Blade of the Sword Master

The old man with white hair nodded after listening to the audience, “Well, then I'll get back to the drunken seniors. ”

The white-haired elderly also took a note back to the liquor fairs, and soon the liquor fairs returned the message, telling the white-haired elderly to lead the evacuees to the royal plains within three days.

With the decision, the number of places is screened. After all, there are millions of people in the royal family. Of course, this counts as miscellaneous service, famous disciples, and so on.

In fact, the quota determination is also simple, with the deduction of miscellaneous and prestigious disciples, official disciples of the Emperor and any other elite disciples, deacons, elders, etc., just 600,000 people.

So, very soon, the great emperors in the palace decided to abandon the chores, and the famous disciples, and lead only those who were above the formal disciples.

At first glance, such a decision may seem cruel, but otherwise, after all, it is inevitable that a parish will prevail.

Not to mention the Sect, the world is the same, Yu Yu lives, the inferior dies, in life and death, the great emperors of the Emperor chose the official disciples to renounce misconduct and famous disciples, which is nothing short of nothing.

As for the reason, it's simple, because formal disciples are more talented and more powerful, that's all.

Soon a choice was made, and the gray-haired old man also said immediately, "Go ahead and prepare for it. Tomorrow morning, we leave for the Emperor's Plains. ”

Time is running out and there can be no further delay.

The Emperor's side has occupied all the seats in the seventh world, but for this reason, the other sects above the Emperor's mainland were still here at this time, and it can even be said that they still feel that the will of the Second Aristocrat will come to save them.

It's just dreaming in the daytime, waiting for the will of the second wilderness, huh, it's not a matter of miracles anymore.

Can you crave a murderer to save you? This is ridiculous.

Think that all this is still saved, Heaven will definitely return, then the second wilderness change will return to calm, as for the Emperor, aren't they close to the Seventh Realm, OK, wait for Heaven will to come back, see how the Emperor will explain to Heaven will.

These people are still laughing at the Emperor here, as if they had seen the return of Heavenly Path will, and later the Emperor was punished by Heavenly Path will.

They were completely unaware that, while they were laughing at the Emperor, the quotas that had belonged to them had all been occupied by the Emperor.

Or they personally gave the title that belonged to them, arching hands to the Emperor, because they did not believe in the Eight Wild Immortals, so from the beginning to the end, they also considered what the Eight Wild Immortals said to be a deafening wind.

You know, at the beginning, there were only 10,000 seats in the Emperor's Sect, and the original intention of the Taoists was to give more or less quotas to each of the Sects, families, above the Emperor's continent.

As such, not all of them can be saved, but at least some incense and inheritance can be left to them.

But unfortunately, these people are smart, they don't take their words seriously, they don't want the quota at all, even the two people they sent to invite them to the Emperor's Plains, none of them came.

Ignorance and total abandonment of the last chance of survival, even to this day, they are waiting to see the jokes of the Emperor.

Compared to the ignorance of these people, the imperial palace is different from the border, and the evacuation is ready in one night.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare, because all the training resources of the imperial emperor have been taken away by Xiao Dun. At this time, the many disciples of the imperial emperor can be said to be two sleeves of fresh wind. Just throw two bladders and you can set off to the imperial plain.

There was nothing to prepare at all, and the Emperor had never revealed a word to the outside world about the quota.

Just kidding, there are only so many places, the imperial emperor himself is not enough, how can you tell other forces, should they come and take their place?

The wind did not reveal a single thing, so, the next morning, in the Emperor's Sect, hundreds of thousands of disciples rushed toward the Emperor's Plains, of course, the chores and famous disciples were relentlessly abandoned.

The official disciples, all extremely sparkling, under the leadership of His Majesty the Great Emperors of the Emperor, came towards the Plains of the Emperor.

At the same time, only one night went by, and the crack over the sky became even bigger, and even the big lightning in the crack, as if it were going to fall hard at any moment and destroy the imperial continent directly.

There has not been a slight improvement, on the contrary, it is getting worse. In this way, the people of the imperial ancestry will not dare to hesitate at all. All they want to do is rush to the imperial plain as soon as possible.

And just as the Emperor drove toward the Emperor's Plains, another day later, the most worrying thing finally happened.

The horrible lightning in the rift finally fell from the sky, and hit a small, blind city just above the Emperor's mainland.

This city pool is nothing above the imperial continent and can only be regarded as one of the most ordinary, everywhere.

But even so, a lightning bolt descended from the sky, and this depressed dust disappeared almost instantly.

Exactly, it disappeared, not even a single piece of mutilation was left behind. The whole city pool, as if it had disappeared in the sky, was raw and crushed, disappeared with the city pool, and lived in the heavy, about a million inhabitants.

Millions of people, along with a pool, were wiped out in an instant, and when the warriors around them arrived where the city was, they saw that it was empty and that nothing existed, only grassy land and a pit that almost broke through the Emperor's mainland.

Faced with the scene in front of us, every fighter who comes to see us is stunned. All you need to know is that this is just the power of a lightning bolt, and mountaintops like this, in the cracks above the sky, are countless.

If the lightning in this crack, as it is at this time, falls over the imperial continent, then the consequences...

Everyone looked terrified, and only after half a noise did one person say, "It may be true, what the Eight Absurd Immortals said may be true, the Imperial Continent, no... The whole Second Rough Estimate is really doomed. ”

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