Marquis of Shang

121 Union
Afterwards, the boundless pure green radiance appeared strand by thread from within the phantom of the sacred tree, and condensed into tens of thousands of pure green leaves.

Like a rain of pure green leaves, it directly covered the small pit and the stone hundreds of feet away.

At this moment, beside the small pit, a dark yellow light flashed.

Wearing a Qinghe scholar-official spirit elephant costume.

Wearing a spirit elephant with five hanging crowns.

Holding the three-color Qinghe Great Seal, the seven-foot-tall Chen Qingxiang appeared.

The three-inch Qinghe Great Seal held in the hand, with the sound of a spiritual image, the three colors of white, red, and gold radiance flowed, covering a radius of tens of feet.

Block the tens of thousands of green leaves flying like rain.

Immediately the two collided, and hundreds of thousands of green leaves turned into auras and scattered, and they couldn't help the three-color mask at all.

Looking at the Qinghe Great Seal blessed by the spirit elephant totem, the three-color protective shield that appeared under his own inspiration was not damaged at all.

Chen Qingxiang was calm.

Whether it is the Spiritual Elephant Totem or the Great Seal of Qinghe, these two treasures can only be passed down within the territory of Qinghe, and only Qinghe scholar-officials can exert their full power as important inheritance treasures.

Any single piece, as long as it can bear the pressure and stimulate most of its power, can have the power comparable to that of the Totem Yuan Realm, the third level of Tian Yuan Realm.

Although it is not fully mobilized now, the combination of the two, the manifested power, can withstand the attack of this totem yuan realm, the second-level earth element realm Tianshi, and it is quite easy, which is quite normal.

Ignore the unsightly-looking Tianxia soldiers who are hundreds of feet away.

The Xuanhuang brilliance circulated, bringing the five Qinghe warriors who were suppressed on the spot into the Xuanxiang space.

Then Chen Qingxiang bent down, trying to pick up the stone that contained the fragment of the King's Luck.

Just picked up this stone just now, half an inch away from the ground.

Chen Qingxiang was about to get up, but found that under this egg-sized stone, there was another stone that exuded the same aura, but only the size of a grape.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart for an instant.

He didn't pick it up alone, but grabbed it directly with his big hand, together with a large group of soil, he grabbed two stones mixed with soil.

A hundred feet away, a middle-aged man in the Totem Yuan Realm stood high in the sky, hiding his figure.

Looking at the three-color mask that resisted tens of thousands of green leaves, but was not damaged at all.

The complexion is extremely ugly.

And saw Chen Qingxiang bent down, ready to pick up the stone that contained the fragment of the King's Luck.

He was even more anxious, and directly reprimanded:
"Small Qinghe, stop alone."

A palm directly slaps the chest.

The mouth opens.

A pure blue divine thunder was sprayed out by it.

This pure blue divine thunder contains vast killing power.

Between electric and flint.

Just cross a hundred feet and attack on the protective shield where the three-color radiance flows.

A loud thunderous sound resounded in this instant.

It resounded for dozens of miles.

After a moment, the protective cover with the three-color radiance flowing has already been covered with countless cracks.

Only at this time, Chen Qingxiang had already picked up the stone.

Holding the three-color Qinghe Great Seal in one hand.

In one hand, he held a large lump of soil containing two stones.

Chen Qingxiang looked at Tianxia Shili who was hundreds of feet away, nodded with a smile, and moved slightly

Before waiting for the underworld soldier to continue the attack.

A dark yellow light flashed all over Chen Qingxiang's body, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

……

And as Chen Qingxiang disappeared.

The three-color mask that covered a radius of ten feet and was already covered with cracks, in an instant, like three-color fireworks, turned into countless three-color auras and dissipated.

Hundreds of feet away.

The underworld soldier in the pure green uniform looked at his method of suppressing the bottom of the box, and the divine thunder that had been conceived for decades was resisted.

And looking at Chen Qingxiang's figure, he disappeared in an instant.

The underworld soldier sneered, and his angry and sneering voice resounded throughout the phantom of the sacred tree.

"Scholar-bureaucrat Qinghe, don't hide anymore. You are within my Jianmu legal domain. Don't think you can escape silently."

After waiting for a while, he sensed that there was no movement in Jianmu's legal domain. The already ugly face of this underworld soldier was even more gloomy.

"Good, good, good..."

He laughed angrily and said:
"Okay, okay, since I don't show up, don't blame Gu."

A broken piece of wood the size of a soybean appeared in his hand.

Then he smashed the piece of broken wood into Jianmu's domain with one palm.

In an instant, the Jianmu law domain covering several miles began to solidify.

Just like the sky-reaching building that connected the heaven and the human world, connecting the sky and the earth, and penetrating the two worlds before the endless years, came here.

Within the entire construction area.

Thousands of Yin-Yang Jiamu and Yimu Thunderbolts began to appear.

Every thunderbolt barely has the attack power of the realm of human origin.

And at this time, there are tens of thousands of Jiamu and Yimu Thunderclaps all over the Jianmu Jurisdiction within a radius of a few miles.

In the endless sound of thunder, two kinds of thunder that complement each other spread all over every space in Jianmu's domain.

After a full three breaths of time, the sound of thunder inside the Jianmu Dharma Domain, which covered several miles around, ended, and the vast thunder disappeared.

The Jianmu legal domain has become unreal again.

It's just that at this moment, watching him consume a piece of building wood, he didn't see the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat at all.

The middle-aged Tianxia who immediately knew that he had done useless work had a look of disbelief.

"How is it possible? This Jianmu Law Domain is almost comparable to the supreme magic."

"That's just the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat who blessed the clan's heritage. How could he break through the isolated Jianmu law domain without making a sound?"

It wasn't until after a few breaths that the middle-aged soldier forced himself to calm down.

I have some guesses in my heart.

"Is it some kind of strange art?"

"Or some kind of powerful divine background?"

As for the possibility of supernatural powers, the moment his mind flashed, he was filtered out by him again.

……

At this time, he sensed the breath of several totem Yuanjing approaching.

The middle-aged underworld soldier in the pure green uniform did not leave, but his mind turned and he had a plan.

Immediately began to converge on the construction of wooden jurisdictions.

It made the Jianmu legal domain turn into a lifelike sacred tree with a radius of several feet.

Afterwards, he sat on the building wood with a radius of several zhang and headed towards Qinghe Dayi.

And there was a sound that echoed for dozens of miles.

"My lords, I saw a fragment of the fortune of the king, which was obtained by the scholar-bureaucrat of Qinghe."

"Is there any gentleman, together with me, go to the scholar-bureaucrat of Qinghe to see and see?"

The eight Totem Yuan Realm warriors who came here after discovering the battle in the Totem Yuan Realm reacted differently when they heard this.

Among them are three underworld soldiers who cover their bodies.

As if he didn't hear it, he just came close and first looked at the middle-aged Tianxia.

There is no induction to find the fragment of the fortune of the king.

Then he went around the surrounding area and looked around to count the interest time.

After not finding it at all, he left directly.

As for the other five underworld soldiers, after checking the counting time and finding nothing, they caught up with the slow middle-aged underworld soldiers heading towards Qinghe Dayi.

"My lords, the luck of a human king is rare to see once in ten thousand years, so the six of us will go and see it together."

Seeing the five people following up tacitly, the middle-aged underworld soldier began to say:
"Let's see if we can take it from that Qinghe gentleman and carefully weigh it in his hand."

Then the six Totem Primordial Soldiers speeded up.

In just two quarters of an hour, he had traveled five hundred miles to the outside of Qinghe Dayi.

Looking at Qinghe Dayi inspired by the guardian formation.

Six of them covered their bodies and came to Qinghe Dayi among the soldiers under heaven.

The middle-aged soldier sitting on the lifelike Jianmu Dharma Realm, his original soul was circulating.

To the other five underworld soldiers, voice transmission said:

"Gentlemen, just now I took a photo with that Qinghe little scholar. Although I didn't stop him in time, I still have some understanding of his cultivation level."

Without waiting for the other five Totem Yuanjing Tianxia to ask questions, he continued:

"Based on my induction, that Qinghe little scholar can only exchange blood five or six times at most."

"As long as we continue to attack this guardian formation, it will only take three hours, and the little soldier Qinghe may not be able to hold on."

And hearing the words of this middle-aged underworld warrior, among the other five underworld warriors, one concealed his figure, but it seemed that he was still a graceful underworld warrior, and asked leisurely with a melodious female voice.

"Since the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat only has this level of cultivation, how can he escape from the hands of you, gentleman?"

"Even if you have Qinghe's various backgrounds, with such a cultivation level, how much can you play?"

"I'm afraid it's not enough to escape in the hands of you, a gentleman, in the realm of earth, right?"

Hearing the question from the Tianxia Shishi who looked like a woman, the middle-aged Tianxia Shishi who was sitting on the Jianmu Jurisdiction was silent for a while, and then slowly said:

"It's me who underestimated the enemy. That Qinghe little scholar may have a powerful spiritual background."

"Or practiced a different technique."

Hearing the words of the middle-aged Tianxia Shi, another Tianxia Shi whose body was radiating golden light and completely concealed his figure said in a hoarse voice:

"Since this Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat has only exchanged blood five or six times at the peak of the dangerous situation, let's start now!"

"The Fragment of the King's Luck, although the level is too high, it cannot be moved to it through teleportation."

"It can't even be collected by various external forces, only the human race can take it with its own body."

"At this time, I'm afraid that Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat has already informed Fang Guo's office of the news."

"Twelve hours a day at the latest, and six or seven hours at the fastest, there will be a totem god-level power from Fang Guo's office.

"We still strive to break this guardian formation before this, and see the fragment of the King's Luck."

"Yes, as long as this Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat is not harmed, we can divide that fragment of King's Luck into six pieces, and take them back with each other for a good review."

With a consensus.

The six of them began to show off their skills, separated by ten miles from Dayi Yiqiang in Qinghe.

Ready to attack together, the Qinghe Guardian Formation that has been fully activated.

(End of this chapter)