'It seems that the effect of my palm is quite great. At least the true god does not intend to kill me and the Heavenly Mother in one fell swoop. He even wants to compliment me to prevent me from disturbing the situation.'

At least in this world, the demon emperor's combat power is higher than that of the true god. The new demon emperor has also proved this, which is enough.

Qi Lung turned around and appeared above the crack in the void. He saw densely packed warships, monsters, and divine soldiers and generals descending overwhelmingly. The phantoms of the divine beasts formed by the formation of the gods were retreating steadily, and were at a disadvantage.

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Qi Long snorted coldly and said calmly: "Flying is prohibited here."

He held the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth and followed his words. As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers and horses from all directions fell like dumplings. Falling from such a high altitude, even a demigod would fall into pieces.

In just one move, three to four hundred thousand soldiers and horses were gone.

This is the power of Jedi Heaven!

Seeing that there were still more than a dozen warships struggling to escape, Qi Lung curled his fingers and Qitian Divine Stick transformed into a great ape god demon, thousands of feet tall, with his feet on water clouds and a giant waterfall in his hand, and he rushed forward with a flash of his head.

It was low and hit a battleship directly, and the explosion sounded like crazy.

Qi Lung didn't see the result either. As long as the true god didn't come, one of them would die, and if ten thousand of them came, they would all die.

Stepping through the void again, we arrived at the center of the array of gods, where Master Weide Zhengfa was presiding over the array of gods.

"Thank you for your hard work, Imperial Master."

"Your Majesty, did you win?" The Imperial Master's eyes lit up.

"Half the battle is already won," Qi Lung paused, and then said: "After this incident, you can take up the post of national preceptor and go to practice in Taoist sects in the world. Maybe there will be a way to repair your injuries."

The Imperial Master's injury is an old illness, and his lifespan is only more than ten years. It can be said that there is no need to delay.

The generation of the Yuan Shen and the generation of the True God are actually not immortal, and the transformation of life and death is still a major event. In fact, every four hundred and ninety years, the body must be reforged and placed on the avenue again. This kind of 'changing paths' is very important every time.

Dangerous, and getting more dangerous each time.

Three hundred years ago, at the end of the ancient country, the world was in chaos, and the true gods came frequently. At that time, the national master was at the point of refining his body. However, the military situation was urgent. He did not wait for the "change of paths" to be completed, so he went out to resist the true gods, and again

He was seriously injured and had managed to survive until now, but his energy has been exhausted.

He also admitted that he would definitely die if he fought with a true god-level master again.

Therefore, Qi Lung did not send him out in this battle, but was responsible for commanding the formation.

The Imperial Master smiled and shook his head, "When Zhongwu Heaven and Earth merges into the world, there are still many things to do. Where can I practice Kung Fu?"

Even though Master Weide Zhengfa didn’t say it, he would work hard and die, but that was his idea!

Qi Lung paused for a moment, without further persuasion, and just said: "In that case, then just follow Xue Bai."

"Old minister, take your orders!"

Qi Lung turned his steps again, crossed the void, and appeared on the Jiubing Cliff. Passing through the wall, he saw the son of Baizhen sitting cross-legged on the golden chair of Kyushu, with the map of Kyushu above his head, and the nine sons of Long were occupying one side each.

Difficult operation of mountains and seas.

Qi Lung's arrival was not noticed by Xue Bai, who was immersed in the formation.

"Since you bear the aura of the Emperor, then this world will be entrusted to you."

As soon as Qi Long finished speaking, nine dragon shadows appeared behind him, including the Heaven-supporting Dragon, the Jade Heaven Dragon, the Blood-Transforming Dragon, the Earth-Suppressing Dragon, the Flood Dragon, the Mirage Dragon, the Walking Dragon, and the Nine-Pattern Dragon. They were not phantoms, but the real body of the dragon veins.

In the small space, the air was extremely stagnant.

Each dragon vein raised its head high, revealing the reverse scales on its lower forehead. Qi Lung made nine consecutive strokes with his fingers, and the reverse scales cracked, and the purest essence and blood spurted out, falling into the phantom of Long Jiuzi, prisoner ox.

, Yaju, Chaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Baxia, Bifan, Fuxi, Chiki, the nine phantoms turned from virtual to real, and after absorbing the inheritance of nine kinds of dragon veins, they became the real Dragon Nine Sons.

In the future, when the nine sons of the dragon merge into one, they will be the tenth dragon vein that comes from nothing!

Qi Lung took a deep look at the other person, turned around and left.

"My dear grandson, where are you going?"

"See you again by fate, ancestor."

Qi Long chuckled, waved his hand without looking back, and then disappeared.

How far is the small world from the big world?

This is probably a question that only the True God can answer, or in other words, the True God may not be able to answer it, because when the True God perceives the small thousand worlds, he actually first senses a coordinate, then travels through it with his thoughts, and then uses his thoughts to travel through the physical body, without deliberately

Calculate the distance.

In Qi Long's eyes, the Small Thousand World and the Great Thousand World are not like the Great Thousand World and the stars in the universe. They have specific and measurable scales. To put it metaphorically, the Small Thousand World is like a small bubble on the water, and the Big Thousand World is like a small bubble on the water.

It is the water surface, which appears to be two, but is actually one.

If the 'little bubble' explodes, all living creatures in this world will naturally die. However, if the 'little bubble' is not destroyed once, it will not be able to integrate with the universe. The rules here are so mysterious that it is difficult to explain in words.

If Qi Lung hadn't cultivated part of the power of the Emperor of Heaven and had the Nine States Map, it would be difficult to understand the mystery.

On top of the ancient fragments, Qi Lung's figure reappeared. Surrounding the fragments were floating corpses, thousands of them. The only cause of death was sword marks on their necks.

When the five true gods entered the world, other true gods could not squeeze in. Maybe the gods in the sky could break the rules of this world, but the true gods certainly could not.

Qi Lung was able to be so carefree and at ease because three of the five true gods from the lower realm came to target the Heavenly Mother.

He was not afraid of not knowing the goods, but he was afraid of comparing goods. Compared with Tianmu, Qi Long suddenly realized that he was not actually the worst one.

'The Kyushu Map actually does not correspond to the nine mountains and seas, but to the Kyushu of the Great Thousand World. When the ancient times collapsed and the Three Realms were formed, the entire Great Thousand World evolved from nine ancient fragments, but the area of ​​these ancient fragments was Zhongwu's.

A thousand times, and the ancient fragment under my feet is actually a small fragment in the middle of Kyushu.'

Qi Long stood on top of the ancient fragments and walked slowly. The prosperity faded away and he returned to his original nature, which became more vivid.

"I knew you'd be here."

Qi Long looked at the figure holding a sword in front of him and said with a smile.

"Things in heaven are not my business. Things on earth are my business."

"Your world is a ghost to me, and I believe it's vice versa. There's no need for the two of us to talk nonsense."

He turned around according to the lantern, his eyes were dark and domineering, "If words are useful, why do you need a sword? It's a pity that Brother Qi doesn't use a sword anymore."

"My fist is my sword, and my way is my sword," Qi Long grinned, showing his teeth, "Do you want to try it?"

"In the scene between the Heavenly Sword and the Wang Family Sword Immortal, three swords are actually enough. How about you and I limit ourselves to three moves?"

"It's okay, I have a lot of things to do, and I really need to solve them quickly."
Chapter completed!