This Confucian sect's best magic weapon, a sub-holy statue that had been passed down for nearly ten thousand years, crashed towards Chu Qianqiu.
Another master of the Wang family, who was at the peak of martial arts, was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and quickly released his soul to stop the sub-sage.
The Wang family has two prime military ministers, one is stationed in the Wang family compound, and the other is located in the Yasheng Temple, guarding the most important magic weapon of the Wang family.
No one expected such an accident to happen.
The grand array that the Wang family had accumulated over thousands of years in the Yasheng Temple was fully activated.
The figure of the Second Saint suddenly appeared, and his body became majestic, noble, and full of the spirit of martyrdom.
"How can a thousand-year cultural heritage be destroyed in one day?"
"Today I will be martyred to kill evil spirits!"
"Today I will be martyred to kill evil spirits!"
The Yasheng statue identified Chu Qianqiu as the supreme evil demon who destroyed the Confucian sect. Not only did it drain the entire Yasheng temple, but even the cultural context that the Wang family had carefully maintained for thousands of years was transformed into a blue dragon and integrated into Yasheng.
on the body.
bring it on!
Jiangzhou used to be the core base and the source of one of the two major cultural traditions in the world. Qilin Academy was stationed here before moving to Yongzhou.
The sub-holy image has been nourished by context for nearly ten thousand years, and its power is extraordinary.
The Wang family is willing to put such precious magic weapons in the Yasheng Temple, not because they are generous, and they cannot let outsiders use them, but because magic weapons will also decay and die.
This sub-holy statue has reached the age of decay, and can only use the context to maintain the divine weapon.
If Confucianism's magic weapons want to stay young forever, they must be protected by their cultural background. This is much more troublesome than other magic weapons, but their lifespan will become longer.
Yasheng Temple is divided into an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard. The outer courtyard is used to attract scholars from all over the world to come and worship, while the inner courtyard is the place where the statues of gods are truly enshrined.
Everything was fine. Wang Jigang just invited Chu Qianqiu into the inner courtyard and released a large amount of spiritual liquid to activate the sub-holy statue. Who would have thought that the sub-holy statue would suddenly attack the Wushuang King.
This is simply incredible.
Another martial arts expert from the Wang family spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't understand why Ya Shengxiong didn't obey his orders.
The sub-holy statue brings together all the power, which is equivalent to a full blow from the combined heavenly being.
The context is burning.
After this blow, Yasheng Temple will cease to exist.
Facing such a terrifying offensive, Chu Qianqiu softly comforted Wang Keyue.
"Don't worry, madam, nothing will happen."
"It will be solved soon."
Chu Qianqiu calmed his wife's emotions, allowing her to gather the power of the entire Yasheng Temple, and then stretched out her finger.
The Naya icon lived up to its trust and hit Chu Qianqiu's index finger hard.
The entire Yasheng Temple suffered a huge impact, and power that could almost destroy the entire temple erupted.
"No!"
Wang Ji shouted in despair. He burned his soul and rushed over with all his strength. He wanted to use his own life in exchange for Chu Qianqiu's safety.
If something happens to Chu Qianqiu here, the consequences will be disastrous.
The same was true for another Wang family master. They almost went crazy.
Then the power of the sub-holy statue became calm, and except for a strong wind in the temple, no other energy was leaked.
Daoyuan Yiqi Sutra - all things flow!
Chu Qianqiu calmly defused the impact of the sub-sage statue and brought it under control. The sub-sage statue wanted to struggle, but was immediately injected with spirituality by Chu Qianqiu.
Zhila!
White smoke was rising from the sub-sage statue, and Chu Qianqiu responded with a chuckle. It won't be long before this sub-sage statue will be renamed and become a property of the Chu family.
Even if it is placed in the Wang family, it is still considered to be the property of the Chu family.
"Your Majesty, the Wang family, the Wang family don't have this intention!"
"This sub-holy statue suddenly..."
The martial arts master of the Wang family [Wang Heng] was already trembling all over. He didn't dare to imagine Chu Qianqiu's power, let alone what the result would be if he pursued it.
"This king knows."
"It has nothing to do with you."
Chu Qianqiu did not take the opportunity to attack, leaving Wang Ji and Wang Heng with incredible expressions.
If it were any of them, the Wang family would have to shed a layer of skin.
"You did it, and I will not let you go."
"It wasn't you who did it, although you must bear joint responsibility."
While Chu Qianqiu was answering the two of them, he injected mana into the statue in an attempt to completely control this magical weapon.
I didn't want to take it at first, but since it was delivered to my door, I'll accept it.
This sub-holy statue tried to resist, and its interior quickly condensed into a powerful unicorn, ready to explode itself.
The Qilin turned pitch black, resembling the legendary Mo Qilin, a fallen demon species.
"Martyred today..."
Mo Qilin roared, as if he wanted to die together with Chu Qianqiu.
"What did you die for?"
"Just stay well."
Chu Qianqiu was not polite to him and directly summoned the Great Sun Tathagata and sealed Mo Qilin on the spot.
Mo Qilin screamed, but he could not resist Chu Qianqiu's power.
"I dare to ask my lord, could this be..." Wang Ji is worthy of being a prime minister. Seeing that Chu Qianqiu denied that it was the Wang family, he quickly found the murderer.
"Yes, it's Xu Shi'an who's causing trouble this time."
"Saint of the Perfect Academy, Qilinzi."
"It seems that he gained a lot from the sub-holy image and awakened some of the characteristics of heavenly beings."
"Otherwise, it would be impossible for the magic weapon to recognize its master."
Chu Qianqiu sneered and slapped the Yasheng statue with his palm. Through the sealed Mo Qilin and the effect of listening to the bloodline, Xu Shian's position was immediately locked.
puff!
"He, how could he become a heavenly being?"
Xu Shian vomited blood and said in disbelief.
This time, Chu Qianqiu came to Yasheng Temple alone. What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
A few days ago, Xu Shi'an, under the arrangement of the academy, not only met with the ancestors of the Wang family, but also got approval to study the Ya Sheng statue. Not only did he break through the realm of martial arts, he also found the mark left by the Confucian school on the Ya Sheng statue.
, he successfully recognized his master in one breath.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Not only did he secretly control the sub-holy statue of the Wang family, but he could also practice with the help of divine weapons, absorbing the essence of a thousand years of culture in one breath, and his cultivation level was like sitting on a
He climbed up like a rocket and reached the realm of manifestation in one breath.
Now that the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. He actually ignored the elder's instructions and directly sacrificed the accumulation of Ya Sheng Temple in an attempt to kill Chu Qianqiu.
The result is failure.
If Xu Shi'an has the strength of a fused celestial being, then he can use this sub-holy statue to exert even greater lethality, but he only has the cultivation level of the manifest realm, and it is already a waste to be able to unleash the killing moves of a fused celestial being.
The power of nine cows and two tigers.
Not to mention that Chu Qianqiu is a Heling Tianren, even if he were at the peak of his martial arts state, he would be able to withstand such an attack.
"Prince Xu, long time no see."
"The last time we met was when we were in Beijing."
Chu Qianqiu's voice echoed in Xu Shian's room, causing him to gnash his teeth and curse:
"Chu Qianqiu, you thief!"
"Are you here to kill me?"
"come!"
"Everyone in the world is afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"
"I'm not afraid of you!"
When Chu Qianqiu saw his crazy look, he was not angry, but rather funny:
"To be honest, you really don't deserve it."
"The ones Mr. Chu killed were all heroes, and at worst they had to be heroes. I don't really want to kill a scumbag like you."
"Killing you would be too humiliating."
"you!"
Xu Shian was ready to die, but when he heard that Chu Qianqiu looked down on him, his lungs almost exploded with anger.
There is no greater humiliation than contempt.
The luck on his head was already vaguely unstable.
It really works.
As the saying goes, anger burns the forest of merit. To take away other people's luck, it is best to do it at the moment when you lose your mind.
"You thief!"
"Prince Xu, have you suffered so much and not made any progress at all?"
"Are you still so reckless in doing things?"
"With your martial arts skills, could it be that you paid for your phone bill as a gift?"
Chu Qianqiu continued to stimulate him, and Xu Shi'an fully awakened.
Now he is not even worth killing.
Try to stimulate him as much as possible to see if you can make him grow faster.
"You thief! If you don't kill me, I will kill you in the future!"
Xu Shian's teeth almost bled from biting down.
His legs were shaking.
Facing Chu Qianqiu's aura, his instinctive reaction was to run away.
But he couldn't allow himself to show any cowardice in front of Chu Qianqiu.
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
"The price of assassinating King Wushuang this time will be repaid by the Xu family."
"Remember first, we will calculate the interest."
"I kill you!"
"By the way, you seem to have a problem with your luck. My brother-in-law can help you sort it out."
Chu Qianqiu smiled and said.
The magical power of great freedom of luck—interception of destiny!
Brother-in-law, you seem to have good luck.
But you can't control it, so your brother-in-law takes it for you.