"Thank you very much"

Yang Youqi handed over his hand to thank him. When he turned his head, there were a lot of people around him. He asked strangely: "Where have all the people gone?"

"I went to look for the Overlord's Tomb. Are you going?"

Qin Yuandao.

Yang Youqi shook his head: "If we don't go, we will definitely die miserably with our cultivation level."

Rather, he is self-aware.

Qin Yuan looked at Li Jiaxuan again.

"I won't go either, not because I'm afraid, but because I don't care about Overlord's Tomb."

Li Jiaxuan said disdainfully.

Qin Yuan chuckled.

Attention turned back to Shenjing.

now.

Shenjing.

Three million human sword immortals came in a steady stream from all over the world.

The scene was so grand that it had never happened before.

"Have you found Qin Cao and Li Jiaxuan?"

Li Shoumin, who was holding a piece of paper in his hand, frowned and asked one of his subordinates.

He had high hopes for Qin Cao and Li Jiaxuan.

At the critical moment, everything disappeared.

It would be a lie to say you are not angry.

"Someone saw them leaving the city a few days ago. My subordinates searched Youzhou but couldn't find them."

The subordinate replied.

Li Shoumin's expression became strange.

He thought about how he and Qin Yuan ran away together every time there was a big change.

“Forget it if you can’t find it”

After Li Shoumin finished speaking, he looked up at the starry sky and murmured in a voice that could not be heard by others: "You won't run away into the starry sky this time, right?"

My guess was pretty accurate.

Qin Yuanxin said.

After a while.

"This time I just need to win, not lose."

Li Shoumin said to himself again.

The true face of the Three Million Sword Immortal.

No one knows better than him.

In a word, you get old before you get old.

If you don't defeat the Holy Emperor while you still have your last breath, you will only end up being boiled by the Holy Emperor.

Time passed little by little.

Three million monks finally arrived.

It suddenly started snowing, giving people a gloomy feeling, as if it indicated that this trip would not go well.

"To be honest, I really don't want to fight this battle, but I have to fight it. The Holy Spirit clan looks down on us and is afraid of the power of faith, so they don't do anything more excessive. In the future, we can still rely on the power of faith.

Everyone knows how long it will take."

Li Shoumin paused and shouted: "This battle is for ourselves and for future generations. Fight with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches."

"Punch away with one punch, lest hundreds of punches come your way."

"Punch away with one punch, lest hundreds of punches come your way."

…

Three million people roared loudly.

"Set off"

Li Shoumin waved his hand.

Thousands of teleportation arrays were activated.

Soon, three million sword immortals appeared on the large island to the west of Fairy Island.

"Brother Li"

A large number of figures appeared in the west.

Lin Dong arrived with the troops from Mount Xumi.

The number of people is much smaller than that of Li Shoumin.

But all of them are very powerful.

"Brother Lin, I remember you didn't follow this path before."

Li Shoumin smiled.

Lin Dong just smiled and did not answer.

An old man named Zhuge Yi once said something to him.

And regard the suspicious eyes of others as a ghost fire, boldly go on your night road.

Li Shoumin turned his eyes to the fairy island, which was like a fairyland, and murmured: "Can the Buddha reach the Holy Spirit of Dacheng?"

Lin Dong smiled slightly, raised his chin, and said confidently: "Buddha can't cross, I will cross."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The tense atmosphere dissipated.

"Count three numbers together and send them together"

Li Shoumin's voice, mixed with spiritual thoughts, spread to the ears of tens of thousands of sword immortals.

Then it spread to the ears of three million sword immortals through tens of thousands of sword immortals.

"three"

"two"

"one"

Three million rays of faith transformed into sword energy rushed towards the fairy island together.

Li Shoumin himself felt very frightened when he saw this scene.

The next scene was as expected, the fairy island was annihilated.

"successful"

Li Shoumin suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, three million sword immortals let out a thundering cheer.

They only had one strike to destroy each other.

Boom!

A figure soared into the sky from the ruins.

It was a golden Holy Spirit, which was larger than the Holy Spirit that appeared before, and it was also much older.

His whole body was in tatters and he looked like he was about to expire.
Chapter completed!