Luohu is located about seven or eight light years away from the small satellite where Qin Yi is stationed. It is just a vast distance between the upper and lower parts, and it is basically impossible to accurately locate it. He has also opened up a small plane, which is even more difficult to find.

There are subordinates in the plane, and even palaces are built, which is very luxurious.

Luohu sat on the throne and was silently healing his wounds. Looking at the somewhat deserted palace, his eyes full of hatred.

In fact, it’s not too lonely to say that it’s too lonely, and there are not many subordinates, but unfortunately there are no strong people.

After the army was wiped out by Liusu Yaoguang, Luohu's new subordinates had not yet been raised. Although he had the ability to forcibly improve others' cultivation, he could not use it on a large scale. It would have to consume his own energy. How could he create Taiqing in large quantities?

To this day, I have only forced two early Taiqing periods, and the rest are basically Wuxiang. I have selected six strongest ones from them, and together with the two Taiqing periods, I have forced a "Tianlong Ba Tribe" to gather together, and I still think that one day I will be prosperous again and sweep across the world.

Ideals are beautiful, but at this moment they are really just a skeleton, and the imagined large force is still only present in the grand scheme.

At this moment, Luohu was injured and could not be well recovered for a while.

Some things are rooted in the root of the matter, and they can only be said to be fate. Why didn’t he want to raise a strong army before attacking the sect? However, he also knew that Liusu Yaoguang was recovering quickly, and it is still unknown what changes would happen at that time.

At this time, the world is in chaos and can be used when it can be used, and he has made a breakthrough by himself, and it is already a perfect step. After thinking about it, it is most appropriate to take advantage of this time to attack.

But I really didn't expect that the other party's core had become that strange man named Qin Yi. Neither Jiuying nor Tian Yinzi told him about this matter. Jiuying deliberately concealed it, and Tian Yinzi himself didn't know much about it.

As a result, I was shocked to find that the other party was clearly twisted into a rope, and the three realms were just a sound. Liusu Yaoguang actually served one man together, even the Phoenix Emperor of the Styx, who had been in dispute for a long time in the underworld, the human emperor and the demon king were all his wives, and there was no dispute between the three realms of heaven, earth, man and man... The "impossible reconciliation" that I had imagined was simply a naked ridicule.

The adhesion power of this supreme peach blossom really made people's eyes shatter. It's been like this for only a few years. Who would have thought it would be? This is not life. If I had known this, it would be better to develop my own tribe and play in another place.

It's useless to regret now. This has finally become the weakest and most likely period for him to fall.

From ancient times to the present, the weakest embarrassment was because of Liusu's group... Luohu's eyes were extremely ferocious, but the smile at the corners of his mouth became stronger.

There are many kinds of magic in the world.

A typical example is that what I like is mine. If you don’t give it to me, it’s your fault.

Such people will not think that others' protection and resistance are normal, but will hate them and think that they are all blamed for your troubles.

This kind of mentality that Luohu has used fishing from all heavens and worlds is already an inertia.

Since Tianjizi almost let him in, he kept talking about Liusu and Yaoguang, not only thinking that the two guardians in this world deserve attention, but more importantly, hatred.

He hated Liusu and Yaoguang, who had always ruined his good deeds, and after he was wiped out, he hated him even more.

But he was still laughing.

Luohu loves to laugh... He often thinks that laughing is a very interesting expression. Whether it is happiness, success, hatred, or pressure, it can be expressed through laughter, and others will think that it is a kind of strong demeanor.

When Youming was cheated, he almost lost his last bit of demeanor, and he was still laughing.

"Emperor, this is the star core you want..." A Luohu tribe held a crystal tremblingly: "We..."

Before he finished speaking, a demonic aura surged in, rushing his head away, leaving only a Yang Shen hanging outside in shock, looking at his headless body.

"This is also called a star core?" Luohu smiled and said, "Look at it if it is the size of your own nails?"

The tribes were extremely aggrieved: "...There are very few suitable galaxies nearby... and the galaxies here do not have zodiac signs, and there is no intention of Jidu Luohu, the kind that the emperor wants... Let's expand the scope and search."

Luohu smiled and said, "I'll give you three days."

No matter how kind he smiles, no one will doubt whether the sun will be burned and tortured forever after three days.

The tribes stopped talking.

I originally wanted to say that the ability to travel to galaxies and refine the star core is not as good as the cabbage. Wuxiang is very forced to do such a thing, and it is impossible to be efficient. How can it be possible in three days?

Your former powerful troops had already died. Now there are very few people who can do such work. Now even the people who were originally staring at the light curtain have withdrawn to search for the star core. Isn’t that really going to happen?

But looking at Luohu's expression, I don't want to say this anymore.

Will something happen if no one guards there? It will be a matter of the future. If you don’t find the star core, you will die first. Who cares about so much?

Luohu didn't forget that side, and said the next sentence himself: "If there is insufficient staff, the people guarding the light curtain over there will be sent to find him. Even if Qin Yi comes out, it will be impossible for him to find him. When he is cured, he will play with them slowly..."

Before he finished speaking, the small plane suddenly shook, the palace began to collapse, and even the cracks in the plane burst out.

Luohu's smile froze on his face.

A subordinate rolled and crawled over: "Emperor, Emperor! There is a warship made of white stones outside, trying to break open the space!"

"Crack!" Luohu crushed the handrail of the throne.

It’s really a turn for the feng shui. I have repeatedly blasted the boundary membrane gate of their world, and now it’s their turn to blast their position.

But how could they find it so quickly? How did they do this?

Now this kind of injury cannot be dealt with at all!

Luohu's smile that had lasted for the rest of his life completely disappeared, and his whole face turned into a demonic hideous look.

The tribes in the hall suddenly realized something was wrong.

Their magic power, flesh and blood, and even the soul, until the objects in the hall were arranged, suddenly began to purely become energetic, forming thousands of strands of energy, gathering towards Luohu.

The closest one who had submitted the star core before was too late to scream, and the entire Yang God disappeared instantly and turned into Luohu's nutrients.

The hall was like a black hole with demonic energy, swallowing all matter and energy.

"Emperor, Emperor! You..."

Luohu smiled and said, "You have been promoted by my ability and enjoying the prosperity of the Yang God for thousands of years. Isn't it reasonable to return it to me now?"

The tribes understood.

As a practice method that can project the growth of fish raising in the heavens and all worlds and recover its essence, is its energy easy to receive?

With his mark, he may be surrendered by him at any time, recycled by him, and become his own nutrients. Even if he is self-righteous, he is powerless in the face of this root plunder, and he has no room for struggle and resistance. Because it originally belonged to Luohu...

Even though the fish in all worlds are following the example, people still seek the temptation of rapid breakthroughs in front of them, and they force themselves to think that recycling is not the same as the energy he gives...

There are no pies falling from the sky in the world, they are all poisonous.

It's not yours, it's not yours.

Now that I understand, I have no choice but to regret it.

"Rahu, you must die a good death!" He struggled with powerlessness, leaving only a vicious curse. The curse resentment of Taiqing Wuxiang's men could soar to the sky, but it really makes no sense to a powerful man who is half a step to supreme.

"Boom!" The plane finally couldn't stand the bombardment of the Human Emperor warship, and finally a gap was cracked. The warship rushed in, headed straight to the palace, and plowed a thousand-mile crack on the ground.

Qin Yi stood at the front of the battleship and silently watched the spiral of demonic energy in the palace, like a sea of ​​rivers that penetrated into Luohu's body and could not be seen.

He had no idea of ​​saving those people.

The tribes were gone, and the palaces were gone. Everything turned into dust and became void planes.

Luohu floated in the void and smiled at the sky: "Do you think I was seriously injured and want me to recover instantly? Qin Yi, I am so supreme. If you have to live to the death, you will suffer casualties. Why not talk?"
Chapter completed!