Heavenly Emperor

It can be said that this is a nondescript battle, anyway, for both sides of the battle, there are many puzzles, but it can not reach the level of a lore to kill each other.

It can only be regarded as the initial contact, and the power mode of the two sides still needs to be understood more. Therefore, Zhunti Daoist chose to withdraw, but Xiao Wu did not choose to pursue it.

With a face full of confusion, she fell from a high altitude, holding Tang San's arms sideways and asking Xia Qi, "Why can't the old monk see his movements? It's just the light flying randomly and there seems to be something strange in it."

Xia Qi's two sentences are not clear at all, and can only say: "At his level, Magic Treasures' heart is not difficult to move at will. Even, he basically can't fight melee. Just now, the little fifth sister made him not hold back the movement. It is already considered a victory."

"This is fairy magic spells, right!" Tang San knows more than Xiao Wu, and has already begun to think about the essential difference, which is obviously very interesting to him.

"You can also say the same." Xia Qi opened his mouth and explained it in detail. He couldn't explain the power difference between the two worlds clearly, so he could only explain it from the perspective of his own understanding.

While chatting, the three of them walked towards the north of Dongtian.

...

On the other side of the war, Zhunti Daoist also rushed back to the Zixiao Palace in confusion. As soon as he entered the palace, he saw four curious faces. Yuanshi Tianzun was the first to speak: "How do you feel?"

"Just two words." Zhunti Daoist said without concealing it: "Weird, if you are more detailed, you can't start, but you can generally judge that their aura of body protection should not belong to Magic Treasures."

Then, Zhunti Daoist also explained some details of the battle in detail. After speaking, the few people frowned and thought carefully. After a long time, the Master Tongtian said: "It's a bit like a monster's natal supernatural power."

Zhunti Daoist heard the words and thought carefully, his eyes gradually lit up and said: "It is true, but it is not the case. In short, it is two words, weird."

Yuanshi Tianzun concluded: "Before you don't understand, let's wait and see the changes for the time being! It's just that the kid who got cheaper has been moved back by him for half of the time."

"This is also impossible. I just hope that this kid won't make an attempt to other famous mountains because of this. At that time, he must be stopped anyway." Having said nothing, the quoted Daoist said fiercely.

It can be regarded as an expression of Sage's attitude.

...

An unconventional battle came to an end, and it was considered that the incident was over.

Then, after spending three days, half of the Zhoushan Mountain was also under the gaze of countless onlookers. He walked into the north of the cave and was located next to the palace, towering into the clouds like a sky pillar.

Shang Yang woke up the next day, but just staring at the stone wall whose essence had been drained by the ancient tree was in a daze. He didn't jump into thunder because of hearing that he had been tricked. It was just that after a long time, he sighed quietly. Speaking of leaving, just sitting cross-legged under the stone wall, obviously decided to cultivation here.

On that day, she said: "I don't want to enter the world again in this life, I am willing to protect you Xia Chao until death."

Xia Qi didn't say anything, it's just that, on this day, he also used the identity of the three princes to designate Shang Yang as the national teacher of the Shang Dynasty. Shang Yang also lived on the half-depleted mountain. There was a soft egg beside her, which was not lonely.

This is what Shang Yang is set to do, but there is still some aftermath on the other side.

On the fourth day, Xia Qi got the news that the monster race Dijun and Dijiang were on the second half of the mountain. After seven days and seven nights of bloody battle, the half of the mountain was almost razed to the ground. The flames burned indefinitely. At the same time, there were many ferocious sounds. , Half of the mountain turned into a forbidden place.

But Donghuang and the great demon Baize Lion fought for some reason, until the sun and the moon were gone, and it was difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat. They played tens of thousands of miles all the way, and finally settled the victory or defeat in front of the home of Beiju Luzhou. The great demon Baize Lion was defeated and fled and disappeared. The Chaos Clock of the East Emperor, also called the East Emperor Clock, had forty-nine cracks and it was difficult to repair.

On the second day, the big demon hearse ran out from Luzhou, North Ju, roaring through the world, threatening to chase and kill Baize Lion regardless of the waves.

On this same day, Xia Qi got up, looked at the half-depleted mountain next to his palace in the distance, and turned around and said: "Prepare, prepare, let's go to Beiju Luzhou with great fanfare."

Behind Xia San nodded, that is, on this day, the Shang Dynasty sent a large army, the battle flag fluttered, and marched towards Nanfan Island where the Witch Clan is located.

...

Xia Qi and his party, although there are a large number of people, there are not too many ordinary sergeants. They marched at a very fast speed, and they had already set foot on Luzhou in Beiju at noon the next day.

Compared with the previous Monster Qi through the sky, Monster Qi here has not eased much, but it feels completely different from before. It used to be powerful and dazzling, but now it is evil and ruined.

The big demon is gone, and the little demon is even more unscrupulous. Originally, when the spirits become spirits, they are different from the common people's view of good and evil. Without the suppression of the big monsters, these little monsters are utterly all evil and smoky.

Feeling bloody and ruined, Xia Qi stretched out a flash of light and cleaved a White Tiger monster into fly ash. There were more than a dozen white human skulls hanging in his neck.

"Ugh"

Xia Qi sighed, the demon clan's end is almost predictable, but this kind of abrupt feeling made him, an outsider, feel a little frustrated, the end is too fast, and the most powerful clan in the past few days. , But now it has fallen to such a degree, to describe it in four words, it is the depravity of etiquette.

With Xia Qi leading the way, there was almost no danger in Beiju Luzhou, and a group of hundreds of people rushed to the center in a hurry.

Within a hundred miles, you can hear a bell ringing through the sky and the earth.

"Clang clang..."

The bell kept ringing, and the sad emotions permeated, which made people feel deep. Xia Qi raised his head and his eyes were a little serious. The saddest thing about death is often not the moment of death, but the tears of loved ones after death.

"This is the death knell." Xia Qi murmured, then waved his hand: "Let your feet go lightly and walk slowly."

On the mountains above, the wind blew up, and the horns of the blowing clothes were hunting and hunting. The Eastern Emperor stood on the edge with his hands on his back, eyes far away, and the Eastern Emperor Bell hung above his head. Cracks spread on the face of the clock, and the bell kept ringing.

The hearse beside him stood upright, with an expression of iron, holding a Fangtian painted halberd like a God of War, and his body was filled with indissoluble murderous intent, but it was not at Xia Qi, but at the sky.

This Cangtian has already given up on the Demon Race, why don't the Demon Race fight the Cangtian? Perhaps this is the thought of the hearse at this moment!

Xia Qi didn't speak either, the wind was anxious, but time seemed to be imprisoned.

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