A beam of light shot into the sky.
Outside the city, in the boundless darkness, a vicious howl came over: "I will come back, I will come back... Little thief, little thief, just wait, I will personally destroy your nine tribes!"
Pirate Xiaoke's divine body is collapsing. The huge divine power in his body, the Dao Dao patterns he has comprehended and integrated over the long years, and all the gifts from the heaven, earth and universe are now feeding back to the heaven and earth.
He fell.
no doubt.
Being struck by Wu Tie's Divine Whip, especially Wu Tie, who had mobilized all his physical strength, took such a heavy Divine Whip and hit him hard on the head. If you cultivate, you will surely perish.
But outside the city, the wails of the thieves were indeed heard.
Wu Tieji Lingling shivered, and all the ancestors of the gods in Longchi City yelled and cursed at the same time.
A large area of escape light lit up, turning into wisps of fire and rushing towards the place where the tragic howl just came from.
Wu Tie turned into a rainbow. He reacted the fastest, so he rushed to the front, rushed out of the city, and rushed into the darkness outside the city. That place was only more than a hundred miles away from the city. With Wu Tie's current cultivation level, he was only The distance that can be reached at the drop of a thought.
Dozens of large warships from the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom reacted very quickly. Their hulls turned slightly sideways, and hundreds of empty suns sprayed out light as bright as the scorching sun, illuminating the mountains brightly.
In the strong light, a ball of black smoke and black flames were faintly visible, forming a shadow of a dark cloak that enveloped a remnant soul, which was vaguely the appearance of Thief Qashqai.
Under the remnant soul of Thief Xiaoke is a small altar. It was the altar he used to pray for help from certain gods before he invaded Longchi City. At this moment, a delicate storage ring was suspended on the altar, and fist-sized soul crystals were constantly spraying out of the ring.
Black smoke filled the altar, and pieces of soul crystals continued to disappear.
Wisps of powerful and pure soul power are fed back from the altar. For every nine soul crystals that disappear, one soul crystal will be directly integrated into the remnant soul of Pirates Xiaoke, helping his remnant soul to grow rapidly.
Wu Tie held Hanjiang Sword tightly in his right hand and was about to attack the small altar.
Linghu Qingqing and Linghu Buhuo rushed forward from left to right and hugged Wu Tie. Linghu Qingqing's voice was distorted, like a frightened little girl, she lowered her voice and roared at Wu Tie in a hissing and twisted voice.
"King An, stop... Pirate Xiaoke's body has fallen. He is using the power of the gods' artifacts to escape a trace of his soul. The power of the gods is helping him restore his soul, and he is making the most sacred piety to the gods. Sacrifice'... It is strictly forbidden for mortals to destroy sacrifices."
Linghu Buhuo murmured from the side: "Otherwise, if the nine tribes are destroyed, no chickens or dogs will be left, and no grass will grow within a million miles of their ancestral home."
Wu Tie opened his mouth.
After a while, he murmured: "We can only watch?"
Linghu's green face twitched as he looked at the small black altar, and he murmured: "That is the pious altar of the Dark Soul God Clan... The Dark Soul God Clan can rank among the top ten among the gods... They are very scary. ."
Linghu Buhuo lowered his voice: "King An, listen to me, I would rather face the pursuit of a hundred gods that you can see and feel, don't offend the Dark Soul God Clan, don't offend the Dark Soul God Clan, they , the most terrifying..."
"Think about it, when your relatives, your women, your children, everyone around you, all of them have been drained of their souls without knowing it... There are other souls, taking their identities, entangled around you. , playing with you in the palm of my hand..."
"Be careful, keep your voice low, don't alert him." Linghu Qingqing smiled bitterly: "No wonder the thief Xiaoke invaded Longchi City as if he was in an uninhabited land... He actually prayed for the help of the Dark Soul God Clan's divine weapon. This is the protection of the shadow, right? ?”
Linghu Buhuo murmured: "Darkness, shadow, destruction, devouring, death, fear, sleep, dead silence, and most importantly... the soul... This is what we have roughly figured out over the years, what the Dark Soul God Clan knows. The laws of heaven and earth that govern...perhaps, there are more, more terrifying..."
Linghu Qingqing grabbed Wu Tie's arm hard: "Don't offend the gods, don't offend the gods, always be full of awe and piety towards the gods... Especially, for the most powerful and terrifying gods, no matter they Whatever you are doing, you must obey and cooperate, so... "
Linghu Qingqing finally looked back at Wu Tie: "This is the way to survive."
Wu Tie opened his mouth and said, "But, just like that, Thief Xiaoke escaped... He killed the ancestor of the Chu family, and he also killed so many of us..."
Linghu Qingqing pursed her lips and suddenly asked Wu Tie: "Prince An, how do you think I can replace the Sima family? Back then, Sima Wuyou also asked me - why not? Then, over the past six thousand years, I have gradually Take away the imperial power of the Sima clan and eventually replace it.”
"I think highly of you. You are my most capable minister now... So, listen to me... I want to cut the thief Xiaoke into pieces. When I was young, several of my cousins who were very close to each other were his descendants. Assassination... But now, he can't move!"
Linghu Qingqing looked at Wu Tie seriously.
He really regarded Wu Tie as a confidant who could be reused. He knew that 'An Wang Huo Xiong' was from a grassroots military family and did not understand the real secrets of the world, so he ignored the emperor's dignity and personally served Wu Tie. Iron explains many taboos in this world.
Wu Tie was silent, staring directly at Pirates Xiaoke, who was shrouded in the shadow guard's shadow clone.
"How many times have you, from Dajin to Qingqiu, set up ambushes to kill me?" The soul of Thief Xiaoke became clearer and clearer, and the intensity of the soul fluctuations it emitted was about 10% of the original soul.
He looked at Wu Tie and others with a smile, and said leisurely: "I have narrowly escaped death several times, but I am still alive and well... Why? It's because I am afraid of death, so I am extra careful."
"Look, look, you spent so much effort, especially this little thief, gave me such a big surprise, even horror... But so what? You still failed to kill me!"
"Ah, I have accumulated enough treasures over the years to restore my soul to its peak state. I have also reserved an almost perfect body. Hey, after taking the body, I can return to the realm of gods in three to five years."
The spirit soul made a gesture of applause. Pirates Xiaoke looked at Linghu Qingqing with a smile: "Qingqiu Divine Emperor, Linghu Qingqing? Ah, I have suffered so much tonight and suffered such heavy losses. When I come back, I will take it from you... you Do you have a crown prince? I want to kill you one by one, starting from your crown prince, and kill all your direct descendants... "
The corners of Linghu Qingqing's mouth twitched violently: "Pirates Xiaoke, are you not afraid of my revenge?"
Thief Xiaoke spread his hands and laughed hysterically: "Most of the descendants of the Thief clan are hunting evil spirits underground. You losers from the Linghu clan, do you have the guts to go underground to fight for them? Revenge? Haha, I'm just scared. Is it big?"
Tilting his head, Pirates Xiaoke said with a sinister smile: "Compared with killing people, who have I been afraid of? Compared with killing people, whose descendants have I been afraid of?"
Divine light shines in the sky, and more than a thousand god-level ancestors of Qingqiu Divine Kingdom are suspended in the air, staring directly at the recovering Thief Xiaoke.
Countless people want to kill Pi Qashqai.
But no one dared to go further.
The larger the family, the more they know the secrets of this world, the existence of the gods, and the terror of the gods.
The thief Xiaoke was actually here, preparing such a move, which left Wu Tie at his wits' end.
In the distance, the divine light candles the sky, and the huge dragon boat of the Kingdom of Wei is approaching.
On the dragon boat, the ancestors of the gods of the great lords of the Great Wei Divine Kingdom stared in astonishment at the pirate who was floating on the small altar, sacrificing pieces of soul crystals, and slowly recovering from the wisps of residual souls.
After a long silence in shock, one of the ancestors of the Great Wei Kingdom exclaimed: "This guy has such a rich net worth!"
Perhaps it was an illusion. At this moment, Wu Tie saw a flash of green light in the eyes of many ancestors of the Wei Dynasty. They were green, like hungry wolves, and very fierce.
Wu Tie raised his eyebrows and looked at Pirates Qashqai with an even fiercer look.
In the past countless years, the Three Kingdoms of Jin, Wei, and Wu were in chaos, and the souls and blood essence of the soldiers who died in the battle were directly collected by the gods.
Unless the top leaders of the Three Kingdoms wantonly slaughter their own people, how can they collect so many soul crystals
The soul crystals in the hands of the thief Qashqai were sacrificed piece by piece, and they emerged from his storage ring in an almost continuous stream. It was obvious that these soul crystals could not have been collected by him on the ground battlefield.
The only place to come is the underground world.
Those are the indigenous groups in the underground world that were rumored to have been massacred by stolen Qashqai.
Only there, the power of the gods cannot wreak havoc through the thick rock formations, they cannot collect the souls of the dead in battle, and they cannot refine soul crystals.
That's why when Wu Tie participated in the battle and hit the ground, he saw Xiqi, a high-ranking official of the Fuxi Kingdom, secretly using soul crystals to trade with the gods...
The Qashqai thief must be the soul crystal collected in the underground world.
How many people would be killed by such pieces of soul crystal? Wu Tie clenched his fists and stared at the soul crystals that were disappearing on the altar.
It is said that the thieves killed tens of millions of living beings underground... Judging from the eyes, there are more, definitely more than this number.
How long did the Qashqai thief live? At least tens of thousands of years.
With his cultivation in the realm of gods, he killed the natives underground... Wu Tie recalled that when he was young, a small settlement like the Wu Family Stone Castle, such a weak and insignificant existence, the thief Xiaoke might have thought about it. The mere soul impact emitted by his soul is enough to kill thousands of creatures on and off the Wu Family Stone Castle.
With the strength of a dignified god, if he really wants to kill without mercy, he will kill hundreds of millions of living beings within a million miles in one day and one night.
So many soul crystals!
Glittering and heavy, it seems like the soul crystal with the miserable howls of countless innocent souls gathered on it.
Wu Tie gritted his teeth.
The gums cracked and bled.
His mouth was filled with the smell of blood, the smell of blood that made Wu Tie want to kill people.
But Linghu Qingqing and Linghu Buhuo held Wu Tie's hand tightly, Linghu Qingqing could do nothing, Linghu Buhuo was a strong man in the divine realm for many years, and it was difficult for Wu Tie to get rid of his hand.
Pious sacrifices, pious offerings to the gods, cannot be destroyed.
If Wu Tie attacks the current thieves, then the Dark Soul God Clan's revenge will not only be directed at Wu Tie, but also directly against the people in Wu Tie's fiefdom, and even those in the prefectures adjacent to Wu Tie's fiefdom. People who have nothing to do with it will be wildly retaliated by the Dark Soul God Clan.
Therefore, Linghu Qingqing and Linghu Buhuo kept a close eye on Wu Tie, fearing that this ruthless and ignorant little guy would collide with the gods.
Wu Tie had no choice but to look hard at Pirates Qashqai, then secretly squinted at the huge dragon boat a hundred miles away.
This dragon boat, according to what Linghu Buhuo told Wu Tie before, is not only extremely slow due to its extremely large weight, it also has a fatal flaw, which is that there are too many defensive formations and restrictions arranged in the hull. Too complex and too crowded.
The energy furnace in this dragon boat is very difficult to even provide enough forward momentum for the dragon boat, let alone provide enough power for these defensive formations.
Therefore, this dragon boat, unless there is a god-level ancestor sitting in charge, it is actually equivalent to being undefended.
It seems to be protected by a defensive formation... In fact, that thin layer of light curtain can be broken with almost one blow. This is not a secret among the top officials of the Three Kingdoms.
Wu Tie murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the thief Xiaoke assassinated the ancestor of Chujiang. We are fighting to the death, right?"
Linghu's green face remained motionless, and his lips did not move in the slightest. A clear message entered Wu Tie's ears: "What do you think, Ai Qing? The current situation is of course a fight to the death. They killed my closest relatives. This is a fight to the death." The situation is over... However, you are not allowed to take action against the thieves... otherwise it will be a disaster."
Wu Tie smiled and nodded. He suddenly gritted his teeth and sneered at Thief Xiaoke: "Thief Xiaoke, you are a thief when you are too old to die. You are so bold and dare to assassinate me... I will definitely fight you to the death..."
Wu Tie was fierce at Pirates Xiaoke, but a spiritual light flashed behind him, and an arm suddenly sprouted from his neck. It grew to a length of hundreds of miles in a swish. To everyone's expectation, he clasped it. Xiahou Luming was sitting on the throne in the middle of the dragon boat.
When Wu Tie's arm grew out from behind his neck, it was only the length and thickness of an ordinary human arm. After stretching out for a hundred miles, his palm had become several feet in diameter. He grabbed Xiahou Luming in his hand with a slap, and then closed it with force.
At this moment, Wu Tie's condensed Dao Dharma body was terrifying.
Just grabbing it, there was a crunching sound, and the dozens of layers of secret treasure aura that suddenly burst out on Xiahou Luming were shattered by Wu Tie. Then Xiahou Luming roared, and the majestic God Emperor of Wei suddenly became the emperor. In front of so many ancestors of the Divine Realm of the Wei Dynasty, and in front of countless soldiers from both countries, Wu Tie grabbed him and exploded.
Everyone was stunned.
No one could say anything.
Especially on Da Wei's side, they watched helplessly as Wu Tie slowly retracted the magically transformed arm.
Together with this, Wu Tie also grabbed the Jade Seal of the Kingdom of Wei and the Jade Seal of the Kingdom that had been placed in the hands of Xiahou Luming.
Wu Tie grabbed the magic whip and whipped Wei's imperial seal into pieces.
What if this is another treasure similar to the 'Mountain Seal' in Sima Wuyou's hand? It was still safe to break it and let the magic whip swallow it.
The scene was silent for about half a cup of tea, when suddenly a hysterical scream came from the dragon boat. Thirty or so Xiahou royal gods, who released terrifying divine power fluctuations all over their bodies, turned into a large ball of divine light and moved crazily towards Wu Tie is coming to kill.
Then, less than half of the ancestors of the gods on Wei's side moved at the same time.
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