For races such as Shenyue Capital and Hai Clan, the scepter is equivalent to their life.
Within the elves, every elf knows one thing: they refuse to lend their wives and scepters to others.
Jiu Ci is indeed the grandfather of the Seventh Palace King, but he cannot just take away the Seventh Palace King's scepter.
It should be noted that human cultivators use their strength to cultivate their bodies, while elves cultivate their scepters.
It can be said that if Jiu Ci took the scepter and destroyed the center of the scepter in a sinister way, the strength of the Seventh Palace King would be reduced by 80%, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he would be a useless person.
Jiu Ci's hand was still in the air. Everyone held their breath and looked at the Seventh Palace King, wondering what the Seventh Palace King would do.
At the palace reception banquet, Ye Qingge stole the show, but Jiu Ci was ignored.
It seems that there is not much intimacy between the Seventh Palace King and his grandson.
"Your Majesty, you can't!"
The princess said.
The King of the Seventh Palace looked at Jiu Ci's outstretched palm. After hesitating for a moment, under the surprised gaze of the princess, he placed the princely scepter, which symbolized strength and glory, in Jiu Ci's hand.
Jiuci took the scepter, weighed it in his palm, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
"You are my grandson, why should I be afraid?"
The Seven Palaces of Kings.
"Don't the seven kings know that the scepter cannot be given to even one's own son?"
Nine words theory.
The Seventh Palace King smiled nonchalantly: "But, you have to..." Jiuci snorted coldly, took the scepter and stepped on the table, stood on a high place, and raised the scepter.
Princess Minghuang gritted her teeth and said: "That is a prince-level scepter, can you use it?"
Jiu Ci lowered his eyes and glanced at Princess Minghuang, "You are a waste, so don't treat everyone else as waste."
After that, Jiu Ci poured his energy into the scepter, and the crystal on the top of the scepter suddenly lit up with a dazzling light! In an instant, strong winds blew up, and when thunder flashed, the lightning reflected on Jiu Ci's face.
When the scepter released its infinite power, all the diamond-shaped crystals and luminous pearls used for lighting in the palace banquet hall were shattered with a bang! The prince-level scepter actually burst out in Jiu Ci's hands.
Legendary power.
He raised his scepter high, and the dark sky and the sudden white light of lightning were like the messengers of hell, standing in the luxurious and magnificent mansion.
The King of the Seventh Palace's eyes lit up... The power of the scepter continued, releasing: Seal of Destruction! The Seal of Destruction, the King of the Seventh Palace had used it before.
It is considered to be the strongest realm move among the prince-level scepters.
Of course! With the scepter in Jiu Ci's hands, the Seal of Destruction has also strengthened to a very terrifying level.
Thirty-nine levels! Destroy the heaven and earth! No, it’s still going on! Forty-two levels! Swallow the sky and the sun! The Seventh Palace King swallowed his saliva and pinched the flesh on the Thor’s neck. The Thunder God screamed in pain,
Seeing this, the King of the Seventh Palace knew that this was not a dream! A human mortal who had never touched the scepter could not only directly release the power of the prince's scepter, but even go to a higher level! Each layer of the Seal of Destruction
Heaven, the kings of the seven palaces have to practice for a year and a half before they can become proficient and accomplished.
This boy's abilities and talents are beyond the pale! He has even ascended to multiple heavens! The Seventh Palace King couldn't help but sigh, he even had a very strong thought deep in his heart.
As long as Jiu Ci is given a scepter, he can pierce through the Nine Heavens! "Everyone, help me! Break the formation!"
Jiu Ci shouted, looking directly at Qing Ge in the Demon-Slaying Formation, anxious and worried.
Yan Bingtong raised the red flame scepter high, and streams of red flame fire erupted, converging on Jiu Ci's body, and finally absorbed and fused with the prince's scepter in Jiu Ci's hand! The Seventh Palace King has no power in his hands.
The staff can only be used with the palm facing Jiu Ci, and the two palms are punched out in the air, transferring the power of pure elf blood to Jiu Ci.
When Jiu Ci absorbed the power of the Seventh Palace King's bloodline, he lightly frowned his beautiful sword eyebrows, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Just now, his bloodline seems to have undergone some changes! The God of Thunder also sacrificed the prince's scepter and spurted the power of thunder and lightning to Jiu Ci.
The ancestor punched out from the air, and his energy transformed into shape, and then he saw fierce tigers coming out of the mountains and hidden dragons coming out of the abyss.
The roar of dragons and tigers stirred up in the palace, deafening, resounding throughout the city, reaching into the sky! The tigers and hidden dragons swayed in the strong wind, rushing into Jiu Ci's body, and only the light and shadow flashed, the power of the dragon and the tiger
, were all drawn away by the prince's scepter.
More and more strength and energy were transformed from Jiu Ci's body and poured into the scepter.
The power of the scepter had reached a boiling point. Jiu Ci's black eyes reflected bright light. He could see the soles of his feet crushing a table under his feet. He rushed out quickly and powerfully, jumped into the sky, and stood on the ground.
Beside the demon-slaying formation surging with thunder, cold wave, and blood mist.
The scepter in Jiu Ci's hand erupted with the force of massacre, twisting into one force, marching forward with a loud song, crashing into the strong and terrifying demon-slaying formation like thunder from the sky with overwhelming force.
Bang! The demon-slaying formation cracked! Jiu Ci's eyes filled with joy, and the sound of carnival resounded in the palace banquet hall! Suddenly, everyone's expressions froze, and the smiles froze at the corners of their mouths.
I saw that the cracked formation gaps were restored again.
This was a blow that gathered all the power in the palace, but it had no effect! Jiu Ci's face was pale and his lips were withered. As his chest shook, he spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.
Jiu Ci's body fell down, and the Seventh Palace King jumped over and supported Jiu Ci.
"No..." Jiuci panicked and shouted miserably.
He pushed the King of the Seventh Palace away, exerted force with his feet, and flew up into the sky quickly like lightning, like a sudden meteor.
Jiuci went crazy, pulled out a soul-eating nail, and used the power of a scepter.
The power of the scepter he sent out was actually stronger than the sum of all the people just now! The Holy Domain King narrowed his eyes and looked at the Seventh Palace King: "These brothers and sisters, if they are well cultivated, they will stand up to the sky and stand on the ground!"
The Seventh Palace King looked at Jiu Ci in surprise. The power exerted by the scepter in Jiu Ci's hand was so powerful! No one knew that Jiu Ci was pulling out the soul-eating nail in order to break the formation.
Every time a soul-eating nail is pulled out, the suppressed evil bone power will come out, and Jiu Ci will use this power to break the formation! Jiu Ci's eyes are red, and he is desperate for his life. As the soul-eating nail is pulled out, he releases
The power of the scepter is getting stronger and stronger.
Only Yan Bingtong discovered Jiu Ci's weirdness: "Ci'er, stop! Stop it quickly!"
Jiu Ci seemed to be in a daze. He only wanted to break the formation until he pulled out all the soul-eating nails in his evil bones! Now, it was the seventh soul-eating nail.
He was floating high in the sky, and the blood in his body collected at his feet, soaking through his black soft boots, and dripped down like water.
Blood dripped on Princess Minghuang's cheek. Princess Minghuang raised her hand and touched her face, then looked down at her hand.
Seeing the sticky dark red blood all over her hand, Princess Minghuang let out a shrill cry of fear, wiped off the blood on her face and hands, and hurriedly ran to the Seventh Princess.
"Father, something seems wrong with Jiu Ci. Is he in a daze?
He is in very bad shape!”
Princess Linglong said worriedly.
At this point, the Seven Palace Kings and everyone have discovered it.
The King of the Seventh Palace did not have a scepter, so he could only rely on his own strength, and rushed into the sky with Yan Bingtong, trying to stop Jiu Ci who had gone crazy.
However, when they went to stop Jiu Ci, Jiu Ci waved his staff and swept them away.
The King of the Seventh Palace, Yan Bingtong fell to the ground and looked up at Jiu Ci again, only to see that Jiu Ci was still using the power of the scepter to break the formation.
Every time the storm with the power of the scepter failed to destroy the demon-slaying formation, Jiu Ci's body would be backfired by the formation.
Blood welled up in his throat, and Jiuci swallowed it hard, then waved the scepter.
The eighth soul-eating nail! The ninth one!... The nine words are still going on.
He was like crazy and had no intention of stopping.
Boom boom boom! The thunder sounded, and the power of thunder and lightning in the formation knocked Jiu Ci away.
The injured King of the Seventh Palace rushed over to support Jiu Ci.
Jiu Ci raised his blood-stained face and stared at the demon-slaying formation, already frightened.
Pain gradually gathered in Jiu Ci's eyes! But he saw that inside the formation, the condensed cold wave surged into the beast and swallowed Qing Ge, and the gathering thunder storm also bombarded Qing Ge.
"Ah..." Jiu Ci let out a miserable cry, feeling extremely painful.
The scepter fell to the ground, and Jiu Ci fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands, crying without any image in front of everyone.
Princess Ming Huang looked at the frozen formation and smiled. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Jiu Ci indifferently.
Yan Bingtong opened her mouth... took a few steps back... Cheng Min clenched her fists.
There was a dim look in Jiang Ruyan's eyes. Is the person she fell in love with a waste?
Thunder God cried and comforted Jiu Ci: "Jiu Gong, please forgive me. Master's spirit in heaven will protect you."
With that said, the God of Thunder threw a handful of paper money, shocking the spectators.
Why does this Five Kings and God of Thunder carry paper money with them?
It's so weird! Thunder God's words stimulated Jiu Ci even more, and the nails of his hands dug tightly into the flesh of his legs.
"Master, you are still so young, why did you leave..." Thunder God cried: "How can you let me live?"
Yan Bingtong's face was full of anger.
She clenched her scepter tightly, her whole body burned with blazing red fire, and she looked at the Seventh Princess angrily.
It must be the work of the Seventh Princess and Madam Sanctuary.
At this moment, a sound as clear and crisp as glass breaking rang in the middle of everyone's ears.
Yan Bingtong was about to find Madam Sanctuary with her body covered in red flames. When the Seventh Princess and her son set up an attack to investigate, the fixed demon-slaying formation suddenly shattered.
The red light all over the sky seemed to have reached the end of the sky.
This gorgeous city seems to be decorated with mottled and broken clouds.
In the night sky, the cold stars are no longer there, but the electric light remains motionless, and the black frost is like catkins, floating in the sky.
Yan Bingtong looked up stiffly, her pupils tightening... A peerless figure was reflected in everyone's eyes.
A touch of red that stuns the whole city.
A pair of soft boots gently landed behind Jiu Ci and patted Jiu Ci's shoulder.
"Why are you crying?"
An ethereal and cold voice sounded, gentle and pleasant.
The familiar voice made Jiu Ci's spine freeze.
Behind him, there was a gentle sigh.
Qing Ge looked at the blood on Jiu Ci's back and knew what Jiu Ci had done to break the formation.
Just now, she was trapped by the mysterious cold wave of the deep sea and the sudden thunder and lightning storm. She was immersed in the broken formation and had no idea what was happening outside.
Thor exclaimed: "Master, are you still alive?"
Qing Ge's face darkened. Although she had accepted Thor as her disciple in order to gain some money, she suddenly had the urge to return the Yuan Stone and sever the master-disciple relationship with Thor.
Jiu Ci slowly raised his head. There was blood between his fingernails in his hands, and his face was indistinguishable from blood and tears.
He was afraid that it was his hallucination, so he turned around very slowly. When he saw Qing Ge, tears filled his eyes.
He was speechless and could only watch the song blurred in tears.
Qing Ge knelt down, stretched out her hands, and hugged Jiu Ci lightly: "Silly, your sister is so powerful, will she be hit hard by a mere cold wave?"
"I'm afraid."
Nine words theory.
"No matter how scared you are, don't joke with your own life.
It won’t happen again!”
After speaking softly, the healing power of Xue Lingzhu caressed the wound on Jiu Ci's back.
Qing Ge sighed, and used her strong mental power to replace the soul-eating nails scattered beside Jiu Ci's spine.
Now Jiu Ci's spine is inseparable from the soul-eating nails.
Just like her soul, she cannot lose the spirit-removing needle.
Jiu Ci sat obediently and allowed Qing Ge to use the healing power and mental power of the Snow Lingzhu to heal his evil bones.
Jiu Ci breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Qingge was not injured at all.
Qingge's eyes were a little moist, and she forced herself to hold back the tears that welled up in her eyes.
She helped Jiu Ci stand up and sat down on the chair.
The God of Thunder felt lost, leaning his head on Cheng Min's shoulder: "Master won't hug me."