Chapter 125: The Pride of Heaven 68

Chapter 125 The Proud Son of Heaven 68
Tian Miao flew down from Phoenix's back and flew to the top of the mountain.
Ye Chenfeng directly chased him with his sword flying, and Jie Wenzhan followed closely. The major sect masters glanced at each other, and all followed.
When Tian Miao flew to the top of the mountain, she glanced at the demon gate that was gradually opening, and felt her breath shrink behind the demon gate and did not dare to move, she smiled contemptuously. Mozu is still so unlikable. At least most demons are like this.
Tian Miao didn't say a word, and gently waved his hand, a pearl-sized white light flew out from the palm of his hand. This light, although small but extremely dazzling, seemed to penetrate the sky, and the white light directly sank into the magic door.
There was a loud noise, and that little white light suddenly turned into a ray of light. With the magic gate as the center, the white light formed a huge formation, covering the entire Yanshan Mountain. The entire formation gradually penetrated down, and the demon gate began to close at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by a slow closing sound, and a loud bang, and the unwilling howling of the demon came from behind the door.
The real effort, with a flick of your finger, will kill you!
What kind of strength can you do this lightly?
The Dongxiao had already burned all the demonic energy and the lower demons on Yanshan Mountain, and came to the sky above Tianmiao, circling and dancing. The hardware shines, throbbing.
Everyone looked at Tianmiao respectfully, and there was no sound around them.
Tianmiao slowly turned around, looked at everyone, and her red lips lightly opened: "This was originally your calamity. I acted against God's will. The price you have to bear will be that in the next five hundred years, the entire world will become thinner. The time limit is over and it will be restored. Do you have any objections?"
"No!" everyone shouted excitedly.
It was originally a disaster for the common people, and it would have been a disaster, but now it is safe. The suzerains even made plans to sacrifice their lives, and as a result, they stood here one by one. It's just that the spiritual energy has become thin for five hundred years, which is not long for a cultivator. This price is a huge surprise for them.
But at the same time, everyone has a huge question in their hearts.
Who is Tianmiao? Who is she?
Whoever said she was a sword spirit, they would screw off someone's head!
Who would call her a sword spirit with a mental retardation?
Is she a power that has been hidden from the world?
Do not!
Maybe a stronger presence.
"Sect Master Xiliu is at fault, so you don't need to be too demanding of Sect Xiliu." Tianmiao suddenly said such a sentence.
Everyone was taken aback, and immediately bowed respectfully and said yes.
When the disciples of Xi Liuzong heard these words, tears burst out instantly.
At this moment, all the grievances, resentments, and unwillingness in their hearts disappeared. All that is left is the touch, warmth, and the bitterness and release similar to the aggrieved child being sheltered by the adult.
Thank you, thank you.
When we were most helpless, darkest and desperate, you gave us the warmest light.
After Tianmiao said this sentence, he looked at the Sect Master of Xian Yinzong and said with a smile: "The little girl you gave birth to is very nice and cute."
"Thanks, thank you senior!" Sect Master Xianyin's voice trembled, and he saluted with excitement. My heart was even more shocked. The bracelet in Miaomiao's hand was not sure what a heaven-defying treasure.
Ye Chenfeng kept looking at Tian Miao in silence. After Tian Miao and Sect Master Xianyin finished speaking, he finally turned to look at him.
"Ye Chenfeng." Tian Miao's voice was soft but ethereal.
"I'm here." Ye Chenfeng replied softly.
(End of this chapter)