Peerless God Emperor

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the berserk airflow in the air seemed to have quieted down, and it gradually returned to its calm state.    

Qian Xuetingjun was still standing proudly in the air, his gaze turned in a certain direction, then he stepped in a certain direction and disappeared.    

Below, a blue-robed figure could be seen standing there like a spear. However, his handsome face was as pale as a sheet of paper. His body was trembling as a trace of blood could be seen at the corner of his mouth.    

With great difficulty, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Universal City. His pale face revealed a bitter smile as he muttered to himself, "Old partner, I've really tried my best!"    

The faint sound seemed to have exhausted his entire body.    

With that, his hands hung down powerlessly. That tall and mighty body fell straight behind him into the endless void.    

At the same time, Ling Luori and Alcohol Immortal who were rushing through the air to rescue them felt their hearts clench, as if they had realized something.    

Both of them were frozen in midair, their eyes bloodshot, mouths agape, wanting to make a sound, but they couldn't. They felt an incomparable grief in their hearts, as if ten thousand swords had pierced through their hearts, the pain made them unable to breathe.    

Ling Luori and Ximen Guyan became close friends due to knowing each other on the guqin, the two were close friends through life and death, and after they stepped into the Emperor Realm, they travelled and became friends with the Qing Cloud Knife Saint and the Alcohol Immortal. The four of them would occasionally drink and chat merrily, chat freely about the heaven and earth, and share their insights in the martial way, as though they were brothers.    

They had just met, and not long after that, Ximen Guyan's cultivation had been crippled.    

At this moment, Alcohol Immortal's eyes were bloodshot, an extremely strong killing intent flashed past them. He said in a low voice, "I'll go to Roc Domain now, and massacre Sky-Looking Place, and avenge Qingyun!"    

With that, the Alcohol Immortal raised his foot to leave, heading towards the Roc Domain to take revenge for the Qing Cloud Knife Saint.    

"Stop!" Ling Luori immediately turned around and looked at Alcohol Immortal, and roared hysterically: "You think that just because you're like this, you'll take revenge for Qingyun Peak?"    

Alcohol Immortal stopped in his tracks, a trace of sadness flashing past his eyes.    

Of course he knew that if he went, he wouldn't be able to return.    

However, the person who killed Qing Yun was Qian Xuetingjun. If he could not kill Qian Xuetingjun, he could only repay him with his life with the people from Sky-Looking Place. This was the only thing he could do.    

Ling Luori glared fiercely at Alcohol Immortal and continued: "Even if you went to Sky-Looking Place, how many people could you kill? Is Qing Yun's life something that can be replaced by the lives of so many people? "    

Alcohol Immortal was speechless. He could not refute Ling Luori's words.    

"Blood must be repaid in blood. We can only use Qian Xuetingjun's life to repay the debt of blood that Qing Yun suffered. Even if we can't kill him today, we will definitely kill him in the future. Right now, we can only wait!" Ling Luori looked at the Alcohol Immortal as he enunciated each and every word he said, almost as if he were shouting it out loud, containing within each word an endless amount of grief and indignation.    

Qing Yun's death had also dealt a great blow to him. However, he was more clear on what he should do now. Blindly taking revenge was tantamount to courting death.    

"Qingyun, I'm sorry!" Alcohol Immortal clenched his fists tightly and roared towards the sky, as if he wanted to release all of the pain and anger in his heart.    

He could understand how the Alcohol Immortal felt, and he could not do anything about it even if he wanted to take revenge. This was an extremely helpless and helpless matter, and even if he cultivated to the Saint Stage, there were still many things in this world that they could not control.    

After a while, the emotions in Alcohol Immortal's heart gradually recovered. He looked at Ling Luori and asked: "Is Qin Xuan safe?"    

"It's safe for now." Ling Luori said, and sighed in his heart, this could be considered the best news, and if something were to happen to Qin Xuan, all their effort would go down the drain.    

In the air a thousand miles away from the Alcohol Immortal, a white figure was swiftly shuttling back and forth.    

That white clothed figure was naturally Qin Xuan. Currently, his entire body was circulating with purplish black glows, releasing waves after waves of devouring power, devouring all of his aura as well as the power of the Rule Power, causing the space around him to not fluctuate at all.    

The reason why Qin Xuan was doing this, was undoubtedly because she was worried that Qian Xuetingjun would be able to detect his presence. With Qian Xuetingjun's strength, once he discovered his whereabouts, it would be difficult for him to escape death.    

The facts proved that Qin Xuan's actions caused a lot of trouble for him.    

Qian Xuetingjun stood in the air, his brows knitted tightly. He realized that he was actually unable to catch a single hint of Qin Xuan's aura, as if he had vanished into thin air.    

How fast could a character from the Emperor be? It was simply impossible to escape his senses, unless his aura was deliberately concealed.    

With that thought, Qian Xuetingjun immediately understood what was going on. A dazzling light flashed across his eyes, it was phagocytic crystal!    

Qin Xuan used the power of the phagocytic crystal to swallow his own aura, thus avoiding his perception.    

This kid was really smart!    

"You think that you can escape this calamity just because of this?" Qian Xuetingjun's deep eyes revealed a cold light. He took a step into the air, and his figure completely disappeared.    

Unless Qin Xuan was hiding in a secluded place the entire time, no one would be able to find him. Then, it was true that no one would be able to find him, but once he dared to come out, he would definitely reveal his traces, and that would be the day of his death.    

...    

Within Universal City, the great battle continued, but the situation was getting clearer and clearer. The Nine Regions held the absolute advantage and suppressed the Four Great great power s and all the Demonic Cultivator s in the outside world.    

After all, this was the home of the Nine Regions.    

Demon Lord's gaze swept across the battlefield. Many of the Demonic Cultivator were suppressed and killed, their momentum weakened.    

With a wave of his hand, an incomparably terrifying dark cloud of the Devil Dao appeared in the sky above him. In an instant, all of the Demonic Cultivator s on the battlefield shot into the devil cloud one after another, while the people of the Nine Regions stopped chasing after the devil cloud.    

With the Demon Lord's strength, if he wanted to bring his men away, who would be able to stay?    

In a certain direction, the terrifying waves of devilish light collided with the sword light. The space trembled violently as a wave of destructive energy swept out, crushing everything in its path. The pressure of that space was pushed to its limits.    

A voice suddenly came out from thin air, "Dugu Jian, next time, I'll fight with you!"    

Once he said that, a strong figure whose entire body was shrouded in the demonic light rushed out into the sky, shooting straight into the devil cloud. It was the Demonic Lord.    

Dugu Jian looked coldly at the direction where the Heavenly Demon Lord left and said disdainfully, "Leaving like a stray dog, how can you dare say next time in front of me? How laughable! "    

In another direction, the battle between the Heavenly Demon Lord and Yan Qingfeng had also stopped.    

Yan Qingfeng looked at Dugu Jian, his figure flashing to the side of the other party, his face revealing a trace of seriousness.