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Chapter 165 Death

Qi Lung's figure flashed and appeared outside the Sword Prison, looking up at the sky with a solemn look in his eyes.

Only demigod masters can sense the riots in the rules of heaven and earth, and what everyone can see is that three lines of great luck supporting the sky are pouring into the sky. One is black, symbolizing the boundless killing, and the other is red.

It contains the destiny of the country like the waves of a great river, one line is blue——

"I didn't expect that in addition to the thousand-year destiny of death and the imperial energy of the founding of the world, those three people actually created a great luck, a feeling like an ancient well without waves like the sea, and the aura of changes in living beings hidden in it. That is - Xuan

Is Ying still Yang Qi?"

After successfully losing weight, Yaba, who had become a muscular duck, called Qilong "Quack" as a greeting. On the duck's back, a fat Taoist as big as a mountain of meat took a sip of wine and said thoughtfully.

"What does it mean for Xuanying to return Yang Qi?"

"Xuanying's Yang Qi is a kind of luck that was born from the ocean of living things after the great catastrophe of the destruction of heaven and earth. It symbolizes the recovery of all things and the gestation of all living beings. Only the small worlds that are about to be opened can extract it.

A special piece of luck."

"Then why is it here?"

Sima Zhengdao wiped his mouth and said: "It's very simple. After the destruction of the ancient times, only this place was immortal, so this Xuanying Yang Qi was automatically sealed somewhere until the conditions were met before it was born again."

"Conditions -" Qi Lung pondered for a moment, "What is the use of this luck?"

"Hey, you really asked the right person this time. I recently learned from the Conferred Gods List, which can exactly answer your question."

"This qi is known as the mother of qi, and its greatest role is to protect the gods who have perfected their practice in the world to break through the 'gap between heaven and earth' and reach the heaven."

"The heaven is also a vast world?"

"Of course not. Heaven is the source of the universe. Taoism calls it the Immortal Realm, and Buddhism calls it the other shore. If we can reach there, it will never perish unless the universe is destroyed."

"Sounds like a lot of use."

"It also has a greater use, which is to transform the soul into the soul and escort the ordinary true gods to the immortal world."

"How is this possible? Is the immortal world so easy to get to?" Qi Lung said in shock.

With Qi Lung's current vision, he already understands that true god is not the end of the road of cultivation. After reaching the realm of true god, he still has to practice, and even enter various small worlds, and even the realm outside the world, to compete for various opportunities, big and small.

In the end, it takes thousands of years of hard work to condense the immortal karma, and then you can become an immortal and a Buddha.

"Using Xuanying to return yang energy to transform Yuanshen into Yuanying is equivalent to giving up the possibility of going further, even to ascend to the immortal world, and to be a miscellaneous immortal family who does not enter the seventy-sixth level. However, this can no longer go further, or

For a true god whose mental rift can never be healed, this is the best ending."

"Mental rift, who is that Red Lotus Fairy?" Qi Long had an idea and said.

Sima Zhengdao smiled strangely: "You should be aware of this method. Using demon seeds to parasitize others will eventually achieve the results of their lifetime of cultivation. That is what the demon monk did at the beginning."

'But he is parasitizing a true god, or the head of the three true gods of the Imperial City Division.'

Qi Long didn't say this. He watched the three rays of light in the sky gradually disappear. He took a deep breath and said, "If the three of them leave, will they really never come back?"

"No way. They made the oath of heaven back then, and if they want to come back again, they will be punished by heaven."

Qi Lung was silent for a moment and said: "Without those three, this one should be easier to talk to now."

"Who knows, God's mind is unpredictable."



Imperial City Division, in the sea of ​​luck

The Demon Queen clasped her hands behind her back and looked up at the sky, with a trace of nostalgia flashing in her eyes that were shining brightly.

"Mother, is it worth it?"

After a long time, she withdrew her gaze and turned to look at an old woman behind her, "As we all know, the three elders of Tianbianhui are the faces of the true god, but the real ones in charge are the four great powers of gold, silver, money, and sea.

Aunty, now those three have left and taken the three elders with them, Auntie Jin, we must get along well in the days to come."

Aunt Jin's body was almost level with the ground, and she was trembling slightly. The one in front of her was indeed the number one witch in Zhongwu. After almost three people left, she immediately launched a large-scale purge of the Imperial City Division. The four major aunts were caught off guard.

, the power was quickly defeated, many people were killed, and then they were made into servants of the devil, enjoying torture for life after life.

After the great purge, half of the people in the Imperial City Division were demonized, and the remaining half all swore an oath of inner demons to be loyal to the Demon Queen.

Among the four nuns, she was the only one who surrendered immediately when she saw a bad opportunity. The other three were either assassinated or imprisoned and will never see the light of day again in their lives.

"Okay, my mother is gone, and the destiny of heaven and earth has been lost. There will definitely be chaos for a period of time, and there will definitely be monsters, demons, and snakes dancing around. What special circumstances have happened recently?" Hong Ai said lightly.

"Back to the empress, in the Merit Pool of Haihun Dao, a sea of ​​Xuanming has appeared, which is wildly devouring other fortunes. If it is swallowed like this, it may affect the Merit Pool."

There are twelve merit pools in total, nine in the mountains and seas inside the pass, and three outside the pass. They are responsible for supervising and controlling the fate of the entire ancient Zhongwu land.

"Sea of ​​Xuanming, you are really worried about what will happen, why can't you wait so hard?"

As a descendant of the True God, Hong Ai naturally knows many secrets. She knows that this Xuan Ming is exhaled by the lungs of the earth. It is transformed by the spirit of Taiyin Qi among the three Yin Qi. It has the power to transform everything, including

The various fortunes between heaven and earth.

This is undoubtedly the work of a big shot behind the scenes, used to test the operating mechanism of the Imperial City Division. If ignored, when the Xuanming Sea overflows the pool of merit, the damage caused will even topple the Imperial City Division.

'In order to destroy the qi of Taiyin, apart from the two qi of Xuanyin and Shaoyin, which have the same origin and root, there is only the fire of Zhiyang between heaven and earth...'



Qi Lung followed Sima Zhengdao and came to a seemingly ordinary house. Looking up from the courtyard, he could see a bright moon hanging in the sky, spreading the cold moonlight.

But it was clearly daytime.

"Do you want to wait for the leader of the Conferred God List to go in with you?" Sima Zhengdao turned around and said, "If you are with that person, at least you don't have to worry about being beaten to death."

Qi Long's mouth twitched, "No need."

"One more thing, I am not involved in the grudge between you and Hou Xiaotian, but I hope you understand that we are all ants in a small pond, trying to control our own life and death. Although we are not grasshoppers on a rope, we still live and die.

If you fight hard, you will only get the advantage of those few in the end."

Sima Zhengdao pointed at it, took a sip of wine, shook his head and left.

Qi Long looked at the other party's back, remained silent, and then walked directly into the door.

As soon as Fang entered the moon tower, the bright moon in the sky seemed to be right in front of his eyes, and then, all the bright moonlight turned into cold and pure sword lights, carrying the aura of destroying everything, and slashed towards him.

‘The supervisor’s sword flash, no, it’s not—’

In the light of the Supervisor's sword, death precedes destruction. In other words, you are already dead before his sword strikes.

Although it is also the 'thinking sword light', the shadow of the sword in front of me only has its shape, but not its spirit.

When the light of the sword struck Qi Long's first eyelash, Qi Long's pupils turned into dull gold.

The light of the sword suddenly penetrated into his spiritual world and struck the Sumeru Gold Mountain, cutting out a huge crack in the huge mountain. For a time, there was a landslide and tsunami, and huge waves surged into the sky.

The light of the sword slashed along the mountain wall to the seven levels of the sky, all the way to the top where he transformed into Zi Zi Tian. Then the shadow of the sword was tightly clamped by two fingers, and the two powerful wills clashed with each other.

"His sword is not this weak."

With a sharp clamp between two fingers, the earth-shattering sword light was crushed to pieces.

This action seemed to anger the cold moonlight. For a moment, countless 'thought knife lights' suddenly struck, and the cold moonlight covered the sky with a layer of crystal white.

The sky is filled with shadows of knives.

It is not an easy task for the will of a true god to come. After all, it takes a lot of mana to travel through the layers of space and drop the will from the big world to the small world, even for a true god.

But there is an exception, which is to occupy a spatial anchor point in this small world, so that the consumption of the true God's will will be greatly reduced.

This kind of spatial anchor can be a house or a mountain. It cannot be moved or a living thing.

This small courtyard is the space aiming point of Madam Yuchi Yuchi from the Tianbing Division.

This female true god had no intention of killing Qi Lung. After all, she did not use the Guanghan Palace, and Qi Lung did not use the power of Ksitigarbha.

The ancients said that only women and villains are difficult to raise, even if they become true gods, the truth is still the same.

The sky is filled with sword shadows, and the spiritual world of the slash is filled with sword shadows everywhere.

A figure shuttled through the shadows of knives, and was struck by a few knives at first. However, as the shadows of knives became denser and denser, the success rate of evasion became higher and higher. In the end, the speed of the knife and the speed of the person were almost exactly the same.

'How could it be! How could the other party understand the thought of Daoguang so quickly.'

"I now believe that the five legendary sword realms are just beginners' sword skills in that place!"

Qi Lung's voice sounded again.

The Maitreya Buddha in the sky poked out his big fat head from under the table and smiled. The four Ksitigarbhas appeared at the same time. The boundless Sanskrit sound sounded. With a push of eight arms, gray waves swept across the sea. Wherever it passed, everything returned to its original state. At the same time, the Buddha's voice sounded.

Shocked, Qi Long opened his eyes, and with a flash of knife in his eyes, he actually forced Qing Leng Yuehua out.

Seeing that the moonlight in the sky was cutting down again, Qi Long smiled helplessly, "Why bother, you are so angry that you can't kill me unless you come in true form."

"and--"

Qi Lung smiled, and suddenly there was a knife in his hand, with a huge crack on the knife's body.

"Do you want to try my knife?"
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