Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me

Chapter 265 The Emperor of Heaven has an edict, the human race should be reborn from the ashes
"Damn!"

In the sky above East Yellow Mountain, the illusory figure burst out with swordsmanship, exuding a strong edge, which aroused the thunder in nothingness.

Behind this figure like a sword, there is an illusory sword-shaped star hanging high behind it, with a majestic stalwart that would tear apart the heavens and the earth.

Clang!
The phantom grabbed down again, and in the depths of the ruin-like earth, caught a ray of extremely weak multicolored divine light in his hand.

After seeing the multicolored divine light, Jian Ying's eyes burst out with a terrifying divine light.

"Five-Color Divine Soil!"

The sword energy pierced through nothingness and disappeared into the endless void all at once.

Then, it turned into hundreds of millions of sword lights, blooming endless splendor in nothingness, and then fell down sadly.

At the same time, Yongzhou was deserted in the east.

The mountains here are like swords, and the mountains of swords are like forests.

Mountains exuding endless sword energy went straight into the sky.

On the vast land, at a glance, the sword energy soaring to the sky pierced the sky.

Even if the monster energy gathered in the sky floats over, it will be crushed by the sword energy.

Under the sword peaks, there are cities and tribes scattered in all directions.

The cities and tribes here are born with swords. When children reach the age of six or seven, they begin to teach basic sword styles.

When he is more than ten years old, he will participate in the assessment of the Qingwang Sword Sect, and if he passes the initial assessment, he will become a Huang rank swordsman.

Above the Huang rank swordsman, there are also Xuan rank, ground rank, and heaven rank. Disciples who pass three assessments and reach the standard of the ground rank swordsman can enter the Qingwang Sword Sect.

In addition to practicing swordsmanship, swordsmithing has become popular in Dahuang, and there are thirteen holy swordsmith masters.

The entire wild land, up and down, all tribes and cities have been completely incorporated into the Jianzong practice system.

The warriors here are either cultivating swords, or casting swords, or they are reproductive machines, who have given birth to disciples with excellent talents for the sword sect.

The Jianzong resident stands in the central area of ​​Donghuang, with one hundred and eight hidden sword peaks.

Every hidden sword peak has a martial arts sword master as the peak master.

The one hundred and eight hidden sword peaks are not fixed.

There will be a sword competition every thousand years, and only the one with the strongest sharp knife can enter the Hidden Sword Peak.

Each one is known as the martial arts saint, and possesses combat power beyond its own realm.

However, no matter how many rankings in Hidden Sword Peak change, the top ten Hidden Sword Peaks have not been moved for [-] years.

Within Jianzong, the peak master of Hidden Sword Peak can be the elder of the sect, but the elder of the sect may not be the peak master of Hidden Sword Peak.

The third hidden sword peak.

Up and down the mountains, there are all kinds of sword weapons.

On the top of the mountain, there is only one sharpening stone, and on it sits a rickety old man cross-legged, with white eyebrows on his temples, black hair like black ink, and a pair of eyes like sword eyes, with a destructive edge inside.

"Three epochs have passed, and the five-color divine soil that contains the aura of the human race has not only not been wiped out by the monster race, but has also been revived."

"Then it will be destroyed again."

A sonorous sword sound without any emotion came from nowhere and fell into the ears of the white-browed old man.

"There is no need for us to take action at all. The Yaozu in Yongtianxu will not allow the luck of the human race in Yongzhou to recover again."

"I have to be careful. One thousand and nine hundred years ago, the generals of Shenlong Palace almost deceived all of us. With the body of the human race, we got mixed up among the half-monsters, and almost made the Northern Wilderness return to the human race."

A flash of fighting intent flashed in the eyes of the white-browed old man. Although he said something different, the great sage, the general of the Northern Wilderness Dragon Palace, almost made a comeback.

As a great sage of martial arts, there is still a big gap between him and the great sage of generals.

It was an existence that stepped on the road of becoming a king and was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven.

If one can truly become a king, in an era when the demon emperor cannot go down to the lower realms, drive out the half-demons from within, and resist the demon clan from the outside, maybe it can really revive the Dragon Palace.

Then, based on the Northern Wilderness of Yongzhou, marched into Yongzhou, rushed into Jiuzhou, and became one of the true successors of the Emperor of Heaven.

It's a pity that there are no assumptions. The general was killed by the demon king in Beihuang, and everything came to naught.

How can the Yaozu watch the revival of the human race, how can they watch Yongzhou step out of a successor to the Emperor of Heaven.

"Continue to send disciples to the Northern Wilderness to check carefully. If the luck of the Northern Wilderness human race is revived, the news must be passed back in time."

……

Rumble!
Riding on the edge of the wild north of the Yellow Territory, the depths of the earth roared, and a bloody figure staggered out of the colorful divine light.

It was Li Shenzhi who was forcibly taken away from East Huangshan by the colorful divine soil.

Under the protection of the five-colored divine soil, he directly crossed the land of hundreds of thousands of miles, avoiding the lore from the strong man of the Qingwang Sword Sect.

At this moment, he is in a space formed by the interweaving of several environments such as the earth, space, and colorful divine light.

Whoosh!

Letting out a long breath, the sharp sword energy on his body, like a tarsal maggot, was strangling the vitality in his body.

"Blue King Sword Sect!"

Blood was dripping all over his body, and the wounds were deep enough to see the bones, but Li Shenzhi's eyes were scorching like divine fire.

The guy who shot Qingwang Jianzong should be a nine-rank sage.

Of course, it is more accurate to say a clone, or a will projection, otherwise, it would not be easy for him to escape.

Even the great sage of martial arts made a move, which shows that Qing Wang Jianzong's plan is very big.

In the space where several kinds of energies are intertwined, the multicolored divine light is hazy, and a thick and reckless aura escapes, sinking into his body.

At first, Li Shenzhi was startled, but then his tense body relaxed.

The energy in the colorful divine light actually wanted to help him repair his injury.

Thanks to the Five Colors Divine Soil for being able to escape so smoothly this time.

Looking at the multicolored divine light winding around his body like a jade belt, Li Shenzhi slowly calmed down.

The inside began to mobilize the demon blood to repair his physical body, and the outside let the colorful divine light sink into the body, double repairing the wounds on the body.

……

While Li Shenzhi was silent in the depths of the boundless land, he was healing his injuries.

The land where Cheng Huangyu was located was like a thunderstorm, and what happened in East Huangshan began to spread in all directions.

The Holy Rank forces, the Eastern Yellow Sect, which has been passed down for more than [-] years, have been reduced to ruins.

A martial artist came to investigate in person, but he couldn't enter it at all. From a long distance, he felt the strong killing, enough to tear the mind.

For the shock of the warriors in the Yellow Realm, the saints of the Qiancheng Ancient Country were even more shocked.

The two Tianjiao disciples of Qingwang Jianzong went to the East Huangzong, and they couldn't hide the ancient kingdom of Qiancheng.

Who on earth dared to kill the genius disciple of Qingwang Jianzong, and also triggered the arrival of the ninth-ranked great sage.

For a while, various rumors and speculations emerged.

……

A few days later, deep in the earth.

Li Shenzhi, who was enveloped by the multicolored divine light, felt in a haze that his divine consciousness was being inexplicably drawn, and his mind wandered outside the sky.

In the vast time and space where the wind and clouds are changing, the stars are like chess pieces, and the sky is full of rays of light.

In the vision all over the sky, a hazy figure appeared among the stars.

This is a figure wearing a robe with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and the tribal city badge pattern.

With a straight back and broad shoulders, standing there quietly, it seems to be the backbone supporting the starry sky.

Surrounded by sky fire and thunder, the sky fire illuminates all directions, and the thunder shatters the darkness.

The moment this illusory figure appeared, Li Shenzhi felt that his consciousness was being consumed rapidly.

"There are enemies outside, how about it?"

The booming sound was printed in the divine court word by word, like a loud bell, it was deafening.

"Behead it!"

In the dark, Li Shenzhi spoke from his heart without the slightest hesitation.

"There are thieves inside, what should I do?"

"Dang it!"

In a trance, Wei An's figure slowly turned around, and gently waved his hands to the sides.

In both palms, the stars are moving, and the phantoms of continents are manifested in the palms.

Zhong, Xia, Qing... the center of Jiuzhou.

You, Dao, Huang, Yong, Bian, Qi... fourteen domains, surrounded by the outside.

Over the twenty-three living lands of the human race, all kinds of strange auras are intertwined, such as monster aura, thunder, death aura, misty, killing, light, flame...

At first glance, these qi machines are full of flowers, but if you look closely, they are like a mess of burning oil.

In these intertwined air mechanisms, the colorful divine light belonging to the human race has fallen to the extreme.

Li Shenzhi's attention fell on Yongzhou. Above the leaf-shaped Yongzhou, a black dragon with hundreds of millions of tentacles sprang out and lay on the sky above the land of Yongzhou.

It gives people the feeling that it is like a ferocious beast, sucking the nourishment of the four sides of the earth.

The big dragon exudes endless monster energy, continuously falling to the ground.

These tentacles pierced into the land of Yongzhou were also like chains, nailing the entire dragon to the ground.

Under the dragon.

There is sharp sword energy, piercing the sky, proudly outside.

There are wisps of dead air, like maggots on the tarsus, floating everywhere.

These dead airs seem to be as thin as mist, but they are densely packed, like flowers blooming everywhere, which cannot be ignored.

His eyes fell on Youzhou, above the continent like a millstone, a phantom floating like a ghost, continuously dropping dead air.

In Daozhou, the celestial light soars to the sky, in a white mist, the mountains, rivers and mountains are proud of the world.

However, at the bottom of these immortal scenes, there are countless black spots as small as ants, trying their best to support the glorious prosperity.

On other continents, although there are no such vast scenes, they are also impacted by various auras such as thunder and flames.

What's more, in the starry sky between the continents, there is a beam of light that pierces the heavens and the earth, making it impossible to ignore.

……

hum!
The dream-like scene was shattered inch by inch, and the multicolored divine light, which had been suppressed to the extreme, bloomed again and turned into a talisman.

In an instant, this talisman fell into Li Shenzhi's hands.

At this moment, the space where the multicolored divine light gathered also shattered inch by inch, and the squeezing force of the earth surged from all directions.

Half a quarter later, Li Shenzhi changed a place and dug a small cave for himself.

In his hand, with a flash of multicolored light, a small talisman appeared in his palm.

This seal is three inches in size, and the whole body is muddy yellow, with undulating mountains as buttons on it, revealing a vicissitudes of life.

Slowly turn the talisman seal over, and there are seal characters engraved on the bottom of the seal.

"Three thousand six hundred."

Looking at the meaning of the lettering, Li Shenzhi had a clear understanding in his heart. This number represented his status and ranking.

The [-]th, the person recognized by the five-colored fetish of the human race.

Holding the colorful talisman, Li Shenzhi's eyes were burning.

The stalwart figure he saw earlier was most likely the Emperor of Heaven.

The Heavenly Emperor disappeared, and the human race had no master for many years. Leaving aside the monster race outside, the ghosts and snake gods inside have all emerged.

This scene is like the Fourteen Domains of Nine Provinces, which has fallen into a scene where there are thieves, Taoists, ghosts, or corpses in the human race.

For example, the group of people in Daozhou, when the Emperor of Heaven was still there, were honest and honest.

The Emperor of Heaven has disappeared for three epochs, and suddenly he became detached from other things, disdaining to sacrifice to the same ancestor with the human race.

Li Shenzhi didn't believe that when the Emperor of Heaven was in power, they didn't have such thoughts, but when the Emperor of Heaven disappeared, their brains became clear all of a sudden.

It's like building a house. Without a foundation, how can it be possible to build a high-rise building.

"The Emperor of Heaven is not fishing, is he?"

Li Shenzhi suddenly had such an idea.

Playing with the [-] seals, this fetish can interact with the five-color sacred soil, and it can even be said that this is a part of the five-color sacred soil.

Before him, there were [-] warriors who had obtained the Divine Land Seal.

Those who have received the seal of God's Land are all invincible in battle, have high fighting spirit, and protect one side.

Only those who protect the clan can be recognized by the Five Colors Divine Land.

Fighting blood undefeated, guarding one side, will be recognized by thousands of fellow clansmen.

After thinking for a while, Li Shenzhi felt that the five-colored seal indicated far more than these problems.

"Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven is looking for a successor while fishing?"

In this world of martial arts, ethnic disputes and the meaning of practicing martial arts are imprinted with the imprint of protecting the ethnic group.

From the very beginning, when the human race practiced martial arts, they had the concept of protection, which was passed down from generation to generation, and the bloodline was engraved.

After thinking about it, Li Shenzhi felt that his guess became more and more reliable.

Counting from the disappearance of the Heavenly Emperor, several epochs have passed before they are ranked [-], which shows that the admission ticket is a bit high.

That's why he was chosen, the five-color divine soil needs to be guarded by one side to be effective.

He is still in a state of wandering and has no fixed place to live. If you want to talk about killing demons and protecting the clan, he has done it, and protecting the clan is a bit far-fetched.

It is not so easy to protect the peace of one side and rekindle the fighting blood of the people.

This involves thousands of tribes, cities, and hundreds of millions of people of the same race, not to mention today's Yongzhou, where the blood of the battle is quiet, and the hearts of high-level practitioners are not as fierce as those of low-level warriors.

At this time, he also realized that out of the [-] old brothers in front of him, how many are still alive?

In the current situation, in the Yongzhou area, guarding a place, herdsmen guarding the clan, will inevitably be attacked by the monster clan, and even some big thieves within the human race.

Not to mention anything else, the old dragon lying on the sky and absorbing the power of Yongzhou absolutely does not want to revive the human race.

The seal in his hand is not only a chance, but also a murder.

"Let's heal your wounds first, and let's talk about the promotion to the middle stage of Yuanshen."

After thinking for a long time, Li Shenzhi suppressed all the floating thoughts in his heart.

Strength is the key to what you want to do. Without strength, just like this time, you can only run for your life in embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)