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Chapter 971(1/2)

The Wudi is boundless, with waves rising, and under this calm lake.??

But there is another world.

Ye Yu looked at the slowly disappearing Void Door in front of him... his brows frowned tightly.

Qianyu Illusion Realm is a natural place that happened to appear by chance when Yeyu found a node and opened up the witch realm.

In other words, this Qianyu illusion was not created by Ye Yu, and Ye Yu did not have the strength. The Qianyu illusion was born from chaos.

This illusion...

No matter who enters, no matter what level of cultivation you reach, at least... under the Heavenly Saint, your cultivation will be completely sealed.

If anyone who enters, if you want to come out.

It must be three days later.

And...you must wait until your cultivation level breaks through the current situation.

Otherwise, the door of Qianyu Illusion will never be opened.

Ye Yu was just controlling the key to opening the Thousand Feathers illusion, not being able to save people from it.

Even if Ye Yu... if Ming Ye didn't break through, he would definitely not be able to save Ming Ye at all.

Mingye, before he entered, his cultivation level had reached the ancestor god. If he wanted to come out, he had to break through.

If he wants to break through again, it will be the cultivation level of the Heavenly Saint.

If you don’t make a breakthrough in it and have not become the Heavenly Saint... Mingye will not be able to come out.

And in this illusion, if you stay for a long time, your cultivation level will be sealed... you will undoubtedly die.

Therefore, I entered this illusion.

Either it is reborn from the fire or it is destroyed.

If it falls, it will not even be left with a trace of spirit.

Ye Yu looked at the slowly disappearing gate of Qianyu's illusion, shook his head and sighed.

He advised Mingye many times...but it was useless.

Since it is useless, I can only pray secretly, hoping that Mingye can break through and become the second heavenly saint in the Luotian Realm.

Yan Feng... Strictly speaking, his cultivation has not reached the Heavenly Saint.

Just a ancestral god with a chaotic body,

The gate of Qianyu's Illusion Realm dissipated, and Ye Yu's figure then dissipated in place...

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In the Demon Realm, in a courtyard, a woman, wearing a blue long skirt, is standing alone in this courtyard at this moment.

Falling leaves fall with the wind.

In the Demon World, there were no such green leaves, flowers and plants. These... were created by Ming Ye specifically for the Qing Song.

He knew... Qingyao was not used to the monotonous things in the Demon World.

Qingyao's eyes were full of entanglement and confusion at this moment.

During these days, she always had a dream...always, dreamed of someone.

A person's back.

At first, she thought it was Mingye.

She thought that the man she was dreaming around every night was Mingye.

After all, she is his wife.

She...the man she loves.

However, as the number of times gradually increases.

Qingyao began to shake this idea bit by bit, and later... she was sure that the person she dreamed of every day was not Mingye.

Mingye never wears white clothes.

And in his dream, the man who could only see his back and never see his face clearly.

Always, I was dressed in white.

"Who are you."

He murmured to himself, Qingyao really wanted to figure out who the man he dreamed of was.

Why, why did you dream of him?

Why? Every time I am in a dream, my heart is like a thousand swords are broken.

Blood, dripping.

The wind in the demon world rises and blows by.

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In the hall, Yan Feng sat on the throne,

His eyes swept through the many people in this hall.

These people knelt on the ground.

"rise."

Stern wind, open your mouth lightly.

The moment this word appeared, the people who knelt on the ground in the entire hall seemed to have received great kindness.

Each one of them kowtowed here and bowed.

Then he stood up!

"Scatter."

Yan Feng said the previous word, and then said another word.

After accepting the congratulations from everyone, he was welcomed into the imperial palace, which was half of the emperor.

But...the etiquette is not over yet.

Next, there is the ceremony of sacrificing chaos.

However, this gift cannot be completed immediately.

At least it takes three days to prepare.

"Give me a greeting to Your Majesty."

In this hall, Qilian, Shu Qing, Changsun and three national elders were preparing for the sacrifice.

Yan Feng, there is nothing to do at this moment.

Stand up and Yan Feng walked to the side of the hall.

At this moment... Yan Feng felt an impatient feeling in his heart.

When he reached the throne.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Xiaojiao... locked a position,

And that location is where the original body of the Purple Wind God Source is located.

In other words, nothing unexpected happens... the Purple Wind God Source is in this Southern Heavenly Palace.

This was greatly beyond Yan Feng's expectations.

Yan Feng's figure disappeared in this hall.

Many people in the hall...many still didn't react.

Many people still don’t believe that... Nan Tianyu is actually dead!

If I hadn't heard the death knell, if I hadn't seen the three respected elders.

Many people would think, will it be...it's just a joke.

But obviously, this is no joke.

Everything... began to proceed in an orderly manner.

The three national elders all began to control the overall situation and arrange the next things.

at the same time…

In the other eight domains, wars have begun to begin!

From the Purple Wind Divine Realm, people were sent to the other eight realms to suppress the rebellion.

One day later...after.

Outside the Nantian Imperial City, the mansion of His Highness Nan Tianyi.
To be continued...
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