The backlash was too strong, and he was no longer holy and divine. Even the Yuxu Liangyi lamp was shining dark and cracked.

There are not many other saints and emperors

Only the Venerable God Platform is smooth and silver, immortal and indestructible.

"Qin Li!"

"Why are you here?"

The eyes of the Great Saint of Jiuxuan showed surprise.

The Great Saint of Turtle's Life is rotten in the evening, with a painful expression, and said sarcastically:

"He was afraid he had completely given up Qianyuan and understood that the altars of the two realms here were the only way to escape to his realm."

"No!"

Qin Li shook his head.

The Great Sage of Jiuxuan waved his hand:

"It's okay, there's no ridicule to run away."

"Now Qianyuan will be defeated. I will send you away and escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"You hold the Yuxu Liangyi lamp and take good care of Qin Lianyi. In the future, you and your father and daughter will become the Holy King, and you must open the Taixuan Holy Land again."

He was completely desperate and began to explain his funeral.

Qin Li pushed on the emperor lamp:

"Senior, I'm here to sacrifice to heaven!"

Jiu Sheng was stunned and suspected that he had suffered a backlash and had hallucinations.

The Red Elephant Saint came back to his senses. Although he was so painful that he could not form a human form, he still mocked him: "A Dharma image, which is trying to sacrifice to the sky, slips through the world's hustle and makes the world's ridiculous jokes, like a candle that shakes a tree, and an ant goes against the sky."

Qin Li did not answer, and adjusted his clothes and stepped onto the Venerable Platform.

"Don't be stupid!"

The Great Sage of Nine Profound Dissuasion:

"I know this failure, you can't accept it."

Qin Li took one step at a time, and after one hundred and eighth floors, he reached the top of the God-Fengtai.

At this time, the golden altar had disappeared without any sacrifices left. In the sky, the eyes of the hundred-foot Qianyuan gradually dissipated.

"There is not even a sacrifice, how do you take the altar?" The Great Sage of Guishou shook his head.

Sharp!

Taichu Fairy Sword is unsheathed.

Qin Li pointed his sword at the sky, and his sword intent was extremely powerful.

"It is said that the Supreme Sword Master can communicate with the origin of the world with one sword!"

His soul is pure.

The sword intent is everywhere, and I want to touch the sky.

Unfortunately, after standing for a while, nothing happened.

The Great Saint of Jiuxuan smiled bitterly: "Come down! Only the sound of heaven can communicate with the origin of the world."

The Great Sage Guishou scoffed: "It's so ridiculous. If you want to reach the gods, at least you can understand the mystery of destroying all things with one sword."

The Red Elephant Saint said directly: "Young and unacceptable failure until now. I am leaving, going to another world, and retaining the inheritance of everything."

Yuanzhou.

There are six hundred teleportation altars.

These are all top treasures left by the Divine Dynasty.

Just start one and you can break through the battle situation and go to other worlds to take refuge.

Qin Li didn't want to leave.

"Is it really impossible to reach?"

The old demon Dugu lay powerlessly under the altar, feeling desperate.

Suddenly.

In the Dantian.

The fairy wood trembled slightly.

It seemed to hear Qin Li's call.

There are forty-eight branches of immortal trees, like casting green gold, piercing through the void.

The thickest one of them flows out of Qianyuan spiritual energy, and now it trembles violently, actually traveling through countless time and space to communicate the origin of the world.

"sharp!"

Qin Li was very shocked.

Xianmu is even better than he thought.

A branch can communicate the origin of the Qianyuan world.

Forty-eight branches, aren’t the forty-eight worlds? What is the origin of? No wonder the way of heaven is so afraid.

Tear!

The void cracked again.

This time the crack was a thousand feet long.

And without any sacrifice, a chaotic eye blooms.

Before, the sacrifice to the sky was only a hundred feet long. When the immortal wood trembled, it was a thousand feet long, surrounded by three thousand traces of Taoism, reflecting the miserable situation of sentient beings.

"What!"

The hairs of the red elephant saint exploded.

The chin of the Great Sage Guishou is about to fall, which is incredible.

The Great Sage of Jiuxuan stared at this scene: "Qin Li, you are simply..."

Indescribable shock.

The lonely old demon laughed:
Chapter completed!