The red paper umbrella turns slowly in the white snow.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the coldness around him was getting heavier and heavier. Zhuang Xuan bent down and waited for a long time. The arc of the sword light flashed, and a puddle of blood splashed on the snow. Several people fell forward at the same time, and there was still a bit of disbelief in the pupil of the first one, as if he did not believe that his own brother would be so decisive and ruthless.

"These past few days have been extremely heinous, and it's really defiled the hands of the gods to deal with them by the gods." Zhuang Xuan lowered his blood-stained sword with a guilty expression.

A little meal.

"In addition, there is another person, the former chief sword elder of our sect, Gu Qingshui. This person used to have a false name, arrogantly created killing karma, and arbitrarily killed an old friend of the gods who had been guarding the northwest corner for many years. Since this person had traveled to the ancient sea before, it was difficult for a while. He has been detained and has now been removed from the sect. After that, the Imperial Beast Sect will immediately capture this person with all their strength, and then…”

Zhuang Xuan stopped talking.

red paper umbrella closed

Divine Sovereign raised his head in the snow, and the cold mist illuminated his face.

He seemed to be smiling.

He smiled and asked, "Please give me a punishment then, right?"

Chapter 143: The Northwest Sky is Insufficient

The wind rolled the flag and threw the snow all over the person.

The guilt and sincerity on Zhuang Xuan’s face gradually faded away. He stood up straight in the snow, and after a while, he suddenly waved his hand to the accompanying team. They retreated as silently as they had come, and were stationed hundreds of miles away, leaving only the caisson in place. Zhuang Xuan looked up at the city gate of Meicheng.

On the city gate, a layer of snow has accumulated on the wooden joints engraved with "Qing Qi is full of heaven and earth"[1].

"You don't like Imperial Beast Sect."

Zhuang Xuan retracted his gaze.

"The Beast Sect once killed your old friend," the wind and snow stopped suddenly, the sky and the earth were freezing, Zhuang Xuan paused for a moment before continuing, "If it's just because of this, it's natural for the gods to hate the Beast Sect. Resentment and disgust are the cause and effect of the Imperial Beast Sect, and there is nothing to say."

The Divine Sovereign standing in front of the city did not bring a sword or a single person, but the oppression in the darkness was something Zhuang Xuan had never seen in his life. If the Divine Sovereign wants to kill him, it is useless for him to bring many people.

"But your dislike of the Beast Sect is not entirely due to old resentment," Zhuang Xuan said slowly, "but the Beast Sect itself."

The snow in the "clean air" of the city gate was swept away by the wind.

The red clothes fluttered in the snow.

Zhuang Xuan brushed the snow off his shoulders: "You are a god, you once built the empty sang where gods, demons and humans coexist. Even if the empty sang collapsed and the gods returned to the sky after poor preaching, you still think about the coexistence of immortals and monsters, and rebuilding. Kong Sang..." He smiled, "Among the many immortal sects, there is no more cruel existence than the Beast Master Sect, and no existence more diametrically opposed to your vision."

Enslaved monsters and forced city gods.

The existence of the Imperial Beast Sect has ripped apart all the camouflage that can be avoided. It has become the biggest contradiction between the immortals and the demon clan today, and it has also become the biggest ridicule of the gods in the past.

Apart from the question with a smile at the beginning, the monarch showed no emotion at all. He just listened to Zhuang Xuan's words calmly, neither refuting nor affirming, letting one sentence become more acute. Those words as sharp as swords seemed to fall silently into the ancient well.

No waves and no waves.

"The Shiyi ethnic group is now in the lineage of the West Sea Kraken," Shenjun said with no joy or anger, "within ten days, the Shiyi ethnic group, the guardian of the Shiyi Shengu Hui tribe, will go to the Shiyi ethnic group to plead guilty."

"God has a destiny, and dare not violate it." Zhuang Xuan saw that he was not moved by the heavy treasure, nor was he hurt by the old things, so he simply stopped detours, and finally went straight in, "As for the blood contract, the god wants to control the beasts in one place. In the middle of the year, the contract that has already been established is abolished, in exchange for the alliance of fairy and monsters to be held as usual, it is difficult for the Imperial Beast Sect to obey."

Shenjun expected that he would say this, but he did not get angry: "Taiyizong and the Wu clan can make the Thirty-Six Islands stay in Qingzhou, and they can also make the Thirty-Six Islands go out of the mountain pass in the west, and attack the West Sea Kraken." He The wrist bones are dwindling, holding an umbrella and standing in the wind, looking like a teenager, thin and thin, but the words he said made Zhuang Xuan slightly discolored.

"You, or others, just feel that what my weakness is, it's clear at a glance." The monarch raised his eyes slightly, watching the snow falling from the sky, "If you think about the world, you can't indulge yourself if you set the world as your own responsibility. Immortals and demons are fighting, and life is ruined, so it is impossible to sit and watch the world and kill themselves under the eyes of tigers in the wild, isn't it?"

Zhuang Xuan's face was cloudy and uncertain.

A particularly beautiful snowflake swirls from the sky. Divine Sovereign reached out to take it.

The snowflakes fell into his palm at an angle. don't know if it was because of the slight air current when he spoke. It didn't stop, but like a standing lamp, it continued to flip and swirl in his palm. The tiny ice ridges reflected a little bit of light and fell into the dark eyes of the god.

"Yes."

Divine Sovereign's voice was so calm that it was almost cold.

"I won't let the world kill themselves, and I won't let the Great Wilderness invade. But not letting the Thirty-Six Islands and the West Sea Kraken attack the West Continent will stop the storm, and making the Imperial Beast Sect change the sky and change the sun will also stop the storm. "

"You..." Zhuang Xuan was horrified and lost his voice, but he quickly reacted and changed his tone, "What do you mean by this, Lord God?"

The goddess smiled again.

His eyes were cold.

"An old friend once sent me a sentence, saying yes, the most kind and sage sage, the most sad and sad relatives and friends. This sentence is right and wrong, I can't be called a sage or a sage, but my relatives are also Alright, friends, we've all been separated once. I know what it feels like to be alone." The snowflakes on Shenjun's palm gradually melted in the rotation, "Gods, demons, and people have no place for me."

He turned around and opened the red paper umbrella again.

"The third world is ridiculous, and relatives and friends get together. What do I have left?"

There is a desolate miasma left, and the four fields are clear. Four extremes set, the obsession of establishing the world. Then for the sake of the whole world, let the people of one continent and one sect hate him more, what is there? ... Hate him, enough, don't care about more.