Blind son-in-law, his wife is actually the empress

"Let's go together, I'm in a hurry to go home." Qianyuan Sword Master said, simple and domineering, looking down at the six young supremes.

The third prince of the Blood Sea Empire, Mo Wuyi, with delicate features and charming temperament, said calmly:

"Just killing an ant will make you drift away? He dared to fight against six young supremes on his own."

Sun Baisheng, the great general of the Aolai Kingdom, took out a coiling dragon stick and said with high fighting spirit:

"Are you comparable to the son of the immortal god, the top demon of the first generation of the supreme being? I am just thinking about how strong you are, and you will become my whetstone!"

Qianyuan Sword Saint was fearless and walked into the generals' platform first. He turned around and pointed his sword at the young supremes:"Come in and die!"

The six young supremes looked at each other, put aside their pride for the time being, and decided to kill this sword saint of time and space.

Thinking of this, the six young supremes no longer hesitated and entered the generals' platform one after another.

The chief elder of Wuya Tianzong, Duan Wuchou, had a haggard face, a wisp of black air wrapped around his eyebrows, and held three incense sticks in his hands. His voice was low and weak:

"I see that your face is a sign of premature death. Since you are destined not to live forever, I will give you a ride."

"There are three sticks of incense in my hand. The first one is called the incense that burns life. If the incense burns to ashes, the life will end."

"The second one is called soul-sending incense, which opens a bridge between life and death and leads the soul to hell, where it will never be reincarnated."

"The third one is called the Burial God Incense, also known as the Burial God Village. The ancient gods suffered disasters in their later years, leading to the Ragnarok of the Gods, and you will experience the horrible disasters before the gods died."

Duan Wuchou's eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead body, and he said indifferently:"I have lived for three hundred years and am cautious by nature. I have collected these three incense sticks for more than a hundred years, but I have never met an opponent worthy of me. You are honored to make me feel the crisis of death for the first time."

"Three sticks of incense will send you to your afterlife!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned pale with shock and looked at the incense in Duan Wuchiu's hand with horror on their faces.

Qin Fenghuo's expression suddenly changed and he said in a low voice:"Jie Miexiang! How come such forbidden things still exist after disappearing for tens of thousands of years?"

Jiang Canghai swayed and came to Qin Fenghuo's side in an instant, saying:

"Could it be that in the legend, a great evil cultivator sacrificed hundreds of great worlds and used the ashes of the burning worlds to create the three realms of extinguishing incense?!"

Qin Fenghuo's expression became colder and colder, he nodded and said:

"yes!"

"However, the Jie Mie Xiang has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Many disasters in history have been caused by it. I don’t know how many people have used it. Its power has been greatly weakened. It is estimated that it can only be used once.

Qin Fenghuo said flatly:"Not even once!" The queen's life is staked on this battle! A saint cannot afford to make any mistakes! Stop the game immediately."

Qin Fenghuo no longer hesitated, and was about to forcefully terminate the battle, when suddenly a voice message rang in his ears:

"The Qianyuan Sword Master will be fine as long as I am here."

Qin Fenghuo's expression suddenly became extremely exciting. He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Jinluan Palace, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Your Majesty, do you...Take that step?"

During the transmission, General Zhu's voice was trembling, and he could not contain his excitement.

The empress did not respond.

Qin Fenghuo's Adam's apple rolled, his fists clenched, and he stared at Jiang Canghai fiercely, and said:"Did you already know this?! ?"

"Know what?"Jiang Canghai pretended to be stupid and blinked.

"His Majesty! Chaohui realm!"Qin Fenghuo pointed out two key words and was unbearably excited.

Jiang Canghai rolled his eyes and continued to pretend to be stupid:"Sorry, I haven't read the book and can't understand."......

In the audience seats, some old antiques suddenly stood up, their eyes were like lightning, and they locked the incense in Wuchu's hand.

The legend of Jie Miexiang is too old. Only the dead thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise, or the top powers with a long tradition passed down records, and there are only a few words about it.

At this moment, the emergence of Jie Miexiang shocked many giants

"Duan Wuchou's three realm-extinction incense is probably the only one left in the world. It would be a waste of resources to use it against a sea-shaking monk!"An old monster of the Moonlight Realm hidden in the crowd said sadly.

There was also a super giant crocodile who hated the Jin Dynasty, with cold eyes and sneered:

"Although it is a pity, once the World Destroying Incense is released, no matter how talented the Sword Saint Qianyuan is, he will suffer! The Great Jin has lost a top talent, wonderful."

Inside the small world of the Dianjiangtai.

Jian Wentian, Mo Wuyi and others were startled and hurriedly distanced themselves from Duan Wuchou, fearing that they would be affected by the World Destroying Incense.

Wang Zhuo did not move, still standing side by side with Duan Wuchou, carrying the Ten Thousand Purple Stars Map on his back, like a god of luck, and smiled:

"very good! In this case, Qianyuan Sword Master will definitely die.

Duan Wuchou glanced at him and said,"Aren't you afraid?""

Wang Li smiled nonchalantly:"I have great luck and blessings from heaven. As long as you don't directly activate the World-Destroying Fragrance on me, I will be fine."

Hearing this, I cut off my hatred and stopped ink marks. I used the blood of my heart as fire and lit three incense sticks.

Holding three incense sticks, I bowed to the Qianyuan Sword Master.

"With one bow, I bid you the end of your life."

After the words fell, the Qianyuan Sword Master's black hair turned white, his skin instantly wrinkled, his back became rickety, and he suddenly looked old.

He had burned thousands of years of life out of thin air.

"Amazing, there are really countless heroes in the world, they should not be underestimated."Qianyuan Sword Master looked at his withered palms and sighed.

The novel did not mention the fact that Jue Wucheng had three realms of destruction, mainly because in the plot of the novel, the protagonist Long Aotian only defeated seven young supremes, and It did not rise to the level of a life-and-death fight.

In the final analysis, it was the author who forced his wits. When the supporting character met the protagonist, he was willing to fight openly and did not find fault afterward. After this incident, Meng Qingzhou became more determined to survive.

A, one of the few supporting characters mentioned in the book contains three world-destroying incense!

"I bow twice and send your soul back to the Bridge of Purana to ascend to the Hall of Yama."Duan Wuchou bowed again.

Qianyuan Sword Master was shocked and froze on the spot. His whole body was stiff, as if all his souls and souls had disappeared.

Seeing this, the young supremes looked at each other and showed relaxed smiles. Jian

Wentian was so excited that he couldn't hide his smile. He grinned to the back of his ears and said secretly:"Die, die! When you die, I will dissect your body and observe your time and space sword intent. I will inherit you." Everything!"

Qin Fenghuo's eyes widened, and he almost lost control. He directly tore up the barrier of the general world and rushed in to save people.

The spectators were silent, and everyone did not dare to express their anger. They did not blink for fear. Missing a detail

"Is the Sword Saint going to fall?" A sword cultivator who worshipped the Spacetime Sword Saint trembled and said with a sad expression.

Thousands of Dajin sword cultivators were furious and shouted:

"Cheating! Use forbidden things to win without force! The Juggernaut was not defeated, it was you rats who cheated!"

"Your Majesty, please kill them with your own hands and avenge Qianyuan Sword Master!!"

"Revenge, this cannot be tolerated!"

In the Golden Palace,

Dongfang Liuli looked at Meng Qingzhou who was leaning on a cane in the palace and called softly,"Lord Meng?"

Meng Qingzhou was stunned and did not answer.

"Meng Aiqing?!" Dongfang Liuli's tone was a little hurried, and his pupils widened slightly.

Could it be that...Guessed it right! ?

Qianyuan Sword Saint is Meng Qingzhou! ?

The World Destroying Incense was forged by offering sacrifices to hundreds of great worlds and was listed as an ancient taboo object. Needless to say, its power is great.

Even if it is a clone, the World Destroying Incense can trace the origin and kill the original body along the line of cause and effect.

"Meng Qing...Meng Qin!!" Dongfang Liuli slammed the table and shouted.

Meng Qingzhou was so excited that he felt like he was waking up from a dream. He quickly stepped out of the queue and said with cupped hands:"I'm here, I fell asleep just now. I'm sorry."

"Can you fall asleep standing up?"Dongfang Liuli said suspiciously.

The ministers all looked at him with strange eyes. Your apprentice is fighting a strong enemy on the general platform. Now he doesn't know whether he will live or die, but you, the master, fell asleep standing up? Are you too nervous ?...

Dongfang Liuli was getting more and more confused, secretly having a headache:"Am I being too suspicious?"

The power of the World Destroying Incense is beyond doubt. Several catastrophes in history that caused the extinction of billions of lives are enough to prove it.

Meng Qingzhou in front of him looked like he had just woken up, as if nothing had happened, and he was not affected at all.

"Yes, I am gifted and can fall asleep while standing."Meng Qingzhou nodded.

Dongfang Liuli's eyes were deep, but she still had doubts.

The appearance of Qianyuan Sword Saint was too abrupt, and his character was exactly the same as Meng Qingzhou's. The most important thing was that she felt an inexplicable familiarity and intimacy in her heart. She had only felt it in Meng Qingzhou, but Qianyuan Sword Saint also had it....

"Your Majesty, we can’t wait any longer, take action!" Qin Fenghuo said anxiously.

Qianyuan Sword Saint had a head full of white hair, and his hand holding the sword was trembling, and his vitality was fading rapidly.

Dongfang Liuli slowly stood up, thinking to himself:

"That's fine, after you kill them, I will personally take off your mask."