Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 82
Shen Qing had expected Wen Tianfeng's dying counterattack, and naturally took precautions.

When she drew the sword, she deliberately opened the door wide open, and only used her true energy to protect her heart, just waiting for Wen Tianfeng to squeeze out the last remaining strength.

This kind of old ghost in the Gang Sha Realm who has lived for hundreds of years will not reveal his trump card at the last moment until the moment of life and death.

The moment Wen Tianfeng's head was cut off, a strong fresh air flowed into Shen Qing's body and was absorbed by the sundial.

This energy far exceeds the sum of previous energies, at least enough for the sundial to deduce the time for more than two hundred years.

For more than 200 years, as long as a suitable spiritual land can be found, it is not very difficult for Shen Qing to step into Gang Sha.

The world is so big, in addition to overseas, there must be remaining secret realms, and there will always be opportunities.

Shen Qing put away the saber and groped for a while on Wen Tianfeng's body. An old ghost in the Gangsha Realm, who lived for hundreds of years, would have something to collect.

However, after searching for a while, Shen Qing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Wen Tianfeng only brought two things with him, a piece of broken ancient jade and a dagger.

Spirit patterns were engraved on the two objects, both of which were magical artifacts. The gaps in the ancient jade were very new, obviously they had been smashed not long ago, and they should have been damaged during the Battle of the Imperial Capital.

The dagger was in good condition, and Wen Tianfeng had run all the way to escape, he was indeed at the point where he ran out of fuel, and he didn't even have the strength to sacrifice the magic weapon.

If there is still some strength left, plus the magic weapon for protection, Shen Qing may not be able to kill him.

After confirming that there were no omissions, Shen Qing dug a hole and buried Wen Tianfeng in it, giving him a face and resting in the ground.

The pit was dug very deep so that it would not be dug out by wild animals to eat.

Shen Qing turned her head all the way back to the imperial capital, and before she could enter to investigate, a dazzling blood-colored sword light rushed out from the imperial city, and the monstrous sword energy poured down like mercury, pouring down on the ground, and the civilians and officials fleeing on the road All the gentry were affected, with blood splattered three feet, and their heads were in different places.

This was undoubtedly an extremely horrific massacre. In just a short time, there were already over ten thousand casualties.

Shen Qing felt a chill in her heart, from the bloody sword light, she felt Sikong Yuan's aura.

It is absolutely impossible for Sikong Yuan to do such a thing, obviously, there is already a problem with his sanity.

After thinking for a while, Shen Qing twisted her body and entered the devastated imperial capital. She wanted to confirm Yang Zongxian's life and death first.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Qing had already arrived near the imperial palace. The palace wall had already collapsed, with sword marks all over the place, and the scene inside the imperial palace could be seen at a glance.

Taking a glance from a distance, Shen Qing saw the spiritual array shining with five-color glazed light. Yang Zongxian in a dragon robe sat cross-legged in it, his neck was stained red with blood, and his wound was horrifying.

Obviously, Yang Zongxian was still alive, and Si Kongyuan was blocked by the magic circle, which allowed him to escape by chance.

Shen Qing didn't stay too long, after confirming Yang Zongxian's life and death, he immediately chased after the sword light in the sky.

No matter how serious the injury is, Yang Zongxian is still alive today, and Sikong Yuan has not been able to break through this spiritual formation. Shen Qing doesn't think he can do it at this moment.

Now that she is in the dark and Yang Zongxian is in the light, there will always be opportunities in the future. In comparison, Sikong Yuan is obviously more important.

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It was night in a blink of an eye.

There is no life in the imperial capital, just like the ghost domain, except for the corpses, there are only broken bricks and broken tiles.

click -

Accompanied by a crisp crack, the spirit array covering the center of the imperial capital turned into bits of spiritual light and dispersed, disappearing into nothingness.

This is the last means of protection of Yang's lineage. It can only be activated once. Once activated, it will last until the aura is exhausted. The secret realm that supplies energy for the spirit array will also be completely damaged and cannot be repaired.

But no matter what the loss, Yang Zongxian survived after all. He sat quietly cross-legged in the Qiuxu, his face was pale, the wound on his neck was glued together, and the bleeding had stopped.

boom -

There was a muffled sound from the depths of the palace, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi walked out of the underground palace slowly.

He first went to the place where the two old ghosts in the Gangsha Realm died, and took out their hearts and blood with a jade bottle, and after searching, he came to Yang Zongxian's side and dropped a few things.

A broken token, a small flag, and a bronze fan all have spirit patterns carved on them, all of which are magic weapons.

Among them, only the small flag was intact, the bronze fan was cracked, leaving a sword mark, obviously injured by Sikong Yuan's sword energy.

"The remnants of heaven..."

Yang Zongxian opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the broken token, twitched the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "For more than three thousand years, these dogs are still alive."

"National teacher, what is the result of the deduction now?"

Yang Zongxian closed his eyes and his voice was hoarse.

"This time, His Majesty has survived the killing and calamity, at least it has extended his life for a few years."

This round of siege, the Taoist in Tsing Yi had already known it through mathematical deduction, and informed Yang Zongxian of the warning in advance. Although the last hole card was wasted, Yang Zongxian survived after all.

"Recently, there have been frequent changes in the astrology. This kind of situation has never happened in the ancient history of Great Xia."

The Taoist in Tsing Yi continued to speak, he was out of danger at this moment, his face was still dignified, there was an uncontrollable shock in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"A few stars suddenly disappeared..."

The changes in the astrology represented that there would be great changes in the world, but the astrology changed one after another, and some stars even disappeared. This was too abnormal, and he couldn't understand it.

"The stars disappear?"

Yang Zongxian opened his eyes slightly, looked at the sea of ​​stars in the sky, and frowned slightly: "According to the Taizu's handwriting, in the ancient practice era, the descendants of the true gods did have the ability to pick up the stars and take the moon, maybe there is still such a powerful existence in the outer world." , destroyed a few stars."

"This……"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi was speechless for a while, the secret technique he learned was based on the trajectory of the stars to deduce good and bad luck, as well as some general trends in the world, and the deduced results were somewhat general.

Now that the stars have disappeared, his deduction skills will also be affected to some extent.

Moreover, he always felt that the phenomenon of stars disappearing was an ominous sign.

"Don't worry too much about it."

Yang Zongxian didn't have many worries, raised his head slightly, his deep eyes reflected Luo Tian's starry sky, and said softly:

"Taizu once said that the starlight we see in our eyes may have been left a long time ago. These stars may have been shattered a long time ago, but we only found out today."

"Your Majesty, what are your plans next?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi stopped worrying about the disappearance of the stars, and said: "Later, I will use the blood essence of these two people to prepare a panacea for His Majesty, and your recovery should be faster."

rustling—

Before the words fell, there was a sound of flapping wings in the air, and more than a dozen pigeons descended from the sky one after another. Looking at the hills and ruins with nowhere to stay, they seemed a little at a loss and kept circling at low altitude.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi beckoned and led the pigeon down.

"It's a playlist from gods from all continents."

After reading all the letters one by one, the Taoist in Tsing Yi trembled at his fingertips and took a deep breath: "The man and the devil traveled to five continents one after another, killing countless people. According to general estimates, the number of casualties is probably over one million."

One million casualties, this is an extremely astonishing number, enough to bleed and float, and the bones are broken.

Hearing this, Yang Xianzong's palms tightened slightly, his eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice: "Human monsters are human monsters after all, but they are just wearing human skin. I only regret that I didn't directly invite the anode sword to kill this beast on the spot. Today's catastrophe."

After regaining his senses, Yang Zongxian asked in a deep voice, "Where did he go?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi looked through the letter carefully again. When the gods saw humans and demons, they would report them immediately. From the dryness and wetness of the ink stains, they could roughly judge Sikong Yuan's action trajectory.

"He tossed and turned, his whereabouts were erratic, and he should be heading towards the barren island at this moment."

After a while, Taoist Tsing Yi had an answer.

"He's on the verge of madness, he's unconscious, he can't last long after burning his essence and blood, and he's going to be sent to all over the world to arrest him, follow him, and when he's exhausted, wait for the opportunity to get his head back!"

Yang Zongxian made a decision immediately, and said slowly: "If you die, you will see the corpse!"

Last time, the reason why Sikong Yuan survived was because Shen Lie concealed it and never saw his bones, which caused such a catastrophe.

He will not make the same mistake a second time.

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barren island.

In the vast desert, a blood-colored sword light tore through the morning sun and crossed the sky.

A hundred miles away, a black-clothed figure ran across the desert and fell far behind.

Shen Qing's complexion was slightly pale, and she felt the dull pain in her meridian, she dialed back the sundial again, bringing her state back to its peak, and continued to keep up.

Jian Guang's speed was astonishing, if there was no sundial, she would not be able to keep up with Si Kongyuan's footsteps.

hum-

There was a roar in the void, and another continuous rain of swords fell from the sky.

After a while, Shen Qing ran for hundreds of miles and entered a small city. The city was full of mourners, and all sights were mutilated corpses.

She didn't stop, just crossed and chased after Sikong Yuan.

While running, she was inevitably stained with blood, and lines of information entered her mind.

[Race: Silver Bone Snake Clan]

[Cultivation: Middle Stage of First Realm]

[Status: Death]

[Race: Cold Gold Beast Race]

[Fixed: not entered the country]

[Status: Death]

[Race: Golden Dragon Clan]

[Cultivation: Early stage of the second realm]

[Status: Death]

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Following along the way, Shen Qing has almost been witnessing this monstrous killing, and she has vaguely discovered some hidden patterns.

Countless people died at the hands of Sikong Yuan, even the infant who was still in his infancy was never spared.

But he didn't kill everyone, but selectively killed. Many people survived, even intact, without any harm.

The target chosen by Sikong Yuan has nothing to do with his identity or age, but with his blood.

Along the way, the word human race never appeared in Shen Qing's mind.

Shen Qing had obtained Sikong Yuan's blood essence, and she clearly knew that the blood in Sikong Yuan's body, the Demon Slayer True Monarch, was undoubtedly of the human race.

Killing so many people along the way, but avoiding the human race, inevitably made Shen Qing have a guess.

It's not just Sikong Yuan, the reason why all the monsters became unconscious after awakening, and even started killing people like crazy, is very likely because in their eyes, they didn't kill the same kind.

In the blood of the same origin, there may be a sense.

However, this is just Shen Qing's guess, which cannot be confirmed yet.

In the blink of an eye, after chasing for another half a day, at noon, the sword light above the sky finally stopped, like a goshawk with its wings broken, falling from the sky.

Shen Qing's steps stopped, and her speed was a little faster, and she hurried towards the place where Sikong Yuan fell.

Since yesterday, Sikong Yuan has been running for nearly twelve hours. Presumably, the effect of the Burial Soul Pill may have taken effect.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Qing had already rushed to Sikong Yuan not far away, she was not in a hurry to approach, she stood a few miles away, observing Sikong Yuan's state.

If he approached rashly, and Sikong Yuan suddenly raised his hand to her, she might not be able to resist it.

True Monarch Slaying Demons always kills people with a sword. Shen Qing is a little unsure if his head is cut off in an instant, will he still have the reaction time to move the sundial.

Sikong Yuan sat cross-legged in the desert, motionless. After waiting for a while, Shen Qing slowly leaned forward.

"For those who are not of my race, their hearts must be different... Slaying demons..."

Sikong Yuan's expression was a little dazed, and he kept repeating the word "slaying demons".

Sensing Shen Qing approaching, he raised his head, his eyes were empty.

"Shen Qing?"

"Senior." Shen Qing bowed.

Seeing Shen Qing, the light in Sikong Yuan's eyes changed, and there was some excitement. After hearing the word senior, his eyes became extremely strange, with doubts, hesitation, and a little dim. Finally, he smiled slightly:
"Senior? I still think you have something special, after all..."

There was a bit of astringency in the smile, before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Shen Qing was a little puzzled about the meaning of his words, and after waiting for a long while, he leaned over cautiously.

Stretching out her hand to feel her veins, Shen Qing's eyes were dimmed, her blood was dry and her internal organs were torn apart. It was not easy to survive to this point. With such a crippled body, Sikong Yuan had to endure pain beyond imagination.

When she regained her senses, Shen Qing was about to collect the corpse, when suddenly her eyes focused and she turned her head to look. At the end of the desert, more than a dozen black shadows approached rapidly from a distance. The red internal force, the aura can be seen at a glance, and he has already entered the realm of a great master.

This place is already thousands of miles away in the desert, and there are few people around. These people came here suddenly, with a cloud of masters, what is the purpose, it is obvious.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen black shadows approached, seeing the clothes of these people clearly, a gleam of coldness flashed across Shen Qing's eyes.

Purple face and silver waist, Great Xia God Detective Division!

Shen Qing got up and stood in front of Sikong Yuan.

The behavior of the God Detective Division was as straightforward as ever. After approaching, he realized that Sikong Yuan was dead, so he directly chose to attack without the slightest hesitation.

The two leading masters were more than ten zhang apart, and they drew their weapons, and with one knife and one sword, they slashed through the air with sword light and sword aura, and attacked and killed them.

Shen Qing let out a breath of turbid air, arched his back slightly, and drew his sword from the void like a tiger crouching down.

"withdraw!"

Seeing the long knife that suddenly appeared, the two great masters instantly sensed something was wrong, their hearts were broken, they stopped their forward steps, screamed sharply, and retreated without hesitation.

Before the words fell, the long knife in Shen Qing's hand had already been chopped off, and the light was as cold as snow.

(End of this chapter)