In fact, Yunchuan thought about not participating in this holy war at the beginning, but the disciples of the other four Immortal Emperors of the Cangqiong Palace would all participate. Yunchuan was openly a disciple of Mo Xianer, so it would be unreasonable for him not to participate.
As mentioned before, this holy war concerns the position of the next master of the Cang Qiong Palace. No matter which side of the disciples led by the Five Immortal Emperors wins, it will almost determine the dominance of the Cang Qiong Palace in the future.
"Forget it! Let's just crush them all the way!"
Yunchuan muttered to himself.
He doesn't have time to waste on those little brats now, he just needs to deal with them as soon as possible.
However, it was originally said that the holy war would begin two years later, and now less than a year has passed, which is a lot of time ahead of schedule.
"Lord! We will soon reach the Sky Palace!"
Yunchuan, who was still immersed in thought, was awakened by Xiaolong's call.
Looking down, the faint outline of the Sky Palace came into view.
"Let's go!"
Yunchuan said softly.
Xiaolong suddenly accelerated and disappeared in mid-air in an instant, and appeared above the Sky Palace in the next second.
"Is the venue ready?"
Yunchuan looked at the huge fighting stage in the center of the Cang Qiong Palace, which was golden!
"Yunchuan!"
A deep voice came.
"Palace Master!"
Looking up, it turned out to be Mo Feng.
"Hahaha! Yunchuan, you're finally back! The Holy War will officially begin tomorrow. If you don't come back soon, I'll ask Xian'er to hurry you up!"
Mo Feng walked over with a big laugh, but the smile on his face was filled with wrinkles, making him look a little strange.
"Will the holy war officially begin tomorrow?"
"Um!"
"But you don't have to worry. The strongest of the other Immortal Emperor's disciples is only at the Immortal Venerable Realm!"
"Your current strength should be more than the Immortal Venerable Realm, right? Yunchuan."
Mo Feng stared at Yunchuan with expectant eyes.
"Uh..., don't stare at me like that, it makes me feel a little uneasy!"
Kumokawa smirked.
Mo Feng's look was so strange. It was not groundless to suspect that he had that kind of tendency. Anyone who saw Mo Feng's expression would think so.
Even if Mo Feng had a wife and children, how can you be sure that he won't change? Time changes everything.
"Hahaha! Come on, come on! It's all up to you!"
Mo Feng patted Yunchuan's shoulder heavily.
If his physical body was not comparable to the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm, this slap would probably have caused him internal injuries. The Palace Master was like this sometimes, not caring about the severity of the blows.
"Palace Master, I'll go back to the Glazed Palace first!"
"Okay, okay! You go!"
"Let me check the battle platform again!"
Yunchuan nodded, bowed and left.
After returning to the Glazed Palace, Mo Xian'er and the other two girls were not in the palace. Yunchuan didn't think much about it, and immediately entered the small world!
But as soon as he entered, he was stunned by the scene before him!
Xiao Yan, Wu Qing, and even the Dragon Pillar of the Heavenly God, they are all serving Meng'er?
"Uncle Wuqing, I want to eat another Wangxian Fruit!"
Meng'er put her hands on her hips and ordered Wuqing to pick the Wangxiang fruit!
"Okay, okay, uncle will pick it for you!"
Wuqing shook the Wangxian Fruit Tree without saying a word, and more than ten Wangxian Fruits were put into his pocket!
"Meng'er, if it's not enough, uncle will pick more for you!"
Wuqing placed more than ten Wangxian fruits in front of Meng'er.
"Hey, Uncle Wuqing, you are so nice!"
Meng'er picked up a Wangxian fruit and smiled sweetly.
Xiao Yan and Tianshen Longzhu were also not idle. They were very patient in guiding Meng'er in her practice.
"Meng'er, the bloodline in your body is the top bloodline of the Nine-tailed Fox clan, but even so, you can't slack off in your cultivation!"
The Heavenly God Dragon Pillar said seriously.
Yunchuan nodded as he watched this scene. As expected, the Heavenly Dragon Pillar was still reassuring.
"But if you're tired, you don't need to practice anymore. You can just play more. With Uncle Monkey here, no one can hurt you!"
The Heavenly Dragon Pillar said with a slight smile.
"puff!"
Yunchuan almost vomited blood!
Yunchuan, with his mouth twitching, didn't understand what was happening in this world.
Did Meng'er put a curse on them?
"Meng'er, come here! Uncle Qilin has grilled the meat for you. It's at the perfect temperature and it's most delicious now!"
"I'm here, Uncle Qilin!"
Meng'er's face was full of excitement, and the God Dragon Pillar carried her to the side of the Fire Qilin.
Yunchuan’s eyes almost popped out. What did he see?
The Fire Kirin actually used its own Kirin Fire to grill meat for Meng'er!
When did this Fire Qilin become so depraved? Wasn't he seeking revenge? Wasn't he cultivating diligently? Why was he even having barbecue?
But it smelled quite fragrant. Yunchuan sniffed and took a deep breath.
"Meng'er!"
Yunchuan roared suddenly!
"Ah! Daddy's here!"
Meng'er hid behind the Dragon Pillar of Heavenly God, who gave her a smile.
"Wuqing! Xiaoyan! What are you doing?"
"And the Heavenly Dragon Pillar, you're still fooling around with them. Meng'er needs to practice now, otherwise her atavistic bloodline won't be activated at all!"
Yunchuan whispered.
"You little brat, Meng'er has grown eight tails now! What's wrong with taking a break?"
The Heavenly Dragon Pillar looked up and said.
"Eight?"
Yunchuan was a little confused, but more shocked.
"That's right, Boss. Forget it. We only allowed Meng'er to play around because she activated one of her tails again."
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