglai Island, so a forbidden air formation was specially set up to maintain the dignity of the King of Immortals.

For countless years, no immortal has dared to disobey or offend the dignity of the Immortal King. In the eyes of thousands of immortals, the Immortal King is the supreme dignity.

But now, Penglai Immortal Island, the dignity of the King of Immortals has been trampled on like this. Under the footsteps of that Taoist, his body was trampled to the point of being lifted up and down.

The immortals raised their heads, and they could only look up at the god-like man under the sky.

In fact, he is God.

It's just that the world that has been forgotten by goodness is sealed in history.

Prince Dong shouted coldly: "How outrageous! Lord of Donghuang Island, this is the dojo of this Immortal King.

If you dare to take risks alone, aren't you afraid that this Immortal King will capture you and imprison you under Penglai Island?"

Hearing this, Qing Ling laughed out loud: "If you could do it, you would have done it long ago.

Prince Dong, you have plotted against me many times, and I will take them all back today!"

Prince Dong suddenly became angry and took action suddenly.

A power to suppress the ten thousand immortals rose up in the sky. The East Prince ascended to the Immortal Platform, with ten thousand immortals worshiping behind him. His face, clad in a noble imperial robe, was as majestic as the power of heaven. He controlled ten thousand immortals and was the king of the immortals.

This authority was given by Hongjun himself, and it was recognized by Heaven.

All male immortals in the world are not immune to his influence.

It's a pity that the person in front of him today is not an immortal, but a god!

The red clothes on Qing Ling's body were lifted up, as if she were looking up to the sun, and the divine lines between her eyebrows exuded an aura of an older and more noble god.

He is one of the few natural gods who survived the previous era, and he is also one of the most noble ones.

Except for Lord Doumu, the Lord of the Stars, there is no god with a higher status than him, the God of the Four Orders.

Qing Ling looked at the tolerant Duke Dong and said with a smile: "Since you don't take action, I won't take action today either. It's just..."

He changed the subject and said, "The nine ancestral wizards are a bit idle, so it would be better for them to work harder."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Ling dropped a handful of red threads from his hand and scattered them onto Penglai Island.

"Ouch, my hands are slippery."

Qing Ling smiled, turned and left.

Dong Wangong, whose whole body was tense, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, the realm of Qingling's Twenty-sixth Heaven is too high, and if he takes action, he will only bring humiliation to himself.

The Taoist Ancestor once said: Even if you kill two corpses and have the blessing of the Immortal King, you can be compared to the most powerful, but the Taoist body has died once and will never be the opponent of the ancestor. Although the three tribes were defeated, the ancient world is still crouching tigers, hidden dragons,

Although I have given you the power to control thousands of immortals in the world, I still hope that you will be cautious and restrained, and do not provoke those ancestors!

Even in the era of three clans, the twenty-sixth level of heaven can be regarded as the ancestor of the dragon and phoenix clans!

Now Prince Dong understands the gap between him and this once great enemy, and will never take the initiative to provoke him again.

However, within the Eastern Wilderness, I think the three immortal elders should be able to succeed!

Qing Ling walked back to Donghuang without haste. If he walked too fast, it would be bad if the three old people were frightened.

Gu Zhi

He walked to the foot of the building tree, looked at the nine ancestral shamans, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, nine of you, please take a trip. There is an island in the East China Sea, named Penglai. Penglai moved 9 billion miles westward and settled in the Rizhao Sea."

After Qing Ling finished speaking, he reached out and raised his hand, and the shadow of the building wood suddenly turned into a sky full of green flowers and scattered in all directions.

The pressure on the nine ancestral witches suddenly disappeared and they were all free.

Several ancestral witches looked at him with malice and hatred. Only Di Jiang said solemnly: "Then your Excellency is still with my witch clan..."

Qing Ling waved her hands and said: "As long as you don't enter the Eastern Wasteland, you can go ahead and do whatever you want."

Di Jiang said: "Okay! I'll just leave for a while! But there is an Immortal King on Penglai Island and we can't move away."

Qing Ling smiled and stretched out her hand and said, "Just take a look!"

The ancestral witches looked in the direction pointed by Qing Ling and saw nine red lines spanning the sky and the earth, connecting the nine of them and the Penglai Island at both ends of the same line.

"When Penglai returns to the sun, the red thread will return. You go."

Di Jiang looked gloomy and terrible, and shouted: "Follow me!"

Several ancestral witches looked at Qing Ling bitterly before following Di Jiang and leaving.

Qing Ling walked back to the ancient city wall, lay down sideways, wine gushing from her waist, drank again in the world of mortals, and looked at the end of the world with a smile.

At the moment when the rising sun was rising, in the east of the sky and earth, nine majestic silhouettes as huge as the world appeared, walking under the rising sun with a line on their backs.

Behind them, the waves roared, and an island was pulled by nine giants and moved thousands of miles.

On the way there, the sea was rugged, the Penglai Island was bumping constantly, and the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

Dongwanggong's face was full of anger, but he sat helplessly on the throne of the Immortal King, watching all the immortals fleeing in fear, like rats, the scene was extremely chaotic, and there was no trace of the fairy spirit of the Immortal Family.

He knew that from now on, he would no longer be able to control all the immortals in the world.

The nine giants pulled the Penglai Immortal Island, and the giants moved across the sea, moved the mountains, and carried the mountains on their backs and the sea, and rushed to the Rizhao Sea.

This scene was seen by countless living beings in the wild, and all living beings were shocked, and the powerful could not help but laugh.

The laughter on West Kunlun Mountain is extremely clear and joyful!

The ancient continent, the place closest to the Sun Star!

The first ray of light from the sun fell on the vast land.

This place was once the territory of the Dragon Clan's vassal group and the Yangyu Clan.

Now this ethnic group has long been extinct in the catastrophe, and only the last ancestor, the last Yangyu in the world, is suppressed under the Jianmu in Duguang.

On the Sun Star, Di Jun looked at this scene, frowning and saying nothing.

Taiyi couldn't help but laugh loudly.

Di Jun asked doubtfully: "Second brother, why are you laughing?"

Taiyi shook his head and said: "He understands you, but you can't guess half of him."

"What is the explanation for this?"

Taiyi pointed to Penglai Island where the sun was shining, and said: "If we want to achieve great things, my two brothers must get rid of this person first. He has already sent this person to us two brothers!"

The nine giants carried the fairy island on their backs and landed in the Rizhao Sea.

Qing Ling, who was far away in the Eastern Wasteland, waved his hand, then pointed lightly at the earth, and the authority between his brows released the power of the earth.

The red threads in the hands of the nine giants in the Rizhao Sea shrank in an instant and exited the bodies of the nine ancestral witches. However, the things on the red threads that no one noticed were not moved out with the red threads.

Nine red lines are divided into nine directions under the sea. The red lines go straight to the place of humor and are entangled in the main hall of the Ten Palaces of Hell. They are not involved in the palace of King Qin Guang.

So far, Penglai Wonderland has been fixed to the Rizhao Sea!

There are not only nine red lines that imprison the fairy island, but also the Kowloon island under the vast ocean!

The souls of the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon were moved to Penglai Island by the Yellow Dragon Ancestor, and were nourished by the earth veins and dragon veins in Penglai Island.

After all, Penglai Immortal Island is known as the first of ten thousand islands in the world.

How could the dragon veins and earth veins contained in it be ordinary?

When Prince Dong lost twelve Dinghai Divine Pearls, his luck-suppressing object, Penglai Island's luck had already been lost.

After all, there is a big difference in the effect of suppressing luck between thirty-six top-grade spiritual treasures and twenty-four top-grade spiritual treasures!

Qing Ling looked at the Fuso sacred tree hidden in the Rizhao Sea, and Hao in it.

He had a hunch that Hao's fate would not be good.

Because, the laurel that is opposite to Fusang did not give birth to spiritual wisdom! But Fusang gave birth to a spiritual wisdom, and it has been hidden for many years and has reached the realm of great power in heaven and earth!
Chapter completed!