Qingli Jun roared angrily and reluctantly lifted the dragon. Little by little, he pushed himself up against the heavy and unparalleled strength.
"How dare you insult me?!"
A huge and violent dragon, thousands of feet long, with every scale shining brightly, was roaring in rage.
Infinite light burst out from his body, shining brightly for thousands of miles. When the dragon roared, the heaven and earth in the small world all dimmed for a moment. Then, it was like a god dropping the first star in the void.
Like fire.
The whole world suddenly lit up!
The mighty true energy exploded with a bang! The void showed a strange distortion and trembling, as if it was about to be burned and melted by the strong light from the huge Qingli Lord!
"How dare you insult me?!"
Lord Qingli's roar pierced the sky like divine thunder, casting a sound like an abyss on the earth.
The light on his body penetrates through the layers of void, stirring up infinite vitality in every minute detail, and is about to eliminate all invisible matter within a thousand miles.
"Insulting you?" Wang Qiuyi smiled slightly: "It's not just once or twice, you should get used to it."
In an instant, it was a hundred times, a thousand times more powerful than Qing Lijun's! The pure and pure blood exploded from every acupuncture point in Wang Qiuyi's body like the sun!
In the space within thousands of miles, countless violent void turbulences were disrupted by Lord Qingli, and with Wang Qiuyi as the center, they suddenly retreated and dispersed in all directions.
Surrounded by endless blood, the man with a smile on his face raised his feet.
Follow along and step hard!
Boom!!!
Amidst the overwhelming explosions and whines of the thousands of meters of land, the pitch-black cracks quickly spread, bottomless, the void twisted and collapsed layer by layer, and the violent force spread like Qingli Jun Jiao, ravaging everything.
The posture shattered and exploded.
The small world trembled violently, as if it was about to tremble and disintegrate under Wang Qiuyi's step.
The remaining mountains were blown into pieces, the rivers changed their courses, and the lakes and seas flowed backwards.
"roar!"
As soon as Qing Lijun roared, the sound suddenly stopped.
The turbulent waves caused everything in the small world to stop for a moment, and then the aftermath became more violent, spreading even further, overturning all invisible things.
The demonic dragon, which was blooming with infinite light just now, paused for a moment, but at this moment, he couldn't even howl in agony.
Every inch of flesh felt as if it had been stepped heavily by a divine elephant, and the unparalleled force that ripped everything apart suddenly came.
The void is restored to its original shape of chaos, a misty shape in which Qi, form, and quality are integrated and not separated. There is no east or west, and no distinction between north and south.
Qing Lijun was stunned for a moment after being stepped on by a foot, and even his mind fell into a temporary coma. His mind was as erratic as flying catkins, but he got nothing.
then……
It is the great pain that tears apart the soul!
It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!
The thousand-foot-long ancient dragon body exploded the moment it was stepped on!
The dragon scales with the innate divine pattern were all shattered into extremely tiny things, and then decomposed again under the crushing force of heavy force.
The crystal-like warm jade dragon bone was covered with deep and shallow traces of large and small fragments. The next moment, it suddenly shattered into powder.
The dazzling, burning blood was like a river bursting its banks, sloping in all directions, and then turned into a blood mist that filled the sky.
Qing Lijun's cry of pain has not yet been heard, but has disappeared silently.
"It seems like your ashes were spread."
A gust of strong wind blew away all the dust and blood mist, leaving nothing behind.
Wang Qiuyi, who had recovered his vitality, looked at this scene and shrugged regretfully.
"I didn't mean to spread your ashes." The smile on his face continued: "Old Loach, get up quickly and don't pretend to be dead for me."
When he finished speaking, a divine sound burst out and fell towards a small gray particle.
Bang!!!
The man in the green robe and bamboo crown staggered and raised his hand to resolve Wang Qiuyi's divine voice. He was hit back for dozens of miles, his arms trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
There was no trace of blood on Qing Lijun's face, and he was as pale as paper.
He stared at Wang Qiuyi, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.
"Golden Cicada's Nine Death Technique."
Wang Qiuyi turned a blind eye to Qingjiao's murderous intention. He gave him a high five with a rare look of admiration in his eyes.
The golden cicada will survive nine deaths.
Before the Jedi Tiantong, the golden cicada was also a rare anomaly in the world.
Jin Chan died nine times, and the nine deaths were the nine calamities. After passing through the calamities, he would become the sacred, ancient and supreme person in the heaven and earth.
Ancient ancestors once observed the changes of the golden cicada during the calamity, and created the great magical power "Golden Cicada's Nine Death Technique", which was passed down to later generations.
Qing Lijun, who has lived for endless years, has worked hard and visited every ancient relic in detail, and was lucky enough to obtain this supreme supernatural power, which is thousands of times better than the Zuo family's death-substitution technique.
Under Wang Qiuyi's gaze, with the strange chirping of cicadas, Qing Lijun's Qi instantly rose. With just a snap of his fingers, his pale skin became rosy again, and his blood boiled like the sea.
After the strange chirping of cicadas passed by, Qingli Jun, who was originally trampled to death, mysteriously returned to his pure and prosperous form.
The huge dragon, which is thousands of feet long, has a winding body and is entrenched in the chaotic void. It is like an extremely powerful ancient dragon. From the gray clouds, a dragon that is bigger than the mountains hangs down. Every inch of its scales is engraved with the innate god.
The pattern is shining with a cold light.
Those two eyes like a devil lake looked down at the tiny figure in the void.
Qing Lijun's heavy voice echoed through every inch of the small world, carrying a biting and cold murderous intent.
"Wang Qiuyi, how come you are still alive?!"
"Perhaps." The man with a warm smile shrugged: "It's because the lucky people have their own destiny."
"Thousands of years ago, on Shaoqiu Mountain, I, Dou Seng Kongfa, the old palace master of Nanhua Palace, and the Black Emperor of Zheng State, the four of us..."
The dragon's huge body moved slowly in the void, as heavy as an ancient divine mountain, making the void tremble slightly.
"The four of us have obviously killed you on Shaoqiu Mountain."
Qing Lijun's voice was filled with doubts. He looked down at the tiny figure with a puzzled tone.
The battle on Shaoqiu at that time was the most unparalleled battle in the past two thousand years.
His name as the Ancient Immortal has always been true!
The remaining three are also extraordinary in their own way. They once dominated an era and stood at the pinnacle of martial arts.
The old palace master of Nanhua Palace is the only supreme being in history who has cultivated the "Pure Tao Body" to perfection, and even has the golden body of immortality based on this certificate.
He once used his physical strength alone, without dodging or dodging, to take thirty moves from Wang Qiuyi without any damage, which shocked the world for a moment.
As for Dou Seng Kongfa, he was born in the Vajra Temple and practiced the "Kuji Heart Sutra". He has learned countless magical powers, integrated the strengths of hundreds of schools, and tempered all the dharma in one furnace.
The reputation of Fighting Monk Kongfa once forced the Beizong Landuo Temple to stay away from him and did not dare to fight with him.
In his later years, he created the Vajra Temple's most powerful offensive magical power - the Wheel Seal.
He is said to be unparalleled in killing, can turn the wheel of life and death, and split the path of law.
At that time, the reputation of Dou Seng Kongfa was not weaker than that of Guang Hui, the divine foot monk who has cultivated the divine foot power today. It even surpassed him in terms of killing and killing.
And the great magical power he created - the Wheel Seal, to this day, no one can surpass it.
He has always been the leader of the group of killers in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of Vajra Temple.
After fighting a battle in Shaoqiu Mountain, the fighting monk Kongfa returned to the Vajra Temple, where he was said to have died of serious injuries and died early.
And Emperor Zheng Hei, the supreme person who lived in seclusion behind the scenes, was also the support that King Zheng Wu dared to take.
He is also the only one among the four who can stabilize Wang Qiuyi.
The battle between the four invincible immortals in the world at Shaoqiu Mountain was also attended by many lords of the Holy Land and ancestors of aristocratic families.
Shencrow Palace, Damo Tomb, Xintongmei Family, Changjin Xie Family, Qingshen Temple, Star Picking Sect, Turtle City, Dry Temple, Zhebing Mountain,...
Three Kingdoms under Heaven, the Holy Land of aristocratic families, this is a decisive battle on Shaoqiu Mountain.
Emperor Zhengguo Hei was once judged by Xuan Wenjun to have exhausted his potential and had no hope of reaching the three realms in his life. But after him, Wang Qiuyi came out of nowhere and immediately attracted the attention of the world.
The fall of the former Song Dynasty has become an irreversible fate driven by various forces.
As Wang Qiuyi, who tried to win over the former Song Tianqing, he also became the target of public criticism.
On Shaoqiu Mountain, it was the only time since the separation of the Three Kingdoms, and perhaps the last time, that all forces joined together.
Immortals fell like rain, Shaoqiu Mountain was soaked with all kinds of blood, and the ancient giant mountain there had long been shattered into powder by huge force. Even the roots of the mountain were violently shattered, leaving only a huge bottomless pit.
At the last moment, the old palace master of Nanhua Palace risked his life to block Wang Qiuyi's shocking blow. The fighting monk Kongfa split his Liuyang Kui with the Wheel Seal. The Black Emperor shattered his body and spirit. Qingli Jun returned
Using the nail-headed book, Wang Qiuyi's chance of life in heaven and on earth was eliminated with the curse and killing method.
All the human beings and immortals mobilized their formation in unison, imprisoning all changes within a thousand miles of Shaoqiu Mountain, turning this ancient giant mountain into a dead place, with not a single blade of grass growing.
As a witness of that battle, Qing Lijun saw with his own eyes that Wang Qiuyi was extremely dead, completely dead.
But the scenes before him reminded him of everything.
The thousand-year-old soul seemed to have crawled out of the abyss again. Seeing the half-smiling look on his face, Qingli Jun's heart trembled, and a chill arose spontaneously.
He was stunned at first, and then the murderous intention in his heart became even stronger.
"Who saved you? Dou Monk Kongfa?"
He caught a glimpse of the magical monk Guang Hui outside Wang Qiuyi's small world, who was suppressing countless Dragon Palace veterans with one palm, and sneered:
"No wonder he died of illness early after returning to Vajra Temple. I thought that Kongfa was really seriously injured and was unable to recover. I didn't expect that there was another reason."
"Damn King Kong Temple, you still want to go to Song Dynasty?!" The giant dragon roared violently, and his eyes were dark: "You really don't know whether to live or die!"
The tip of his nose breathed out wind and thunder, and the divine light on his scales was awe-inspiring, glowing brightly. The divine creations like heavenly dragons revolved around Wang Qiuyi, with evil eyes.
"Wang Qiuyi, if I tell the news that you are still alive." Qingli Jun's eyes joked: "Will the three countries in the world, the Holy Land of the Family, work together to stage another Shaoqiu Mountain story?"
"No." Wang Qiuyi said with a calm expression: "If Master and Xuan Wenjun hadn't warned me, do I really think you could have lived safely until now?"
"Master? Mr. Xuanwen?" The giant dragon entrenched in the void focused his gaze: "Have these two saints seen you?"
"Say no more." Wang Qiuyi stood with his hands behind his hands, looking dazed and graceful.
"That old turtle in Nanhua Palace, even if he is still alive, he is just hanging on and struggling to survive. As for the Black Emperor..."
His voice paused, as if he was remembering the man who was the only one who could hold his head down thousands of years ago.
"Looking at the current situation of the Zheng Kingdom, it is in a state of decay. Among the three kingdoms, the most victorious, the aristocratic family and the holy land control the court, and the power has long since fallen away."
Wang Qiuyi said with a smile: "Looking at it from this point of view, Emperor Hei must have died long ago. If he were still alive, Zheng State would not be like what it is today."
The big dragon sneered again and again, but did not refute.
"But the former Song Dynasty was really destroyed, Wang Qiuyi."
Qing Lijun's reverse scales glowed faintly, and at this moment, outside the small world, the countless huge killing formations were finally called upon, and they also glowed faintly.
He felt relieved and felt a little more confident.
Seeing the expressionless face of the man in front of him, a joking look appeared in Dajiao's eyes: "Looking at the death of the former Song Dynasty before your eyes, Wang Qiuyi, you..."
There was a loud explosion in the air, a loud sound, and an invisible elephant.
Amidst the indescribable and terrifying explosions, and in the endless brilliance of the long rainbow that penetrated the sun, the void was torn apart, like a broken glass mirror.
As soon as the giant dragon's eyes moved, its body once again shattered into blood mist. Before the infinite killing array was activated, it was once again banned from the small world.
Accompanied by the sound of cicadas in the clear sky, Qing Lijun, who reappeared, was shocked and angry. He stared at Wang Qiuyi who calmly retracted his fist, and roared again and again.
"How could it be? How could it be possible?!"
Thousands of years have passed, and now I am under his control, and I can't even get out of the way?!
"Seven lives left."
Wang Qiuyi's eyebrows split open, and a bright golden vertical pupil appeared out of thin air.
His eyes were already golden, as if a thousand pieces of gold were melted into his pupils.
"Vajra Asura King Contemplation Method" -
Fengshan Temple Wuhuai obtained a total of three great supernatural powers from the deserted temple, including the "Contemplation Method of King Asura".
And that Fanghuang Temple was originally Wang Qiuyi's tomb.
The demon-like man raised his head faintly, and was stared directly at by three golden pupils. Qingli Jun's body trembled slightly.
And the infinite killing array outside the small world, no matter how much he activated it, there was no response at all.
"There are seven lives left." Wang Qiuyi said in a calm voice, "Then I will kill you seven more times."
Like a true sun rolling down to the earth, countless rolling heat waves suddenly exploded accompanied by sound waves, thousands of hectares of smoke and dust stirred up, and the void was torn and rubbed at will like rags, making loud crashing noises, constantly rolling and wailing!
The golden blood flooded the heaven and the earth, and all the colors between the heaven and the earth dimmed, except for the golden light.
Crisp sounds rang out one after another. Although the sound was soft, every sound resounded clearly in the void.
That small world, at this point, is finally on the verge of being shattered.
Guang Hui, who had suppressed the demons in the Dragon Palace with one palm, sighed, raised his monk's robe, stretched out his palm and pressed it towards the unknown place in the void.
Bang!!!
Following a loud noise, Guang Hui's body trembled, and she stepped back dozens of steps, her complexion also changing slightly.
At this time, the outcome of this battle finally came to light.
Amidst the dust and noise, the six qi in the small world were completely chaotic, wind and thunder combined, and boiling fire and water flowed upstream like a waterfall.
In the deep pit, the giant dragon, whose body was broken into several pieces, was panting. He moved his body with difficulty, trying to reassemble his body, but in the end it was difficult to do so.
"Forgive me..."
The giant dragon coughed up blood and begged the cold-faced man, "I'm still useful!"
Now, it is his last life.
"What's your use?" Wang Qiuyi smiled.
"I can help you restore your country!" Qingli Jun struggled to lift the mountain-like dragon: "I have countless people in Tongjiang..."
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, the entire body of the dragon exploded into a mist of blood again. As he screamed pitifully, the eyes of Qingli Jun, who was left with only the dragon, dimmed instantly, and even his breath seemed to be there or not.
"Restore the country..." Wang Qiuyi ignored his screams. He gently pinched his five fingers and was silent for a moment: "Restore the country..."
"I have established a legal contract with other demon immortals. If I die, they will notice! There will no longer be a middleman between the human world and the demon world!"
Qing Lijun reluctantly spoke: "This world is in chaos, do you have to make it even more chaotic?!"
During the troubled times of the Four Great Demon Immortals, Qingli Jun was elected as the Demon King.
All the demons and immortals in the world are more or less related to this most ancient immortal.
Most of the connections between humanity and demon cultivators are also conveyed through this most ancient immortal.
Seeing that Wang Qiuyi remained unmoved, Qing Lijun hesitated for a moment and finally spoke angrily.
"I have a message to redeem my life!"
"What's the news?" Wang Qiuyi raised her eyes lightly.
"Hei Tianzi." Qingli Jun vomited blood and shouted: "Hei Tianzi, he is still alive!"
At this time, Wang Qiuyi, who had always looked indifferent, finally looked moved for the first time.
Qing Lijun's mind moved slightly and he sent countless messages, and Wang Qiuyi's eyes suddenly turned cold.
During the long wait, Qing Lijun's remaining dragon stared at the expressionless Wang Qiuyi, feeling uneasy all the time.
"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped."
Wang Qiuyi raised his head slightly, and a small, incomplete golden seal flew out from Qingli Jun's Niwan Palace.
Qing Lijun watched helplessly as his Shinto talisman floated away and was held in Wang Qiuyi's palm. Although he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to lower his head.
"After this incident, you must restrain all the demon cultivators and not make any rash moves."
Gao Yuan's indifferent voice came from above. As Qing Lijun nodded hastily, Wang Qiuyi continued:
"The Holy Land of Qingli has been closed to the river for thousands of years. No one is allowed to enter or leave without authorization, whether inside or outside."
Wang Qiuyi stared at the dragon as thick as a mountain and smiled slightly:
"Long Jun, are you convinced yet?"
"Little Jiao..."
Qing Lijun sighed deeply and lowered his head a little more: "The little dragon is over..."
