Qin Feng opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond.
Qian Puppet spoke again at this moment: "I didn't expect that there would be so many surprises during this trip.
If the dragon beads in your body are refined, my puppet corpse technique may reach unprecedented heights."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Puppet raised his right hand and slapped it on the ground.
On the right arm under the robe, the flesh and blood continued to squirm.
The ruins of the Immortal Temple trembled, and the earth began to shake.
The white tips of Cang Feilan's ears twitched slightly, and then she seemed to sense something and pushed Qin Feng away.
At the same moment, the ground beneath the feet of the two of them cracked open, like a huge mouth of an abyss.
An extremely thick arm appeared, as if it was composed of countless different corpses. Its big hand was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, and it fiercely grabbed Cang Feilan.
When the latter saw this, his graceful figure flew high into the sky, followed closely by his giant arm, which extended to a height of a hundred feet with no end in sight!
While Qian Puppet was using his methods, he said: "The flow of death energy in Shuliang City is blocked, so that boy must have arranged a formation to isolate the death energy.
If you kill him, the formation will collapse without any attack.
Yang Mang awakened the natal magical power of Death Sacrifice. As long as there is a constant flow of death energy, he can be invincible even if his opponent is a divine general or a thirty-six star.
And as long as those two people are solved, no outsiders will know about what is going on here.
Can you understand what I mean?"
Wang Yi responded hurriedly: "I understand."
"Okay, I'm going to grab the Dragon Ball, so I'll leave that boy to you." After Qian Puppet said this, his body sank into the ground.
When he reappeared, he seemed to have grown on the sky-reaching arms, with only his upper body exposed, and then flew high into the sky at an astonishing speed.
The puppet corpses are really weird!
At the ruins of the Immortal Temple, only Qin Feng and Wang Yi were left for a while.
At this moment, the two people have the same idea in their hearts, which is to kill each other!
Wang Yi is calm and relaxed, and he also has this capital.
Through crooked ways, and with the help of a large amount of death energy tonight, he successfully entered the fifth-level divine realm.
With his current strength, it can be said that it is effortless to deal with a seventh-grade Wen Sheng Taoist.
He likes to enjoy the feeling of having everything under control.
I also like to appreciate the anger and despair of the enemy before death.
He did not rush to kill Qin Feng, but looked around. There were fires and cries everywhere: "After tonight, there will be no Shuliang City in Daqian."
Hearing this, Qin Feng's chest heaved. He took out a breath and asked, "Because of what you did, Shuliang City became what it is now, with countless people killed and injured. Have you ever felt the slightest bit of guilt?"
Wang Yi heard this and sneered: "People are born into three, six or nine grades. The ninth grade is the emperor, the sixth grade is the noble, and the third grade is the humble.
How can those who seek big things care about the lives of these untouchables?
I thought you were a person. If you were under the master's command from the beginning, you might be able to attract high-ranking people and have a bright future.
But now it seems that I just thought too much.
Your vision is no different from that of those untouchables. Even if you can successfully attract the destiny star, you are still the lowest class."
"That's all, telling you this is just a waste of time.
The only advantage you have with ants like you is that your bones are stronger.
The same goes for the officers and soldiers who secretly reported the news to you, and the same goes for Amu.
But no matter how hard the bones are, they will be broken by trampling on them.
Just like that officer and soldier, when his father was about to be killed in front of me, he cried and begged for mercy in despair. I can still vividly remember it."
When Qin Feng heard this, his eyes were about to split, and his body was trembling unconsciously because of anger.
"Yes, yes, this is the look I want to see before death." Wang Yi clapped his hands, and then his ghostly movement skills unfolded, and he disappeared instantly.
Halfway through, his body appeared again, looking warily at the thing in Qin Feng's hand.
It was a black gold token with the three characters of Sword Alliance engraved on it.
The most important thing is that Wu Fu has an extremely keen sense of danger, and he can smell a hint of death from the token.
"What's that in your hand?" Wang Yi looked wary.
Qin Feng held the token tightly, and then activated the sword energy left by the Sword Emperor in the token, and the gurgling sound of the sword sounded instantly!
It is almost universally acknowledged in Daqian that Sword Emperor Bai Yan has reached the peak of his swordsmanship, so this sword energy is naturally extraordinary.
The pure white sword light was like a white line crossing, and the distance between Qin Feng and Wang Yi seemed to not exist.
The terrifying power erupted in silence, completely engulfing Wang Yi's body. The latter didn't even have time to scream.
Wang Yi died, but Qin Feng's heart did not stir up much turmoil.
Because those people he killed can no longer come back.
Looking up, in the white realm, the Spear Immortal and Master Zhou were already stretched thin.
On the other side, Miss Cang's figure was like a silver-white meteor streaking across the night sky, flowing around the thousands of puppets.
But Qin Feng could vaguely see bright red bursts from time to time in the silvery white light.
Shuliang City is already in dire straits. If you want to solve the ghost problem, you must kill Yang Mang, and the key to killing Yang Mang is to isolate the death energy!
Qin Feng came to the cave and put down the fire stone. He wanted to use it as the center of the formation to reverse the formation that gathered the death energy.
However, when everything was ready and he activated the formation, the Huomingshi just emitted a white light and then shattered.
Qin Feng instantly understood that with the strength of Huo Mingshi as the center of the formation, it was impossible to activate the formation covering the entire Shuliang City!
But now, where can he find the formation materials that can serve as the core of the formation?
Suddenly, an idea occurred in his mind.
The master once said that when a Wen Sheng Taoist enters the realm of six-level hexagrams and fortunes, their divination methods will differ depending on their talent and the strength of their fortune stars.
But if it involves oneself, one can always see some vague shadows of the future.
This is the unique ability of those in the Literary Sage Way of the Sixth Rank Hexagram to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.
If one could step into the sixth level of Literary Saint at this moment, he might be able to find the slim chance of activating the formation and saving Shuliang City.
But problems have come one after another. So far, he has not observed any high-quality destiny stars.
Now that he has entered the sixth level, the only things he can pull are the most ordinary white destiny stars.
This also means that his subsequent path to becoming a literary saint is destined to be ordinary.
Qin Feng looked up and saw that in the sky, there were densely packed white life stars, emitting a faint light.
Aren't these ordinary life stars very similar to the ordinary people in Daqian?
He thought of what Wang Yi had said before, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
Life is divided into three, six or nine levels, who decided it?
Before life, there is no distinction between high and low!
If you want to attract high-quality destiny stars, you need to contact high-ranking officials. Who stipulates this?
Is there no way out if we work with the people and work for the benefit of the people?
He exhaled, and the questions on the heart-asking platform of the Eighth Grade Ming State of Mind still echoed in his ears.
"What do you think scholars should do?"
His answer remained unchanged——
Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!
Yes, as long as this original intention remains unchanged, what's the problem if it's the white destiny star that's pulling it?
He seemed to have made up his mind, took a deep breath, and then directed the righteous energy in his body towards those white destiny stars!