Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 107 A helping hand, visit at home

The pale golden brilliance dazzled the sky, like a sun hanging down from the west, the light was soft and warm, without any murderous intent.

But at this moment, Shen Qing felt like a glow was on his back, and his muscles and bones were cold.

In her perception, the holy light without threat is full of dangers, like a raging ocean, unfathomable.

'The time is obviously only half past! '

Shen Qing's mind tightened, and he took the time to glance at the sundial, confirming his estimation, the time was indeed only two quarters of an hour.

According to the half an hour Han Jiao told her, it was still far away.

Shen Qing's original plan was to leave in another quarter of an hour, leaving enough time for her retreat to return to the territory of the Divine Continent League.

There are checks and balances between the existence of the town-state level, and they will not cross the border without authorization.

As long as she can return to Jiuzhou, the General Department of Psychic Energy will provide her with protection. Afterwards, the General Department of Psychic Energy will naturally come forward to argue with the Federation of Gods. This is what Han Jiao told her.

But now, everything has become empty talk.

"You are Shen Qing?"

The first sentence that the blond man spoke made Shen Qing somewhat unexpected.

"Lawson showed me your profile two days ago, saying that there might be something secret about you, but you are still alive now."

The blond man's expression was a little surprised. After looking at Shen Qing for a few times, his doubts became more serious:
"I can't feel the blood pulse in your body. When did you wake up?"

Not long after awakening, he possessed Tier [-] combat power. A bloodline of this level must have been a remarkable figure in ancient times.

But now he can't feel the slightest blood fluctuation, which is a bit strange.

Shen Qing didn't answer, thoughts kept churning in her mind.

But no matter how she thought, she couldn't think of a way out.

The blond-haired man was not in a hurry to make a move at this moment, because he had absolute confidence, thinking that Shen Qing would not be able to pull out his palm at all.

The Shenzang Realm is the second realm that undergoes a qualitative change after the Appearance Realm.

In this realm, the paths of living beings will diverge greatly.

There are countless treasures in the body of a living being, the five internal organs and seven orifices, the soul and body, and the acupoints and meridians all over the body are the gates of treasures.

When living beings can effectively develop their inner energy, the state of life will be infinitely improved.

Open the door of the treasure, the level of life will undergo amazing transformation, get infinite improvement, life force and life state will be completely different.

Also in this realm, the lifespan of living beings can be greatly extended, and it is not difficult to live for ten thousand years.

At the same time, a qualitative change occurred, as well as the combat power of the monks.

After entering this realm, it was enough to rule the roost in ancient times.

Moving thousands of miles of terracotta is not a joke.

"Would you like to join my Federation of Gods? For what happened today, let the past go."

Everyone who has seen Shen Qing is already dead, and with a little cover-up, all that happened today can be covered up, which is not a troublesome matter.

Seeing that Shen Qing remained silent, the blond man said lightly: "If you don't want to, I will abolish you, bring you back to the headquarters, and find a man with a compatible bloodline for you."

"During your lifetime, you will give birth to as many offspring as possible until your blood dries up and dies."

It would be a pity to kill such a powerful bloodline like this.

It is the most optimal way for her to mate with as many men as possible to produce more outstanding offspring.

As long as one person can return to the ancestors and awaken again, for the Federation of Gods, part of the loss can be made up.

He put two roads in front of Shen Qing, but Shen Qing didn't want to take these two roads.

"Joining the Federation of Gods is already the best choice I can give you, and I will find a way to excuse you later."

The blond man glanced at the broken stones and shook his head:
"You don't think about the consequences when you do things. There are many things you can't even imagine. If you smash the statue and offend the true god, it may bring disaster to this star."

Shen Qing came here suddenly, and the killer did not need to think about it, he knew it must be for revenge.

It should be that Lawson's assassination failed, which brought about this result.

But he doesn't want to pursue the root cause anymore, it doesn't make any sense.

"Time is up."

The blond man's patience quickly ran out, and the void around his pupils gradually began to heat up, and the huge wings behind him flashed with brilliance.

A layer of holy brilliance visible to the naked eye swelled between the sky and the earth, condensing into a holy image of an angel more than a thousand feet high.

This obviously opened up the secret treasure of the soul and cultivated the supernatural power of the law.

In ancient times, this type of divine treasure monks was also called the Dharma Body Realm.

Shen Qing clenched the saber in his hand, gradually let his breath shallow, and held his breath.

The trapped beast is still fighting, even if the person in front of her is invincible, she can't just catch her without a fight.

The slightly illusory angel icon slowly raised his hand, and pulled out a sharp sword wrapped in holy flames from the void, his breath becoming more and more compelling.

"Wait a minute, keep people under the sword."

woohoo-

A wave suddenly rose in the void, like a rolling wave, a light boat appeared in front of Shen Qing very abruptly, stopping the angelic holy sword that was about to fall.

A figure came out from the cabin, dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a white robe and folding fan, handsome appearance, nearly forty years old, with a sense of calmness in every gesture.

"She is a descendant of God who has just awakened from the Shenzhou League. She committed such atrocities when she was in a panic. After that, come to the door to apologize."

The Confucian scholar nodded at Shen Qing with a smile, and then looked up at the angel holy elephant: "Please also take away the dharma elephant. Now that the gods and gods are everywhere, in troubled times, we should work together and not be good at swordsmanship."

"Luo Xingzhou, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?!"

A shout came from the air, and the flames wrapped around the angel's holy sword became more and more fierce, like blue veins throbbing.

"If you don't accept good words, and you don't go down the steps, how do you treat them?"

Hearing Bach's name-calling question, Luo Xingzhou's expression turned cold, and he also showed no mercy:

"I came here to take people away, don't give me shame, do you have to court death?!"

Before he finished speaking, white light bloomed from his heavenly spirit, his eyes widened with anger, and thunder flashed from his throat: "I let you take away the dharma image!"

The sound of thunder rolled in the sky, and the words Luo Xingzhou spit out became solid. Each of them spanned a thousand feet, like a seal, rising across the sky and hitting the icon of the angel.

Bang bang bang!
A series of muffled sounds erupted, and the icon of the angel retreated again and again, and it was more than ten feet away in an instant.

Dharma Xiang was forced to retreat by a single word, Bach's figure reappeared, his face was a little imperceptibly pale.

There is obviously a huge difference in strength between him and Luo Xingzhou.

But whether it was him or Luo Xingzhou, there was a trace of restraint.

The powerhouses in the Divine Hidden Realm are fighting for life and death, and the spread is too wide, and the land of several continents will be wiped out. For a federation, it is an unbearable heavy injury.

Luo Xingzhou obviously didn't intend to talk nonsense with Bach, and the light boat sailed up to Shen Qing, with a kind face on his face:
"Fellow Daoist, please board the boat."

"Thank you Zhen Guo."

To be able to force Bach back, in the Shenzhou League, except for those few towns, basically he would not think of him.

Stepping on the light boat, Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, Luo Xingzhou came too timely, if she came a few breaths late, her fate would be unpredictable.

This kind of coincidence inevitably made Shen Qing think a little more.

Even though she had a villainous heart, Shen Qing couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

Perhaps Luo Xingzhou had arrived long ago, and even said that the information Han Jiao gave her was also false.

But no matter what the process is, now she owes Luo Xingzhou and even the Department of Psionics a big favor.

"You are Welcome."

Luo Xingzhou pushed the light boat into the sea of ​​clouds, shook his head and smiled:
"Maybe it won't be long before I want to call your Excellency Shen Zhenguo."

His attitude is very gentle, as for how to deal with Shen Qing, the General Administration of Psionics has already given a plan.

Just as Shen Qing thought, from the moment she left Jiuzhou, Luo Xingzhou had followed her and witnessed everything that happened.

He was curious about Shen Qing's weird resilience, but he didn't intend to ask more.

There are many mysteries about Shen Qing, and her information has entered the highest-level secret library of the Psionics Administration, and is tracked by special personnel.

For an existence like Shen Qing, the Psionics Administration's method of handling it is to wait and see what happens, and try to avoid intervention.

With the excavation of ancient history, there are more and more unknown things. For things that cannot be understood, the Psionic Directorate has gradually learned to suppress its curiosity.

There is a huge problem with the blood descendants of the gods. An ordinary descendant of the true god is completely insignificant compared with the reincarnation of the ancient Taoist ancestor.

After their blood descendants awakened, they were naturally very different.

Before thoroughly understanding Shen Qing's background, the Department of Psionics did not intend to interfere with her too much.

Too much persecution may lead to uncontrollable conflicts, which are internal frictions.

For this star that is about to die, these meaningless internal frictions are a complete waste of time.

Once the gods' tunnel is lost, this star will immediately be reduced to purgatory.

At that point, everything is empty.

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Seeing the light boat drifting away, the anger on Bach's face gradually faded, his eyes swept across the messy battlefield under his feet, and suddenly he reached out and waved lightly.

A spear floated from among the gravel and fell into his hand.

A trace of blood mixed with dried flesh was drawn into his palm.

This is part of Shen Qing.

Bach turned and left, and soon sent this sample to the highest-level laboratory of the Federation of Gods.

"Test this sample as soon as possible, and I will know the result today."

Soon, a test report fell into Bach's hands.

[The blood tissue is normal and belongs to normal human structure. 】

[No god-descended molecules have been found, and any possibility of awakening has been ruled out in the DNA chain. 】

Looking at this report, Bach's mood suddenly fell to a freezing point.

This test result is too scary, which means that Shen Qing is really just a normal human being, without any blood changes in his body.

But how can a normal human being be strong enough to kill a fourth-order god descendant in such a short period of time without being harmed?
If the result of this test is true, then the appearance of Shen Qing is very likely to overthrow the current three-legged situation.

After regaining his senses, Bach immediately held a town-state meeting.

"Contact the Federation Headquarters, and then notify the Empire of the Gods, and together put pressure on the Shenzhou League, make sure they hand over Shen Qing!"

Put Shen Qing's information, together with the results of the blood sample test, on the faces of several Zhen Guos.

Bach's idea immediately received the support of everyone and passed unanimously.

This test result was sealed and classified as top secret, and they must not let the people of Shenzhou League know.

Once the Shenzhou League discovers Shen Qing's frightening features, it will definitely spare no effort to cultivate and protect her at all costs.

If it were the Federation of Gods, it would do the same.

This is an absolute trump card.

If Shen Qing goes one step further and becomes an even more terrifying powerhouse in the Divine Hidden Realm, the future direction of this star will inevitably be reversed because of her will.

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[Jiuzhou time this morning: at [-]:[-], a major security accident occurred in the Federation of Gods. 】

[The statue on the top of Tianshen Mountain was hit by a thunderbolt and collapsed on the spot. Fortunately, there were no civilian casualties. 】

[According to the images sent back from the scene, there is also a phantom of an angel on the top of Tianshen Mountain, which seems to be a mirage. 】

In this era of highly developed information technology, the speed of news dissemination is quite amazing.

The news of the destruction of the statues of the Federation of Gods may have spread throughout the stars.

Glancing at the news broadcast on TV, Shen Qing put on the apron, looked at the two people lying on the sofa, and said softly:
"What do you want for lunch?"

"Eggplant with minced meat."

“Spicy Chicken!”

The tastes of Zhao Yu and Song Lingjia are very different. Zhao Yu is obviously sweeter, while Song Lingjia is neither spicy nor happy.

As soon as Shen Qing walked into the kitchen, several black coupes drove up downstairs.

Several old men got out of the car slowly, walked upstairs, and knocked on the door with their hands.

pat-

Zhao Yu opened the door and looked at the old men outside, hesitating for a while.

"Is Fellow Daoist Shen there?"

Seeing that Zhao Yu was still in a daze, the leader smiled and said, "We're looking for Shen Qing."

Suddenly, Zhao Yu turned around and shouted:
"Teacher, I'm looking for you."

Shen Qing had already walked out of the kitchen, the aura of the cultivators was too obvious, the old men outside the door were not descendants of gods and spirits, they were all cultivators, and they were members of the General Department of Psionics without even thinking about it.

After wiping her hands on the apron casually, Shen Qing asked Zhao Yu to let some people in and poured a few glasses of boiled water.

Song Lingjia's expression on the side was full of bewilderment. Among these old men, two were the senior practitioners she wanted to introduce to Shen Qing before.

These two people are almost like Taishan Beidou in today's traditional practice circle, similar to intangible cultural heritage, and their status is extraordinary.

Ordinary blood descendants of the gods are not taken seriously by them. In their view, it is evil way, not the strength obtained by their own hard work.

Several old men got up one after another, took the boiled water handed by Shen Qing with both hands, their gazes were fiery, and their expressions were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

The Shen Qing in front of him is a living Gang Sha Realm, not relying on the power of blood, but a monk who has practiced to this realm step by step.

For them, it means hope.

(End of this chapter)