Chapter 1270 Give it a try, what will happen if you lose!
In the mountains and forests.
Shen Changqing stepped on the hilt of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword, held the soul-suppressing bell upside down with his right hand, and held the nine blood spirit flags with his left hand. No matter how hard the three peerless Taoist weapons struggled, there was no way to break free.
Not only that.
As the power in Shen Changqing's hand intensified, the Soul-Calming Bell and the Blood Spirit Flag both let out a mournful cry, as if they could not withstand the power.
Gradually.
The Taoist soldier's struggle became slight, and then fell into complete silence for a moment.
Later.
Shen Changqing moved away the horn that was on the Heavenly Punishment Sword, and then let go of the Soul-Calming Bell and the Blood Spirit Flag.
"Can we have a serious talk now?"
The voice fell.
The Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword shook slightly, and the blood-colored sword body transformed into a young man wearing a blood robe with a strange face. His expression was cold and filled with terrifying evil aura, and there was also a hint of pride between his brows.
the other side.
The Soul-Calming Bell transformed into a burly middle-aged man with a fierce look, and the Blood Spirit Flag transformed into a young man dressed in black. If you look carefully, you can see that the so-called black clothes are not real black, but blood that is extremely rich.
Even if the other party is just standing there, a pungent smell of blood hits his face, and the blood-like clothes seem to be wailing and roaring from countless creatures.
But whether it was the young man in black or the burly middle-aged man, they all stood behind the young man in blood robes in a tacit understanding, looking at Shen Changqing with a somewhat fearful look.
"In the end what you want?"
The blood-robed young man looked at Shen Changqing with cold eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised. If it weren't for his inferior strength, he would have taken action long ago.
Shen Changqing put his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "My name is Fuyang, and I am now the sect leader of today's sect. As for my purpose, it is very simple. I only need you to surrender."
"Tianzong?"
A look of doubt flashed in the cold eyes of the young man in blood robe.
"Which divine clan does Tianzong belong to?"
"Tianzong is not affiliated with any of the gods. In other words, Tianzong is not a force of the gods, and I am not the god's lord, but just the god's king."
"impossible!"
The blood-robed young man shook his head, his face full of doubt.
"If you are not the God Clan, how can you be qualified to do business with the Zhufeng God Clan? If you are not the God Lord, how can you be worthy of us!"
Both himself and Soul-Suppressing Bell Blood Spirit Banner are truly peerless Taoist soldiers. No matter how powerful the God King is, it is impossible for him to suppress the three of them at the same time.
at this point.
The young man in blood robe is confident.
"When I was alive, I suppressed the supreme genius of an era. I ask myself that there is no one who can resist me in the realm of the God King. If you are not the God Lord, how can you be my opponent!"
He was the genius who suppressed an era. If he could not conquer his peers, how could he suppress an era?
so.
The blood-robed young man is confident that no monk in the God King realm can compete with his strength.
Maybe there will be geniuses of the same level in this era, but they are only comparable to themselves. It is absolutely impossible to suppress three peerless Taoist soldiers.
Seeing the confident look on the blood-robed young man, Shen Changqing said nothing, but raised his hand and punched the void.
boom--
The void collapses.
Rules collapse.
There is no divine power, nor any power of rules, only pure physical strength to the extreme.
"how?"
Shen Changqing took back his right hand and asked a question. The expression of the young man in blood robe suddenly changed.
When they first fought, he didn't notice anything was wrong with Shen Changqing. Only now did he suddenly realize that the opponent never used divine power or the power of rules from beginning to end.
Flesh!
An extremely powerful body!
"You have been sanctified in body!"
The blood-robed young man looked solemn and uttered a few words solemnly.
Sanctification of the body.
Even in his time, no god-king could do it, not even himself.
Just because it is too difficult to become a saint in the physical body, if it were not for the unique blessings of a race that is mainly based on the physical body like the Black Demon Clan, it would be impossible to achieve physical sanctification in the realm of the God King.
The monk in front of him did it, which shows that the other party's background is extremely terrifying.
"I don't know what grudges you have with the Zhufeng Divine Clan. Now that you are in my hands, there is only one thing you have to do, and that is to surrender to me."
"joke!"
The young man in blood robe laughed angrily, with a sarcastic look on his face.
"The Zhufeng Divine Clan has suppressed us for millions of years, and we have never surrendered. You want us to surrender, which is a joke!"
"If you don't surrender, you will only die."
A cold light appeared in Shen Changqing's eyes.
Regarding this.
There was no trace of fear on the face of the young man in blood robe, and his eyes were cold and stern: "There is no need to fear death. Even if our souls are destroyed, we will never surrender to you.
We were not afraid of the threat from the Zhu Feng Divine Clan back then, let alone you."
"If I guess correctly, the Spirit God Clan should have been destroyed by the Zhu Feng God Clan, right?"
Shen Changqing changed the subject.
As soon as the words "Lingshen Clan" were spoken, evil spirits emerged on the faces of both the blood-robed young man and the other two people.
"What on earth do you mean?"
The voice of the young man in blood robe became colder and colder, as sharp as the twelfth lunar month of winter.
Shen Changqing was not impressed by the other party's expression and said in an indifferent voice: "The Lingshen Clan was destroyed at the hands of the Zhufeng Clan. Do you not want to avenge the Lingshen Clan?
As far as I know, the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword was made from the body of a supreme genius from the Spirit God Clan in the past. The form you have transformed into now probably belongs to that genius!"
As soon as these words came out.
The face of the blood-robed young man became increasingly gloomy and ugly, with killing intent in his eyes.
Swearing doesn't reveal one's shortcomings.
If it weren't for the strength shown by Shen Changqing, the blood-robed young man would have already taken action at this moment.
Shen Changqing turned a blind eye to the other party's gaze that seemed to choose someone to devour.
"The Spirit God Clan was destroyed, the supreme genius who once suppressed an era was refined into Taoist soldiers, and the billions of creatures in the clan were refined into Blood Spirit Flags. Can you really forget this kind of hatred?"
"What do you want to say? If you just talk nonsense, there is no need for us to communicate!"
The young man in blood robe said bitterly.
When Shen Changqing heard this, his expression remained unmoved: "What I mean by this is very simple. As long as you are willing to surrender to me, I can avenge you for the destruction of the Spirit God Clan in the past."
"Only you?"
The blood-robed young man sneered.
Shen Changqing nodded: "Yes, it's up to me."
Seeing the firm and confident look on Shen Changqing's face, the sarcasm on the blood-robed young man's face gradually disappeared and turned into a solemn expression.
"The Zhu Feng God Clan has existed for several ancient epochs. They are the truly top class of gods. They have many strong men in the palace. Even other forces that are also members of the God Clan dare not deal with the Zhu Feng God Clan.
Even if you are the genius who has suppressed an era in this life, even if you can become a saint in the divine king realm, you still cannot shake the Zhu Feng Divine Clan.
Even if you can further prove the Divine Lord, it will be the same..."
The young man in blood robe had a complicated look on his face when he said this.
He thought of some unpleasant things.
At that time, I, no, to be precise, my predecessor was also so high-spirited. He did not take the strong men in the world in his eyes, thinking that he was a genius and would definitely become the top strong man in the world in the future.
However.
It wasn't until the moment of death that the young man in blood robe truly realized.
Talking about being a genius or having unparalleled talents is just a joke.
In front of those top protoss, the so-called geniuses are like ants. Before you can truly grow to the point where you threaten the protoss, the protoss will kill you first.
not only.
Even the racial forces behind him will be buried with him.
Shen Changqing shook his head: "What you can't do doesn't mean that I can't do it. Why would the Zhufeng Divine Clan hand you over to Tianzong? It's just because I captured two of their divine masters and needed to use peerless Taoist weapons. In exchange.
The Zhufeng God Clan is the top God Clan, and there are also Sword God Clan protecting me behind this throne.
In addition, it has been less than ten years since I became the God King, and no fewer than one of the God Lords have fallen in my hands. As long as you are willing to surrender to me, you can hope to avenge the Spirit God Clan."
There was a pause.
Shen Changqing said again: "Actually, you have no choice. With your current situation, even if I give you tens of millions of years, there is no possibility of revenge.
Now among all the geniuses in the heavens, I should be the most powerful. Only with the help of my power can you possibly deal with the Zhu Feng Divine Clan."
"Moreover……"
"So what if you lose the bet, the Spirit God Clan has been destroyed. Even if you lose the bet, the worst outcome is that you will be destroyed physically and mentally.
And with your status as Taoist soldiers, even if I die physically, you and others may not be physically and mentally destroyed, and may still fall into the hands of other forces as they are now.
Or just like the Zhu Feng Divine Clan, they have been suppressed by the strong until now."
Give it a try.
If you lose, the big deal will be business as usual.
If you win, you can avenge the Spirit God Clan.
The stakes are actually very simple. Shen Changqing pointed it out, causing the blood-robed young man and the other two peerless Taoist weapons to fall silent.
They all understood that what the person in front of them said was true.
The Lingshen Clan was wiped out, and it was impossible to avenge the Lingshen Clan with only the strength of himself and other peerless Taoist soldiers.
Want revenge.
You have to rely on the strength of other forces.
The Tianzong leader in front of him is very powerful. Although he doesn't know exactly what kind of power he has behind him, if he can let the Zhufeng Divine Clan make a deal with him, he can tell that the other party is special.
silence.
Still silent.
After a while, the young man in blood robe stared at Shen Changqing and said in a deep voice: "We can surrender to you, but you must swear that you will avenge the Spirit God clan."
"No problem, I, Fuyang, swear here today that if I get the allegiance of the Lingshen Clan's peerless Taoist soldiers, I will avenge the Lingshen Clan!"
Shen Changqing said loudly.
As soon as these words came out.
The look on the blood-robed young man's face softened a bit, and the murderous aura on his body had dissipated a lot.