First Son-in-law

"Taihua!"

Qin Li almost went crazy.

He held the Immortal Bow of Morality tightly in his hand.

This is Taihua's relic, with scriptures he carved on it.

Most of them are about the knowledge of Shinto, and it is also the last gift to Qin Li.

He is the incarnation of Qin Li, and also the god respected by all living beings. Once the heavens are destroyed, Taihua will sacrifice without hesitation.

"Master Lingtai, you made me lose a lot of relatives and friends!" Qin Li's scarlet eyes were full of hatred, but he still kept his mind.

The sacrifice of Taihua Supreme.

It gave Qin Li a chance to escape.

So he flew across the sky, successfully boarded the fairy ship, and sat in the center.

In addition to the recoil of the fairy cannon and the efforts of the True Emperor of the Heavens, the fairy ship finally broke free from the chains of hell, soared into the sky, and began to float up.

"Activate the wings of the fairy country, let's retreat!" Qin Li was indifferent and ordered to activate the last back-up, the wings of the fairy country.

On both sides of the Celestial Realm Immortal Ship, intertwined immortal tracks, transformed into 72 pairs of green wings, like Kunpeng wings, like the Hun Tian fan, stirring the immortal wind and pushing the huge immortal ship.

The speed is rising step by step, surpassing the extreme.

The Immortal Saint designed three back-up plans, the Immortal Ship Blessing, the Supreme Immortal Cannon, and the last Immortal Kingdom Wings, just to prevent trouble, escape, and not fall into a passive position.

"You quickly board the ship and retreat to the heavens."

Qin Li pulled the bow.

Shooted three arrows of merit.

Passed through the air and aimed at the three Yamas.

This arrow has limited power and naturally cannot kill them.

But it successfully interfered with the Burial Ancient Yama, the Dusk Yama, and the Desolate Yama in an instant.

"Go!"

Baili Jian escaped.

Li Ping'an and the Emperor of Heaven returned.

Get on the immortal ship and escape from hell.

"You can't run away, because the immortal ship is too bloated!"

The three Yamas were furious and chased after them, wanting to board the ship and fight again.

Qin Li's eyes flashed with cold light: "No need to give more gifts, everyone. This little gift is for you!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Boom!

The cabin cracked.

The ancient stars fell out.

This time, they brought a total of thirty-three stars.

In the previous two rounds of explosions, eighteen stars were taken. Now the remaining fifteen stars poured out all at once and hit the three Yamas.

Boom boom boom——

Continuous roar.

One round after another, the stars bloomed!

The waves of destruction formed by the convergence swept across half of the ancient hell.

The hell was smashed through, revealing the Guixu below. Even the Supreme Yama did not dare to resist it head-on and could only retreat.

The celestial fairy ship abandoned the heavy stars, felt relaxed, and its speed soared. In addition, the shock wave formed by the explosion pushed the fairy ship. Although the stern was shattered, it did accelerate several times.

Whoosh——

Like an arrow from a bow.

The fairy ship rose straight up and turned into a fairy rainbow.

"We must not let them escape this time!"

"We will chase them with all our strength!"

"Chase them quickly!"

The three Yamas exclaimed.

After spending so much, Qin Li must not be let go.

The Lingtai Temple Master glanced at the departing fairy ship and said lightly: "It's almost time, I should leave and return to Lingtai Temple!"

"What!"

Zanggu Yama frowned:

"You can't leave until the heavens are destroyed!"

The Lingtai Temple Master floated away without being stained by dust, leaving only one sentence:

"I don't want to help anyone, I just want to maintain balance. Now that the heavens have lost Taihua Supreme, their strength has plummeted, and I don't need to take action again."

If the Yamas destroy the heavens in this battle, it will surely accelerate the birth of the Heavenly Dao. They don't want to see this situation, so they choose to maintain the status quo.

"Fence-sitter!"

Huanghuang Yama cursed contemptuously.

Jiemie Yama asked: "Zanggu, are we still chasing?"

Zanggu Yama glanced at the fairy ship going away, and his heart was full of anger.

"It's useless to chase him. We are in a weak position now. It seems that this carefully prepared encirclement and suppression can only end in failure. However, killing Taihua Supreme is also a great gain."

Huang Gu Yan Luo said anxiously: "Zang Gu, don't be careless. Qin Li's progress is too scary. If he is promoted to Saint Eight or even Saint Nine in a short time, what awaits us will be destruction."

Xie Mie Yan Luo clenched his fists and hated: "It's all because of the Lingtai Temple Master, who is a traitor and refuses to cooperate. Otherwise, we chased him and killed him. Even if we couldn't kill Qin Li, we could still inflict heavy damage."

Hearing this! Zang Gu Yan Luo was distressed.

But he was used to big storms.

So he quickly came up with a plan to deal with it and ordered:

"Lingtai Temple and Wugong Mountain are unreliable. We still need to strengthen ourselves."

"First, help Zhenkong and others reshape their bodies and revive their strength. Then collect dark matter and build an altar. I want to communicate with the Heavenly Dao."

So far!

The battle was over.

The atmosphere on the fairy ship was depressing.

Although they escaped a disaster, they were defeated miserably.

A huge amount of resources was consumed, but a supreme being and many heroes were lost.

"I blame myself for not using the army well. I didn't expect Lingtai Temple, Wugong Mountain, and I didn't expect Hell to take the initiative to attack and sneak attack the rear."

Qin Li stood at the bow, taking the responsibility, his face depressed, holding the Immortal Bow of Morality in his hand, his lips trembling slightly, full of anger.

"Don't blame you, who would have thought that the two transcendent forces would not only take the initiative to participate in the war, but also help the tyrant." Baili Jian patted Qin Li's shoulder.

Li Ping'an was covered in wounds and gritted his teeth: "It's obvious that it was harmed by the way of heaven that I fell to this, but now I help my enemies, it's disgusting."

Chu Qingyin was worried and comforted: "Husband, you have done a very good job. If it were not decisive at the critical moment, we would probably be dead."

"Um!"

Qin Li nodded.

Not too many replies.

My heart is heavy and I don’t want to talk.

The depressive atmosphere lasted until two days later.

The heavenly fairy ship returns to the heavens and sails all the way to Qianyuan.

On the way.

Devastated everywhere.

Qianyuan suffered the heaviest losses.

The beautiful thirty-two states of the past.

The landforms are different, the customs are various, and each has its own characteristics.

Now they are all reduced to wasteland, billions of miles of empty space without any trace of life.

Only Dizhou, in another layer of time and space, avoided the catastrophe and retained a piece of fire from the Qianyuan monks.

"Why--"

Dugu Laomo let out a long sigh.

I couldn't bear to look at it, so I simply closed my eyes.

This time the losses were too great, and it could be said that they returned in a disastrous defeat.

In the sky, there were dark clouds and heavy rain pouring down, as if the universe was crying.

"Ms. sir, you are finally back." Concubine Xia Yu and her daughters were so excited that they shed tears as they stood on the ferry boat.

"As long as you're all right." Qin Li's gloomy expression eased slightly when he saw that his family was safe: "Where are they?"

Mo Yao pointed inside: "They are all in the cabin world, holding a funeral."

Everyone's hearts tightened.

Rush into the cabin and attend the funeral.

The green mountains are long, the sky is clear, and there are lamentations in all directions.

Confucian immortals, demonic Buddhas, demon heroes, Dao heroes, sword heroes, and many other war dead. Their graves stand next to the six great ape saints.

Too many people died, and the solitary graves piled on top of each other turned into a cemetery.

There are also many innocent people whose names are unknown, who died too hastily, so only tall monuments can be erected to symbolize the countless fallen creatures.

"I'm late!"

Qin Li walked through the crowd, feeling heavy in his heart.

"I wish you were safe." The two Alchemy Immortals were both wearing plain white mourning clothes.

When they saw the warrior return, they wanted to smile back, but the death of Confucian Immortal was such a shock to them that they could not control their emotions and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"No need to force it."

Qin Li offered incense and flowers to the deceased.

Dugu Laomo said sadly: "A few days ago, they were drinking with me, but I didn't expect that it would be a separation, forever separated by life and death."

The Demon Lord gritted his teeth and looked gloomy: "With the qualifications of the three heroes of the Demon Buddha, as long as they are given another thousand years, they will definitely be the emperors, and they will not die in such a painful way."

The Master held the measuring ruler in his hand and sighed sadly: "After all, fate is too ruthless and cannot be controlled by anyone. There are too many people who should not die."

The old monk from Foya looked at the tombstone of the Demon Buddha, with sadness in his eyes. He sat down on the ground, clasped his hands together, and began to recite salvation scriptures.

"We must kill the Evil Buddha of Vacuum with our own hands and annihilate his mark." A group of immortal saints gritted their teeth, trembling with anger when they thought of the death of the Confucian Immortal.

The price of this failure was too heavy. Although no one said it, their confidence was severely hit. They no longer had any ambitions and even became timid.

"Why!"

Chaos shook his head and sighed in his heart.

After all, there is no escape from fate.

No matter how hard you struggle, you can't reverse the trend.

There are many heroes from all over the world, but they are defeated again and again, and it is difficult to organize a major attack.

Where can I find such hope?