Lit The Supreme Being

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"Palace Master..." As soon as Xin Bingxuan spoke, she was interrupted by Fang Zixi's smile, "Just call my sister Fang."

"Yeah." Xin Bingxuan nodded, her beautiful eyes showed excitement, "I am very happy to see sister your cultivation base not only recover, but also to a higher level."

Hearing this, thinking about the destruction of the Tianmen Shrine more than two million years ago, Fang Zixi's beautiful eyes filled with tears in an instant.

Back then, Fang Zixi was besieged by the High Priest of the Gods of Bliss and the Great Emperor Xizhou, and escaped from the dead. Although she took Xin Bingxuan to escape from the Tianmen Shrine, her realm plummeted to the Taoist ancestor realm triple.

Over the past two million years, Fang Zixi has carried hatred, devoted himself to cultivation, and after quickly regaining his realm, he also entered the Dao Ancestral Realm Great Perfection!

As for Xin Bingxuan, she is now the ninth layer of Dao Sacred Realm.

"Bing Xuan, isn't my sister very useless, watching the disciple being slaughtered, but can't do anything." Fang Zixi's tears dripped.

"No, it's not." Xin Bingxuan shook her head, thinking of the dead Eighth Senior Sister Miao Qingqing and the other dead seniors, her eyes blurred with tears, "Sister, you have done your best, don't blame yourself."

"Sister, I believe that sooner or later, we will get revenge!"

"Yeah." Fang Zixi nodded heavily.

"Sister, I have always had doubts." Xin Bingxuan said.

"You speak." Fang Zixi said.

"Sister, why did you bring me here?" Xin Bingxuan asked in confusion.

"Because this is my sister's home." Fang Zixi's heart was twisted when she spoke.

"Home?" Xin Bingxuan whispered: "I don't know what my sister's words mean."

Fang Zixi whirled with tears, and took a deep breath: "Actually, I am not from Xizhou Divine Region, my home is here, and my father is the former palace lord of Beizhou Shrine."

Upon hearing this, Xin Bingxuan's eyes widened with tears, "Sister, I heard that it was the Great Emperor of Beizhou at the beginning, and he united several major forces in the Beizhou Divine Region to slaughter the Beizhou Shrine. Is this true?"

"Yes...it's true." Fang Zixi trembled, unable to breathe with heartache.

When the three words "is true" were heard in Xin Bingxuan's ears, she suddenly cried and hugged Fang Zixi tightly in her arms.

She never imagined that Fang Zixi's fate would be so rough. She once thought that Fang Zixi was the lord of the palace, with boundless scenery.

But now I know that Fang Zixi has experienced an unacceptable blow!

For the first time, her home was destroyed, her parents were brutally killed, and the entire Beizhou Shrine was massacred!

For the second time, the Tianmen Shrine that she worked so hard to create was once again destroyed by the enemy, and all the disciples and high-level officials were slaughtered except those who went out for experience.

Then how painful she should be!

"Woo...why is God being so cruel to sister you..." Xin Bingxuan held Fang Zixi tightly and wept.

"It's okay, Bingxuan, don't cry, sister is really okay." Fang Zixi stopped crying firmly, but the tears that kept dripping could not be controlled.

"Bing Xuan, be obedient, don't cry." Fang Zixi burst into tears and smiled and said: "We should be fortunate that we did not die in Tianmen Shrine more than two million years ago."

"If we had died in the first place, there would be no more revenge."

"Also, I am now at Dao Ancestral Realm Dzogchen. As long as Hu Yanzhang and the high priest are not Dao Ancestral Realm Dzogchen, I will have the strength to fight them."

"We will now return to Xizhou Divine Realm and find a chance to avenge!"

"There is also Tan Yun. We and him have not seen each other for more than four million years. He must have learned of the destruction of the Tianmen Temple, and even thought that we were dead."

"He must be very sad, now we shall go back to him, okay?"

Hearing this, Xin Bingxuan stopped crying, "Okay, I won't cry, let's go to Tan Yun now."

Afterwards, Fang Zixi let Xin Bingxuan enter the Temple of Time and Space. After she put away the Temple of Time and Space, she sacrificed a piece of silk from the ancestral ring to cover the face of the closed moon shame flower.

"Wow!"

The ruins exploded, and a red beam of light rose from the ground and hovered over the bustling Beizhou Shrine.

Fang Zixi looked down, with a firm expression in her beautiful eyes, "Daddy, mother, don't worry, my daughter is not far from the day of revenge and restoration of our Beizhou Shrine!"

"Daughter and your future son-in-law, Tan Yun, can definitely make the enemy pay the punishment they deserve!"

"Daddy, my mother and daughter love you, and my home in Beizhou Shrine, I love you too."

...

Two years have passed since the battle has changed.

Fang Zixi, wearing a red dress, was flying across the sea of ​​Demon at extremely high speed, flying towards the direction of the Xizhou Divine Region...

In the depths of the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Sea, the Demon Lord Dalwu flew out of the water, looking at the empty sky, with an incredible color in the scarred pupils, "What a strong human being, so fast, this Demon Lord can't clear!"

...

At the same time, in Xizhou Divine Realm and Tianmen Temple, Tan Yun, who had been through the calamity for two years, had successfully crossed the calamity.

At this moment, Tan Yun, who was two hundred and forty thousand feet tall, fell into a pool of blood, breathing heavily, feeling the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe.

The ten Hongmeng Dao emperor fetuses in his spiritual pool quickly merged into one, resulting in a Hongmeng Dao emperor fetus.

Not long after, when the Hongmeng Dao Emperor Soul in his mind derives the Hongmeng Dao Emperor Soul, an extremely tyrannical aura diffused from his body, making the void around him full of terrifying cracks.

Afterwards, Tan Yun used the source of light. After recovering from his injury, his body shrank suddenly and became a normal height before returning to Panjun Tower.

On the first floor of Panjun Tower, Shen Subing, Ji Yuyan, and Nangong Yuqin were waiting for Tan Yun, while other women were still practicing.

In the previous two million years, Ji Yuyan had not practiced, and she was still the Great Perfection of the Ancestral King Realm. As early as 4 million years ago, she touched the Ancestral Emperor Realm barrier. The reason why she did not cross the catastrophe was because, once crossed the catastrophe, The Great Northern Continent, the Great Southern Continent, and the Great Eastern Continent will learn that there are other immortal ancient gods in the Xizhou Divine Region.

"Husband, congratulations on your promotion to Dao Emperor Realm." Ji Yuyan smiled.

"Yeah." Tan Yun smiled far-fetched, his eyes revealed unstoppable sadness.

Nangong Yuqin seemed to see through Tan Yun's heart. She opened her teeth lightly and whispered: "Husband, there are some things I know, you will be unhappy, but I still have to say."

"Husband, I am afraid that Zi Xi and Bingxuan are no longer alive. You have to accept the reality."

Tan Yun gently hugged Nangong Yuqin in his arms, and said with a sad expression: "If they are still alive, they should have known about the Acacia Tablet and come to me later."

"But more than two million years have passed, and I have not waited for them. In fact, I also know that they are no longer alive, but it is really difficult for me to accept them."

Nangong Yuqin snuggled in Tan Yun's arms and comforted: "Husband, don't be too sad, you should continue to practice hard to avenge them!"

"Well, I will retreat now!" Tan Yunxing's eyes revealed the monstrous killing intent, "Give me another five million years at most. By then, I will pay the blood debts of the Shenzong of Bliss and the ancestors of Xizhou!"

...

Time flies, five years have passed.

Fang Zixi, who was covered by silk gauze, was about to fly out of the sea of ​​demon, suddenly, from the sea above the sea, she looked at an eight-million-meter-high monument standing by the sea, breathing, her eyes filled with beauty. Tears.

With tears dripping off the thread, she looked at the twelve handwritings on the monument, and choked with her heart: Hope for the tower, Acacia monument, Yu Yunxi, waiting for you to return..."