the first emperor

Chapter 132
"Sacred Crossbow!"

Qi Zun Xun Rong's body froze and his heart was horrified. At this moment, he finally understood how terrifying the silver crossbow refined by his master was.

With the character of the master, since he dares to be called the saint, he really has the ability to kill the saint.

"If you can break through to the holy realm and become a weapon refiner, maybe you can really refine a holy-level killing crossbow." Xi Qianye said lightly.

"The subordinates will definitely live up to the master's expectations."

Qi Zun Xun Rong bowed deeply, his heart full of fighting spirit.

He didn't dare to think about breaking through to become a saint before, and he even knew directly that with his aptitude, it was basically impossible, and the state of great lord was the pinnacle of his life.

But life has undergone great changes, with ups and downs for decades, great changes have taken place in mood and mentality, and not only has the art of refining weapons not regressed, but because of decades of sinking, breaking down and then standing up, reducing complexity to simplicity, on the contrary, it is better than others. Before the next level.Coupled with the master's cultivation, who dares to say that he can't be sanctified, can't become the legendary saint in the weapon?
Xi Qianye passed down the refining method of the Holy Extinguishing Crossbow. In fact, the refining method of the Extinguishing Saint Crossbow is not complicated. The principle can be refined.

Respecting Xun Rong's crafting attainments with crafts will naturally be learned quickly.

However, it is not that simple to actually refine it, and it needs a running-in period to become proficient.

For the time being, Xi Qianye divides the Holy Mie Crossbow into three levels: Mietian level, Miezun level, and Miesheng level.

In fact, the Holy Mie crossbow refined by Xi Qianye is only Mietian class, and it belongs to the elite of Mietian class.Only the holy destroying crossbow that can kill the venerable can be classified as the destroyer class.

Because of Xi Qianye's lack of cultivation, it is still difficult to refine the Miezun-level Saint-killing Crossbow. After all, refining weapons is always related to cultivation. If it cannot be melted, how can it be refined?

Xun Rong left in a hurry. He knew Xi Qianye's intentions and planned to let him refine a batch of Saint-killing crossbows to strengthen the Qianbao Palace.Dark turmoil could break out at any time, he didn't dare to delay, immediately summoned many disciples under his sect, and began to retreat to study the method of making the Saint-killing crossbow.

Xi Qianye nodded slightly. Xun Rong's talent is not bad, and he is also vigorous and decisive in handling things. It is not a big problem to become a saint, and it is not difficult even to become an emperor.

The influence of the dark turmoil continued to ferment, and the entire Warspear City was in a state of tension and fear, but no one escaped from Warspear City anymore, because everyone already knew that fleeing outside the city would only die faster.

Now the city is no longer as blooming as it used to be, everyone is hiding at home behind closed doors, hotels, shops and teahouses are all closed, the streets are empty, only a branch of city guards patrolling the streets and alleys.

At this time, a large number of monk families and sects belonging to Warspear City have begun to form groups, forming alliances one after another. All resources are gathered together, and the security is heavily guarded, and the wind is jittery.

There are still about ten days until March [-]th, but Warspear City has already entered a state of complete preparations for war.

Xi Qianye did not return to Zhanspear Academy, but stayed in Qianbao Palace. For him, Qianbao Palace was the safest place.

Zhang Yuanyu brought his family and hundreds of people to Qianbao Palace to seek asylum, hoping to stay in Qianbao Palace temporarily to resist the invasion of the dark world.

As a collaborator of Qianbao Palace, Xi Qianye would naturally not refuse Zhang Yuanyu's request.

On the eighth day of March, the weather was cloudy and rainy again, with continuous drizzle.Warspear City is silently preparing for battle as usual.

The gloomy weather was particularly dreary. Suddenly, a group of demonic clouds floated from the sky. At first, it was only the size of a palm and was not noticeable at all. But as time went by, the demonic cloud became bigger and wider, and finally covered The sky covered the sun, covering the entire Warspear City, as if a sea of ​​demons was suspended in nature, and the thick demonic energy seemed to be rolling in ink.

Boom!
The battle bell of the Warspear Academy suddenly rang, and the melodious sound of the bell spread throughout the city of Warspear, echoing continuously between the heaven and the earth, endlessly.

On the Holy Mountain of Warspear, the rules of the holy way are manifested, and endless holy texts emerge from the mountain, densely packed, connecting the sky and the earth, connecting nine heavens, with a radius of thousands of miles, and boundless energy gathers towards the Holy Mountain of Warspear, and the energy is like rain , as thick as the earth.

The entire Warspear Academy was enveloped by the endlessly manifested rules of the holy way in an instant, which represented the foundation of the Warspear Academy, represented the luck of the Warspear Academy for thousands of years, and represented the existence of the Warspear Academy. traces of the saint.

Only the sects that have once been out of the saints will have the rules of the holy way lurking in the sects, be loved by the laws, favored by the world, and the places covered by the stigmata will show their majesty.

Because the saint, also known as the son of heaven, belongs to the category of people who are closest to the heaven, earth and the law.

Once a sage is born, he will attain the Tao, the chickens and dogs will rise to heaven, and the sect and family will be loved by the luck of heaven and earth, and will enter a period of rapid development. Geniuses in the clan will emerge in large numbers, and the strong will be like rain.

The Warspear Academy, however, is an ancient force that once produced more than a dozen saints. In its strongest period, it was simply ordered by the sky to rule the earth.Once all the traces of the Holy Way on the Battle Spear Holy Mountain are inspired, it will be overwhelming. The accumulation of saints from generation to generation is innumerable, which makes people awe and frightened.

"As expected."

On the bank of the holy mountain cliff, Yu Yinghai was hunched over, leaning on crutches, with an extremely old face.But when he stood there, people didn't feel that he was old at all. Instead, he looked like an ancient pine, vigorous and firm, as if it could hold up a piece of heaven and earth.

"Although it's a bit ridiculous, as long as it works, those guys need such an excuse. This trick has been tried and tested in the dark world, people's hearts...!"

Standing beside Yu Yinghai was another old man, that old man was dressed in white, he was also very old, his skin was wrinkled like tree bark, he seemed to be dying.

However, his aura was no worse than Ying Hai's.

If there is an older generation of monks from the War Spear Academy here, they will be extremely shocked to see this old man.

Because a person who everyone thought was dead had reappeared alive.

Although the venerable is said to be able to live for 500 years, there are very few venerables who can live beyond [-] years, which is rare in the world, and there is no one in a hundred.

And that old man, if he calculated his age carefully, he was more than four hundred years old, he should be over 450 years old.

He is the previous head of the War Spear Academy, the once world-famous peerless grand lord, who claims to be able to rival the peerless existence of quasi-sages with his cultivation.

(End of this chapter)