Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 950
"This is."

"Oncidium!"

Seeing the white streamer, this idea appeared in Yu Qian's mind out of thin air, and his face moved slightly. Is this his own inheritance?

As for why he thought this way, he himself didn't understand.

Is it feeling?
Or that familiar calling?
call out!
At this moment, the white streamer flew into the world of Heishuitian, fell into the center of Yu Qian's eyebrows, and began to instill the inheritance of 'Proud Bone Wenxin'.

A whirlwind.

Yu Qian came to a mysterious world and witnessed the growth of a literati from the perspective of God.

He, young and promising, writes about youth with splashed ink, and enters Taoism with writing.

He has the world in his heart, he can't see the injustice of the world, and he is proud of nature.

He abides by his heart, has no tolerance for sand in his eyes, and does not collude with rebellious officials and thieves.

He bravely resisted, wielded his sword to eradicate evil, refused to go south when the enemy invaded, and stood firm at the gate of the country.

In the end, the literati realized their ambitions and managed a peaceful and prosperous world.

"How similar I am to him, the only difference is that he succeeded!"

Yu Qian was in a trance, his eyes full of regret.

That is the obsession with the failure of ruling in the previous life.

Afterwards, he couldn't help laughing out loud again, his smile was extremely bright, it was joy for the success of his fellows.

The vicissitudes of life have changed, and not only how many years later, the literati have achieved great success, choose to retreat bravely, return to the place where they studied when they were young, focus on academic research, and write new chapters.

The pen and ink of Jiangnan has its own fragrance, which lingers in the years and washes away the glitz.

Those powers, those fame, those conspiracies and schemes, those positions admired by thousands of people are just floating clouds, and they can all be let go.

The only thing I can't let go of is
"People like us don't have any advantages, they are all hard bones, so we can go so far!"

"Strong bone doesn't sound good, so let's change it to a better name, called proud bone!"

At the end of the newly created masterpiece, the literati stroked his beard, recalled his life, and wrote this sentence.

Putting down the brush, the literati raised his head, looked at Yu Qian, and said with a smile, "Inheritor, have you enlightened?"

The voice fell.

In Yu Qian's mind, there is an extra memory out of thin air. In addition to martial arts and martial arts, there are also literati's perception of governance, academic comprehension, and life realm.

"Sir, the student is enlightened!"

Standing in the void, Yu Qian bowed to the literati as a disciple.

In the fairy city.

Wisps of talent spread from Yu Qian's body, and he was in a state of mystery and mystery.

"The Tao resonates!"

Not far away, Chang Shoushan, deputy general of the First Legion, exclaimed, with eyes full of envy, waved his right hand, and led people away from the tower.

Enlightenment requires a quiet environment.

In addition, he feels very depressed about the awe-inspiring righteousness of literati cultivation.

"kill!"

On the battlefield, Bai Qi stood still, raised the blood sword in his hand, looked ahead indifferently, and waved it lightly.

A blood-colored sword light pierced through the sky and the earth, cutting off several immortal kings of the Demon Rain Clan at the waist, blood gushed out, and dyed the sky red for hundreds of thousands of miles.

"Damn!"

Watching the elder bleeding, Mo Yu's patriarch cursed secretly, feeling powerless.

They have been fighting for dozens of rounds, but they failed to hurt Bai Qi at all. On the other hand, eight immortal kings fell on their own side.

Even he himself had a few wounds on his body, and blood flowed down to the bottom.

If the fighting continues, there may be a crisis of genocide.

"cut!"

Bai Qi's face was still indifferent, he raised his sword again, and slashed down hard.

boom!
The world collapsed.

Time and space are destroyed.

The endless law fell for it.

At this moment, the vast and endless Heishuitian Great Thousand World is covered by this killing sword, which wants to kill all living beings and everything.

Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions sounded.

The four surviving demon king warriors of the Demon Rain Clan all exploded to death with hideous expressions on their faces.

"This general, how did the Moyu Clan offend Daqin?"

Looking at the corpses around him, Mo Yu's patriarch completely collapsed, his hair disheveled, terrified to the extreme, and wailed loudly.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why did Daqin Heavenly Court want to attack the Moyu Clan.

He asked himself, the Moyu Clan had never offended the Great Qin Heavenly Court, let alone the Human Clan.

Why exactly?
dead!
Give me a reason too!
"Can you escape?"

Bai Qi didn't echo Mo Yu's patriarch's words, he raised his head and looked into the distance, lowered the sword energy above his head, and slashed towards the distance.

Wherever it passes, the space is destroyed.

The world of Heishuitian was shaken, and one-fifth of it was split by a sword.

The fleeing Moyu Clan and another Tianjiao fell out of the space passage, looking flustered, and hurriedly used body skills to escape.

"come over!"

With a wave of Bai Qi's hand, a blood-colored palm print appeared in the sky, grabbing the fleeing two and throwing them in front of him.

"Forgive me!"

"Sir, spare your life!"

"I did not do it on purpose."

The Moyu Clan's Tianjiao knelt on the ground, pointed at the Moyu Clan beside him, and quickly said: "It was all his idea, and I was forced to!"

"Bastard, what is my idea, don't you want to cross the catastrophe Shenlian?"

The Moyu Clan immediately retorted.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Mo Yu patriarch staggered and almost collapsed on the ground, all doubts and incomprehensions in his heart were resolved.

It turned out that it was two daring things who provoked the Great Qin Emperor.

No wonder!
No wonder the Great Qin Heavenly Court wanted to send troops to the Demon Rain Clan.

"No matter whose idea it is, it can't change the fate of the Devil Rain Clan's destruction!"

Bai Qi said calmly, but the killing intent on his body became more and more intense, and he stabbed towards Mo Yu's patriarch.

boom!
Endless murderous aura filled the sky, covering nine heavens and ten earths, making the world consciousness of the Heishuitian Great Thousand World tremble, cause and decisive extinction, fate perishes.

"You guys killed the Demon Rain Clan!"

Mo Yu's patriarch roared in despair, his eyes filled with magic light burst out with strong resentment.

He hates!

Hate Great Qin Heavenly Court!
He hates the descendants of the Devil Rain Clan even more!

pity.

His hatred can't change the result, can't stop the sword of killing from falling, and can't save the Demon Rain Clan.

boom!
The sky is falling.

The Mo Yu patriarch, who galloped through the seventh heaven, was headed for destruction.

"Magic Rain Clan, exterminate the clan!"

After killing the Moyu Clan executives, Bai Qi withdrew his murderous aura, sheathed his bloody battle sword, stood upright in the sky, and calmly ordered.

Rumble!
There were bursts of thunder.

It began to rain cats and dogs.

In the world of Heishuitian Daqian, which was chopped to pieces by Bai Qi, billows of black air emerged, making the demonic energy in the world more intense.

It was getting dark.

shhhhhh!
The soldiers of the First Legion controlled the Zhuxian crossbow and began to shoot and kill the strong Moyu clan.

The bow and crossbow passed through the rain layer, splashing the black rain all over the sky, without changing its sharpness.

A strong man from the Demon Rain Clan wailed, fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and passed away forever.

"kill!"

After shooting a few rounds of bows and crossbows, the soldiers of the First Legion rushed out of the fairy city, surrounded by a majestic killing path. Although it was not as earth-shattering as Bai Qi's, it should not be underestimated.

Not long after, the world of Heishuitian Daqian became a world of blood.

One body after another fell to the ground.

The blood on their bodies changed the color of the world.

(End of this chapter)