Chapter 880 Everyone is acting
He changed his tone and said, "But I am confident that I can kill those villains from the Jiutian Sect. They have subdued many demons in the boundless wilderness and have a strong momentum."

Emperor Pan nodded and said, "The Jiutian Sect has fallen into depravity and associated with demons. This is the way to death. As for Zhang Qian, I don't think you can hurt him. But you can deal with the people of the Jiutian Sect as you please. I will back you up!"

Hearing what Emperor Pan said, Gu Qingming was delighted. After he secretly defected to Zhang Qian, he had made clear arrangements for the entire Emperor Jie's family during this period of time. Anyone who did not want to swear an oath of allegiance to Zhang Qian was killed. At this moment, all the people in the entire Emperor Jie's family had become Zhang Qian's diehard fans. He understood Zhang Qian's thoughts very well, and now was a good opportunity.

Soon Gu Qingming took off with more than 100,000 powerful cultivators from the Ten Emperors families, like a vast cloud, carrying this terrifying pressure, and flew towards the golden turtle that is 100,000 miles long in the center of the ancestral Shenzhou.

While flying, Gu Qingming secretly contacted Zhang Qian through the Zhu Tian Wan Dao Ce and told him what had happened.

"Interesting!" Zhang Qian smiled slightly after hearing this, and then instructed: "If your Emperor Pan thinks so, then the Tiandao Sect may also think so. Emperor Pan asked you to pretend, and the cultivators of the Jiutian Sect must also pretend. But this is an opportunity. You don't have to worry about facing the cultivators of the Jiutian Sect. This battle may be the real beginning of the catastrophe!"

Before, Emperor Pan had already given the order to start attacking the Jiutian Sect, but after that, both sides restrained each other and shouted slogans loudly, but in fact, not many people died. The two sides were just testing each other back and forth. But this time, Zhang Qian was ready to add fuel to the fire and let these two behemoths, the major forces that dominated the direction of the Xihuang world, fight to the death!

"I never thought that this catastrophe might start from me. So I should prepare early!"

As soon as he thought of it, the Myriad Strategies of the Universe that he had been hiding disappeared silently, and no one knew where it went.

After secretly discussing with Zhang Qian, Gu Qingming turned around and looked at the hundreds of thousands of great emperors behind him. His magnificent voice rang out: "You all also understand the danger of this catastrophe. We are all trapped in the catastrophe, and no one can escape. When you encounter the Jiutian Sect later, you all remember this, don't keep any of your hidden killing skills, use them all, in the catastrophe, it's either you or me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, waves of iron-blooded and brutal aura filled the void, infecting all the powerful men of the imperial clan. These cultivators who were able to cultivate to their current level were not fools, but very smart people. They all understood that since they had entered the calamity, it was impossible to extricate themselves, unless they transcended the Xihuang world. Otherwise, no matter where they hid, they would be dragged back into the calamity sooner or later. In this situation where they had no choice, all they could do was to be more ruthless than their enemies!

Seeing that each of his men was emitting a terrifying murderous aura, Gu Qingming nodded with satisfaction.

hum!
The Eight Desolate God-conferring Stele appeared in his hand, and turned into a foot-high object. Gu Qingming held it in his hand, as light as a feather.

These cultivators are all immortals and gods, each of them has a good cultivation base, and they fly very fast. Soon, the golden turtle with a radius of one hundred thousand miles comes into sight.

At the same time, they also saw the monks of the Jiutian Sect, which also numbered about 100,000.

This time, the person sent by the Tiandao Sect is the very mysterious Tianxuan Sect's saint leader, Tianxuanzi.

This person is not a good person. Although he is not good at speaking, he is very scheming. The power of the innate spiritual treasure Yuanshi Daluo Altar in his hand is also terrifying.

Zhang Qian, who was sitting cross-legged high in the sky to receive the energy of heaven, saw these two powerful beings at a glance.

At first glance, there is no difference between the two sides. But if you look carefully, you will find that the powerful cultivators behind Tian Xuanzi are not nervous at all. They seem very relaxed, as if they are not here to cause trouble but to have fun. They are still talking to each other.

On the contrary, the imperial clan cultivators behind Gu Qingming couldn't help but exude a hidden murderous aura, standing there silently like an iron-blooded battle formation.

Zhang Qian realized that Gu Qingming was ready to kill him, while Tian Xuanzi was completely unprepared. "The Yuanshi Daluo Altar, I don't know what the mystery of this innate spiritual treasure is."

Squinting his eyes and looking at the square altar held in Tian Xuanzi's hand, Zhang Qian began to guess.

Tian Xuanzi looked at Zhang Qian and Gu Qingming opposite him with a gloomy face. He didn't know what Emperor Pan had said to Gu Qingming. He felt that Gu Qingming and others were full of murderous intent and thought that Gu Qingming and others were going to fight Zhang Qian to the death. He couldn't help but feel relieved and thought to himself: "It seems that this mission is not difficult to complete. Gu Qingming is going to fight Zhang Qian to the death. Well, I will just test it for a while and watch the excitement."

However, he would never have thought that Gu Qingming had already been Zhang Qian's man.

“Zhang Qian, you are a casual cultivator from a remote place like Xingyun Province. You may not understand the rules of our Ancestral Divine Province. From ancient times to the present, anyone who establishes a sect in Ancestral Divine Province must obtain the consent of our Jiutian Sect. However, you established a sect in the old land of the human race’s ancestral mountain without anyone’s consent and drew in the destiny of the heavenly way. This is a violation of our rules. Stop it immediately. This matter can still be turned around. Otherwise, my Jiutian Sect and the Ten Emperors Family will have to join forces to suppress you!”

Tian Xuanzi looked at Zhang Qian and shouted with dignity.

The Eight Desolate God Conferring Monument held by Gu Qingming shook, and the divine power of tens of millions of gods emerged, overwhelming time and space, making people a little breathless. He also shouted: "Humph, Zhang Qian, you really don't know how high the sky is. The sacred land of Zu Shenzhou is not something you can get involved in. This place is the sacred land of the ancestral mountain of my human race. Even my imperial clan dare not get involved in such a precious land. How can you be so virtuous? Tianxuanzi, you Jiutian Sect don't need to intervene in this matter. Look at these miscellaneous cultivators you brought with you! They are so lazy, what use can they be?"

"you……!"

Tian Xuanzi's face darkened, but he did find that compared to Gu Qingming's men, these cultivators behind him were a little bit inappropriate.

"Gu Qingming, don't brag too early. Do you think that after your Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument is restored to perfection, it can rival my innate spiritual treasure?"

Tian Xuanzi is very confident in his own innate spiritual treasure.

Gu Qingming showed disdain on his face and sneered: "Since you say so, then well, you go first and I'll watch from the side. I want to see what you can do!"

After saying this, he took a step back and signaled the monks behind him to step back together.

Tian Xuanzi paused, not understanding what was in the ancient Qingming gourd, but he did not think much about it. He turned his gaze and stared at Zhang Qian. The Yuanshi Daluo altar in his hand flashed and suddenly turned into an area of ​​ten thousand feet in radius. All the monks of the Jiutian Sect stood on this altar.

"kill!"

Without any unnecessary nonsense, hundreds of thousands of Jiutian Sect monks rode on the altar to kill Zhang Qian who was sitting cross-legged in the void.

hum!
Zhang Qian remained motionless, with four layers of defense put on himself, protecting himself from wind and rain. Especially after the map of mountains, rivers, and the country turned into a huge small world, the phantom of the manifested primitive world became even more magnificent, covering all the surrounding void.

(End of this chapter)