my universal tinder

Chapter 432
My surname is Qin, and I am the ninth eldest in my family. You can call me Qin Jiu!

In the imperial capital, among the marketplaces, the corner of the man's mouth slightly raised, revealing a warm smile.

Wang Qiong's heart was shocked, and he vaguely guessed the identity of this man.

"Emperor Qin!?"

At the moment when his thought just came up, in the intercepted imprint of time, the man turned around to look at Wang Qiong, made a silent gesture at the same time, and his smile became extremely strange.

"He...he can see me?" Wang Qiong couldn't help being moved, and subconsciously took a step back.

Isn't this the imprint of time intercepted by "The Last Dharma Scripture"?
Right now, during this period of time, Qin Huang seems to have straddled time and space, affecting reality from nothingness.

Wang Qiong couldn't help shaking his head, somewhat incomprehensible.

click...

Suddenly, the imprint shattered, the light and shadow disappeared, and time flowed like a river again.

rumbling...

The divine thunder rolled, roaring like a dragon, splitting the sky.

Above the waves of the raging sea, three figures stood, looking at the sky.

The dark clouds came across, as if they were going to swallow each other with the sea surface, and a figure stood proudly under the endless thunder.

The man seemed to be in a cloud of anger, confused and unable to spy on him.

"This is the strength of the Twelve Thrones!?" The man whispered, every word contained vast power, which aroused the resonance of heaven and earth.

"Black blade, big sword, woodcutter... your strength has reached the peak, unfortunately, you still can't hurt me in the slightest. If you spread the word, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of the Twelve Thrones."

"It's him?"

Wang Qiong's face suddenly changed, that woodcutter was the one selling his tobacco in the wasteland.

He didn't expect that this person turned out to be one of the Twelve Thrones, as famous as the Black Blade and the Great Sword, and had fought together and encountered great enemies.

"There are still such masters in the Guangming Palace!" Da Jian's eyes were silent, and he said solemnly.

The sword energy around him surged endlessly, like a mighty river, shattering the void, and the terrifying power covered thousands of miles, but it couldn't get close to the man.

"Dajian, your power has the shadow of the ancient sword sect, but you have found a different way, and you are in your own line. You are really evil."

The man pointed to Jiangshan, smiled slightly, ripples appeared all over his body, and crushed the nearby sword light to pieces.

"Sure enough!" The woodcutter narrowed his eyes slightly, stroking the ax in his hand.

Immediately, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and above the sky, the sun and the moon all disappeared.

"The intention of opening the sky!?" The man said lightly.

Before he finished speaking, a boundless light bloomed behind him, illuminating the world and covering the ocean.

Under this light, the heavens and the earth heal and repeat the clarity.

The two breaths collided in the depths of the void, and were annihilated immediately.

The woodcutter looked solemn, and a faint crack appeared on the axe.

"The great enemy standing before the Twelve Thrones!" Black Blade whispered.

Twelve thrones, overlooking the world, at this time they have achieved supernatural powers, any one of them is a figure who dominates the world.

This person is unknown, and he can actually block the way of the three of them.

hum...

The black sword light soared into the sky, shattering Yin and Yang, and cutting off everything.

"Abandon everything, you are the strongest blade, the weapon that cuts off the shackles of fate... It is worthy of the Twelve Thrones... It's a pity that the torrent of fate repeats itself, and no one can escape..."

The man whispered, pointed out, and the ripples were annihilated together with the black blade light, turning into nothingness.

At this moment, Wang Qiong's eyes were shocked.

He once heard the donkey master and Li Chunfeng mention that in that era, there was a master who was born in the Guangming Palace and attacked the Twelve Thrones. Now it seems that it must be this person.

Moreover, the degree of terror of this person simply surpassed Wang Qiong's imagination, facing the three members of the Twelve Thrones, he was not at a disadvantage.

"It's a great enemy!" The woodcutter squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Even so, he was still calm and calm, without any disturbance.

"You are very strong, but if you want to defeat me, you have to combine the strength of five people!" The man smiled slightly.

"The most important thing is that once my companions come, you will all die here."

"Fuck!" Wang Qiong couldn't help but praise.

This person is of such a high character that he has never seen him in his life.

Looking at the current world, in the face of the three Twelve Thrones, who dared to kill lightly, I am afraid that apart from him, there will be no other person.

"It turns out that the master of the Shenquan Mountain Council was found by you!" Black Blade shouted in a deep voice.

"He trapped the Dragon King and dragged down the Calamity Star. How many people are available in the Twelve Thrones now?" The man seemed to be in control of everything, and his words revealed supreme confidence.

"When he comes, the Twelve Thrones will be removed!"

"Tsk tsk, you probably forgot, the secrets of the heavens count the heavens and the earth, how could this calamity not be counted!?"

At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter came, revealing three points of contempt and seven points of ridicule.

Everyone followed the prestige, even Wang Qiong couldn't help but look over.

Above the raging sea, a man stepped forward like walking on flat ground.

"Emperor Qin!"

"Jiuding!" Above the sky, the proud figure called out a name.

"What?" Wang Qiong changed color slightly.

The code name of Emperor Qin in the era of the Twelve Thrones was actually called Jiuding! ?
This is exactly the same as the name of the organization that the traversers want to create!
Is this a coincidence?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Wang Qiong's mind. He only felt that it was a mess, and he felt that Emperor Qin and the time traveler must have some kind of wonderful connection.

"You escaped!?" Hong Yin rolled over above the sky, revealing a trace of surprise.

"The true king sequence is divided into nine, the seventh sequence is only, do you think you can trap me?"

Qin Huang smiled lightly, and as he spoke, he stood in front of the black blade, the great sword, and the woodcutter.

"Dao Wuyi, do you pretend that I don't know who you are?"

With just one sentence, the expression of the man above the sky changed. His eyes were deep and cold.

"As expected of the Qin royal family, others will think you are a fool. I am afraid no one will know that you are one of the twelve thrones."

Before the words fell, the black blade, the big sword, and the woodcutter were all moved.

The Twelve Thrones are extremely secretive, and no one knows their true identities except each other.

The master of the Guangming Temple in front of him actually knew the identity of Jiuding! ?
Just a face to face, Qin Huang and this man named Dao Wuyi confronted each other, and the fighting spirit rose between words.

rumbling...

Suddenly, Dao Wuyi moved, and his body turned into light, like a great sun hanging in the sky, covering the world.

Under this boundless light, ten thousand paths are in turmoil, and even Tinder can't help but want to return and merge into that light.

This is the awn of the sky, the flower of the Dao, the chaotic universe, and this is the only one.

"The Hall of Light is really unfathomable!" Hei Ren whispered.

hum...

At this moment, Qin Huang stepped forward with a calm expression, neither sad nor happy.

"Mythical epic!" Qin Huang whispered.

In an instant, there seemed to be an ancient book ascending behind him, containing the power of immortality.

"Is this Qin Huang's ability?" Wang Qiong was shocked and his eyes widened.

In today's world, there are really few people who are lucky enough to see Emperor Qin's abilities, especially those who are still alive.

"Yi shot nine days!"

The ancient book trembled, and the pages were tossed like lightning. A figure flew out of it and merged with Emperor Qin. In an instant, nine divine lights shot up into the sky, like the wrath of gods, bursting into the sky.

rumbling...

The flames burst into flames, burning the sky, and the raging sea water boiled up, turning into white mist and covering the ocean.

The sky and the earth were instantly filled with white hot light.

Wang Qiong squeezed his eyes tightly, only to feel that there were countless sharp knives piercing through, which was extremely painful.

"This kind of power is too terrifying!" Wang Qiong was shocked.

It is just a mark, but it can really affect reality and cause harm to him, which is unimaginable.

The devastating scene seemed to be frozen in his mind, repeated over and over again, and baptized over and over again.

Wang Qiong's body, true energy, and even the fire seemed to be continuously tempered and sublimated.

hum...

At this moment, his physical body is like heaven and earth, and the black fire and natal fire are like the sun and the moon. Under the impact of the world-shattering vision, they are changing with each passing day and constantly changing.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Qiong's aura surged, and the original limit seemed to be raised again.

Such imprints are extremely precious, no less than enlightenment, the unity of heaven and man.

Whether it is the intent of the black blade sword, the image of destroying the world, or the traces of the growth of these powerful people, it is enough for Wang Qiong to comprehend and refine.

Especially the first two are enough to help him cultivate the Nine God Forms and comprehend the way of fusion.

"The Palace of Light is really unfathomable, and there is such a master hidden there." Wang Qiong murmured softly after waking up from the imprint of time.

Compared with the improvement of strength, he cared more about that master named Dao Wuyi, who actually attacked the Twelve Thrones across the board, did not lose the wind in the face of the three masters, and finally faced Qin Huang head-on.

"I really underestimated the Palace of Light!" Wang Qiong muttered to himself.

Originally, he thought that the Twelve Thrones were invincible in this world, which was already the ceiling of this era, but now it seems that this is not the case, at least someone can check and balance.

There is one hidden in the Hall of Light, which can be called absolutely terrifying.Moreover, judging from the conversation between the pair of imprints just now, it seems that there is more than one who can check and balance the Twelve Thrones.

The information Wang Qiong obtained from that imprint was more than that.

The Twelve Thrones, what he knows now are Black Blade, Nine Cauldrons (Qin Huang), Great Sword, Woodcutter, Shengang, Sky Crow, Dragon King, Calamity Star, Fierce Tie, Heavenly Mystery and Undead...

"Eleven? Who is the remaining one?" Wang Qiong murmured in his heart.

rumbling...

At this moment, there was a loud thunder, and the entire cave suddenly shook, and stone chips fell one after another.

"It's about to collapse..."

With a movement of Wang Qiong's body, he rushed out of the cave, and in a blink of an eye, he was out of the cave.

Almost at the same moment, the knife-shaped cave collapsed, and finally the ruins and rubble disappeared, sinking into the depths of the earth.

"It's really the law of fate. If you gather, you will exist, and if you disperse, you will perish!" Wang Qiong couldn't help sighing.

This is his fate, and only he can get it. Now when he leaves the cave, everything disappears, like nothing, no one can get it anymore.

"Find a place to retreat!"

This harvest is huge for Wang Qiong, better than his ten years of hard work behind closed doors. The black blade intent and the image of destroying heaven and earth are enough for him to digest the nine gods.

If you are lucky, you might be able to activate the black lotus and imprint the divine form.

"I don't know what other people's gains are!" Wang Qiong suddenly remembered.

He has gained something, and others will naturally not be idle.

As for Ye Mo, he wasn't too worried. He was most concerned about the time traveler and Su Xuanzhen from the Hall of Light.

Of these two people, one was so unpredictable that he couldn't see through it, and the other was a mortal enemy.

This time, Wang Qiong gave Guangming Palace a hard time, and he didn't believe that he would let it go with the way of Guangming Palace, and he didn't have any preparations.

bang bang bang...

At this moment, there was a loud noise, and dust rose not far away, as if something heavy had fallen.

Wang Qiong ran over, but saw a big hole in the ground, and there was a person in the hole.

"Wu Wuji!?"

At this moment, the disciple of the Qianqiu Lord was extremely embarrassed, his body was stained with blood, the armor on his abdomen was torn, and blood was dripping dripping down.

"Brother Wu, are you injured?"

Surprised, Wang Qiong immediately revealed a dignified look, and stretched out his hand to pull Wu Wuji out of the pit.

"Damn it, I didn't expect such a dangerous place to hide." Wu Wuji gritted his teeth.

He spat lightly, spat out the blood in his mouth, and looked excited. It seemed that this injury was nothing to him.

"Who actually shot you?" Wang Qiong couldn't help asking curiously.

It stands to reason that the seven people who entered the "Last Dharma Scripture" this time should all be close to each other. It is difficult for a master like Wu Wuji to seriously injure him unless he makes a sneak attack.

However, at their level, when peers compete with each other, they don't bother to use sneak attacks.

Of course, except for Wang Qiong.

"Monster!" Wu Wuji said with lingering fear.

"Monster!?" Wang Qiong was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong.

This is the "Final Dharma Scripture", how could there be monsters?

"You heard me right." Wu Wuji seemed to see through Wang Qiong's thoughts, and solemnly warned: "There are not only opportunities hidden here, but also great dangers, and those monsters are one of them."

"What kind of monster?" Wang Qiong asked, frowning slightly.

Regarding this point, there is no record in the "East Mystery Record".

"It should be a kind of monster!" Wu Wuji said in a deep voice: "The fighting power is very strong, and the physical body is also extremely tyrannical, which is better than any kind of monster I know. Their bodies are born for fighting. Everywhere It can explode with deadly lethality..."

"In addition, this monster is immune to most of the power of the ability, and its defense is simply abnormal!"

"So tyrannical?" Wang Qiong lost his voice.

The world is fair. It stands to reason that this kind of creature cannot evolve in a normal environment, and it has almost no weaknesses.

"That's not counting!" Wu Wuji shook his head.

"This kind of monster is born with a terrible ability to perceive fire, and within a radius of five hundred miles, it will definitely be smelled by Qi!"

"Damn it!" Wang Qiong couldn't help but spit out his mouth, this is simply a natural predator.

"It's not over yet!"

"That's not enough?" Wang Qiong's eyes widened.

"This monster is a group creature..."

"It's a big trough! You mean as long as it appears, there will be more than one end?"

Wu Wuji nodded: "It's not over yet..."

"You..." Wang Qiong curled his lips, hesitant to speak.

"This kind of monster can devour the true essence of Tinder!"

"..."

Wang Qiong was silent, now he knew where Wu Wuji's injury came from.

"However, if you can kill this monster, it will be of great benefit."

"What's the benefit?" Wang Qiong asked subconsciously.

"Able to gain enlightenment!"

"What?" Wang Qiong was stunned.

(End of this chapter)