Rise of Humanity

Chapter 150: The death of Qinglong Guanzhu

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Master Qinglong said solemnly: "It is my honor to be able to die in the hands of a great master like you. Unfortunately, my lifelong ambition is to die for the monster race, or die in battle while attacking the human race, or resist the god race And heroic, or die against the dragon clan, but I never thought that I would die in the hands of the same clan, and it was in your hands."

Shi Buyi said indifferently: "That's because your heart is too big. If you don't want to get my Demon King Ming Jue and know where my flaws are, you won't die here at this time. It won't be a few years before I will be unified Donghuang, you will die vigorously on the battlefield."

"Hahahaha! If you don't have a little ambition and do nothing, what's the point of living?"

Master Qinglong Guan laughed loudly: "Teaching is not easy, you also have ambitions, so I cherish my broom, and I also have ambitions, but I don't want to compete with you for the position of Holy City Lord, but I want to cultivate a generation of heroes for my monster clan, and cultivate a generation of heroes." More masters! You are jealous of the virtuous and capable, and you control the power in your own hands, this is the difference between you and me! I am sincerely for the Yaozu, and you are only for yourself!"

Shi Buyi sighed and said: "It's not speculative, it seems that I have to send you on your way. Brother, please."

Zhong Yue was shocked by the voices of the two supreme beings so that his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding continuously, and he rushed to the distance with all his strength, thinking: "The strong will fight, and the weak will suffer. I don't have many opponents among the Qi refiners in the Embryo state. Even the powerhouses of the Open Wheel can fight one or two, but between these two giants, I don't even have the capital to watch the battle. I must leave as soon as possible, otherwise let alone the aftermath of their magical powers, it will be a critical blow from the collision of magical powers Sound, I can't bear it either..."

He didn't care too much, his figure flickered, and the golden crow's wings appeared behind him, flapping his wings and walking away, the speed was extremely fast, as fast as floating light, soaring away into the distance.

But at this time, Qinglongguan master and Shibui finally made a move. An incomparably bright light rose from between the two mountains. It is extremely narrow and long!

Then the light faded, and the sky and the earth suddenly became extremely dark. Between the light and the dark, violent fluctuations spread in all directions. The long river between the two mountains stopped flowing, the river in the center evaporated, and the river on both sides rushed to the two sides. The river water piled up, getting higher and higher, turning into huge waves of hundreds of feet and rushing away!

Then, a violent sound erupted. Zhong Yue was flying in mid-air, and he had already flown a hundred miles away. His speed had exceeded the speed of sound, but the sound wave pressed the air extremely hard, and the density of the air became terrifyingly heavy. Sound travels faster than usual!

The speed of sound propagation in the air is not slow, but it travels faster in water, and even faster in solids. The Qinglongguan master and teacher were not easy to hit this blow, and almost emptied the air in a radius of tens of miles around them. Compress the air, turn the air into a solid, and greatly increase the speed of sound!

The sound wave caught up with Zhong Yue and rushed towards him. The wings behind Zhong Yue cracked and shattered.

He landed on the ground, immediately let go of his feet and ran wildly, leaving in the dust.

Boom—

When the second loud noise came, Zhong Yue couldn't help spitting out blood again. He staggered, gritted his teeth and rushed into the distance. The beating sound no longer threatened him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly took out the miraculous medicine sent by the envoys of the various forces, swallowed it in large quantities, and stimulated the power of the medicine to calm the injury.

"Just the sound produced during the confrontation almost killed me. Even if the master Qinglong's strength has not reached the level of a giant, it is not far away. I don't know if he can survive..."

Just as he thought of this, the sound of the fight suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart: "Master Qinglong is dead..."

cruel.

The competition between the Yaozu is so cruel, extremely cruel!

From the point of view of the Great Wilderness Human Race, the Monster Race is extremely powerful, but now Zhong Yue sees the weakness of the Monster Race.

"The Qinglong Guanzhu's actions are more beneficial to the monster clan. Unfortunately, he has met a generation of heroes. Shi Buyi wants to gather power in his own hands, so the Qinglong Guanzhu is doomed to be a tragedy."

Zhong Yue suppressed his injuries, and said in his heart: "If he succeeds, it will only be a catastrophe for our human race. Fortunately, the monster race has a master like this..."

For the monster clan like Master Qinglong, he both admires and is worried. The monster clan is stronger than the human race. If there is another hero like Master Qinglong, then the monster clan will definitely prosper!

"Shibui is a hero. A hero is alive, and he can be prosperous for a lifetime, but after the hero dies, there will be no successors, and his roots will be cut off, and depression will follow. The hero does not allow challenges, so there are no successors, and the hero will die. It is to cultivate descendants so that their own race can continue. If the monster clan does not have people like Qinglong Guanzhu, it will surely usher in a great depression after the death of the master!"

Zhong Yue stared at himself, and couldn't help showing a wry smile. Shi Buyi fought against Qinglong Guanzhu, and just a few sound waves shocked him to the point where his injuries were worse than the bloody battle on the long street.

"It is not the creatures themselves who really control the fate of all races, but the strong ones standing on top. No matter how many low-level alchemists there are, they are not as shocking as a giant. No amount of ants can shake a giant. My human race needs an indomitable strong man after the sect master to survive! This person can only be a hero, not a hero!"

Zhong Yue, with golden and black wings, left this place, turned again, no longer going to Yanque Pass, but turned to the direction of the wilderness, and thought: "On the Yanque Pass road, there must be many enemies waiting for me there, and Lang Qingyun took Looking at my soul lamp, you can clearly perceive my position, if so, I will show you around!"

His whereabouts became surreptitious, going east and west, sometimes advancing and sometimes retreating, after this night of fleeing and breaking through the encirclement, he has become much calmer.

Although there are still powerful monsters following behind him, it is impossible for the dangerous situation like the siege in the middle of the night to happen again.

The only thing that Zhong Yue should be worried about now is that there is an existence at the level of Ha Minger who is following him and chasing him, who is always hanging behind him, unable to get rid of!

Running all the way, his speed is faster than at night, but he also feels more fatigued. The land of the Eastern Desolation is vast and there are many mountains, and the Guxia City is close to the border of the Great Desolation. It is impossible to rush there in a short time .

Zhong Yue hurried on his way desperately, and he only advanced ten thousand miles during the day, and even encountered strong men blocking his way several times, so he had to retreat two thousand miles to avoid the strong men.

Ordinary people can run very fast in a hundred-foot sprint, but the speed of a thousand-foot sprint will be greatly reduced. If you want to run ten miles, you need to slow down your pace and adjust your breath.

The same is true for Qi refiners. Although Qi refiners are much stronger than ordinary people, their explosive running cannot last for too long.

Zhong Yue drove wildly day and night, advancing 18,000 miles day and night, physically and mentally exhausted, but he couldn't rest, so he had to keep moving forward, otherwise Lang Qingyun would inform the other monster clan powerhouses of his position , surrounded by many strong men.

He dispersed the Golden Crow's wings and landed. The sun and the moon cycled behind him, shining continuously, tempering his body and soul, and healing his injuries. By the time the sun set, he had already healed the injuries caused by Shi Buyi's battle with Qinglong Guanzhu.

Although his body and spirit were exhausted, his combat power was still at its peak, and this high-intensity running and fighting also made his cultivation level improve again.

It's just that the feeling of fatigue surged, making him drowsy, wishing he could lie down on the spot and sleep soundly, ignoring anything, not asking anything!

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A sword energy leaped out between Zhong Yue's fingers, and slashed across his chest. The pain surged, forcing him to get rid of his drowsiness, and the two dragons under his feet continued to hurry.

In front of the 10,000-mu green lake, the lake is rippling, with lotus leaves and lotus flowers up and down. There is a lone boat on the lake, and a lotus picker is floating on the lake with a penny on it. The song of the lotus picker is crisp and graceful, melodious and melodious. , singing a folk song of the demon clan, it is said that a sister fell in love with a great hero of the demon clan, admiring each other, expressing their feelings for each other, and meeting each other on the willow tree on the moon, which is very beautiful.

The lotus boat, the young girl, the lake light, and the green leaves are illuminated by the setting sun, and they are magnificent.

When the singing came, Zhong Yue yawned unknowingly, and fell into a deep sleep standing by the lake, only to see the double dragons under his feet were still walking forward, wanting to cross the lake.

"I'm so sleepy... no, it's a demonic talk that confuses the crowd, and it confuses my mind!"

Zhong Yue was startled and was about to wake up, but the melodious singing made him feel like he was about to fall into a coma!

And behind him, two extremely tyrannical auras are approaching rapidly. It should be the two monster clan powerhouses who received the sound transmission from Lang Qingyun and came in pursuit!

Zhong Yue reluctantly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw the lotus picker in front of him in a lotus boat driving towards him. He knew that he shouldn't sleep, but the sound of the monster made his spirit, soul and body extremely heavy. So comfortable, it's impossible to wake up at all!

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The sword energy leaped out, he forced himself to draw a sword on himself, and felt pain, but his will was still confused by the demon voice, and he couldn't wake up!

Zhong Yue forcibly opened his eyes, the lotus boat was getting closer, and the two breaths behind him were also getting closer, the young man suddenly gathered a sword energy and thrust it into his belly, he stirred it hard, and the severe pain came, Zhong Yue Get a little refreshed.

"The Emperor of Heaven sits in the heavenly court to drive away the evil atmosphere!"

Zhong Yue yelled violently, the spiritual power surged in the sea of consciousness, his soul turned into Suihuang and sat in the Huoji Palace, and the demon voice filling his head went away, his body, soul, and spirit woke up from lethargy!

"The primordial spirit is out of the body, the demon god Mingwang!"

boom—

The soul leaped out from behind him, and the eight arms of King Ming appeared, standing eighteen feet tall. Zhong Yue's eyes were bright, and when he looked back, he saw two demon clan Qi refiners at the Open Wheel state riding the demon cloud, and the demon The cloud rushed towards the ground suddenly, and then the cloud rose up, and two strange-looking demon-race alchemists appeared and walked towards him.

Zhong Yue turned his head, looked at the approaching lotus boat and the lotus picking girl, and said with a sneer, "Disciple Shu Qianqiu, senior sister of King Teng, senior sister Qing Heqing?"