Marquis of Shang

Chapter 155 Fatal Crisis, Backlash

After telling his wife Yang Ling the information about returning to Qinghe Dayi through the spirit image totem.

Chen Qingxiang sat cross-legged on the three-foot futon calmly.

Quietly sensing, most of the original sense of danger dissipated in the induction of the purple Dao Yuan soul, leaving only a trace.

But Chen Qingxiang could sense that there was still a sense of crisis left.

Sometimes it seems like a ray of crisis in the distant future.

Ethereal and uncertain.

Sometimes it is like a desperate danger that will come in the next moment.

Concise to the extreme, like a magic weapon, hanging in my heart.

Chen Qingxiang knew instinctively that this was some fatal crisis that had not been eliminated.

Either it was because I relied on the supernatural power of [Mysterious Elephant Realm] to avoid this crisis of doom, which led to changes, and thus evolved this last ray of fatal crisis.

And when connecting with the shell of Shenao, Chen Qingxiang can sense that several strange forces are pursuing him.

Faced with this situation, Chen Qingxiang just communicated calmly and slowly, and it turned out that it was just the shell of the god's claw that instinctively and passively defended.

Immediately, the half of the shell of Shen'ao in his arms trembled slightly, emitting a faint light.

Did not completely cover itself.

Instead, I used a small trick and a small way to use the shell of Shenao that I discovered over the past few years.

He began to completely connect his own destiny with the Qinghe fief that was already closely connected at this time.

His own fate, the fate of millions, tens of millions of people in Qinghe, and even the spirits of heaven and earth in the old and new fiefdoms of Qinghe, and the laws of the country, are interconnected and connected with each other.

……

A hundred thousand miles away from Xuanxiang Valley, in all directions, under the order of some people, more than a dozen forces of various sizes have ambushed and blocked Chen Qingxiang's way one after another.

In just a short breath, Chen Qingxiang, relying on the magical power of [Xuanxiang Realm], traveled nearly 200 million miles and returned to Dayi Qinghe.

And take the initiative to control the shell of Shenao, after temporarily linking his own fate with the whole Qinghe.

Outside the Central Capital [Xuanxiang 25], in a wilderness and forest more than [-] miles away.

A total of [-] totems of the fierce realm were separated into three parties, and each of the three totems of the primordial realm joined forces to form three extraordinary soldiers, which were quietly hidden.

In front of the three extraordinary soldiers and the totem Yuanjing headed by the three, a middle-aged man in a white robe was out of place with the three extraordinary soldiers.

But it stood at the forefront, holding a tortoise shell that exudes black and white divine light.

On the tortoise shell, endless lines flow and change, as if they contain everything in the world.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the white robe could only see the originally orderly lines of heaven on the tortoise shell. After Chen Qingxiang returned to Qinghe, the distance changed within a short time.

On the tortoise shell, the pattern of heavenly secrets that appeared, evolved a hundred times, ten thousand times, a million times in one breath.

A click.

The tortoise shell, which was flowing black and white divine light, was suddenly covered with cracks.

And the middle-aged man in white robe who had a calm face and glowing red face saw countless cracks in the tortoise shell following the changes of the heavenly secrets on the tortoise shell.

"not good……"

The middle-aged man in the white robe suddenly let out an unbelievable exclamation.

Somewhere, it is felt that endless backlash is coming.

In that instant, he skillfully took out a lifelike puppet that had exactly the same face as himself, and threw it directly on the ground.

At this time, a five-color divine jade hanging on his waist, in this moment, emits a multicolored light, covering his body shape and destiny.

After that, he swallowed a golden pill that seemed to be about to give birth to life.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man in the white robe sat cross-legged directly, and the magical method worked.

After a few breaths of time, the cracked tortoise shell was completely torn apart, the divine light disappeared, and it was completely destroyed.

And at the moment when the tortoise shell was completely destroyed.

A middle-aged man in a white robe, around the puppet thrown on the ground, a black flame with an ominous meaning appeared, and in an instant, the entire puppet was turned into nothingness.

Immediately after, the five-colored divine jade covering the middle-aged man in the white robe seemed to be under an invisible attack.

In one breath, the multicolored light disappeared, and the divine jade itself turned gray and white, like an ordinary stone.

And in an instant, it turned into gray-white ashes, fluttering in the wind.

The middle-aged man in a white robe sitting cross-legged, was suddenly backlashed by the dark as the colorful light disappeared.

"Wow……"

All of a sudden, a large mouthful of ominous blood spewed out.

Immediately, he seemed to be ten years older.

Fu, Lu, and Shou in the dark began to be reduced.

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man in the white robe, the three totem Yuanjing behind him suddenly turned pale with shock.

……

Just when this middle-aged man in a white robe encountered the backlash of heaven.

On the original route of Chen Qingxiang, it is more than 30 miles away from Qinghe, outside a scholar-official territory.

On a tall altar, thirteen silhouettes of ancient witches stood on it, surrounded by a stone statue of Chen Qingxiang.

Twelve great witches and one primordial witch surround the stone statue.

The ancient incantations recited by the thirteen ancient witches resounded in a radius of tens of miles.

Under the high altar, densely packed, hundreds of thousands of slaves were bound and fixed.

Following the ancient witch spell, endless screams began to be issued, and the flesh and soul were sucked by invisible forces, turning into groups of black and red mummy one after another.

The power of the vast curse, across time and space, began to explore the existence of Chen Qingxiang.

Originally, in the dark, Chen Qingxiang's vast curse power was sensed. At this time, it first descended on the entire Qinghe, and then seemed to lose Chen Qingxiang's figure.

In the sky above Qinghe, after circling for a few breaths of time.

The black and red vast curse returned to the altar, and fell on the thirteen ancient witches in an instant.

The twelve great witches had no power to resist at all, and in that instant, they turned into twelve puddles of blood.

That primordial witch, with several radiances flowing around his body, only lasted for a short breath, and under the power of the vast curse, he also turned into a pool of dirty blood.

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It is more than 50 miles away from Xuanxiang Valley, and within a canyon, five hidden existences hide in it.

Four of them concealed the existence of their figures, guarding the center around them, and a slender figure of a woman.

A female figure, dancing a strange dance.

In the dark, it is in harmony with the heaven and the earth.

Just when Chen Qingxiang took the initiative to control the shell of Shenao, and his own destiny coincided with that of Qinghe, after a short while, the cover of the woman dancing the strange dance disappeared.

Fall from that state of oneness with man.

A pale, beautiful woman appeared.

At this moment, the beauty's black and white eyes, which can see all spirits, flashed a ray of simple and broken shell.

Then the eyes were completely covered with dust.

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(End of this chapter)