Guide to the Empress becoming a God

At the same time that Qi Xiaowei spoke, Xing Yushan felt a powerful coercion covering the surrounding space, and his body was completely uncontrollably smashed to the ground.

Xing Yushan mobilized all his strength to stop his body from falling, but he found that he could not control his body at all. He could not sense his attribute elements at all, just like an ordinary person without spiritual roots.

This is the difference between Jindan Realm and He Dao Realm.

At Qi Xiaowei's level, he no longer uses spells in fights, but directly closes the opponent's domain, turning everyone except what he thinks into mortals without monks.

That's what it means to crush.

Just when Xing Yushan's body was about to hit the ground and be smashed into a pulp, the stagnant space around him suddenly loosened, and the coercion that had been placed on him was completely removed.

The spirit energy in his body returned to its place, Xing Yushan hurriedly stopped the speed of his fall, his face was as pale as paper.

In the next breath, before he could react, the surrounding space froze again.

He felt his power being controlled by someone again, but this time the power was relatively gentle, and his body flew backwards slowly.

Also moving at the same time as him was Xing Suhan who was brought behind him by Qi Xiaowei.

Xing Yushan and Xing Suhan were wrapped in a gentle breath, and slowly landed on the steps of the main entrance of Canglang Que.

In front of him was the tall figure he was most familiar with.

Xing Yan didn't know when he walked out of Canglang Que, but at this moment he was standing in front of the railing of the main entrance, looking at Qi Xiaowei in the sky with his hands behind his back, his plain robe was slightly swayed by the night wind.

Father's back was still as straight and dignified as before, but his wide and fat waist looked a little thin.

"The matter between you and me, don't involve the younger generation."

Xing Yan's steady voice penetrated into the void, and the invisible barrier above his head seemed to be responding to the master's breath, emitting a metallic high-frequency vibrating hum.

The mighty coercion came down, and Qi Xiaowei, who was high above, felt its power, and slowly descended, his feet landed on the bluestone brick surface in front of Canglang Que.

The postures of the two immediately changed their angles, and Qi Xiaowei raised his head and looked up at Xingyan in front of the Canglang Que.

Qi Xiaowei smiled slightly: "Your junior of the Xing family is a bit interesting, you don't even wonder how I can easily enter this Xingyun Palace formation?"

Xing Yan's face was expressionless: "This is a family matter of the Xing family, so we don't want outsiders to worry about it."

Qi Xiaowei nodded lightly: "Okay, then let's talk about the things between us."

Raising his head, Qi Xiaowei squinted his deep and handsome eyes, and began to carefully look at the Canglang Que behind Xing Yan.

Qi Xiaowei's eyes showed endless joy, and an uncontrollable excitement that didn't match his status: "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful!"

After feeling sincerely about the Canglang Que, his eyes returned to Xing Yan who was standing in front of the Que.

"If you are willing to leave voluntarily, I will not embarrass the descendants of the Xing family, and promise that the Xing family can live in peace."

Xing Yan stood quietly without speaking.

He turned his face sideways and looked at the small courtyard next to him, as if he didn't listen to Qi Xiaowei's words anymore.

In the side courtyard where Xing Yan cast his eyes, neat bundles of firewood were stacked all over the yard.

After Qi Xiaowei finished speaking, he waited for a while, but Xing Yan did not reply, and said with a smile, "You said just now that you didn't want to harm the younger generation..."

"let's hit."

Before Qi Xiaowei finished speaking, Xing Yan suddenly threw two words and interrupted him.

Qi Xiaowei looked at Xing Yan fixedly.

However, Xing Yan's gaze stayed on the bundle of firewood in the yard, as if Qi Xiaowei in front of him didn't exist at all, he was like an ordinary person, with only eyes on such trivial things as firewood, rice, oil and salt.

"Ha ha……"

Qi Xiaowei let out a low laugh from his throat, and said casually: "Since this is Xing Yan's choice..."

Before the words were finished, there was a loud bang suddenly from the depths of the earth, as if a gigantic beast had woken up, and the entire Xingyun Palace turned into a lone boat on the sea, and began to shake violently and neatly.

Xing Yushan hurriedly ran to Xing Suhan's side, picked up his body, dragged him staggeringly into Canglang Que, and turned his head to look outside the withered flower wooden door.

In front of the railing, Xing Yan, dressed in a gray toga, stood firmly on the spot like an ancient tree with twisted roots.

The position where he stood was the only place in the entire Xingyun Palace that was not in turmoil.

Because it seeks stability in the turbulence, with Xingyan as the center, the surrounding area of ​​tens of meters without fluctuations forms a circle, gradually opening a narrow but deep ravine with those turbulent lands.

He happened to enclose himself and Canglang Que in it, and the entire huge Xingyun Palace in front of and behind the two of them had been completely turned into ruins.

Dust billowed, filled with stars and moonlight.

Qi Xiaowei smiled lightly: "Xing Yan, the strength you have left now is only enough to maintain such a small territory, what are you fighting for?"

Xing Yan looked calm: "As much as you can fight for, there is a saying in the world of mountains and seas, which was handed down from that fierce battle, and it is called: Do your part, and fight for every inch of land."

The curvature of Qi Xiaowei's lips became more obvious.

He took a step forward and walked on the original bluestone road that was crushed into stone powder by the fight just now, and said slowly: "Okay, let me see how hard your bones are, City Lord Xing."

The tremors of the earth became more and more intense, and dark lightning bolts rolled up from the ground. With each step of Qi Xiaowei's eyebrows, the wind and thunder tore apart the thick ground with powerful pressure, and quickly spread hideous and deep cracks. To the area of ​​tens of meters around Xingyan.

The deepest crack rushed to the front, and it was about to spread to the circular area. A red-white beam of light rolled down vertically without warning, smashing the poisonous snake-like crack into powder.

The silty soil instantly filled part of the cracked chasm around the circle, and it seemed that the originally isolated prototype area expanded outwards.

Qi Xiaowei knew that the stroke just now was Xing Yan's counterattack with Xingyun Palace's large array.

"Hehe, I thought you were exhausted, and the protective barrier of Xingyun Palace became a huge empty shell. I didn't expect that this large formation could still help you fight back. It seems that I underestimated your Xingyun palace."

Xing Yan: "A powerful empty shell is also powerful."

Qi Xiaowei laughed: "Are you talking about yourself?"

When he said this, Qi Xiaowei reached into the slanted lapel of the black robe, and took out a purse from it.

"There's also an old saying, I don't know if City Lord Xing has heard of it, it's called 'The embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by an ant's nest'. I like this sentence very much because it intuitively expresses the power of insects."

Xing Yan's eyes fell on the purse in Qi Xiaowei's hand, his eyes darkened slightly.

From this purse, he felt an aura that did not belong to the world of mountains and seas. It was an aura that all living beings in the world of mountains and seas instinctively loathed, hated, and expelled.

Qi Xiaowei gently pulled the ribbon of the purse with his well-knit fingers, and said with a smile: "Today, let's see if the embankment of a thousand miles can collapse in an ant's nest."