The Emperor Reigns Them All

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When Li Yan walked to the door, he paused, then turned around and trot back, his look was a little awkward: "Jinggu was so handsome, but he forgot to walk through their storage bags. It was a sin ... . "

Fortunately, Yang Fengzhi had already lost his breath, and Wei Yu had already died during the rain. However, no one found Li Zheng's embarrassment, which made him feel at ease. After taking off the storage bags of the two, Li Min carefully examined it.

Yang Fengzhi's magic weapon is enough, and there are several pieces of middle grade. His white cricket is even better, but it has been cut off by Lu Gujian and cannot be used.

In Wei Yu, his net worth should be one level higher. In addition to a dozen days of top-notch magic, there are two top-grade magic that are not damaged. Such gains made Li Yan satisfied. Even if Lu Gujian does not need to devour the magic weapon in the future, taking the magic weapon back to arm the monk team is a great improvement in strength.

Gathering the storage bags, Li Min walked out of Taiji Hall and looked down at Yuantian with his hand at the door. I do n’t know how big this mystery is. The island in the lake is only a small part of it, but since getting the picture scroll, Li Zhi has no intention to continue exploring.

He took out the scroll and unfolded slowly.

There is nothing special about the content of the ink painting, that is, the mystery at the moment. From this perspective, the mystery is vast and far-reaching, and the place where Li Zhi walked by is nothing at all. When Li Min unfolded the scroll, a streamer flew out from the center of the scroll and went straight into Li Lin's heart.

In Li Zhi's consciousness, the two heavenly scrolls floated to each other without disturbing each other, which made him feel weird. He thought that the same was a natural picture, even if they didn't merge with each other, there would be some kind of link. Now it doesn't look like this.

When the streamer didn't enter the eyebrows, the heavenly scroll entity in the hand disappeared like smoke, and the scenery in front of Li Yan's eyes changed for a while, and then he returned to the two seal mountains.

The appearances of Huang Fuyu and Wanli in the Ming Dynasty remained the same, without any change, and the secret world of heaven has not affected them at all.

The first thing after Li Yan came out was to send a message to the Peng Demon King: "Da Sheng, what's going on outside, how long has time passed?"

"It has been twenty days since you entered the mysterious land, and the demon territory is naturally a pot of porridge."

The voice of the Peng Demon revealed a bit of anxiety and anxiety, and Li Ye didn't even have to imagine him scratching his ears. Speaking of which the Peng Demon has been with Li Xun for a long time in the Seven Holy Mountains, as the great holy demon, he could not participate in the fierce fighting outside, and he would indeed feel frizzy.

The Peng Demon continued: "The mortal soldiers did not attack your territory. Although the monsters we sent out have paid a lot of casualties, they have finally approached Ling Yundu and will soon reach Pinglu. You need not worry too much. . "

Li Min breathed a sigh of relief. "Listening to Dasheng's tone is quite heavy. What's the bad news?"

The Peng Mo Wang hesitated for a moment and said, "We have been standing for so long in the face of the beast tide attack. The offensive of the beast is not as strong as it was at the beginning. The battle situation in all the big cities has stabilized, and we have not continued to lose the ground. Assaulted Zhenjiang City, intending to break through and directly attack the Seven Holy Mountains. The monks we sent to the rescue were ambushed halfway and suffered heavy losses. They could no longer provide Zhenjiang City with effective support for a while, and they could only see themselves ... .... "

Li Yan frowned slightly: "Listen to what you mean, the onslaught of immortals and ferocious beasts on Zhenjiang City is not just as simple as threatening the Seven Holy Mountains."

The Peng Mo Wang sighed: "Your team is in Zhenjiang City, and the county master is also."

Li Yan was silent.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, the Peng Demon tried to persuade him: "You can rest assured that even if the town is lost, the county master will be fine. The king of monkeys will be optimistic about her ... Big deal, I'm not here I'm guarding you and rushing over if necessary, but I can still bring her out. "

Li Yan still didn't speak.

Wu You will be fine. Of course, Li Yan has let go of most of his heart, but what about other people? Yoda 枭 should be fine. But that monk's team was managed by him, so losing it will have a great impact on the future.

Moreover, after getting along all the way, he had good feelings with many of these monks, such as the boss lady and Qi Potian.

Li Xun took out Lu Gujian and gazed at the seal rune on the mountains of Wanyu, slowly lifted off, and struck the seal with enough strength.

This sword, which combines the power of the dragon's power, the power of the people's fortune, the power of the emperor's way, and the power of the yin and yang avenue, has a sword strength of more than a thousand feet.

The waves of Reiki reverberated in the explosive sound of firecrackers, spreading over a range of thousands of feet, and the Reiki tide flooded a small half of the mountain.

However, when the light disappeared, the two seal runes remained as they were, and were not half damaged.

Li Yan's eyes sank a bit.

He mobilized all the forces that could be dispatched, brought together his lifelong insights and avenues, and cut a sword again to the seal rune.

Then the third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword ...

After a hundred swords, the seal rune was still intact, and even the mountain body never flew sand and stones, as if the sword gas was just a breeze, and it could not cause any damage to them.

Li Min stopped.

Not because there is no way to take them, but because after the hundred swords passed, he found some clues.

He was half-sounding with a condensed feeling, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he slowly lifted Lu Gujian, and once again cut off a thousand swords.

This time, the mountain shook, the sand flew away, and the aura of light arose, leaving a sword mark on the seal rune.

Although the damage to Gaoshan and Fuyu is still far from being destroyed, it means that Lizhi has made substantial progress in their attack.

Li Yan's eyes brightened.

Only then did he use the power of truth and truth.

However, because he has not fully understood the truth and reality, his power is extraordinary. It is far less powerful than the "Yin and Yang Road Map" he used after leaving the first heavenly mystery.

From the yin and yang, the truth and the truth, Li Zhi also has a little understanding of the Fu Zhi.

Not only the way of Fuyu, but also the way of formation.

Li Zhi doesn't know how to use runes and formations, but his level is still basically at the level before crossing, and there is still a long way to go before Da Luo Jinxian.

If you want to increase the level of runes and matrix formations to a level comparable to that of Da Luo Jinxian, let's not say that one year and ten years, and you can't do it for centuries and thousands of years, and you can't rely on this seal Fu Fu.

But he did not just chop the seal rune.

Li Xun was lost in thought, and began to mobilize the new heavenly picture of the eyebrows, realizing the power in it, and then trying to mobilize the power in it.

For the first time out of Tiandao Secret, Li Zhi obtained such sharp weapons as Tianjian and Tiandun, but this time coming out of Tiandao Secret, he has not received the gift of Tiandao except for the scroll of Tianji.

This is clearly inconsistent with the previous situation.

Did n’t Tiandao give it, or did Li Yan fail to realize it?

He thought it was the latter.

The reason for not realizing it in time may be that the power of the gift of the heavens this time is not as simple and rude as the swords and shields of the sky. In other words, it may not be a tangible force.

Li Yan now has to find this power.

...

On the 21st, Zhenjiang City.

There is no end to endless battles.

When another wave of beasts poured into the city from outside the city, the broken city shuddered again, and the ordinary monk monk standing in the street couldn't help turning his face pale, and the roar of the beast was as fierce and usual as ever Psychic.

In front of Juxing Tower on Luoxin Street, blood-stained Qi Potianqi stood up with a long sword, staring at the beast that swept through the waves, and Shen Sheng said to the monks behind him: "Stand up, ready to fight! "

The so-called Luoxin Street, today, is just a passageway in the ruins. The courtyard walls and houses on both sides have been razed to the ground, and piles of rocks and horizontal trees are walking in disorder. In the middle there were a large number of horrible beasts that could not be removed at all.

The street surface is no longer level, there are potholes everywhere, masonry has been destroyed by surgery, and most of the depressions have accumulated the blood of Bantan or Mantan. The pungent fishy smell is particularly uncomfortable.

Even the Juxinglou is just a big pile of ruins.

Around Juxinglou, more than 300 monsters of various colors stood up one after another, and nearly half gathered near Qi Potian. This is the intersection of Luoxin Street, and it will also be the place where the most beasts hit.

The black beast of the beast rushed to see the end without a glance, and rushed to Luoxin Street to say a few hundred, led by several flying immortals. Compared with the miserable Qi Potian, these immortals, even if they do n’t have the Xuanhuangzhen demon symbol, obviously belong to the new force, the white robes are spotless, and they look personable.

"Darkness, you are dead, why do you still fight fearlessly? Kneel down and surrender to us, we will spare you a life, so that you can continue to live here in the future!" , Said coldly overlooking Qi Potian.

Qi Potian blew his teeth, he laughed at himself and murmured: "Unexpectedly, the **** battles so far have killed countless enemies, still have to be looked down on by these immortal dogs. Damn, when will Qi Qitian be immune from How slow are others' words and deeds, and everyone respects wherever they go? "

Li Jian, who lost half of his hand, chuckled beside him, with a light tone: "We are monsters, why do fairies look good? Just like people, they don't care if they are worthy of being watched by dogs. We look down on us On your own, that's enough. "

Qi Potian turned to look at Li Jian, the other person's face was pale and his breath had dropped more than a little bit compared with the peak period. But he seemed calm and unsure as if he didn't know what the battle was about to him.

When Qi Qitian's eyes were touched, Li Jian smiled again: "Don't look at me like this, I know I may not survive this battle. What about it, the team of 5,000 or 6,000 people was still standing, Even half are gone. Other demons can fight to death, and I will die too. It's no big deal. "

Qi broke into silence.

At half a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Yes, you are right. Death is normal after the war has ended."

Qi Potian retracted his eyes, and his expression was beyond words. He stared at the immortals and fierce beasts who had been flying slowly to his eyes, taking a deep breath.

Then he lifted the sword and pointed directly at the man, screaming loudly: "I, Qi Potian, His Majesty King Anthony, the famous Blackrock Ridge butcher, the killing hand senior elder, you are ready to die under my sword Yet?!"

"Look for death!" Screamed angrily for the head of the fairy, suddenly raised the speed to the extreme, and flew over to Qi Potianfei, who was cut off with a sword in midair.

The other party is Tian Wonderland, but Qi Po Tian is not afraid. He is preparing to meet him, but Li Jian has rushed out first. "This Tian Wonderland is mine, you should go to find Wonderland!"

Qi Datian was furious: "You jerk, still look down on me!"

Having said that, Qi Potian did not compete with Li Jian and greeted a fairyland fairyland.

In fact, whether it is Li Jian or Qi Potian, in their current state, they have little chance of winning against monks in the same situation. But they had no choice, because there were only more than 300 monks behind them, and the beast had hundreds.

The tragic assassination not only unfolded in Luoxin Street and the ruins on both sides of it, but any battle zone guarded by the demon was caught in a **** battle at about the same time.

It didn't take long for Qi Potian to meet his opponent, and he was injured by the opponent. He hit the opponent's palm, suddenly fell from the air, and crashed into the ruins of Juxinglou.

"Unbearable." The fairy shook her hand and snorted disdainfully. As a fairyland, he did not take any effort to defeat Qi Potian at this time, which made him quite contented.

He was very confident in his palm, which was the one that united his life, and the fellow monk was bound to be seriously injured. Qi Potian was already weak and weak, and was unable to get up from the rubble at this moment.

The fairy looked at the ruins for the last time, and he was about to shoot at other demons, but he suddenly looked a little surprised, his eyes were surprised, and his body stopped.

In the pervasive smoke, a stingy figure stepped out step by step and saw that the action was quite difficult, but he was still staring at the immortal with imposing momentum.

When the immortal was surprised, feeling Qi Potian's momentum and will, he immediately became angry and anger. He flew out again and slammed into Qi Potian: "Unknown little soldier, but also want to change his life against the sky ?!"

The gray-faced and earth-faced Qi Potian lifted his head, and there was blood overflowing from the nose, mouth, and ears, but his gaze was still fierce and firm. He said wordlessly: "What a nameless little pawn, I am Qi Qitian, An Wang's confidant, famous Blackrock Ridge Butcher! "

His words turned into a hissing growl at the back, and the sword in his hand slid across a beautiful arc, picking down the fairy! He concentrated all his limited power on the sword, so he let go of his defense and opened his empty door wide.

The fairy pressed his palm against Qi Potian's shoulder. This time, Qi Potian was like a short-line kite, vomiting blood and flying out, smashing a large pit in the ruins. The immortal right rib was also cut into a huge mouth, blood spewed.

The fairy was furious.

He was scared at the last minute of the rivalry. Qi Potian's sword could have cut his body directly from the right rib, but he avoided it at the last moment, so he was only injured, but he could only hit the palm of Qi Potian's forehead and could only hit Qi Qitian shoulders.

The fairy took an elixir, covered her bleeding ribs, flew into the ruins, and opened the waste rock horizontally. He smashed the dead fish like a sky out of the big pit, and finally twisted the other's hand with one hand. Neck, holding him high.

The immortal's expression was fierce, his eyes were fierce, and he flinched at the time of life and death. However, he was still unavoidably traumatized and made him extremely disappointed in himself. His frustration and low self-esteem all turned into anger at this moment. He urgently needed to crush Qi Dian's dignity to find his confidence and superiority.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You waste, do you think you can win me if you don't die? Waste is only waste! After all, you gangsters of evildoers will be stepped on by our immortals. The victory and defeat of 10,000 years ago determines this. One point! No matter who you trust now, no matter how unwilling you are, you will never be able to change this result, you know what? You shit! "

The immortal's aura continued to pour from his palm into his throat, Qi Qitian's breathing was difficult, his face changed from blue to purple, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of this big iron-like hand.

Seeing Qi Potian struggling hard and not being able to help himself, the fairy's heart was so fast that he couldn't help laughing out loud and deliberately slowed down the reiki's damage speed, just to appreciate the other's dying struggle.

Qi Potian said, "I ... not ..."

"What are you not?" The fairy asked scornfully.

"Not ... waste!" Qi Potian suddenly growled.

After a while, the fairy felt the extreme danger, and he quickly let go of Qi Qitian and pulled back. But late, with the completion of Qi Potian's secret fingertips, a flying sword flew out of his sleeve, pierced his neck through the fairy's head, and cut his skull.

"You ... find death!" When the fairy felt the abnormality behind her head, she tried her best to slam it into Qi Potian's chest.

With a dull sound, Qi Potian flew out again and fell into the rubble. The immortal's headless body also sprayed down with a fountain of blood, and his head fell aside. He was staring with glaring eyes before death.

Qi Potian sat down in the rubble, crooked his head, and couldn't move his fingers. His mouth continued to pour blood, and his shoulders and front **** were wet. However, he looked at the fairy's body and moved the corners of his mouth to draw a smile, which was extremely proud.

The fighting did not stop there, and the fairy and beast attack on Luoxin Street continued. Falling in the ruins, if the breath of Qi Qi was absent, no one noticed him anymore, even the nearby beasts were too lazy to look at him only when he was dead.

At the end of the battle, the demon was severely injured and wounded, and sporadic beasts broke through the line of defense and rushed behind the Juxinglou.

A fiery wolf king ran through the ruins, but was stunted halfway. He looked back puzzledly, and found that his hind legs were being grasped by a blood-stained hand. No matter how hard it was, he couldn't shake it. The master of the hand, still sitting and lying in the rubble at the moment, had no strength to stand up.

The fire wolf king touched the opponent's gaze, which was a pair of vitality, but still firm eyes.

"I promised the county lord, no ... there will be a fierce beast, able to cross Luoxin Street!" Qi Peitian stared at the Wolverine King, and in his hazy and fuzzy vision, only the counterpart's furry Legs.

The fire wolf king was furious, and turned back to Qi Potian.

Both sides scuffled and bite together.

After a while, Qi Potian staggered up from the rubble. He had blood on his mouth, and lying on his feet was the Golden Wolverine whose neck was bitten. He still had a pinch of hair hanging on the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't even think of vomiting.

One vicious beast rushed to the vicinity of Juxinglou.

Qi Potian's binocular scarlet, dragging his sword, striding his stride, greeted the fierce beasts step by step. His sight had been confused, and it was difficult to even see the shape of the beast, but he was still moving forward, and his mouth was still subconsciously whispering, "I, Qi Qitian, Your Majesty King ... Black Stone Ridge Butcher ... "

One fierce beast fell upon him, biting him. But he stood up again and again and walked towards the beasts that rushed over. His shirt was gradually shattered, and scratches were visible deep into the bones. Thick blood kept flowing, and blood under his feet formed a beach.

He lowered his head and limped forward, but stared, saying, "I, Qi Potian ... will not let any ferocious beast ..."

Another ferocious animal threw him to the ground. He fell into a pool of blood this time and never got up again.

The battle was finally over.

The monk team once again repelled the offensive of the beast.

Watching the fierce beast retreating like a tide, Li Jian couldn't hold it anymore, and half-knelt and panted. He looked around for a few moments and found that there were fewer than a hundred monks still standing on Luoxin Street.

He didn't see Qi Potian.

By the time he found Qi Potian, his counterpart was already pale.

He panicked Qi Potian in order to take the elixir, and used Reiki to heal the other side, but with little effect, but he did not give up, and kept working hard.

He was getting more and more anxious, and began to sobb, his nose shed blood, and his voice brought a crying voice, "Open your eyes, you bastard! I have long seen you displeased, I have long wanted to teach you. The guy who likes to talk big and brag ... you open your eyes quickly, get up and say that you are Qi Potian and Heishiling Butcher! "

Finally, Qi Potian woke up like a dream and sat upright. He stared at the bronze bell-like eyes, staring at the nothingness in front of him, screaming suddenly in his mouth: "I, Qi Potian, King Confidant, the famous Blackstone Ridge Butcher ..."

Without waiting for the sword to make a surprise, Qi Potian, after saying this, suddenly spit out blood, and fell straight.

Li Jianzheng was there, walking in the ruins where the corpse was running all over the place, and he was not moving for a long time, like a statue.

Qi Po's vitality was cut off, and there was no breath.