The Heavens: Civilization Cultivator

On the way of flying out of the Valley of Divine Soldiers, Feng Qi met the elite warriors of the Daqian Dynasty who rushed into the valley and were forcibly breaking through one after another.

"Warrior soldiers from the Dagan Dynasty?"

Feng Qi looked at the patterns of the armor on these people, and recognized their identities at a glance.

He understood that these people were not kind, and they were probably the ones who put Wusheng City in crisis.

"Die."

Feng Qi's eyes were fixed, and the vitality of the world suddenly burst out, turning into endless cold wind.

The icy cold wind blew past the elite fighters, immediately stopping their hands and feet from cracking the mechanism, shivering from the cold.

"What's going on? Where's the cold wind coming from?" These elite fighters were terrified, and quickly circulated their internal energy to generate heat, trying to warm their bodies.

But alas, it was of no use.

Countless solid ice emerged from their limbs.

But in the blink of an eye, the hundred elite fighters who entered the Valley of Divine Weapons, whose strength was the weakest, were all at the level of the third-level Hundred Meridians, turned into ice sculptures one by one.

Among the ice sculptures, there are still their last expressions of horror and terror and their movements of wanting to escape.

"snort!"

When passing by these ice sculptures, Feng Qi waved his sleeves, and they turned into countless fragments and scattered all over the ground.

The seventh level warrior is so terrifying! !

Feng Qi flew over the nine barriers of Shenbing Valley, and stepped into the gate of the stone wall in one step.

What caught Feng Qi's eyes was his son Feng Yan, who was being besieged by a group of warriors.

Although he was protected by Yanlong Armor and Zixiao Leihuan, Feng Yan's situation looked very bad.

Among those besieging him, five of them possessed a peerless divine weapon, second only to Feng Yan in strength.

With the joint efforts, Feng Yan retreated steadily, leaving only room for parry.

Not to mention that around these five people, there are other sixth and fifth level warriors assisting them.

However, Feng Yan's dangerous situation no longer existed after Feng Qi's arrival.

"How dare you! How dare you offend my Wusheng City!"

The sound of the wind was like a bell, shaking all directions, and the vitality of the world with a radius of tens of meters became agitated under his anger.

Feng Qi's voice caught the attention of everyone present.

When everyone looked, they suddenly saw a slender, middle-aged man in white clothes with jet-black hair standing in the void.

"Tread the air!"

"Is this a fairy coming down to earth?"

"It looks so familiar..."

Some older warriors felt a sense of familiarity when they saw the man's appearance.

After a while, shock appeared in their eyes.

"This is Lord Wusheng!"

When other people who didn't know Wu Sheng heard this, they were in an uproar.

"This is the rumored Martial Saint? Isn't he over a hundred and fifty years old? Why does he look only forty or fifty?"

"He's rejuvenated!"

"This is simply the magic trick of a fairy!"

"No! I'm afraid Wu Sheng has really become a fairy!"

Even Feng Yan was surprised when he saw the much younger Feng Qi.

Although after Feng Qi's breakthrough, there was news to inform Feng Yan and Feng Xuan.

But Feng Yan and the others didn't know the specific situation after breaking through the realm.

He didn't expect his father to become a hundred years younger, as if he had returned to the age of the god stone overnight.

When the warriors of the three dynasties saw the Wusheng coming out, they retreated cautiously and stared at Feng Qi solemnly.

Feng Qi's reputation in martial arts is much greater than Feng Yan's.

This is a martial saint, an existence that opened up a new realm of martial arts with his own power.

It is also the existence that suppresses the two best martial artists in the Sinian Continent!

"Wu Sheng didn't die at the end of his lifespan."

"His aura is long and deep, stronger than ours."

Especially seeing the scene of Feng Qi walking through the air, the warriors of the three dynasties suddenly felt bad, and their hearts kept beating.

"This... Could it be that the Martial Saint has stepped out of the bottleneck and opened up a new realm of martial arts again?"

Feng Qi stopped talking nonsense, and took out his magical weapon 'Hold Soul Sword' to display the 'Hold Soul Artistic Conception' he had comprehended.

With the power of the Cold Soul Sword, the range of heaven and earth vitality that Feng Qi can mobilize increases sharply, covering a large area.

"Frozen thousands of miles!"

Of course, this is just the name of martial arts, not really Frozen Thousand Miles.

But with Feng Qi's current strength, it is still possible to freeze a radius of 100 meters.

The warriors of the three dynasties felt the biting cold just like the group of elites in the Valley of Divine Soldiers before.

However, their strength is much stronger than that of elite warriors, and they also have magical body armor that can release various extraordinary powers.

So in the face of Feng Qi's move, they did not turn into ice sculptures in a short period of time, and they were able to resist the cold attack with great difficulty.

But it can only be resisted.

"Not good! Get out of this place!"

Some warriors saw the mystery of Feng Qi mobilizing the vitality of heaven and earth, and immediately wanted to escape from the range covered by the cold air.

But unfortunately it is of no use.

Feng Qi took a step forward, and appeared in front of the master fighters of the three dynasties as if teleporting, and severely injured them one by one.

Some warriors whose weapons were stained with blood were directly killed by Feng Qi.

In just a short while, all the warriors from the three dynasties who had been fierce were all seriously injured, unable to move and died! !

The ground in this area is stained red.

Looking at the city lord's mansion in the distance, Feng Qi stepped into the air and went in the same way to deal with the five hundred elite warriors who besieged the city lord's mansion.

He has the demeanor of defeating three thousand cavalry with one sword in the past.

In this battle, there were also many casualties in Wusheng City, and twenty or thirty members of the Feng family also died.

"Three Dynasties!"

Looking at the younger generation's body covered with white cloth, Feng Qi was furious.

"He's really my good disciple! It's fine if you don't remember the old man's kindness in preaching and teaching, but you dare to send troops to destroy my Wusheng City!"

"Today, the old man will clean up the door!"

After ordering Feng Xuan and Feng Yan to deal with the aftermath of Wusheng City, Feng Qi stopped staying.

Alone, with a sword, he went straight to the capital of the Daqian Dynasty.

Several hours later, Feng Qi arrived at the capital of Dagan.

Feng Qi's aura was undisguised, and carrying the vitality of the world, he strode into the capital mightily.

The imperial guards guarding the city were stunned when they saw Feng Qi flying across the sky, and called out the immortals to descend to earth.

Ordinary people in the capital were even more miserable. After seeing Feng Qi's figure, they quickly knelt down and shouted for the protection of the immortal.

Feng Qi ignored the reactions of the people below, with a stern expression on his face, walking towards the palace step by step.

At this moment, Emperor Daqian is dealing with government affairs in the hall.

Emperor Dagan stretched his waist, glanced at the sky outside, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Calculating the time, actions have already begun in Wusheng City at this moment."

The Emperor Dagan's eyes were filled with ambition, and he issued a domineering declaration: "I must be responsible for the many peerless magical soldiers in the Valley of Divine Soldiers in Wusheng City!"

"I want to unify the entire continent within twenty years!"

But at this moment, Emperor Daqian felt a chill hit him.

He frowned, and was about to ask the internal officials to add charcoal fire, when suddenly the dome of the hall was split by a sword, and the sunlight from outside swayed in.

"Who!" Emperor Dagan yelled angrily, and his figure stepped back at the same time, wanting to call the imperial guards outside to escort him.

"Good apprentice, don't you know me as a teacher?" Feng Qi's tone was extremely flat, as if the person in front of him was a dead body.

The fact is indeed the case. After a while, the person wearing the dragon robe in front of him will be a dead body.

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, Emperor Dagan's expression froze: "Master?"

He was about to continue speaking, but Feng Qi didn't give him the chance.

"This ability of yours was taught by your teacher, and today the old man will take it back with his own hands."

Feng Qi's eyes were flat, and the cold soul sword in his hand flashed coldly, smashing the head of the Emperor Dagan.

Emperor Dagan was also a master of the sixth level, but he was as powerless as a baby in front of Feng Qi.

With just one strike, Emperor Daqian's head rolled to the ground like a watermelon.

Feng Qi turned and left, leaving behind a headless dragon robe corpse, and the screaming internal officials and court ladies.

"His Majesty is dead!!"

After killing the emperor of the Daqian dynasty, Feng Qi traveled thousands of miles without stopping to the capitals of the two dynasties, Dahong and Dali. Using the same method, he broke into the palace like no one's land and killed two an emperor.

Since then, the founding emperors of the three major dynasties in the Cathay Continent died on the same day.

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