Peerless Divine Emperor

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan looked at Yi Min and asked in a voice transmission: "Brother Yi, what is the origin of the scepter in Sikong Jing's hand?"

"That scepter is called the Scepter of Control, and it is a top-grade imperial weapon!" Yi Min answered.

"Top-grade imperial weapon?" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a strange light, but this was also within his expectations. Sikong Jing was a senior disciple of Tiancang Academy, and the magic weapon in his hand was naturally extraordinary.

"However, although the control scepter is powerful, it is not as powerful as the mirror on its head."

Yi Min's voice came again, Qin Xuan's expression condensed, looking at the latter, and then heard Yi Min's calm face and continued to speak: "The mirror is called Yin Yang Mirror, which is made of rare treasures. A long time ago in the Nine Realms, there was a saint known as the Lord of Life and Death. His best power was the way of life and death. It is said that he integrated the way of life and death into a magic weapon, making that magic weapon have the ability to control the lives of others and shock the four directions!"

"The Yin Yang Mirror can release two different divine lights. The red light deprives all vitality and seals the souls of others, while the green light can restore the vitality of others and return the broken souls to their place."

Yi Min's voice fell, and Qin Xuan's heart was shaken fiercely, as if he heard an extremely incredible word.

This Yin Yang Mirror, can it have such a heaven-defying ability?

This sounds incredible.

A beam of light can take away a person's life and soul. This is a bit exaggerated. If it is really that powerful, who in the world can compete with it?

Whether it is a single fight or a group battle, he doesn't care. He just needs to use the Yin-Yang Mirror to shine, and everyone will die. However, is this possible?

As if guessing what Qin Xuan was thinking, Yi Min smiled: "There are many sayings about the Yin-Yang Mirror. What I just said is just one of them. There are other rumors. For example, some people say that the Lord of Life and Death merged his soul into the Yin-Yang Mirror at the moment of his death, so that the Yin-Yang Mirror has some of the abilities of the Lord of Life and Death."

"There are countless similar rumors, but most of them are word of mouth and are not credible." Yi Min smiled and said: "However, one thing must be true, that is, the Yin-Yang Mirror does have the ability to take away people's vitality, but it is not as terrible as the rumors say!"

Qin Xuan nodded in agreement. Most of the rumors were spread by the world with extremely exaggerated words and were not credible.

"Since the Yin-Yang Mirror was left by the Lord of Life and Death, why did it fall into the hands of Sikong Jing?" Qin Xuan suddenly thought of a question and asked.

Sikong Jing, there is a mirror in the name, is this another coincidence?

"I'm not sure about this. Tiancang Academy is a very magical place. Its existence is not much different from Xiangtian Palace. Perhaps, the Lord of Life and Death has a good relationship with Tiancang Academy, and it is not impossible to give the Yin-Yang Mirror to Tiancang Academy for safekeeping."

Yi Min said jokingly. He was just guessing. The Lord of Life and Death existed too long ago. His deeds can only be found in ancient books. No one witnessed his era with their own eyes.

Qin Xuan nodded silently. What Yi Min said was credible. Now the Yin-Yang Mirror and the Scepter of Control have merged into one, becoming a more powerful magic weapon. Those who can do this must have a prominent origin.

And Tiancang Academy has such strength and background.

As the two were talking, waves of destructive death auras spread out from the void on the battlefield where Sikong Jing was, entwining the body of the Beast King Clan's Tianjiao like countless ropes, and the dazzling red light enveloped it, wanting to bury everything in it.

Violent fluctuations came from that space, as if a fierce collision had occurred.

"Beast Yuan!" The Beast King Clan Emperor couldn't help but speak out, his face was extremely solemn, and his eyes were fixed on that void.

As time passed, the space returned to calm, and countless eyes looked there, only to find that there was a figure lying flat in the void, with no breath on his body.

The lying figure was the Beast King Clan's Tianjiao.

The hearts of the crowd all trembled, and a look of great fear flashed in their eyes when they looked at Sikong Jing. Is this Sikong Jing's true strength?

Surprisingly, so strong.

In the past, they ranked Sikong Jing, Jian Chunqiu, Qi Sha and Nan Douyue as the four great evildoers in Xingkong City.

After this battle, Sikong Jing's fighting power has been fully revealed. It is probably difficult for the other three evildoers to find a person who can match him.

Jian Chunqiu was fighting with Jian Yichen. After sensing the fluctuations from a certain direction, he looked over there and saw that Sikong Jing's battle had ended. Sikong Jing stood there quietly and calmly, as if nothing had happened. His expression could not help but freeze for a moment. Is Sikong Jing so strong?

He had fought with Sikong Jing before, but both of them only fought to a certain extent and never released their true strength. Jian Chunqiu had never felt how powerful Sikong Jing's Yin-Yang Mirror was.

Just as Jian Chunqiu was thinking, a cold sword intent broke through the air and killed, causing Jian Chunqiu to look forward with indifference. He raised his hand and slapped a sword palm print. The sword power was mighty, like the way of heaven, breaking through the air towards the sword intent that was killing.

With a loud bang, the sword palm print was broken, and the sword intent shook violently, but the sword power still existed, killing Jian Chunqiu. Jian Chunqiu's eyes shot out a cold light, and he slapped out another palm to shatter the cold light.

"Fighting with me, if you are distracted for a moment, you are doomed to die." Jian Yichen looked at Jian Chunqiu and spoke lightly.

In the previous battle, he could feel that Jian Chunqiu's swordsmanship was very good. He must have learned a powerful swordsmanship from his master, so he could master a variety of powerful swordsmanship skills.

What Jian Yichen didn't know was that Jian Chunqiu had five teachers, and each of them was a sword master.

In the direction of Sikong Jing, a suffocating coercion suddenly radiated down. A tall and sturdy figure fell next to the genius of the beast king clan. He looked at Sikong Jing with cold eyes and said, "Help." he."

"Why?" Sikong Jing retorted. He gave the other party a chance, but he didn't appreciate it.

"I'll let you save him!" The sturdy figure spoke again, staring at Sikong Jing. An extremely overbearing pressure fell on Sikong Jing's body, making Sikong Jing feel a huge force pressing down on his bones. They all made a crisp sound, as if they were about to be crushed.

"What do you mean by this?" An unhappy voice came out, and as the voice came out, an equally powerful force burst out, resisting the pressure.

In the direction of Tiancang Academy, a middle-aged man wearing a dark robe strolled out. This middle-aged man was extraordinary and had an unfathomable aura. His eyes were extremely dark and deep, like black holes, as if they could see through people's hearts.

Mo Yuan, the seventh-ranked teacher in Tiancang Academy, is not only powerful, but also has a very high reputation in Tiancang Academy, and is loved and respected by many disciples.

Mo Yuan turned his head and looked at the direction of Sikong Jing. He waved his palm and an invisible power of the avenue enveloped the void, resisting the pressure of the demon that fell on Sikong Jing.

"A man of great emperor status actually takes action against a junior figure. Do you know how to write the word shame?" Mo Yuan looked at the powerful emperor of the beast king clan and said directly. The irony in his tone was very strong, and he directly called the other person shameless.

As a great emperor, do you want to show your strength by attacking people of lower realms?

The powerful emperor of the beast king family suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to refute for a moment.

However, even so, he still did not leave, but stood not far from Sikong Jing. In this way, he could take down Sikong Jing at any time as long as he wanted.

Mo Yuan looked away from the Beast King Clan Emperor, then looked at Sikong Jing in front of him, and said, "Sikong Jing, save him."

Sikong Jing's expression was frozen there, his eyes filled with disbelief. Rescue him?

Why?

"Elder Mo..." Sikong Jing opened his mouth and was about to explain a sentence or two when he heard Mo Yuan secretly transmit a message: "The power of the Beast King Clan is not limited to what is in front of you. You have already won this battle. So by sparing his life, it is also a favor to the Beast King Clan, so it will be difficult for the Beast King Clan to deal with the academy again. "

After hearing this, Sikong Jing suddenly realized that Elder Mo was thinking from the perspective of the academy.

But after all, Tiancang Academy is only a palace-level power. There are not many saints and strong men, only a few people. If it causes trouble for Tiancang Academy, that is not what he wants to see.

I saw Sikong Jing looking at the lying figure, turning his palm over, and a green divine light shot out from the Yin-Yang Mirror. The green light was instantly projected into the opponent's body, and then, a powerful life force spread in it. Come.

But in the blink of an eye, the genius of the Beast King Clan gradually regained some of his energy, and his face became much rosier, as if he really came back to life again.

When the people in the Nine Realms saw this scene, they were all shocked in their hearts. The Yin Yang Mirror truly lived up to its reputation and had the ability to deprive others of their life!

"I have revived him, but he needs a few days of rest. If he uses his true energy to fight forcefully, it will affect his foundation." Sikong Jing looked at the powerful emperor of the Beast King Clan and said.

The Emperor of the Beast King's clan focused his gaze and took a deep look at Sikong Jing. This boy's city is very deep!

Naturally, he didn't believe Sikong Jing's words. If Sikong Jing wanted to save someone, it shouldn't be difficult. After all, people died under the Yin-Yang Mirror, and they could definitely be saved with the Yin-Yang Mirror.

The reason why he was allowed to rest for a few more days was because Sikong Jing was weakening the power of the Beast King Clan. If a battle really broke out, this person would not be able to participate in the battle.

However, as long as you can save your life, everything else should be put aside.

"So, do the Beast Kings still have any objections?" Mo Yuan looked at the other party and asked. From the beginning to the end, Mo Yuan's tone was neither humble nor overbearing. He neither showed any sense of pride nor deliberately lowered his attitude to accommodate the other party, but instead Put the other person in the same position as yourself.