Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me
Chapter 469 Emperor, Li
Chapter 469 Emperor, Li
When he was in the Terran Yanzhou, Li Shenzhi encountered two ancient human kingdoms, one was the ancient Beiyou kingdom, and the other was the ancient Yan kingdom that had not yet been fully established.
After these two families seized the five-colored divine soil of the human race and refined the will contained in it, they all condensed into the appearance of a flood dragon.
The dragon of luck is divided into levels of strength by jiao, dragon, and a few claws under the belly.
Li Shenzhi didn't care what the condensed Dharma image looked like, it was just an external form.
The real thing still depends on the connotation, the gathered luck will be strong, even if a little mouse is derived, it can still break the evolved dragon shape.
At this moment, a phantom in the shape of a white-haired monkey appeared in front of Li Shenzhi, exactly what Yong He looked like.
It's not that he doesn't want to use the dragon form, but that he is a little allergic to the dragon form now, and feels a little apprehensive for no reason.
Of course, this Yonghe-like deity is not the killing method of the past, but a collection of human thoughts tempered by Yongzhou.
Li Shenzhi sighed slightly as he looked at Yonghe Qiyun God standing in front of him.
background ah.
Compared with the Nine Continents of the human race, the outside Yongzhou is like a countryside, there is no comparison at all.
Not to mention that Yongzhou has suffered a series of accidents over the years, and now the Eastern Wilderness and Central Region of Yongzhou are still desolate areas.
In the remaining three places, the north, south and west, although the human race has developed somewhat, the speed of development has been hindered because of the flying of the emperor.
At this moment, most of the will condensed from the five-colored divine soil are leftovers.
"Roar."
The ten-thousand-foot-sized Yonghe Qiyun Divine Form let out a roar, holding the inspired Little Emperor Seal in his left hand, and holding a phantom of five-colored divine light in his right hand.
To put it bluntly, the five-color divine soil is just a carrier, which can gather the ideas emitted by countless human races. Right now, the ideas in it are attributed by Li Shenzhi to the divine form of Yonghe Qiyun, and they gradually degenerate into their original state.
The next moment, Li Shenzhi went out of his body and crashed into Yonghe Faxiang.
At this moment, he also felt the feeling of the integration of the Beiyou Human Emperor and Qi Yun before, the Qi Yun body formed entirely by the thoughts of the human race, although it seemed a bit unfamiliar when it merged with him, but he could feel a majestic Qi machine.
There was a change in Li Shenzhi's expression in the eyes of Yonghe Qiyun God, and he looked at the colorful light in his hand.
"boom."
Then, the Little Emperor Seal in his hand was thrown high into the sky.
Pressing the colorful light ball with both hands, kneading and stretching, a stick exuding colorful charm slowly appeared.
"Hey... Dinghaishenzhen!"
Holding the freshly baked weapon in one hand, Li Shenzhi showed a hint of excitement.
The only thing that made him dissatisfied with this statue was the white hair on his head, which somewhat affected his image.
As the spiritual object that once carried the will of the human race, the five-colored sacred soil naturally needs no mention of its rank.
Just at this moment, Li Shenzhi gathered this part of the Yongzhou Continent, and the grade of Dinghaishenzhen pinched out reached the ninth grade.
Looking at the entire continent of the human race, once all the five-colored divine soils that exist in various places are added up, even if the rank does not reach the tenth rank, it will not be much worse.
"Quasi tenth order."
Li Shenzhi's eyes shone with a burning divine light. As the bearer of the will of a human race, the grade of the five-colored divine soil should reach this level to be qualified.
As for the tenth-order spiritual creature, I'm afraid it is not very likely, after all, it is something that is needed in the realm of creation.
The power of the soul is constantly wandering in the Yonghe Qiyun Dharma, merging with every wisp of will little by little.
Although the human race has been continuously defeated over the years, and there are still many of their own people digging into the wall, in fact, Tiandi Mountain is still there, and the background is still there.
Now, the emperors who have jumped out one by one may not have set their goals to climb Tiandi Mountain, unify the universe, and gather luck again.
For example, Li Shenzhi thinks he can do it too.
The newly born Yongzhou Yonghe Qiyun Faxiang is still in the process of condensing and initial transformation. According to his perception, the increase in combat power it can bring is only an increase of [-]-[-]%.
These increases, including the combat power of his own body, are still no match for the Emperor of the Four Tribulations.
In the sky above the center of Yongzhou, the void roared continuously, and Yonghe Qiyun Faxiang soared into the sky and went straight into the sky.
On the cloudy sky, Yong He stood and looked around.
Then, the skeleton of the Black Phoenix Emperor that had been floating in the sky above Yongzhou fell into his eyes.
This ordinary emperor's skeleton has been suspended in Yongzhou for many years. Some people may want to take it away when the emperors come this time, but because the stronger ones are here, no one will do it.
At this moment, Yonghe Qiyun Faxiang stepped into the air, and the Dinghai God Needle in his hand pierced through the bones of Emperor Heihuang directly, dragging him to the sky above Yongtian Ruins.
Then, Yong He directly took the corpse as a seat, sat down cross-legged, overlooking the vast land of Yongzhou.
The airflow formed by the billowing thoughts poured down from Yonghe's body and spread towards various regions of Yongzhou.
At the same time, the warriors of the human race all over Yongzhou felt the thoughts from Yonghe one after another.
At this moment, Li Shenzhi no longer concealed it.
He took away the five-colored divine soil in his hands, and turned it into a weapon, the Dinghaishenzhen needle.
Since the first King Yong came across the void and opened up the living place on the Yongzhou Continent, the thoughts of the human race that have gathered until now have been transformed into the law of Yonghe Qiyun by him.
From then on, he covered the sky of Yongzhou.
In the Nine Continents of the human race, anyone who does this will call himself the emperor and establish an ancient country.
But in Li Shenzhi's view, these are all false, the name of Emperor is not arrogated by himself, but honored by others.
What kind of ancient country is not an ancient country, now that he is the only emperor in Yongzhou, the strongest existence, can't he gather luck if he doesn't establish the name of some ancient country?
It doesn't matter what kind of situation the sky of Yongzhou Continent is in.
The Huanghuang Yonghe dharma figure became bigger again, reaching a height of one hundred and eight thousand feet. It used the bones of the emperor's phoenix as a seat, and stood in front of him the colorful Dinghai God Needle, and beside him was the little emperor's seal floating up and down.
Wisps of qi flowed down from the sky in all directions, each wisp of qi contained a wisp of will information deliberately left by Li Shenzhi.
All warriors who come into contact with this breath, no matter how strong or not, can clearly sense it.
Everyone has understood that from now on, on the land of Yongzhou, he, Li Shenzhi, will be respected.
On the Yongtian Ruins, Li Shenzhi's figure slowly appeared. At the moment, the First Elder and the Second Elder here were looking up at the heavenly aura of Yonghe Qiyun.
"The torrent of the world, rolling forward, if you don't advance, you will retreat."
The Great Elder sighed, the five-colored fetishes left by the human race in Yongzhou to suppress the luck of the human race suddenly became like this.
"Why does the Great Elder need to be like this? After I become stronger, I will wipe out all the domains of the human race, and my luck will eventually be unified again. It's just a different form of existence."
Li Shenzhi stood with his hands behind his back, very calm.
The general trend of the world is to divide and reunite, to divide for a long time, and to reunite after a long time. This is a normal phenomenon.
Now that everyone has started from scratch, it would be nice to reunify.
Regarding his words, the Great Elder nodded solemnly, expressing that it made sense.
"The next key issue is to strengthen the cultivation of the people in the school, and speed up the reproduction of the tribe. The Eastern Wasteland and the Central Territory must gradually immigrate and recover."
As they talked, the three of them talked about the construction of the school.
In the past 1000 years, although Li Shenzhi has been the shopkeeper, the development of the Zhulu Academy has not fallen behind.
In addition, the transmission channels in various regions have been rebuilt by the previous emperors, and the connection has become more convenient.
Today, the Zhulu Academy can be said bluntly, representing the top martial arts inheritance and the most advanced cultivation in Yongzhou.
The lecturers of the school palaces all over the field toured various places to recruit practitioners of the right age, and after training, they were sent back to various places.
Under this training mode, the reputation of the school has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Don't think that Li Shenzhi doesn't show his face, but for any school student, if they ask who the palace lord is, they will answer Li Shenzhi without hesitation.
Now, Li Shenzhi has gathered Yongzhou's immortal will into Yonghe Qiyun Dharma. The population of Yongzhou and the level of martial arts development have a decisive impact on the strength of Qiyun.
Not to mention, the current environment is very different from the previous millennium. I used to be afraid of various emperor realms, but now I don't have to be afraid.
"It's easy to recuperate. In three to five thousand years, you can emigrate to the Eastern Wasteland and Central Region."
The Great Elder nodded, and then said: "These years are not wasted in vain. A batch of good seedlings have been cultivated in the academy. It's time to cultivate our own mid-to-high-end combat power."
Nowadays, those who can be called mid-to-high-end combat power by the Great Elder must at least be Martial Dao Grand Sages and Kings.
"These two elders can arrange it, and I will be responsible for providing resources."
Under the surprised expressions of the two elders, Li Shenzhi once again became the hands-off shopkeeper.
It's too troublesome to train warriors, and he doesn't like to do it.
"I knew you were going to throw your hands away again."
The Great Elder smiled wryly and shook his head, and then said: "There is no shortage of resources, and the population base has reached a certain level. It is enough to train them step by step. Regarding the real dragon..."
"I'll do this. The two elders can develop Yongzhou with peace of mind."
Li Shenzhi spoke solemnly, reassuring the two elders.
"If the old man is given ten thousand years to develop, then this Yongzhou will definitely change its appearance."
Seeing Li Shenzhi's indifferent expression, the Great Elder felt much more at ease, and couldn't help feeling proud.
Back then, he was not even a condensed pill, but he was able to control hundreds of millions of his clan. Now that he is a king, he has a larger population, which makes him feel like he is berating Fang Qiu.
Look at the people around you, they all came out of a small world, but now they have suppressed a continent, and the struggle during this period is endless.
With a goal, it is natural not to be confused when busy, and the two elders left Yongtian Xu soon.
Li Shenzhi stayed in Yongtianxu, continued to refine the emperor's blood to improve his body, and waited for other mainland warriors who might come.
(End of this chapter)
When he was in the Terran Yanzhou, Li Shenzhi encountered two ancient human kingdoms, one was the ancient Beiyou kingdom, and the other was the ancient Yan kingdom that had not yet been fully established.
After these two families seized the five-colored divine soil of the human race and refined the will contained in it, they all condensed into the appearance of a flood dragon.
The dragon of luck is divided into levels of strength by jiao, dragon, and a few claws under the belly.
Li Shenzhi didn't care what the condensed Dharma image looked like, it was just an external form.
The real thing still depends on the connotation, the gathered luck will be strong, even if a little mouse is derived, it can still break the evolved dragon shape.
At this moment, a phantom in the shape of a white-haired monkey appeared in front of Li Shenzhi, exactly what Yong He looked like.
It's not that he doesn't want to use the dragon form, but that he is a little allergic to the dragon form now, and feels a little apprehensive for no reason.
Of course, this Yonghe-like deity is not the killing method of the past, but a collection of human thoughts tempered by Yongzhou.
Li Shenzhi sighed slightly as he looked at Yonghe Qiyun God standing in front of him.
background ah.
Compared with the Nine Continents of the human race, the outside Yongzhou is like a countryside, there is no comparison at all.
Not to mention that Yongzhou has suffered a series of accidents over the years, and now the Eastern Wilderness and Central Region of Yongzhou are still desolate areas.
In the remaining three places, the north, south and west, although the human race has developed somewhat, the speed of development has been hindered because of the flying of the emperor.
At this moment, most of the will condensed from the five-colored divine soil are leftovers.
"Roar."
The ten-thousand-foot-sized Yonghe Qiyun Divine Form let out a roar, holding the inspired Little Emperor Seal in his left hand, and holding a phantom of five-colored divine light in his right hand.
To put it bluntly, the five-color divine soil is just a carrier, which can gather the ideas emitted by countless human races. Right now, the ideas in it are attributed by Li Shenzhi to the divine form of Yonghe Qiyun, and they gradually degenerate into their original state.
The next moment, Li Shenzhi went out of his body and crashed into Yonghe Faxiang.
At this moment, he also felt the feeling of the integration of the Beiyou Human Emperor and Qi Yun before, the Qi Yun body formed entirely by the thoughts of the human race, although it seemed a bit unfamiliar when it merged with him, but he could feel a majestic Qi machine.
There was a change in Li Shenzhi's expression in the eyes of Yonghe Qiyun God, and he looked at the colorful light in his hand.
"boom."
Then, the Little Emperor Seal in his hand was thrown high into the sky.
Pressing the colorful light ball with both hands, kneading and stretching, a stick exuding colorful charm slowly appeared.
"Hey... Dinghaishenzhen!"
Holding the freshly baked weapon in one hand, Li Shenzhi showed a hint of excitement.
The only thing that made him dissatisfied with this statue was the white hair on his head, which somewhat affected his image.
As the spiritual object that once carried the will of the human race, the five-colored sacred soil naturally needs no mention of its rank.
Just at this moment, Li Shenzhi gathered this part of the Yongzhou Continent, and the grade of Dinghaishenzhen pinched out reached the ninth grade.
Looking at the entire continent of the human race, once all the five-colored divine soils that exist in various places are added up, even if the rank does not reach the tenth rank, it will not be much worse.
"Quasi tenth order."
Li Shenzhi's eyes shone with a burning divine light. As the bearer of the will of a human race, the grade of the five-colored divine soil should reach this level to be qualified.
As for the tenth-order spiritual creature, I'm afraid it is not very likely, after all, it is something that is needed in the realm of creation.
The power of the soul is constantly wandering in the Yonghe Qiyun Dharma, merging with every wisp of will little by little.
Although the human race has been continuously defeated over the years, and there are still many of their own people digging into the wall, in fact, Tiandi Mountain is still there, and the background is still there.
Now, the emperors who have jumped out one by one may not have set their goals to climb Tiandi Mountain, unify the universe, and gather luck again.
For example, Li Shenzhi thinks he can do it too.
The newly born Yongzhou Yonghe Qiyun Faxiang is still in the process of condensing and initial transformation. According to his perception, the increase in combat power it can bring is only an increase of [-]-[-]%.
These increases, including the combat power of his own body, are still no match for the Emperor of the Four Tribulations.
In the sky above the center of Yongzhou, the void roared continuously, and Yonghe Qiyun Faxiang soared into the sky and went straight into the sky.
On the cloudy sky, Yong He stood and looked around.
Then, the skeleton of the Black Phoenix Emperor that had been floating in the sky above Yongzhou fell into his eyes.
This ordinary emperor's skeleton has been suspended in Yongzhou for many years. Some people may want to take it away when the emperors come this time, but because the stronger ones are here, no one will do it.
At this moment, Yonghe Qiyun Faxiang stepped into the air, and the Dinghai God Needle in his hand pierced through the bones of Emperor Heihuang directly, dragging him to the sky above Yongtian Ruins.
Then, Yong He directly took the corpse as a seat, sat down cross-legged, overlooking the vast land of Yongzhou.
The airflow formed by the billowing thoughts poured down from Yonghe's body and spread towards various regions of Yongzhou.
At the same time, the warriors of the human race all over Yongzhou felt the thoughts from Yonghe one after another.
At this moment, Li Shenzhi no longer concealed it.
He took away the five-colored divine soil in his hands, and turned it into a weapon, the Dinghaishenzhen needle.
Since the first King Yong came across the void and opened up the living place on the Yongzhou Continent, the thoughts of the human race that have gathered until now have been transformed into the law of Yonghe Qiyun by him.
From then on, he covered the sky of Yongzhou.
In the Nine Continents of the human race, anyone who does this will call himself the emperor and establish an ancient country.
But in Li Shenzhi's view, these are all false, the name of Emperor is not arrogated by himself, but honored by others.
What kind of ancient country is not an ancient country, now that he is the only emperor in Yongzhou, the strongest existence, can't he gather luck if he doesn't establish the name of some ancient country?
It doesn't matter what kind of situation the sky of Yongzhou Continent is in.
The Huanghuang Yonghe dharma figure became bigger again, reaching a height of one hundred and eight thousand feet. It used the bones of the emperor's phoenix as a seat, and stood in front of him the colorful Dinghai God Needle, and beside him was the little emperor's seal floating up and down.
Wisps of qi flowed down from the sky in all directions, each wisp of qi contained a wisp of will information deliberately left by Li Shenzhi.
All warriors who come into contact with this breath, no matter how strong or not, can clearly sense it.
Everyone has understood that from now on, on the land of Yongzhou, he, Li Shenzhi, will be respected.
On the Yongtian Ruins, Li Shenzhi's figure slowly appeared. At the moment, the First Elder and the Second Elder here were looking up at the heavenly aura of Yonghe Qiyun.
"The torrent of the world, rolling forward, if you don't advance, you will retreat."
The Great Elder sighed, the five-colored fetishes left by the human race in Yongzhou to suppress the luck of the human race suddenly became like this.
"Why does the Great Elder need to be like this? After I become stronger, I will wipe out all the domains of the human race, and my luck will eventually be unified again. It's just a different form of existence."
Li Shenzhi stood with his hands behind his back, very calm.
The general trend of the world is to divide and reunite, to divide for a long time, and to reunite after a long time. This is a normal phenomenon.
Now that everyone has started from scratch, it would be nice to reunify.
Regarding his words, the Great Elder nodded solemnly, expressing that it made sense.
"The next key issue is to strengthen the cultivation of the people in the school, and speed up the reproduction of the tribe. The Eastern Wasteland and the Central Territory must gradually immigrate and recover."
As they talked, the three of them talked about the construction of the school.
In the past 1000 years, although Li Shenzhi has been the shopkeeper, the development of the Zhulu Academy has not fallen behind.
In addition, the transmission channels in various regions have been rebuilt by the previous emperors, and the connection has become more convenient.
Today, the Zhulu Academy can be said bluntly, representing the top martial arts inheritance and the most advanced cultivation in Yongzhou.
The lecturers of the school palaces all over the field toured various places to recruit practitioners of the right age, and after training, they were sent back to various places.
Under this training mode, the reputation of the school has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Don't think that Li Shenzhi doesn't show his face, but for any school student, if they ask who the palace lord is, they will answer Li Shenzhi without hesitation.
Now, Li Shenzhi has gathered Yongzhou's immortal will into Yonghe Qiyun Dharma. The population of Yongzhou and the level of martial arts development have a decisive impact on the strength of Qiyun.
Not to mention, the current environment is very different from the previous millennium. I used to be afraid of various emperor realms, but now I don't have to be afraid.
"It's easy to recuperate. In three to five thousand years, you can emigrate to the Eastern Wasteland and Central Region."
The Great Elder nodded, and then said: "These years are not wasted in vain. A batch of good seedlings have been cultivated in the academy. It's time to cultivate our own mid-to-high-end combat power."
Nowadays, those who can be called mid-to-high-end combat power by the Great Elder must at least be Martial Dao Grand Sages and Kings.
"These two elders can arrange it, and I will be responsible for providing resources."
Under the surprised expressions of the two elders, Li Shenzhi once again became the hands-off shopkeeper.
It's too troublesome to train warriors, and he doesn't like to do it.
"I knew you were going to throw your hands away again."
The Great Elder smiled wryly and shook his head, and then said: "There is no shortage of resources, and the population base has reached a certain level. It is enough to train them step by step. Regarding the real dragon..."
"I'll do this. The two elders can develop Yongzhou with peace of mind."
Li Shenzhi spoke solemnly, reassuring the two elders.
"If the old man is given ten thousand years to develop, then this Yongzhou will definitely change its appearance."
Seeing Li Shenzhi's indifferent expression, the Great Elder felt much more at ease, and couldn't help feeling proud.
Back then, he was not even a condensed pill, but he was able to control hundreds of millions of his clan. Now that he is a king, he has a larger population, which makes him feel like he is berating Fang Qiu.
Look at the people around you, they all came out of a small world, but now they have suppressed a continent, and the struggle during this period is endless.
With a goal, it is natural not to be confused when busy, and the two elders left Yongtian Xu soon.
Li Shenzhi stayed in Yongtianxu, continued to refine the emperor's blood to improve his body, and waited for other mainland warriors who might come.
(End of this chapter)
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