Chapter 1452 Death of the Jade Emperor
"Long time no see? Do they know each other?"
"Could it be that Li Yanwang met her before and knew her?"
A simple sentence caused shock in all directions. The beautiful woman in the heavenly court was at least at the quasi-emperor level, but she knew Li Xiao.
What is the relationship between them?
What will happen when two big figures of quasi-emperor level meet.
Whether it is the ancient race or the human race, they are all extremely nervous at this moment.
It has been many years since such a master was born, this kind of master, any one of them, is a shocking existence, and no one dares to be careless.
China, the United States, and high-level officials from various countries gathered together through holographic equipment images, held an emergency meeting, planned ahead, and began to discuss how to resist if any major accidents occurred.
The meeting was the most efficient, fastest and most unified meeting in history.
It took less than a minute in total. In fact, they had already figured out how to deal with it, and only after a brief exchange, they sent a message.
At this moment, all kinds of weapons capable of destroying the world have never appeared in the secret bases of various countries, and began to slowly open, locking on the heaven above the nine heavens.
Once any one of the two makes a move that is not good for the earth, then these weapons that have undergone the most advanced modern technology, as well as the current highest Taoism, will be shot immediately.
The appearance of the two emperors attracted attention from all directions.
Whether it is the lowest level of cultivators, or a saint from a long time ago, all pay attention to the distant heaven.
At the same time, various countries are dispatching helicopters one after another, whose speed is almost beyond the speed of light, to transfer people within a radius of ten thousand miles of Heavenly Court.
Within ten thousand miles, there is no one.
No, to be precise, there is one person.
This person is Qian Xiaosheng.
Originally, Li Xiao had already sent him away, but he came back again.
Before returning, he wrote a suicide note and left it to his children.
As the Qian clan, the contemporary patriarch.
He must shoulder his generation's due responsibilities.
Decades ago, his grandfather, in order to leave a complete history and a complete data database for future generations, went deep into various dangerous places and recorded one thing after another.
Now, old man Qian has gone west, and he followed the old man's will and came within a thousand miles.
It can be said.
This is definitely a very dangerous place.
It only takes one move from an emperor-level figure, and he will be submerged by boundless mana, leaving no place for him to die.
Today's Qian Xiaosheng has lost the image of the prodigal son in the past, just like a scholar, with a white coat and a white hat, a feather fan, holding a book and a brush in his hand.
Regardless of whether he wrote down anything today, anyway, this dude pretended to be very good, successfully attracting countless eyes.
However, more people's attention is still in the vast heaven.
Li Xiao fluttered his black robe and walked into the Heavenly Palace.
Facing the woman sitting high on the top, he didn't have the slightest fear.
After decades.
The man he is today is no longer the man he was then.
What's more, there is also the power of faith in the endless Mount Sumeru.
"Yes, long time no see. Calculate the time, is it fifty years, sixty years, or seventy years?"
There is no time for cultivating Taoism, and Li Xiao has no special feeling for time.
"Fifty-four years and one hundred and sixty-three days." The woman sat on a spacious chair in purple and gold, looked down at Li Xiao, and accurately stated the time since their last meeting.
"It seems that these years have not been easy for you." Li Xiao talked with him calmly, and the two chatted like old friends.
There is only one possibility to remember the day clearly. That day is a very important day.
Whether the big day is good or bad, the waiting process can be extremely uncomfortable.
"You're right. During the days when you left, I didn't want to leave Tianling every day, all the time."
"Forty-six years in advance, the expended experience is not only forty years, but four thousand years can't restore my strength."
"All this is for freedom."
Countless people were listening to the conversation between the two. Although they might not be able to hear clearly, everyone was paying attention and did not want to miss any of the two's actions.
"free?"
Li Xiao took out a modern chair from Xiaotian and sat down.
He was not in a hurry to do what Li Laojiu said.
Now, he needs time, and the Chinese people need time even more.
Not only did he sit down, but Li Xiao also set out a tea set and made tea himself. The tea is good tea, a royal medicine grade tea that he got by accident many years ago.
He is skilled in making tea, washing tea, and pouring tea in one go.
The fragrance of tea is full, spreading thousands of miles, making people feel refreshed.
Three cups of tea.
One cup, for Qian Xiaosheng thousands of miles away.
The teacup spans thousands of miles without spilling a single drop.
A cup, handed to the tall woman.
Another cup, Li Xiao poured himself a drink and sipped leisurely: "If you come out in a hurry, then you must have something to do."
"Anyway, you are free, so, can you answer my doubts."
"Tianting, what happened back then, why were they all buried in Tianling, and why did you guard Tianling?"
"The past is like smoke, I don't want to mention it again."
The woman took the tea and took a sip, showing the imperial spirit: "The gods in the heaven want to do what the people of the world can't do."
"So, none of them survived."
"What's the matter?" Li Xiao asked.
"Fight against God." Slowly said these three words, as if chatting with each other.
god!
This word was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
Many people became excited.
God, monks in this life, work hard, struggle, for what?
It is not becoming a saint, nor is it becoming an emperor.
But one day, when you reach the peak, you will become a god.
Today, the great chaos in the Buddhist kingdom is also due to the appearance of treasures related to gods.
At this moment, when an emperor-level person mentions the word "God", all of a sudden, under the nine heavens, no matter who it is, they all raise their 200% energy, their souls bloom, not only listening to the voice carefully, but also carefully watching the mouth shape, Afraid of missing something.
"God?" Lin Hao's expression was also stagnant.
"The god you are talking about is a person from outside the sky, or a real god."
Unfortunately, the empress did not answer Li Xiao's question. In her clear eyes, there was endless desolation:
"Confronting God will inevitably lead to no good results."
"Aren't you still alive?" Li Xiao sneered, "It seems that you didn't fight against the so-called gods, did you?"
"yes."
The female emperor said leisurely: "More than that, Zhang Bairen also died in my hands!"
What!
Li Xiao was terrified, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
Who is Zhang Bairen?
How could he not know this name?
According to folk rumors, the real name of the Lord of Heaven, the Jade Emperor, is Zhang Bairen!