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Chapter 169: Killing the True Lord, Traces of the Divine Descendants
Seeing that the wound caused by the spear gradually healed, the old man's smile froze at the corner of his mouth for a moment, and his pupils expanded uncontrollably, showing a look of horror.

Among the many divine treasures in the human body, the heart treasure is undoubtedly the most critical point of death, governing the regulation of qi and blood throughout the body.

Even if Gui Yi Zhenjun's heart is broken, the chance of survival is very slim.

Even due to the reunification of his divine form, once his heart is severely damaged, the soul of the True Lord Guiyi will be greatly shaken, and his combat power will be reduced. If there is no rare elixir to extend his life, the road to hell is almost at hand.

Like Shen Qing, the heart can be reborn instantly. Except for the gods of incense and fire, it is impossible for flesh and blood creatures to do so, unless they break through the first limit and realize the true god of the mysterious creation.

Practitioners of that level are no longer bound by the physical body, and the form of life has undergone fundamental changes.

After all, the old man had lived for a long time and had a tough mind. Seeing the indifferent expression on Shen Qing's face, he quickly came back to his senses. He turned his palm and took out a disk. His half-white hair was raised up, and his expression was expressionless. He suddenly turned red, exerted force between his teeth, tore open the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of pure precious blood.

The disc was divided into three layers, inside and outside, with thunder patterns lingering around it. After being stained with blood, the thunder clouds in the sky suddenly sank, torn apart by an invisible force and gathered together, turning into a giant black cocoon that swallowed Shen Qing.

Dazzling thunder exploded in the sky, terrifying energy overflowed, the sky was majestic, thousands of miles in radius, and all spirits were hidden.

Amidst heavy thunderclouds, Shen Qing's eyebrows flashed with light. He raised his hand and took out the sword. His fingertips circulated in the void, carving out a bright spiritual pattern, wrapped in terrifying high temperature, wrapped around the blade.

This spiritual pattern originated from the great sun and was extremely strong. Even if it did not last long, it was still very powerful in Shen Qing's hands.

The thundercloud blocked her sight, and her spiritual thoughts were blocked by the ancient spirit formation. She could no longer see the surrounding situation clearly, and everything she could see was filled with thunder.

boom--

The sound of thunder exploded, and the electric light flashed, like thousands of silk ribbons hanging down, with thousands of murderous intentions, completely activating Shen Qing's spiritual warning, and the frequency of his heartbeat increased infinitely.

Shen Qing spread his arms slightly, and the more than a hundred divine treasures that were opened in his body lit up with divine light at the same time. The surging divine energy fluctuations overflowed outside the ancient spirit formation, making the old man's expression condense.

The next moment, endless sword light lit up from within the spiritual formation, tearing apart the night like a bright meteor, colliding with the falling sky thunder, intertwining the spiritual patterns, and the sound of the sky roaring was endless, shaking the metal and cracking the rocks, and spread to thousands of miles away.

Seeing this scene, the old man looked solemn and did not dare to relax at all. He spat out another mouthful of essence to maintain the stability of the formation. The successive passage of essence had severely damaged his vitality. His hair was all white and his face was like gold paper. .

This ancient spirit formation was of extremely high grade. Even though it was left over from ancient times and was incomplete, its power was still astonishing. It was enough to trap and kill monks in the late Guiyi Realm. He never believed that monks in the Divine Hidden Realm could escape from it.

Just as he expected, the sword light wrapped around the brilliance of the sun was gradually suppressed, and was shattered by thunder one after another, submerged, and fell into silence.

Within the formation, the sword in Shen Qing's hand had been shattered, and the soul inside was also injured by the power of thunder.

The spirit patterns in the formation had entered her body along with the lightning, and were raging inside her body.

The violent thunder evaporated the blood flowing in her body, cut off the vigorous vitality in her body, and crushed the sacred treasures, leaving only charred and withered flesh and blood wherever it passed.

Shen Qing didn't show any signs of nervousness, and allowed Lei Lei to gradually push him into a desperate situation, concentrating on understanding the secret of the spirit pattern.

Between the interweaving of the Great Sun Spirit Pattern and the Thunder Pattern, she vaguely touched some kind of mystery and sensed the core source of power of this ancient spirit array.

The power of thunder eroded vitality too quickly. In just a few breaths, Shen Qing had already reached the edge of death.

The sundial wrapped in golden light emerged, the hands froze, and then began to reverse.

While breathing, Shen Qing's state returned to its peak again. This time she did not choose to resist, and took the initiative to accept the thunder into her body, endured the pain of the thunder and fire burning her body, and once again realized the mystery of the spirit pattern.

In the blink of an eye, the time it took to burn an incense passed.

Outside the formation, the old man frowned. The ancient spiritual formation had too complex spiritual patterns, and he had not fully grasped it. He could not see clearly what was going on in the formation.In the blur, he could only detect that Shen Qing's breath was getting stronger and weaker, just like a candle flame in the wind, which would never be extinguished under the strong wind and rain.

Just as he was hesitating, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared, thunder split the sky, and spiritual patterns intertwined, like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon.

"you……"

Seeing Shen Qing break out of the formation and see the familiar spiritual pattern contained in the sword light, the old man's expression fell into stagnation.

The formation plate in his hand was intact, which was enough to show that Shen Qing did not rely on brute force to tear apart the formation, but used the most impossible method.

In this short period of time, Shen Qing had already glimpsed all the mysteries of this ancient spiritual formation, and it was easy to enter and exit it without any effort.

"How could such a thing happen..."

In this short period of time, he became familiar with and mastered the secrets of the spiritual patterns in the formation. This kind of understanding was simply impossible for even the monsters from the ancient times who were not born in the formation.

What's more, this is a frontal attack, not a retreat, so the difficulty is increased a hundred times.

The incomprehensible situation brought an indescribable sense of panic to his heart, originating from the unknown.

Shen Qing ignored the old man's thoughts, stepped in front of him, raised the knife in his hand, cut off his palm, took the ancient spirit array's array plate into his hand, and asked casually:

"Why did you kill me?"

Although she had probably guessed the reason behind it, she still wanted an accurate answer.

"According to the decree of the Snow God, I will send you to hell."

The old man covered his broken wrist, gradually lost the horror in his expression, and responded calmly, his tone falling into an extremely strange calm:

"Even if you kill me now, under the underworld, the Holy King can still light the way for me. I will wait for you."

Hearing this, Shen Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he twisted his body to hold the knife. The blade was like a wisp of breeze, brushing the side of the old man's neck.

The head was thrown into the air, blood shot into the sky, and at the same time, an invisible stream of fresh air was absorbed into Shen Qing's body and absorbed by the sundial.

The energy of a Guiyi Zhenjun is far more important to Shen Qing than an incense god of the same level.

The energy gained after killing the incense god was taken away by the sundial and fed back. It nourished her soul and could not help her reverse time. There was an essential difference between this and killing living creatures.

After killing the Demon Slayer Master, Shen Qing's face showed little joy and he fell into deep thought.

She didn't see the fear of death in this man, which made her a little puzzled.

In her opinion, fear of death is the instinct of living beings. Because of this, at the critical moment of life and death, living beings can often burst out their potential beyond their limits.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly discovered some differences between this era and later generations.

There are no traces of the blood descendants of gods who exist in later generations at all in this era.

　Please explain the update problem. I have been moving recently and my hand was injured. I went to the hospital for five stitches. I am also busy with work and I really can’t spare the time. I’m sorry.

　　
　
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