Holy Palace.

Qin Yu opened his eyes on the bed, and then quickly recovered from focus. He stood up and looked at Yan Luo with a slightly pale face, bowed and said, "Thank you."

It is not easy to send his consciousness into Ning Ling's dream, not to mention that after so long, he spent his whole life together in the dream, Yan Luo was his matchmaker and Ning Ling.

Yan Luo coughed lightly, "The Holy Emperor helped me to get the treasure of the reincarnation of the Huangquan lineage, and today's work is what I should do."

Qin Yu nodded and said nothing more. Just remember some things in his heart. He looked at Youji next to him, "How long has the time passed?"

Youji said: "Your Majesty, it's the fourth day. The Demon Assistant has come once and said that everything you need is ready."

Qin Yu's thoughts moved slightly, and in the soul space, Zi Yue's calm voice sounded, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, I can take action at any time."

"good!"

Qin Yu yelled softly, "Demon servant!"

The sound spread through the power of the Holy Palace and instantly spread throughout every corner.

Soon, the demon servant arrived and presented the storage magic weapon with both hands, "Your Majesty, everything is inside, please check it out."

Qin Yu took it, his divine thoughts penetrated it, and carefully scanned it to make sure there was nothing wrong, "Thank you for your hard work. Let me continue to order, and I will temporarily close the Holy Imperial Palace and no one can disturb me."

Before he could speak, Yan Luo said, "His Majesty the Holy Emperor, I will say goodbye first... I hope Your Majesty can succeed."

She turned and left.

The demon servant retreated, and the Holy Emperor Palace was closed, and the powerful force distorted the space, which made everyone's spy on the outside world.

Youji held Qin Yu's hand and said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry, you will definitely succeed." Despite his calmness, he could still detect the tension in his heart.

Qin Yu took a deep breath, "Yes." He looked up, a crescent moon shadow appeared, and in the pure and peaceful moonlight, the purple moon stepped forward.

I don’t know how she did this past few days, but her breath has completely recovered. At least she looks like she is not in a state of weakness.

Facing Qin Yu's hesitant eyes, Zi Yue said lightly: "I used some means to recover as before in a short period of time. I need to rest for a while afterwards."

She said it was light and calm, but Qin Yu knew very well that this powerful taboo method would definitely cost a lot.

He bowed and said in a deep voice: "I owe you a great favor."

Zi Yue's eyes were slightly brighter and she did not refuse. Didn't she do all this just to get Qin Yu's recognition? Obviously, she has been half successful so far. As long as the witch's life is completed smoothly, she will have a guaranteed future.

"Give me the prepared auxiliary items."

Qin Yu handed over the storage magic weapon, Zi Yue checked it and nodded, "No problem. I will arrange the altar of the witch clan in the future and summon the dark power to come. Remember, at the moment the altar is completed, the divine nature must be sent into it."

In the world of the mind, on the altar of the prison god, the frozen god said lightly: "Don't worry, the Demon Emperor, since I have made a decision, I will never regret it."

Ziyue took action. In the purple moonlight, auxiliary materials from the storage magic weapon flew out one after another. They quickly melted and gathered together, turning into a deep dark color.

As viscous as ink, large bubbles kept coming out and shattering, like boiling boiling water. But strangely, the temperature in the air did not increase, but continued to decrease at an astonishing speed.

Qin Yu waved his sleeves and Youji was sent directly out of the hall. Even so, her body was still covered with a light layer of frost whiteness, which was stimulated by the cold breath, causing her face to be pale, her hands tightly held together, and she looked at the quickly frozen palace nervously.

The interior of the hall was already covered with ice. Qin Yu did not do anything extra. He stood there like a sun, abandoning all the ice and cold outside.

Ziyue's fingers kept falling, and each finger was in the dark slurry, leaving a deep mark, and then a circle of fluctuations spreading outwards.

The fluctuations diffusing in different directions collide with each other, resulting in smaller ripples, thus covering a whole mass of mucus. Among these ripples, the dark mucus continues to stretch, gradually taking the appearance of an altar.

At first it was just like a shape, but soon became clear. When the altar appeared in front of him intact, the dark mucus that formed the altar quickly condensed, like ice sealed by black water.

The Witch Clan Altar is completed!

Ziyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and deep in her eyes, there seemed to be countless runes flowing, like a brilliant nebula.

These runes seem messy, but they are connected together, but they can form an upside-down altar - exactly the same as the witch altar in front of you at this moment.

"Demon King!"

Qin Yu raised his hand and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. His fingertips burst out, as if he was sank into the flesh and blood, slowly pulling outward. A dazzling long rhombus polyhedron appeared from it. The powerful aura of nobleness, majesty, and arrogance swept across the world in an instant. The cold air in the air suddenly became rich, and the temperature dropped wildly again.

In this extreme cold, a white-haired figure appeared. He stepped in front of Qin Yu, and slowly said in silence: "I hope you won't let me down."

Bang-

The figure shattered like a bubble.

call out--

The divine nature flew out and directly penetrated into the altar of the witch clan.

The altar made up of runes deep in Zi Yue's eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and then all the runes quickly burned. A trace of pain appeared on her face, and her breath weakened rapidly, as if she was forcibly extracting her strength.

Qin Yu's expression tightened, and at this moment, Zi Yue whispered, "The sacrifice has arrived. According to the agreement before ancient times, please come the power of darkness!"

A drop of ink suddenly appeared in the hall, and then quickly spread outward. It was a pure darkness without any unnecessary attributes.

Strange syllables come from the darkness and cannot understand them at all, but when they fall into your ears, they can clearly perceive the meaning it represents.

"The priest of the priest you provide is the sixth level, which is not enough to exchange for my power. Thinking of the priest's status, the power of darkness can come to protect her for two hundred years. But the power of darkness will not give additional gifts, and will provide new sacrifices in two hundred years, otherwise I will collect her soul as compensation for me."

The darkness in front of her eyes surged into Ning Ling's body like a stream of water. All her aura disappeared in an instant, completely isolated from the outside world.

Zi Yue's face was pale, "I'm sorry, I don't know that this kind of change will occur."

Qin Yu took a deep breath and suppressed his restlessness, "It has nothing to do with you."

Two hundred years are enough, and he will definitely find enough sacrifices and solve the punishment of Xianyuan on Ning Ling.

Zi Yue nodded, "I have to sleep for a while." The words fell, and she and the moon shadow on her head disappeared at the same time.

In the soul space, Zi Yue seemed to have encountered a lunar eclipse, extinguishing little by little.

The ice in the hall quickly dissipated, and Youji quickly stepped in and looked anxious, "Your Majesty, how is Sister Ning Ling?"

Qin Yu said: "She will be fine within two hundred years."

Youji showed joy on her face. After two hundred years of preparation, she would definitely solve the problem and had absolute confidence in Qin Yu. Qin Yu did not say anything about the consequences of not being able to provide sacrifices in two hundred years, because he would never allow that kind of thing to happen.

Looking at Ning Ling who seemed to be asleep on the bed, Qin Yu's mind rolled in countless thoughts, and finally a hint of determination appeared. He raised his hand and the light surged in his palm. A token quickly condensed and completed, "Youji, this is the affiliated token that controls the Holy Emperor Palace. When I am not here in the future, you will be the highest master of the power of the Holy Emperor Palace... Protect yourself and protect Ning Ling."

You Ji widened her eyes, "Your Majesty...you..."

Qin Yu handed her the token, "Don't worry, just in case, now I'm going to do something."

The eyes were chilling!

Over the years, all kinds of grudges with the Immortal Sect have completely broken through Qin Yu's tolerance limit after Ning Ling.

They... are no longer in harmony!

Swish-

Qin Yu's figure moved and disappeared directly. After a moment, he appeared in front of the lord of the Taoist temple and went straight to the point, "Ximen, I have a plan to destroy the Immortal Sect, and you need to cooperate with me."

...

The Immortal Sect, due to the release of the power of the Immortal Source, has basically recovered.

But if Qin Yu doesn't die for a day, they will be like a thorn in their throats and will never be able to remain stable.

The figure of the Lord of the Netherworld was wrapped in dark power, and he gritted his teeth, "When the Shen Yuanyin dies, I will not believe it, and he can continue to endure it!"

The Buddha's expression was indifferent, "Should she not have much time." He couldn't help but think of the meeting with Qin Yu when he destroyed Mount Zhongnan and killed the Xianming clan.

A hint of throbbing came out of my heart irresistibly. Even though many days have passed, the feeling still exists.

The Buddha's Lord subconsciously frowned, and the murderous intent in his chest was even better. No matter what the reason was, Qin Yu had to die.

But will he really lose his mind and break into the Immortal Sect regardless of everything? If he chooses to endure and wait until he is strong enough in the future, who can kill him? If there really is that day, the people of the Immortal Sect will probably have to hide in the small world and dare not step into the world.

After all, no one can guarantee whether the killing of the god vowel can really become a shackle that limits his improvement!

The Lord of the Netherworld obviously thought of this and said coldly: "We must anger him, let him hate you and me to the core, and don't give him more time."

The Buddha's Lord had no expression on his face, "The realm master stood at the perspective of the Demon Emperor. Once the divine vowel dies, what measures will he take to deal with you and me."

"Break each one!" The Lord of the Netherworld Realm said in a deep voice: "Immortal Sect and Qin are the leaders of this matter. Although it was you and I who killed Shen Yuanyin, Qin was the inducement."

"That's right, if the Demon Emperor takes action, he will definitely kill the Emperor Ying first, weaken the power of your side, and at the same time intimidate the world, and make my Immortal Sect fall into an isolated and helpless situation. But if we just rescue Emperor Ying when he takes action and find a way to stimulate him, will the Emperor Ying be even more angry?"

The Lord of the Netherworld's eyes lit up.

...

Qin Yu said lightly: "If I take action against Emperor Ying, the Immortal Sect will definitely rescue me and find a way to completely anger me and lead me into the Immortal Sect."

Ximen Gucheng frowned, "I admit that what you said is very likely, but the question is what can you do after entering the Immortal Sect?"
Chapter completed!