high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 170 Hei Tianzi [Two Chapters In One]

"you you……"

Lord Qingli let out an angry roar, barely raised his head, little by little, supported himself up against the heavy and unparalleled strength.

"You dare to insult me?!"

A violent and boundless dragon with a length of thousands of feet and every scale shining brightly is roaring in anger.

Immeasurable light burst out from him, a mighty strong light that penetrated thousands of miles, and the world in the small world dimmed for a moment at the same time as the dragon's roar sounded. Tinder-like.

The whole world suddenly lit up!

The mighty real qi exploded with a bang!The void showed a strange distortion and trembling, as if it was about to be burned and melted by the strong light from the giant Qingli Lord!

"You dare to insult me?!"

Lord Qingli's roar pierced the sky like divine thunder, and cast down waves like an abyss on the earth.

The light on his body pierces through layers of void, every inch of the tiniest point, agitating infinite energy, is about to eliminate all invisible matter within a thousand miles.

"Humiliate you?" Wang Qiuyi smiled slightly: "It's not once or twice, you should get used to it."

In an instant, he was a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than Lord Qingli!The purest and purest blood energy exploded from every acupoint on Wang Qiuyi's body like the sun!

Countless spaces within ten thousand miles were disturbed by Lord Qingli, and the violent turbulent flow of the void centered on Wang Qiuyi, suddenly retreated and collapsed in all directions.

Surrounded by endless blood, the man with a smile on his face raised his feet.

Come along, step hard!

Boom! ! !

Amidst the overwhelmed explosions and wailings of thousands of meters of ground, pitch-black cracks spread rapidly, bottomless, and the void twisted and collapsed layer by layer. All gestures shattered and exploded.

The small world trembled violently, as if under Wang Qiuyi's step, it seemed to tremble and disintegrate.

The remaining mountains were blown up into ashes in pieces, the rivers were diverted, the lakes and seas were countercurrent,

"Roar!"

Just as Lord Qingli let out a roar, the sound stopped abruptly.

The turbulent waves brought everything to a standstill in the small world for an instant, and then the more violent aftermath spread farther and farther with the momentum of overthrowing everything that should have been invisible.

The voice of the magic flood dragon that was still blooming with boundless light just now paused, but at this moment, it was too late for him to howl miserably.

Every inch of flesh felt like being stepped on heavily by a god, and the unparalleled force that tore everything suddenly descended.

The void is restored to its original shape of chaos, a misty shape in which air, shape, and quality are integrated but not separated. There is no thing, no distinction between north and south.

Qingli Jun who was stepped on by his foot was stunned for a moment, and even his mind fell into a temporary stupor, and his spirit, which was erratic like flying catkins, turned in a daze, but he got nothing.

then……

It is the great pain that tears the soul!

pain! pain! pain!

The moment the thousand-foot-long ancient dragon body stepped on it, it exploded with a bang!

The dragon scales of the natural divine pattern were all shattered into incomparably tiny things, and then disintegrated again under the heavy pressure.

The keel, which is crystal clear like warm jade, is covered with deep and shallow, large and small shatter marks, and the next moment, it will suddenly shatter into powder.

The dazzling scorching blood was like a bank of the Milky Way, slanted in all directions, and then turned into a blood mist all over the sky.

Before Qingli Jun's cry of pain could be heard, it disappeared without a trace.

"It seems to have lifted your ashes."

A gust of wind blew away all the dust and blood mist, leaving nothing behind.

Looking at this scene, Wang Qiuyi, who had withdrawn her blood, shrugged regretfully.

"I didn't mean to raise your ashes." He smiled unabated: "Old Niqiu, get up quickly, don't pretend to be dead for me."

When his voice fell, there was a divine voice that burst out and fell towards a small ash.

Bang! ! !

The man in the green robe and bamboo crown staggered and raised his hand, dispelling Wang Qiuyi's divine voice. He was knocked back dozens of miles, his arms trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

There was no trace of blood on Qingli Jun's face, it was as pale as paper.

He stared at Wang Qiuyi, and murderous intent surged out of his eyes.

"Golden Cicada Nine Deaths Technique."

Wang Qiuyi turned a blind eye to Qing Jiao's murderous intent. He clapped his hands lightly, with a rare look of admiration in his eyes.

For the golden cicada, nine deaths will lead to a lifetime.

Before Jedi Tiantong, Jin Chan was also a rare anomaly in the world.

The golden cicada has nine deaths, nine deaths are nine calamities, and after passing through the waves of calamities, it will be a sacred, ancient and supreme place.

The ancient ancestors once observed the changes of the golden cicada to survive the catastrophe, and created the great magical power of "Jin Chan Nine Deaths", which was passed down to later generations.

Lord Qingli, who has lived for endless years, has painstakingly visited every ancient relic in detail, and was lucky enough to obtain this supreme supernatural power, which is far superior to the Zuo family's death-for-death technique.

Under Wang Qiuyi's watchful eye, with a strange cicada's chirping, Qing Lijun's aura rose instantly, and with just a snap of his fingers, his pale skin became rosy again, and his blood was boiling like the sea of ​​heaven.

After the strange cicada sound of Qingyue passed away, Lord Qingli who had been trampled to death unexpectedly returned to Qingxing in its prime.

The body of the thousands of feet-long jiao jiao meanders, entrenched in the chaotic void, like an incomparably mighty ancient heavenly dragon. It hangs down from the gray cloud with a jiao head that is bigger than a mountain, and every inch of its scales is engraved with the inscription The divine pattern flickered with a gloomy and cold light.

Those two magic lake-like eyes overlooked the tiny figure in the void.

Lord Qingli's heavy voice resounded through every inch of void in the small world, carrying a biting killing intent.

"Wang Qiuyi, why are you still alive?!"

"Perhaps." The man with a warm smile shrugged his shoulders, "It's auspicious people who have their own destiny."

"Thousands of years ago, on Shaoqiu Mountain, I, Dou Seng Kongfa, the old master of Nanhua Palace, and the black emperor of Zheng Guo, the four of us..."

The huge dragon-like body slowly moved in the void, as heavy as an ancient sacred mountain, pressing down the void and trembling slightly.

"The four of us have already killed you on Shaoqiu Mountain."

There was a trace of doubt in Qing Lijun's voice, he looked down at that small figure, his tone was puzzled.

The battle on Shaoqiu at that time was the most unprecedented battle in the past 2000 years.

He, the title of the most ancient immortal, has always been true!

And the remaining three people are also extraordinary. They once dominated an era and stood at the pinnacle of martial arts.

The old palace master of Nanhua Palace is the only supreme existence in history who has cultivated the "Pure Taoism" to perfection, and based on this certificate, he has a golden body of longevity.

Relying on his physical strength alone, without dodging or dodging, he forcibly received Wang Qiuyi's thirty moves without any damage, which shocked the world for a while.

And Dou Seng Kongfa, who was born in the Vajra Temple, practiced the "Kuji Heart Sutra", learned countless supernatural powers, integrated the strengths of hundreds of schools, and quenched all dharmas in one furnace.

The prestige of Dou Seng Kongfa once forced the northern sect of the Landa Monastery to stay away after hearing the news, and did not dare to confront him in the slightest.

In his later years, he created the most powerful attacking supernatural power in King Kong Temple - the wheel seal.

Known as the unparalleled killing and cutting, it can turn the wheel of life and death, and split the way of law.

In that era, the prestige of Dou Seng Kongfa was not weaker than that of Guanghui, a monk with magical feet who has cultivated the power of divine feet today, and even surpassed him in killing one way.

And the great supernatural power he created - the wheel seal, even today, no one can surpass it.

He has always been the leader of the killing group in the Sutra Pavilion of Jingang Temple.

Dou Seng Kongfa returned to the King Kong Temple after the battle of the Shaoqiu Mountain siege, and claimed to have died of serious injuries, and died early.

And Zheng Guohei Tianzi, the supreme person who lives in seclusion behind the scenes, is also the reliance of King Zheng Wu's daring to act.

He is also the only one among the four who can stabilize Wang Qiuyi's head.

The four invincible immortals in this world, in the battle on Shaoqiu Mountain, there were also many holy land masters and family ancestors participating.

Divine Crow Palace, Great Demon Tomb, Xintongmei Clan, Changjin Xie Family, Qingshen Guan, Zhaixingzong, Turtle City, Dry Temple, Zhebing Mountain,...

Three kingdoms in the world, holy land of aristocratic families, this is a lore on Shaoqiu Mountain.

Zheng Guohei Tianzi was once commented by Xuan Wenjun that his potential had been exhausted, and he had no hope of going to the third realm in his life. After him, Wang Qiuyi, who was born out of nowhere, immediately attracted the attention of the world.

The fall of the former Song Dynasty has become an unchangeable fixed number under the impetus of various forces.

And Wang Qiuyi, who was trying to save the former Song Tianqing, also became the target of public criticism.

On Shaoqiu Mountain, since the separation of the Three Kingdoms, it was the only time, and perhaps the last time, that all forces joined forces.

Immortals fell like rain, Shaoqiu Mountain was soaked in all kinds of blood, and the ancient giant mountain there was smashed into powder by the huge force, and even the roots of the mountain were violently shattered, leaving only a huge bottomless pit.

At the last moment, it was the old master of Nanhua Palace who risked his life to block Wang Qiuyi's stunning blow. Dou Seng Kongfa split his six-yang leader with the wheel seal, and Hei Tianzi shattered his body and soul. Exercising the nail-headed book and using the method of cursing to kill, Wang Qiuyi's life was cut off from the sky and the earth.

A group of immortals launched a decisive battle together, imprisoning all changes within a thousand miles of Shaoqiu Mountain, making this ancient giant mountain completely reduced to a dead place, without a blade of grass growing.

As a witness of that battle, Lord Qingli saw with his own eyes that Wang Qiuyi was dead beyond belief, completely dead.

But the scene in front of him all reminded him.

That thousand-year-old soul seemed to have crawled out of the abyss again. Seeing the half-smile on his face, Lord Qingli's heart trembled, and a chill came over him spontaneously.

He was stunned for a moment, and then, the killing intent in his heart became even more intense.

"Who saved you? Was it Fighting Monk Kongfa?"

He glimpsed outside Wang Qiuyi's small world, Guanghui, who was suppressing countless veterans of the Dragon Palace, and said with a sneer:

"No wonder he died of illness early after he returned to the Vajra Temple. I thought that Kongfa was so injured that he was unable to recover. I didn't expect that there was another reason."

"Damn King Kong Temple, you still want to go to Song Dynasty?!" Dajiao let out a violent thunder roar, his eyes dimmed: "I really don't know how to live or die!"

He exhaled wind and thunder from the tip of his nose, and the divine light on the scale armor was awe-inspiring, shining brightly, and the sacred creation like a dragon turned around Wang Qiuyi, with unkind eyes.

"Wang Qiuyi, if I tell you the news that you are still alive." Qing Lijun's eyes teased: "The Three Kingdoms of the World, the sacred land of the family, will they work together to stage the story of Shaoqiu Mountain again?"

"No." Wang Qiuyi's face was light: "If Master and Xuan Wenjun hadn't warned me, I really thought that you would be able to live in peace until now?"

"Master? Xuan Wenjun?" Dajiao, who was entrenched in the void, focused his eyes: "The two saints have seen you?"

"Let's talk about it." Wang Qiuyi stood with his hands behind his back, Daxiu swaying gracefully.

"That old tortoise in Nanhua Palace, even if he is still alive, he is just lingering on his last breath, struggling to survive. As for Hei Tianzi..."

His voice paused, as if he was thinking of the only man who could hold his head down thousands of years ago.

"Looking at the current situation of the Zheng Kingdom, its state of corruption is the most victorious among the Three Kingdoms. Aristocratic families and holy places dominate the court, and the power has long since fallen aside."

Wang Qiuyi said with a smile: "From this point of view, Hei Tianzi must have died a long time ago. If he was still alive, Zheng Guo would not be what it is today."

Da Jiao sneered again and again, but he never refuted.

"But the former Song Dynasty was truly destroyed, Wang Qiuyi."

Qingli Lord's reverse scales were slightly glowing, and at this moment, outside the small world, the innumerable and huge killing formation was finally summoned, and faintly glowing.

He felt relieved, and he became more confident.

Seeing the expressionless face of the man in front of him, a playful look appeared in the big Jiao's eyes: "Looking at the death of the former Song Dynasty, Wang Qiuyi, you..."

A loud noise erupted in the sky, the loud sound was faint, and the elephant was invisible.

Amid the indescribably terrifying explosions and the boundless brilliance of the sun-penetrating rainbow, the void split apart, like a shattered glass mirror.

As soon as the big jiao's eyes moved, his body shattered into blood mist again, and before the infinite killing array was activated, he was banned by the small world again.

Accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's cicadas, Lord Qingli, who reappeared in figure, was startled and angry. He stared at Wang Qiuyi who calmly withdrew his fist, roaring again and again.

"How? How?!"

Thousands of years have passed, and I am actually under his hands, can't even make it through? !

"Seven lives left."

Wang Qiuyi's brows split open, and a bright golden vertical pupil appeared out of thin air.

His eyes were already golden, as if all the gold had been melted in his pupils.

"The Thoughts of Pozhi Asura King"——

Wuhuai of Fengshan Temple obtained three great supernatural powers from the deserted temple, including "Pozhi Asura King's View Thoughts".

And that desolate temple was originally Wang Qiuyi's tomb.

The demon-like man raised his head lightly, and was stared directly at by three golden pupils, Qingli Jun's body trembled slightly.

As for the infinite killing formation outside the small world, no matter how he pushed it, there was no response at all.

"There are seven lives left." Wang Qiuyi said calmly, "Then I will kill you seven more times."

Just like a true sun rolling down the ground, countless billowing heat waves suddenly exploded accompanied by sound waves, thousands of hectares of smoke and dust were stirred up, and the void was randomly torn apart like rags, making loud crashing noises, constantly rolling and wailing!

The golden blood flooded the sky and the earth, and all the colors between the sky and the earth were dimmed, only the golden light.

Cuncun crisp sounds sounded one after another, although the sound was soft, each sound clearly resounded in the void.

That small world, so far, is finally on the verge of shattering.

Guang Hui, who suppressed the monsters in the Dragon Palace with one palm, sighed, raised his monk robe, and stretched out his palm to press towards the unknown place in the void.

Bang! ! !

With a loud noise, Guanghui's body trembled, and he stepped back dozens of steps, his complexion also changed slightly.

And at this time, the result of this battle was finally revealed.

Amidst the dust and clamor, the six atmospheres in the small world were completely chaotic, with the addition of wind and thunder, the boiling fire and water flowed upstream like a waterfall.

In the deep pit, the big jiao whose body was beaten into several pieces couldn't stop panting, he moved his body with difficulty, trying to reorganize his physical body, but he couldn't continue.

"Forgive me..."

Da Jiao coughed up blood heavily, begging the man with a cold face, "I'm still useful!"

Now, it is his last life.

"What's your use?" Wang Qiuyi smiled.

"I can help you restore the country!" Lord Qingli struggled to raise his mountain-like head: "I have countless Tongjiang..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, the entire dragon body exploded into blood mist again, and with the screams, only Lord Qingli with the dragon's head was left, his eyes dimmed instantly, and even his breath seemed to be absent.

"Fuguo..." Wang Qiuyi ignored his cry, he pinched his five fingers lightly, and was silent for a moment: "Fuguo..."

"I have established a legal contract with other demons. If I die, they will definitely find out! There is no middleman between the human world and the demon world!"

Lord Qingli reluctantly opened his mouth: "This world is in chaos, do you have to make it even more chaotic?!"

During the troubled times of the Four Great Demon Immortals, Lord Qingli was elected as the Demon Emperor.

More or less, all the demons and immortals in the world are related to this oldest immortal.

Most of the connections between humanity and demon cultivators are conveyed through this oldest immortal.

Seeing that Wang Qiuyi was still unmoved, Lord Qingli hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke angrily.

"I have a message to redeem my life!"

"What news?" Wang Qiuyi raised her eyes lightly.

"Hei Tianzi." Qingli Jun spat out blood and roared loudly: "Hei Tianzi, he is still alive!"

And at this time, Wang Qiuyi, who had always been indifferent, finally looked moved for the first time.

Lord Qingli moved his mind slightly, and sent countless messages, and Wang Qiuyi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

During the long wait, Lord Qingli stared at Wang Qiuyi with the expressionless face with his only surviving head, feeling uneasy all the time.

"The death penalty is exempt, but the living crime cannot escape."

Wang Qiuyi raised her head slightly, and a small incomplete golden seal flew out from Qingli Lord's Niwan Palace.

Lord Qingli watched his divine way talisman drift away and was pinched by Wang Qiuyi. Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to bow his head.

"After this incident, you have to restrain all the monster cultivators, and don't make any rash moves."

Gao Yuan's indifferent voice came from above, and after Qingli Jun nodded hurriedly, Wang Qiuyi continued to speak:

"Qingli Holy Land, the river has been sealed off for thousands of years, no one is allowed to enter or leave without authorization, no matter inside or outside."

Wang Qiuyi stared at the dragon head as thick as a mountain, and smiled slightly:

"Mr. Long, are you ready?"

"Little Jiao..."

Lord Qingli sighed deeply, and lowered his head a little more: "Xiao Jiao is convinced..."

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