Zuo Ziyue shook his dizzy head, his soul was in a slump, and he thought to himself that the Dian Cang Seal was truly powerful. Unfortunately, this method was only suitable for Jiang Suxin herself, who was gifted with this ability. No matter how well others learned it, it would be difficult for them to reach even a tiny bit of the level.
Even if the holy land included this method, it would sound weird because the person who used it was not named Jiang Suxin.
He held his breath and concentrated, a white light appeared between his eyebrows, and he barely regained some clarity. He said in a shocking voice: "Prince Yan is overthinking. The Holy Land does not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries. This is known to the world. We came here because of our old friendship with Emperor Zhao Qin. It has nothing to do with Emperor Ji, let alone the magic weapon bestowed by Emperor Ji."
Jiang Li glared at them. They were all honest people. What was there to pretend at this time
Standing with Zuo Ziyue, he was too embarrassed to look Jiang Suxin in the eye.
Chang Wenyuan continued to look at the handsome man, just smiled and said nothing.
Otherwise how can we say that Zuo Ziyue is qualified to be an elder? He has mastered the art of nourishing Qi with a thick face and a black heart. When faced with Jiang Li's stab in the back with "You clearly have", he remains calm and composed.
If there is nothing, there is nothing. I have a clear conscience and can say there is nothing.
Jiang Suxin did not comment. He had already explained the reason, but Zuo Ziyue refused to listen. He would first use courtesy and then force. The next step was to let Zuo Ziyue sit down and listen to him honestly.
Jiang Suxin turned the page of the book and swept her finger across a line, using the unique skill of Dian Cang Yin, combined with the magic weapon of cultivating both sex and life, to change fate and cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth.
The earth was rumbling and the dragon was rolling. The originally illusory Zhaoqin Imperial City suddenly became real.
Amidst the rolling dust, rows of buildings collapsed one after another, the ground was covered with deep cracks, the imperial city rose high, a giant golden dragon rose into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, and manifested a ten-thousand-foot dragon body.
With the help of good fortune, Jiang Suxin's momentum soared, and in an instant she became so powerful that she broke through the limits of human beings and was able to aspire for the status of immortal.
"People say that Prince Yan's ambition is not to be the emperor. This scene... is quite appropriate." Chang Wenyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head. His eyes were shining green. He used the secret method of consuming his own vitality to dispel the power of the Dian Cang Seal in his body.
"Golden Dragon of Luck, even you..."
Jiang Li was stunned, and then suddenly realized and said firmly: "This place is not the imperial city of the capital. The golden dragon of luck is only a part of it. Jiang Suxin used the secret method of illuminating the common people to summon the half-way golden dragon, and she will definitely be attacked by it!"
Having said that, Jiang Li couldn't help but feel confused. Jiang Suxin didn't have the jade seal or the dragon robe, and she was not the ruler of Zhao Qin. How could she mobilize the golden dragon of luck
Just because he turned the tide and extended Zhao Qin's life for a thousand years, the Golden Dragon of Destiny would treat him differently
You know what, this is indeed possible.
On the other side, Jiang Suxin revealed the answer. She pinched the golden thread with two fingers and wrapped a belt around the golden dragon of luck. In the absence of the imperial seal, she forcibly mobilized the golden dragon of luck for her own use.
Here, in addition to the powerful magic weapons, there is indeed some favor from the Golden Dragon of Luck.
The people of Zhao Qin believed deeply in King Yan and that the Golden Dragon of Fortune could sense the will of the people. Although they were dissatisfied with Jiang Suxin's violent awakening of the long-sleeping people, they still cooperated reluctantly.
This is the only time. It won’t happen again.
Jiang Suxin was covered in golden light, holding a Taoist book in her hand. Ten thousand dragon auras were descending upon the universe. Her powerful demeanor was such that it was not an exaggeration to say that she was an immortal on earth.
Zuo Ziyue was under tremendous pressure, having to bear the outpouring of human-immortal will from Jiang Suxin alone. He raised his hand tremblingly and slapped her on the forehead.
Purple light shot up into the sky, tremendous pressure surged like an overwhelming force, and waves of terror swept in all directions.
The surviving buildings in the capital continued to explode. Even the towering city walls were instantly shattered like bubbles under the powerful pressure, and rumbling sounds continued one after another.
The pressure is pervasive, like an invisible force field, which opens up a new world as soon as it appears, rewriting the laws and establishing new rules.
However, the most terrifying thing is the powerful will as vast as the ocean, so heavy that even Zuo Ziyue himself could hardly bear it.
Jiang Li and Chang Wenyuan couldn't stop their arms from shaking. They tried to straighten their backs and suppress the urge to worship.
The two of them looked closely, and after the purple light faded, they saw a large eight-sided bronze tripod.
On the eight sides, there are the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains, the rivers, the grass and the trees. All the scenes of the world are included in it. If it comes to guiding the people, this tripod is more suitable.
"Human King Ding!"
Jiang Suxin's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she noticed that the golden dragon of luck seemed to be silent. She entangled the golden thread in her hands and absorbed all the golden light into her body.
His face turned pale, he lowered his head and coughed non-stop, he took out a handkerchief from his bosom, wiped away the deep red blood, and exclaimed: "An ancient book says that Great Xia occupies the Kunlun Dragon Vein, and one country is the entire human race. Throughout history, only Emperor Xia can be called the Human King, and the rest are not supreme. Today I see the Human King Tripod, I am truly lucky."
“Prince Yan, you are a great man of the time. If you let go of Zhao Qin, Emperor Ji is willing to welcome you and grant you the position of Prime Minister of Great Xia.” Zuo Ziyue vomited blood repeatedly, trying to withstand the pressure of controlling Wang Ding.
Even though he is a cultivator in the Mahayana stage and his cultivation and magical powers are not much inferior to those of Prince Xin and Liu Shenhuang, the Human King Cauldron has an extraordinary origin and is a treasure that only exists in legends. If Emperor Ji did not intend to do so, he would be unable to move it even a little bit even if he died of exhaustion, let alone use it to defend against the enemy.
"When did Daxia have a phase?" Jiang Suxin said disdainfully.
"Not at all. The Emperor Ji has made it clear that since we are Prince Yan, it is a different matter." Zuo Ziyue could no longer hold on.
"How ridiculous! This king only has Zhao Qin in his heart. I will not serve two masters!"
Jiang Suxin stabilized the golden dragon of luck in his body, his eyes were shining with golden light, and he tapped the Taoist books with both hands, gathering the power of the common people at his fingertips: "Besides, Daxia has long passed away, how much power does this big tripod still have?"
“Arrogant.”
Zuo Ziyue swallowed a mouthful of blood with great effort, raised his hands and slapped Ren Wang Ding hard.
The sky and the earth roared. The small world where the imperial city of the capital was located collapsed in an instant. The broken walls and ruins disappeared in the blink of an eye. An unimaginable force rushed out of the small world and ravaged the chessboard of heaven and earth, submerging and swallowing up the chess squares one by one.
—
“What a pity.”
Lu Bei curled his lips, raised his five fingers, and launched his eagle claws, saying sinisterly: "That strike just now should have torn you in two. You are lucky. You won't be so lucky next time."
Zangnan Mountain collapsed again. The last time it was destroyed by Qu He and Meng Yuan, this time it was destroyed by Qiu Yuan and the zombie gravekeeper.
It has little to do with Lu Bei, he just provided some motivation.
In the ruins at the foot of the mountain, Qiu Yuan was buried deep under the fallen rocks. He was determined to get his revenge and prove himself in front of Prince Yan, but he was defeated even faster than last time.
The big demon was useless, his magic power was like a chicken and a pottery dog, and he was beaten up by the leader of the Tianjian Sect and finally kicked seriously.
Right now, the soul is silent and there is no possibility of fighting anymore.
As for the secret method used by the monks of the Imperial Observatory to revive with full health, it was not as effective as usual because Prince Yan was busy fighting three powerful men and was unable to spare any time.
Lu Bei did not kill Qiu Yuan. He could not find any reason to gain more experience. He had no grudges in the past and no hatred in the present. He just wanted to gain some experience by defeating him.
Qiu Yuan was lucky, as there were no onlookers around him when he faced Lu Bei twice.
The unfortunate Yan Wuchen and Jin Tong, when they appeared, started to attack the crowd crazily, bullying the weak without mercy. Lu Bei found a reason, felt that he had a clear conscience, and took the kill experience.
On the other side, the zombie gravekeeper who was clawed by Lu Bei for the same thing he had done to him was in a miserable state, with his right arm severed at the root. His boiling golden blood flowed to the ground in a burning river, igniting a sea of fire that could not be extinguished by ordinary rain.
As a zombie, and a very high-level one at that, his physical defense is amazing, but he has the disadvantage of being difficult to heal himself.
I chose all the talents for thick skin and flesh, but since I don't need it, I didn't add any self-healing.
The good news is that he was quick-witted and snatched the broken limb away, swallowed it in one gulp and hid it in his stomach, waiting to escape from this place and find a quiet corner to connect it.
The question is, how to escape
The zombie gravekeeper looked solemn, cherishing every drop of golden blood. He kept scooping it up and drinking it. While producing and selling it himself, he caught a glimpse of Yan Xiaoshuang standing in the distance in his peripheral vision.
If we want to turn the tables in this battle, this woman is the key!
It was clear that Lu Bei's strength suddenly increased just because Yan Xiaoshuang touched him a few times.
He did not ask to be touched a few times. He thought that the skin of the female cultivator in the Mahayana stage was fair and tender. By swallowing her blood, he might be able to follow the memory in the blood and find a way to break Lu Bei's explosive power.
Lu Bei stepped sideways to block the gravekeeper's sight. "You seem to be quite capable, so you must be no unknown person. Tell me your name. I will not kill nameless ghosts with my sword."
The gravekeeper said nothing, but his heart, which had been silent for many years, was beating thumpingly, and golden blood gushed out from his broken arm.
He himself was bathed in golden aura and had a violent aura like a savage beast, without any rationality at all.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
The void exploded, and the earth, fire, water and wind rushed wildly.
Golden light flickered in Lu Bei's eyes. He dodged and engaged in battle with the one-armed gravekeeper. Covered in golden flames, his immortal sword body, which had been tempered a thousand times, took another step forward.
The two men fought faster and faster, missing each other thousands of times in a flash.
The gravekeeper's explosive power obviously lacked stamina, and he was surpassed by Lu Bei in terms of endurance. In the first five hundred fights, he was able to fight back while getting beaten, but in the last three hundred moves, he could only get beaten.
Occasionally turn over and switch sides to keep your whole body evenly expanded.
boom!!!
The black and white fish swam around, the scorching white sword light flashed, and it powerfully attacked the end of the darkness.
Lu Bei punched through the air and penetrated the gravekeeper's chest up to his wrist. His five fingers clasped the powerful heart and madly injected two completely opposite forces, the lunar and solar.
The zombie gravekeeper has no soul and will die when his body collapses. As for the way to erase the zombies and let them die again, the only thing he can think of is to grind their bones and scatter their ashes.
boom!
The beating heart shattered into mud and flowed out from between his fingers. Lu Bei pulled his arm out, feeling unbearable burning pain and he felt like his palm was about to melt.
He kicked the gravekeeper away, swung his hands wildly, and was about to deliver another stab when his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he turned around and rushed towards Yan Xiaoshuang.
Palace Master Yan was sitting there watching a dog-eat-dog show when he was suddenly hit in the arms by a golden light and nearly died on the spot.
She coughed out a mouthful of fishy-sweet food, and in her beautiful eyes, a vast and powerful force raged like earth, fire, water and wind, and in an instant, it chased after Lu Bei.
At this moment, I found that the pretty boy was not so fast.
The torrent submerged the two of them.
After a long time, Lu Bei grimaced and jumped on the spot in pain.
Yan Xiaoshuang, who had turned into jade, was hidden in Lu Bei's arms, avoiding the embarrassment of adding insult to injury. Apart from a stuffy feeling in her chest, she was fine.
"What happened? Why did the chessboard break?"
Yan Xiaoshuang was puzzled as she called over the tearful Lu Bei. She brushed the burned skin with her fair fingers, melting the scars bit by bit.
“Hiss, hiss, hiss—”
"Does it hurt?"
"Ah! Oh, um..."
"… "
The corners of Yan Xiaoshuang's eyes twitched, but she continued with the treatment, suppressing the thought of dying together with him.
Rather than treatment, Lu Bei would rather wait for the sword to heal itself. It hurts anyway, so he might as well waste the experience.
But this time it was so painful. He didn't know what the strange light was, and it was so piercing that he couldn't bear it.
After a while, Lu Bei's injuries recovered. He was too embarrassed to walk his bird, so he shyly took out a Taoist robe and put it on.
Yan Xiaoshuang turned a blind eye, raised her hand to draw a star pattern, frowned and looked towards the end of the darkness: "The chessboard formation is destroyed, but the center of the formation is still there. Several people are fighting. Their strength... is unknown?"
"unknown?!"
"It's not the power that the immortal world should have."
"… "
Lu Bei choked upon hearing this. If this wasn't the power that the immortal world should have, then what was it? A channel for ascension
It can't be another alien world...
Wait a minute, Prince Yan is a demon from outside the realm
"You don't need to stay here... Forget it, come with me and take a look."
Lu Bei put his hands around the slender waist, golden light spread everywhere, and then disappeared into darkness in an instant.