The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Huh!"

The emperor stepped into the sky, and thousands of Blade Qi rolled towards the west. Leaving one after another Gang wind blows everywhere.

The cultivator of the four directions showed a dazed look.

Yan Chuan is slightly frowned. Sigh deeply!

Jing Zhao looking thoughtful, but did not pay attention to it for too long.

Countless cultivators in the four directions are still at a loss, but as the emperor leaves, everyone's attention is once again focused on Jing Zhao. After all, Jing Zhao is the protagonist today.

Jing Zhao look up at this day!

"Yuan Tian Gang!" Jing Zhao called out suddenly.

When Jing Zhao spoke, the void in front of him seemed to tremble.

Above the trembling void, a scene suddenly appeared slowly. In the picture, a white robed man stood in front of a giant tablet.

"Holy Lord, everything is in order, only awaiting orders from the Holy Lord!" Yuan Tian Gang respectfully said.

Jing Zhao nodded.

"Ten Thousand Sect Hearing!" Jing Zhao suddenly shouted coldly.

The sea of ​​clouds of great merit suddenly trembles strongly, and at the same time, Jing Zhao's voice seems to radiate all over the world in an instant.

For a time, the Sect Master of various sects and various sects in the world all raised their heads in horror.

This voice sounded like Nine Heavens coming thunder, and it was ear-shattering.

With this voice, Jing Zhao's imposing manner spread to the whole world in an instant, and almost all powerhouses in the world suddenly felt a huge oppression.

This is not only the scope of the Jokhang, the entire East Divine Continent, the five major Divine Continents, almost everywhere is this kind of huge oppression.

Divine Sect Holy Land.

Meng Hongying looked up at the sky.

"This is the breath of Jing Zhao? Isn't she in the East Divine Continent?" Meng Hongying exclaimed.

Heavenly Chance Sect.

A group of white haired old man looks up at the sky. A goddess stood beside.

"Jing Zhao's voice? Really strong!" The goddess whispered to herself.

Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

A group of monks stepped on a golden round platform and looked up at the sky.

"Jing Zhao's imposing manner, how strong is she?" A monk said solemnly.

Julu Academy. light boundary mouth!

Meng Lingtian took Dongfang Zhengpai, Meng Rongrong and the others, standing at the light boundary, looking at the sky.

"This girl is too strong! Our light boundary is shaking!" Dongfang Zhengpai said blankly.

Girls?

Everyone: "………………!"

Meng Lingtian also looked at this top grade dísciple Dongfang Zhengpai weirdly.

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With a cry of Jing Zhao, Ten Thousand Sect powerhouse in the world stopped everything in his hands.

"Ten Thousand Sect is instructed to do Heaven and Earth. Anyone who cultivates Yinde Sect, contributes half of the'merit', and contributes quickly. The deity only gives you one hour!" Jing Zhao Shen The sound opened the mouth and said.

"Wow!"

The real world is in an uproar.

With an order, must all cultivating Yin Virtue sect in the world surrender half of the merits?

This, this is more than overbearing, it is basically an enemy of the world!

Meng Hongying listened to the voice from Jing Zhao in amazement. How could this be possible.

But, the evil thing happened behind Meng Hongying for the first time.

"Divine Sect Holy Land, donate half of your merits, and hope that the Holy Lord of Beijing will succeed in heaven!" a light shout came from behind Meng Hongying.

"Grandfather's voice?" Meng Hongying complexion changed.

"hong long long ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

There was a roar suddenly behind Meng Hongying, far away In the direction of God World, endless yellow merits soared to the sky, heading straight to the east at an extremely terrifying speed.

"How is this possible?" Meng Hongying exclaimed.

Half merit? Half of the merits of Divine Sect Holy Land, why did grandfather agree so quickly?