In the Golden Pinnacle Hall of Emei, Baimei Zhenren finished speaking, and the hall was silent and the atmosphere became more and more solemn.

Although he felt his humble feeling like an ant from the vast and overwhelming atmosphere outside, the reputation that Baimei Zhenren has established over the past few hundred years has made the righteous monks be lucky, hoping that Baimei Zhenren can make a difference and can protect them at this moment when his destiny cannot be grasped.

After all, Baimei Zhenren is a legend in the Tianzhou Realm. He has become an immortal after only more than nine hundred years of practicing Taoism. This is a first-class genius in the history of Tianzhou Realm. Baimei Zhenren wiped out countless evil demons and heretics in his life, and determined the mainstream of the righteous path and the status of the world holy land of Emei.

Such legends will naturally become the mainstay in the hearts of others. So even if the righteous monks present knew that they had never felt as humble as ant in front of the sudden Haoran Qi Machine, they still had the hope of being lucky that Baimei Zhenren was humble and restrained.

Now this lucky hope was broken by Baimei Zhenren himself. This made them mixed with five flavors. I am afraid that no one would like the feeling that fate cannot be grasped by themselves, especially monks. But they could not resist the arrival of this fate.

"No matter what, it's good that this immortal has nothing to do with the Netherworld Blood Demon." The host of the Golden Light Temple said in pain.

"How could the Netherworld Blood Demon be comparable to this emperor? If it hadn't refined part of the Netherworld Blood Demon, it could control the power of the blood fountain, and the filthy soul and soul are almost immortal. Otherwise, even if it has countless clones, the old Taoist could solve it. This emperor's qi is spread all over the world, and it is vast and harmonious. How could it be compared to the evil demons and heretics like the Netherworld Blood Demon!" Bai Mei said affirmatively.

"Real person, what should we do now? If we go to meet that emperor, what should we do with the Netherworld Blood Demon?" Xuantian Sect asked seriously.

"Oh, this world is also a troublesome. I really can't figure out why such a strong man came to this world. Compared with the other party's strength, this world is small and barren. Judging from the energy, the other party's spirit is full and full of energy, and it is obviously not forced to come to this world to repair it."

A gentle voice came, and a gentle and pure light fell into the hall and showed a tall figure, with blonde hair and blue eyes, a handsome face and a strong body. His temperament was majestic and sacred, but he exuded a sense of moistness. There were countless whispering sounds of praise around him.

This is the Lord of the Chenxi Church and the God of Chenxi. Even Baimei and others don’t know his real name, they just call him Chenxi.

"Baimei Zhenren, I heard that your Emei has something to do with the upper realm. Is this person coming from the upper realm? Can you get to know him?"

The God of Dawn looked gentle, but in the hall where monks gathered, his eyes were only focused on Baimei Zhenren, and he looked at others.

"Emei's senior once ascended to the upper realm and sent some messages back. But there has been no new monk ascended for more than two thousand years, so we cannot know how the upper realm is. It is even more unknown whether this immortal came from the heavenly realm." Baimei Zhenren shook his head and replied.

"I'm going to meet the immortal. Are you with me in the morning light?"

"Of course. This immortal is so majestic. He explained in advance that if he doesn't go to the audience, his body and spirit will be destroyed. How dare I not go? I am here to go with you." The God of Dawn said, a faint reluctance and helplessness appeared in his golden eyes.

Although the God of Dawn has stabilized in the Tianzhou Realm, the differences in Eastern and Western values ​​and even cultivation methods have made him feel a little out of place, but he has no better choice. Looking for the Baimei Zhenren to go with him is just to hope that the orthodox Eastern practitioners can be avoided being discriminated against by that immortal. This is a helpless act of self-protection. He doesn't know whether it is effective, but there is no other way.

"I went to see Chenxi and I, I will trouble you here. I will explain the situation to the immortal. If the immortal is unswerving, I will notify you to go to see him as soon as possible. Xuantian Sect, if the blood demon in the Netherworld has not been there, then you and Yingqi will have to resist it by combining the two swords of the Netherworld."

Baimei Zhenren reminded him that he could not determine whether the Netherworld Blood Demon would go, but this was the case.

"The immortal ordered all the monks to go and see him. You keep them, no matter what reason, you will be disrespectful. You can just bring them with you. As for the blood demon in the underworld, if it is unruly and takes the opportunity to rage, the immortal obviously will not tolerate him. We cannot solve the filthy thing for the time being, but the immortal will definitely have a way. This is a killing two birds with one stone." The god of dawn frowned and said.

He was not very concerned about these monks, but because of his embarrassing identity, he did not want these monks to anger the immortals and implicate him.

However, his words were quite reasonable, which made the cultivators in the hall feel a little moved, but they were also worried. Xuantian Sect said:

"True Baimei, take your fellow brothers to meet the Supreme Immortal. I will stay. If the Blood Demon rages, I can tangle for a while, so as not to hurt the people. I think a moment is enough for the Supreme Immortal to realize that the Blood Demon is in bad shape."

The Baimei Zhenren and other monks were worried about the people of Bashu they protected under the disaster created by the blood demon.

"Then let's go to the audience together. You go first, I will stay and see the situation. If the Netherworld Blood Demon also goes, I can leave naturally. If the Netherworld Blood Demon stays, I will deal with it. If you see the Supreme Immortal, it's just a few words to help me explain." Baimei Zhenren thought for a while and spoke.

Seeing that Xuantian Sect and others were going to say something, Baimei Zhenren waved his hand, "That's it. Fellow Daoist Chenxi, please take everyone to see the Supreme Immortal."

Seeing that the Baimei Zhenren had made up his mind, many monks did not dare to say more, but they made up their minds to explain clearly to the Baimei Zhenren in front of the immortal. The God of Dawn was a little reluctant. He valued the Baimei Zhenren, the immortal. Other monks might not have something to say in front of the immortal. But he could not change the Baimei Zhenren's decision, and he had to rely on these monks, so he could only help but feel unhappy.

Under the decree of Baimei Zhenren, monks from various sects gathered in Emei gathered together, and perhaps they had a companionship around them, and the panic in their hearts faded a lot. The God of Dawn stood in the air and waved his hand gently. Suddenly, a huge white stone door wrapped in white clouds appeared in the air, surrounded by radiant and sacred music. Through the portal, you can vaguely see that there is a strange world with beautiful mountains and rivers inside, as if there are many people living in it.

Immediately, many monks flew into the door under the guidance of their respective heads and elders.

The God of Dawn looked at the cult camp. Seeing that the blood light and black mist in the sky were still entangled, he frowned and nodded to Baimei Zhenren, without saying nonsense. He immediately turned into a light and flew towards the direction where the Human Emperor Golden Boat was. He left Baimei Zhenren standing alone with complex eyes. The magnificent and sharp sword energy spread all over him, shocking evil demons and other evil demons and heretics.

The Bashu area gathers most of the monks in the Tianzhou area, but there are still many monks, even demon clans and aliens in other areas. At this time, these monks gather in the direction of the Human Emperor Golden Boat, and they saw streams of light flying through the air, like meteors, spectacular and dazzling.

Every monk was nervous, not knowing what the inexplicable nature of the Supreme Immortal came and what he wanted. Apart from the monks, other people, from the emperors to the common people, were also frightened and uneasy, but they had no other way and could only wait quietly for the verdict of the fate of the Supreme Immortal.

In the Golden Boat of the Human Emperor, Zhang Hao checked the information and videos of the Heavenly Emperor Hunting Ground and the Nine Heavenly Realms, but the reactions of many creatures in the entire Tianzhou Realm were all reflected in his heart. Seeing that the Netherworld Blood Demon had no intention of coming, the soul became deeper into the Netherworld Blood Spring, a filthy place in the world. Emperor Zhang sneered. He really thought that if he refined a part of the Netherworld Blood Spring, he could be immortal and undestructive, no one could cure it?

The righteous monk had no choice but to deal with him, but it was not a troublesome thing for Emperor Zhang. The level of the Tianzhou Realm is not high, and the Netherworld Blood Spring is not the legendary Netherworld Blood Sea, so the Netherworld Blood Demon is even less important.

However, the small world that the God of Dawn unfolded, which seemed to be the Dharma Realm of the Cave Heaven, made Zhang Hao pay more attention to it. It should be the kingdom of the Western gods, right?
Chapter completed!