"No, everyone has their own share of responsibility. Kill me and let them go!"

Taixu Immortal Emperor shed tears of blood and roared loudly.

"My Lord!"

Reverend Blue Eyes and a group of people from the Great Void Immortal Realm burst into tears.

The Eight Desolate Sword Saint was slightly moved.

"This Taixu Immortal Emperor has always had a bad reputation. He is moody and often angry with his subordinates. I didn't expect that at this time, they would actually pay with their lives for him."

The Eight Desolate Sword Saint looked at these people in astonishment. From what he could see, these people were all sincere and were not controlled by anyone, so they did not say what they meant.

But he smiled soon after.

When did he become a person who hears wind as wind and rain as rain?

Nothing can be believed until you see it with your own eyes.

Sometimes, what you see may not be true.

And so on.

Aren't rumors even more unbelievable?

"interesting."

The same is true for Master Tongtian.

This touching scene attracted countless eyes.

The Black and White Impermanence and Meng Xiaoying below were also watching closely.

"Do you think the Emperor will let him go?" Hei Wuchang suddenly asked.

"Do you think the Emperor has ever broken his promise?" Bai Wuchang asked back.

Then they both laughed together.

The answer is clear, isn't it?

There is no such thing as absolute right or wrong; it is all a matter of right and wrong stance.

Taixu Immortal Emperor is not a real bad guy since he can do this for his subordinates.

"Tsk, I feel like if the Immortal Emperor hadn't said these last words, he would probably still be dead." Meng Xiaoying said.

"Well, why?" Black and White Impermanence cast their gazes over.

What does this sentence mean?

It's so confusing and foggy that it's hard to understand.

"You are stupid!" Meng Xiaoying patted them on the head.

"Don't you know what kind of character Wood has?"

"He has always been very kind to his partners. If Taixu Immortal Emperor watched his people die for him and pretended to be deaf and dumb, it would definitely be troublesome."

"Mutou hates this kind of thing the most, so he did the right thing and saved his life."

Accompanied by Meng Xiaoying's explanation.

Black and White Impermanence felt as if they had suddenly realized something.

"So that's how it is. Now that you put it that way, it really makes sense to me."

"No, you met the Emperor later than us. Why are you still here trying to figure it out?"

Black and White Impermanence suddenly discovered a problem.

"If you don't believe me, just keep watching." Meng Xiaoying started to eat melon seeds: "Here, I'll give it to you."

"Who wants to eat melon seeds here with you? Let's get to work." Hei Wuchang gave him a disdainful look.

"All you do is eat melon seeds here every day. We don't want to be with you." Bai Wuchang said the same thing.

Black and White Impermanence: The bastard Meng Po!

"???"

After Heibai Wuchang finished speaking, he changed into the clothes of a ghost messenger, looked at Meng Xiaoying with disdain, and then went to join the ghost messenger of the underworld to carry out the soul-collecting task.

Meng Xiaoying was angry and started to crack melon seeds by herself: "What's wrong with cracking melon seeds? What's wrong with cracking melon seeds!"

She continued to watch while knocking her head.

A scoundrel is a scoundrel. I am a scoundrel and I am proud of it.

"Come on, Huang, let's watch it together."

"Moo!"

…

Above the sky.

"good."

"As you wish."

Hua Wujue nodded slightly, then stretched out his hands. A terrifying aura spread, making people tremble.

Taixu Immortal Emperor and his subordinates were equally nervous.

Because they don't know who wants this?

Is it the Taixu Immortal Emperor who was killed?

Or is it the one who killed him?

It's a mystery.

And now is the moment when the mystery is revealed.

“Okay.”

The Blue-eyed Venerable opened his eyes nervously, and after finding that he was safe and sound, he quickly looked in the direction of the Immortal Venerable Taixu.

But Immortal Taixu was also fine.

This time everyone was stunned.

Then I noticed strands of hair floating in the sky.

These hairs were gathered together, of all colors, including the blue hair of the Blue-Eyed Master.

"Looking at the hair...it's interesting." The Eight Desolate Sword Saint was interested.

Tongtian Jiaozhu was also very interested in this. It seemed like a brand new concept that he had never heard of before.

"According to the agreement, I will let you go. As a condition, you will serve as the vanguard of my human race during the prehistoric catastrophe."

Taixu Immortal Emperor escaped death, so of course he responded madly and excitedly.

The same was true for Reverend Blue Eyes and his subordinates, who expressed their gratitude one after another.

"Let's go."

Hua Wujue said 누 and did 누.

They were not killed off.

Mercy?

I'm afraid not.

Only when there is a threat can there be a complete annihilation.

No one who can be called a threat, whether it is him, the Taixu Immortal Emperor or the Buddha, is a threat.

No one cares about the life or death of insects.

But the life and death of insects depends on people's thoughts.

Why not?

Life or death, it all depends on Hua Wujue's thought.

If you make him satisfied, you can live.

If he is not satisfied, he will die.

"Thank you, senior!"

Emperor Taixu excitedly took the rest of his men and left, running so fast that no one could catch up with him. After a while, they disappeared without a trace.

"You run really fast."

The Eight Desolate Sword Saint looked at the other person's back and shrugged.

"Okay, I'll take my leave too."

The Eight Desolate Sword Saint turned around and said goodbye to Hua Wujue.

There was nothing for him to do here. This time he came here for a long time and he needed to go back.

The Eight Desolate Sword Saint left with a group of sword practitioners, and the people from the Eight Desolate Sword Domain also left after a while.

Use the sword to cut a path when you come.

When he left, he also cut it apart with one sword.

"Brother!"

Master Tongtian could not hide his excitement.

"Third brother, long time no see."

Hua Wujue smiled slightly.

(One more design point: this is Hua Wujue inheriting Hua Wudao’s memory, not a rebirth)

The idle people all left, and finally the brothers' reminiscing time began.

Tongtian's eyes were slightly red, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

For countless centuries, he had been waiting for this sentence from his third brother, and that’s why he stayed until today.

"Brother, I've been waiting for you."

Hua Wujue's eyes wavered: "I know..."

"Kept you waiting..."

The Tongtian Cultist tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't want anyone to see his red eyes:

"Brother, I don't really care. It doesn't matter how long you make me wait. Even if it's a calamity, I will still wait."

"But my second brother..."

"How's the second one?"

"My second brother is missing."