The Era of Immortal Cultivation

"My three-headed dragon! My Ghidorah!"

Li Shishi, who was embedded in the blood-red flesh wall and sat cross-legged, opened his eyes.

The ritual of the three-headed dragon was ruined.

Originally, she breathed dragon energy, meditated, got three dragons, and was living a good life. When she opened her eyes, the dragon was gone!

What a disgusting little thief!

Where did your concave and convex look come from?

Have you paid the patent fee to the Buddhist son of the Brahma Temple, Sero? Are you afraid that someone will attack you with a 400-meter plasma spark sword?

It's useless to say more. Originally, once the floating city came out, it should be my crushing game.

As a result, a small flaw in Master Li's clone was caught, and now the situation is actually a bit corrupt.

Master Li thought of that rosy night by the Bianhe River before the Lantern Festival, and his hatred for the unknown sign became even more intense.

Breaking free from the flesh and blood tentacles that assisted in recovery, her delicate white jade feet stepped on the dirty, black and red carpet of flesh and blood.

Dim bright red blood light sprinkled from the top of the blood pool, making the beautiful jade and ice-white skin glow an attractive pink.

Light and darkness, holiness and filth, interweave into a beautiful scene. Unfortunately, at the core of this floating city, there are only flesh and blood and machinery without intelligence, and no one appreciates this scene.

Nourished by the stools of the father and son, although Master Li's injuries were not completely healed, they were mostly healed.

Countless flesh and blood in the pool skillfully wrapped around the smooth jade, submerging the beautiful scenery in the world. Li Shishi frowned and reconnected to the floating city's control system.

It hurts!

Data streams continued to flow in, and it was as if millions of tons of explosives were exploding in his head, setting off fireworks in Li Shishi's brain.

Fang La, Tong Guan, Chao Gai, Gao Qiu... a group of people were exploring the floating city. The ordinary guards inside the floating city were no match for these people with real combat capabilities.

Of course, the most important thing is the silver-white giant who is rampaging violently in the soft flesh. The destructive power of one person is ten times greater than the rest of the people combined.

The power of this giant is already infinitely close to that of the fourth realm. Even among the third realm of Kyushu Realm, it is one of the top ones.

This can't go on like this, we must respond.

Holding back the pain like needles in his head, Master Li ordered:

"The transformation system is activated. Abandon all equipment except the core device and change the combat mode."

So many devices and so many materials were thrown away, and Master Li felt like he was going to have angina!

This is the accumulation of the Song Dynasty in the past two hundred years. It is not easy to abandon it and recast it now.

But there is no other way. Only by 'slimming down' the floating city can he control the floating city for a long time with his soul damaged and destroy these enemies.

Li Shishi's jade teeth gritted so hard that he made a "squeaking" sound, and his eyes were red as he watched the floating city begin to disintegrate.

"Boom!"

The huge sound that resounded through the sky even spread to the entire Bianjing City below the Floating City. Li Hao in the Floating City also immediately felt the changes in the Floating City.

This floating city seems to be disintegrating?

"Gang leader, what should we do?"

The foundation is shaking, and the hanging flesh curtains are falling off one after another. It seems that something has fallen from the floating city.

At the same time, Qiao Feng, who had just torn apart a shell storage location in the floating city, fell into hesitation.

Judging from the shape, he should be not far from the core of the floating city. At this time, if he accelerates and rushes over, he may be able to catch all the people who control the floating city.

However, below the floating city is Bianjing City! It is Bianjing City with a population of 1.5 million!

After just being stunned for a moment, Qiao Feng made up his mind. After taking a deep look at the deep flesh and blood passage in the distance, he accelerated towards the outskirts of the floating city.

......

In the east city of Bianjing, drums were beating loudly, and the blood from the soldiers was stained all over the city wall, and the ground was painted red, and blood could be splattered when walking on it.

Although the experts from the Anti-King League and Song Ting went to explore the floating city, the fighting in the east city of Bianjing still continued.

Anyway, the soldiers on both sides of the battle may not have seen their own anti-king or prime minister in their lives. They just obeyed orders and died after obeying orders. No one will remember their names.

Most of the east city wall was damaged due to a random attack from the floating city.

The anti-king alliance forces and the Song Ting garrison are now completely intertwined. It is difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, but they are fighting tirelessly.

"Ha! I cultivate the aura of awe-inspiring energy!"

An official who looked to be in his fifties stabbed the sword in his hand into the chest of the enemy general in front of him, but the man put his hands together, broke the sword, and kicked the official hard.

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"Hahaha! In today's world, great Confucians like Su Shi have practiced the Seven Thieves Qi, but there are still Confucian disciples who practice the Seven Sacred Qi?

Can you still reach the peak of false form?

What a unique scorpion! What's your name, old man?"

"A certain person is Huang Shang, the number one scholar in Shenzong Yuanfeng's fifth year." The official who was kicked to the ground had disheveled hair and vomited blood and said:

"You, these rebellious officials and traitors, will not die well!"

"Thief? Thief!"

After hearing what Huang Shang said, the tall man standing with the gun seemed to be smiling, but he was about to cry. He roared in pain:

"I also want to be Xue Rengui and Yu Chigong of the Song Dynasty! But how did the emperor and Gao Qiu treat me, Lin Chong? How did they treat my wife and children?"

The light in Huang Shang's eyes dimmed and she was speechless.

Even though he had been in Fuzhou before, far away from the disputes between the DPRK and China, he had still heard about the official fan Lin Chong who had his family broken up and his wife killed by Gao Qiu.

He was originally a talented person within the system, but he was forced to become a general who rebelled against the king. Is the Song Dynasty really about to run out of power?

Lin Chong stopped talking and just stood silently holding the gun.

Huang Shang was also a little hesitant for a while, lying on the ground helplessly looking at the floating city in the sky, his thoughts wandering to nowhere.

In the middle of the battlefield where the shouts were loud and the blood was raining down, there was a moment of silence.

"What is that?"

Huang Shang suddenly opened his eyes in surprise and said tremblingly:

"That city, that city is going to collapse!"

Lin Chong was not afraid that Huang Shang, who was seriously injured, would take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, so he directly raised his head and looked at the sky.

The floating city floating nearly a thousand meters high cracked!

Soon, buildings and nests of flesh and blood were separated from each other and scattered in all directions.

Metal, rocks, and flesh and blood were scattered all over the sky like rain, just like a grand fireworks party.

The originally noisy battlefield suddenly fell silent. Countless soldiers put down their weapons and looked up at the sky.

"Are you kidding? If that city falls, half of Bianjing will be gone!"

Lin Chong felt his hands and feet were cold. He tightly clenched the spear in his hand, but his most precious and trusted spear could not give him the slightest sense of security.

Tens of thousands of tons of objects falling from the sky can definitely plow the city of Bianjing.

Is this...a divine punishment?

On the battlefield, many uneducated soldiers had already knelt down to pray, and even some veterans who were prolific murderers were scared to the point of urinating.

Such a natural disaster cannot be stopped by human power.

Just when the entire battlefield and everyone in Bianjing was in deep despair, a warm and bright light came as they prayed to the gods and expected a miracle.

High in the sky, Li Hao, the pendant on the chest of the silver giant, said intermittently, "This is too exciting!"

‘One hundred and eight Sister Qiao Feng outputs max!’

Qiao Feng's originally huge body grew even larger, reaching a height of more than ten feet. He was flying in the air at high speed, chasing fragments of the floating city falling from the sky.

"Dragon fights in the wild!"

Hundreds of punches were thrown out, and a huge fragment was crushed into dust in the high-speed punch, and then the giant of light appeared next to another fragment.

"No, no! It's too late! There are too many pieces!"

Qiao Feng looked anxiously at the pieces of debris falling to the ground. Even though he tried his best, he couldn't stop all the pieces.

We have to find another way!

There was a trace of determination in Qiao Feng's eyes.

"Ah~~ah!"

The huge light giant suddenly landed on a high ground in the city, and then roared loudly. The sound spread throughout Bianjing, and could even be heard clearly on the battlefield far east of the city.

"See the dragon in the field! Stop me~~"

Qiao Feng half-knelt on the ground, grabbed both sides of the dog beating stick with both hands, and raised it high.

Countless blazing rays of light scattered from his body, forming a giant golden protective shield covering the entire Bianjing.

With the loud noise that resounded through the sky, the wreckage and flesh and blood that fell from the floating city fell on the protective shield. A huge mushroom cloud exploded and scattered from it, causing the light patterns that formed the protective shield to ripple.

"...God?"

"It's the gods! The gods have come to save us!"

After a short period of shock and silence, the whole Bianjing was boiling.

Countless wreckage still fell one after another on the protective shield, but the fear in the hearts of countless people quietly disappeared.

We have the protection of the gods and we will be fine!

Ordinary people and soldiers have been impressed by the power of this silver giant, and they only know how to worship and pray.

But masters like Huang Shang and Lin Chong can see clearly:

That is not a god, that is a warrior, a warrior stronger than all warriors in the past and present.

Lin Chong tried to open his mouth several times, but was still speechless. After swallowing several times, he asked dryly:

"Fighting with the light, is it Qiao Feng?"

Huang Shang, who was lying on the ground, did not answer his question directly, but asked instead:

"Under this world, if there is one person who can transcend his true form, who else could it be but him?"

Boom!

In the floating city, seeing Qiao Feng's "stupid" choice to save the ants below, Master Li happily adjusted the whereabouts of each part of the floating city during the disintegration process, so that they all headed towards Bianjing City.

Another huge piece of debris fell carrying red flames.

——Boom!

The seemingly impregnable defensive shield flickered for a moment and became distorted. The golden light gradually dimmed, making everyone who looked at the silver giant subconsciously feel scared.

Hiss.

The dog-beating stick he held high was overwhelmed by the load, and cracked into fine lines. Qiao Feng had to pull his hands to his shoulders and use his shoulders to resist the dog-beating stick and the protective shield.

The debris came one after another with flames filling the sky, so heavy that Qiao Feng could not even straighten his waist.

Can’t stand it anymore?

The silver-white giant's eyes were a little blurry, and he lay on the ground mechanically squeezing out the last of his strength, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

With one person's power, if he wants to block the terrible falling debris all over the sky...can't he do it?

However, I, Qiao Feng, will never give up!

Suddenly, some weak but real voices sounded from Qiao Feng's empty mind.

"Being emperor for many years, not doing government affairs, being close to villains and staying away from virtuous people, will lead to today's disaster!"

White lights and shadows appeared in Qiao Feng's mind, led by Song Huizong Zhao Ji.

But at this moment, Zhao Ji, who was glowing all over, was like a saint after ten consecutive attacks, with his face full of kindness and smile.

[Whether it is a thank you gift for saving our souls or a compensation for the people of the world. Let us help you.]

【Let us be your strength!】

When Qiao Feng saved the people trapped by Master Li's ritual before, he absorbed their resentment and sorrow into his body, and then suppressed it deep in his body of light.

Now, many souls saved by his ultra-light method floated into his body, met the darkness again, and then the light and shadow intertwined and annihilated each other.

Positive and negative, light and dark.

The soul and humanity return to endless nothingness, while power also pours out from the disappearing souls.

The silvery white light shines, and then a ray of gold follows it.

The 'light-driven soul engine' burned the soul of the clan and provided infinite power to Qiao Feng. The twenty-meter-long 'Ultra Child' grew to over fifty meters in an instant.

With the soul engine in his possession, Qiao Feng finally overcame the huge difference between the low realm and the high realm, and entered the fourth realm in a short time.

The golden and silver brilliance shone, and Qiao Feng slowly raised his palm toward the sky.

Dense clouds but no rain!

The eight light balls slowly condensed, and then countless beams of light were shot out from them, crushing all the falling debris.

Qiao Feng's palms continued to grow larger and larger, and continued to become illusive, until all the fragments and wreckage were held in his hands, and then he flew up and threw them outside Bianjing, turning them into a mechanical mountain of flesh and blood.

Cheers rang out from every corner of Bianjing, forming a song-like sound of praise.

Thousands of meters high in the sky, the floating city has lost more than 90% of its volume, leaving only a few bare core structures.

Under the link of a ball of flesh and blood, these cores were quickly reorganized, relying on part of Zhao Kuangyin's own dragon body, and turned into a giant mechanical double-winged dragon hundreds of meters long.

The newly reorganized dragon body is in the middle.

The small black-red tentacles penetrated hard into Li Shishi's spine, and the eyes of the huge steel Yinglong body gradually shone.

"The fusion reactor was damaged by 23% and the blood pool was damaged by 12%... But it doesn't matter. At this moment, I am invincible in this world! Activate, Yinglong Emperor!"

Outside Bianjing City, Qiao Feng, who had never felt better, raised his head and looked at the mechanical dragon in the sky, just facing his eyes.

Qiao Feng's hands ignited with golden flames, and his eyes were full of fighting and killing intent.

Once you have mastered such power, it would be great to have a strong opponent as a whetstone.

"Brother Ren, the music you played before was good, it can really lift people's mood. Please play some more!"

The sapphire on the chest did not move.

"Brother Ren? Brother Ren? Are you okay?"

And Li Hao can no longer hear clearly what Qiao Feng is saying...