Following the sound of the sky breaking, Shen Qian stopped at the edge of the scale.
At this time, the cold wind blew by, and Shen Qian, who had escaped from the second state, thought of the scene just now, and was still a little ashamed.
I was so excited that I even shouted "Who is the peak at the end of martial arts?"
Fortunately, there was nothing strange in the eyes of Tan Taiqin, the only spectator at the scene.
As for the half-dead Li Sixi, she is not considered a human being.
"It's awesome... But I understand why those big guys like to recite poetry. It's really interesting."
When Shen Qian thought of the scene just now, his heart still swayed.
One against ten thousand.
And he is also a heavenly soldier and general in Chinese legend.
Although they are just a group of "zombie", their strength is above the standard.
Pick any one of them, even among the four major schools, they are definitely not weak.
Shen Qian took a deep breath and calmed down completely, then raised his head and looked at the huge creature standing between the sky and the earth.
The simple and heavy atmosphere hits your face.
Although the shape of the measuring scale is just a very simple weight, when its height exceeds ten thousand feet, it will still look majestic and spectacular.
Shen Qian stood under the weighing scales that held the heavens and the earth, as small as an ant.
The black and gray scale only has a huge "funnel"-like symbol in the middle.
A vague sense of depression came out of it, and Shen Qian collected part of his breath and felt a lot more comfortable.
"It is said that the measuring scale is a thing used by the ancient water gods to control water. It can determine the universe, control all things, measure the heaven and the earth, and move mountains and seas."
Tantai Qin, who was half leaning on Shen Qian, was also staring at the black mountain in front of him and said softly at the same time.
"Ancient Water God?" Shen Qian was startled, and then said in disbelief, "I admit that this weight is an extraordinary weight. After all, it can easily suppress mountains and seas, and can also block time and space in a certain area. But what is the purpose of measuring the world and overwhelming the sea? Isn’t it a bit ridiculous?”
"According to my memory, this weight should be just a part of it. There is also a sea-fixing needle, two sky-locking chains...the combination of these is a complete scale."
Tantai Qin explained softly.
"The Sea-Dinging Needle...is it the Sea-Dinging Needle in "Journey to the West"?" Shen Qian asked in surprise.
"What is "Journey to the West"?" Tantai Qin had doubts on his face.
Shen Qian patted his head and then remembered that Tantai Qin was not a postmodern figure. He probably had never read that well-known novel.
This story has been remade countless times before the disaster, and it is still as influential after the disaster.
"Uh... a novel. According to the description in that novel, the Sea-Dinging Needle weighs 13,500 kilograms and can be long or short. It is the divine object used by the Dragon King to stabilize the sea. It is also called the Ruyi Golden Cudgel."
Shen Qian recalled and roughly described it.
"The real Dinghai Divine Needle can indeed change its size at will, but..."
Tan Taiqin nodded and shook his head, "According to the catalogue, its weight is not 13,500 kilograms. Using modern measurement methods, it has exceeded one million kilograms."
"One million kilograms?"
Shen Qian was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Damn it, who can move this damn thing!"
His physical body has now transformed, and his physical strength has reached more than 10,000 kg, but that is only physical strength.
Even if his explosive strength can reach this level, there is still a gap of 990,000 kilograms between one million kilograms.
Moreover...even if the explosive force can reach one million kilograms, it does not mean that one million kilograms of weapons can be used.
If we really want to get to that point, our physical strength will be exhausted?
Just thinking about it, Shen Qian couldn't help but take a breath.
Moreover, if Tan Taiqin’s statement is true and the golden cudgel weighing one million kilograms is only part of the scale, how much does the real scale weigh?
Shen Qian raised his head and looked at the tall mountains reaching into the sky in front of him, and he no longer dared to think about it any more.
...How could the ancient gods be so terrifying?
"Tantai, how much explosive power can you achieve?"
Shen Qian asked curiously, taking the opportunity to understand the strength of top Shanhai.
"The pure physical strength is only 200,000 kilograms, but with the blessing of 'Tao', supplemented by magical powers and spiritual weapons, it can exceed 500,000 kilograms."
Tantai Qin actually knew everything and said everything, so he sold himself without even thinking about it.
Shen Qian silently calculated.
The top mountains and seas are indeed so terrifying. They can probably crush him to death with one finger...but they can't even lift a legendary golden cudgel.
Outrageous!
"Then... where is the prince?" Shen Qian took the opportunity to ask.
Purely out of great curiosity, he wanted to find out the difference between modern warriors and mythical figures.
"Prince...I don't know. I haven't broken that barrier. I'm just looking at things through the fog. That's a completely different world."
Tantai shook his head, "Besides, there is a gap between princes and princes... But I think, if it is to drive the scale, the top princes should be able to do it."
Shen Qian nodded, he just needed a clear thought.
After learning that the measuring scale in front of me was actually a fragment of an artifact that could be moved, the remaining joy of being "an enemy of ten thousand people" was instantly gone.
Shen Qian suddenly realized that he still had a long, long way to go.
"Maybe mountains and seas are just the beginning..."
Shen Qian murmured.
But his eyes became brighter.
Assuming that "Ancient Human Race History" did not lie to him, the human race really grew up in the shadow of the ancient immortals and gods.
That shows that human power can also defeat the so-called gods.
Otherwise, where would those gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons that filled the sky back then be now?
What is going on with this dilapidated so-called heaven in front of us?
Shen Qian had some doubts before. Since Liangliang has been suppressing the periphery, how did the heaven come to be destroyed?
Until he suddenly realized it just now.
As long as you are strong enough, your realm cannot limit anything.
Can't he also kill those heavenly soldiers and generals in the same realm?
Thinking like this, Shen Qian's state of mind became clearer and clearer, and even the spiritual core that had been dormant for a long time quietly strengthened a little at this moment, glowing with blazing brilliance again.
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"Who is the peak at the end of martial arts, who is the peak..."
Suddenly enlightened, Shen Qian laughed loudly and became heroic again. With a move of his feet, he hugged Tantai Qin and instantly crossed a kilometer distance to the edge of the scale.
He would like to see what the inside of the heaven covered by the scales looks like!
Phew!
Shen Qian stepped forward again, and his eyes suddenly opened up, revealing a series of bricks and tiles of the palace hidden in the clouds and mist. It was really magnificent and magnificent.
He exhaled loudly, and just when he was about to roar again, the corner of his eye glanced down, and his body suddenly froze.
Phew!
Shen Qian swept back behind the scale at a faster speed than before.
"Huh?" Tantaiqin, who was lying on Shen's back, turned around to look in confusion.
"So many people... hallucination, it must be hallucination, how can there be so many!"
Shen Qian first uttered three words, then murmured a few words to himself, and then he stretched out his head and took a tentative look again.
"Hiss!"
Shen Qian retracted his head, first took a breath, and then asked Tantai Qin, who was still a little confused, "Tantai, you are well-informed. How many enemies have you faced at most?"
"I once destroyed a 'sect'. At that time, they probably had hundreds of thousands of believers."
Tantaiqin recalled it and said.
She saw that something was wrong with Shen Qian's expression, and couldn't help but asked curiously, "I can't use my consciousness. I didn't see anything clearly just now. Are there many people over there?"
"Yeah." Shen Qian nodded.
"What's the specific quantity?"
"How many heavenly soldiers did you think there were when heaven was at its peak?"
"Ten million."
"That's probably...that's all."
Shen Qian rubbed his sore eyebrows and said.
After a startling glance, Shen Qian had a very clear idea of what it means to be surrounded by mountains and plains, and what it means to be able to cover the sky and the sun in all directions.
Moreover, many of the obscure auras made him tremble.
This shows that there is more than one existence above the mountains and seas over there.
At this moment, go to hell with all the heroic spirit of kicking Lingxiao Palace and punching Nantianmen. Shen Qian decided to go home.
This is not how you send yourself to death!
Hey, wait...
Shen Qian suddenly realized something again.
Although there are beings above the mountains and seas over there, the scales are stuck here and they can't get out!
As long as he is within the protection range of the scale, he is invincible.
I’m afraid.
After thinking about this, Shen Qian changed his mind again.
Even if you can’t get through, you can still take a few glances.
He regained his composure, turned around and took out the measuring scale again, stepping into the void and displaying his figure openly.
However, Shen Qian still glanced at the position with the corner of his eye to prevent himself from accidentally crossing the line.
Countless suspended towers and pavilions are hidden in the endless clouds and mist. Although signs of dilapidation can be seen vaguely, they are much better than the broken walls and ruins outside.
Looking further down, Shen Qian still felt a little numb despite having sufficient mental preparation.
Just below the clouds and mist, there is an equally endless "black plain", occasionally dotted with some gold and silver.
That's not a plain, but a dense sea of people with no end in sight.
Their bodies were broken, but they were wearing shining armor, and all kinds of long weapons were neatly erected in their hands. They just stood there silently, exuding murderous aura soaring into the sky.
...There is really no fucking end in sight.
Shen Qian didn't believe it before, but now, he had to believe it.
Maybe, maybe, there really are tens of millions of heavenly soldiers in heaven.
At least what he can see within his field of vision is at least a million upwards.
What an exaggeration!
And maybe because the recruitment standards are very strict, they are almost the same height. After putting on the armor, even if they are just broken bodies, when they are gathered together, they are very shocking.
Among them, there are at least hundreds of generals in silver armor.
Not to mention, Shen Qian also saw some heavenly generals wearing golden armor.
The momentum of every golden-armored general is like a bottomless abyss.
"The 30,000-person sky-soldier array I killed was probably just their patrol force or a 'small elite'?"
Shen Qian was somewhat depressed at this moment.
Clang!
The moment Shen Qian walked out openly, the heavenly soldiers and generals standing quietly under the clouds and mist all looked over.
Being stared at by so many pairs of dead eyes, along with their uniform movements and the sound of clashing armors, made Shen Qian's hair stand on end for a moment.
However, after taking several deep breaths, Shen Qian calmed down.
As long as he does not cross the line constrained by excessive scales, even if there are tens of millions of heavenly soldiers here, they can't do anything to him.
It's just a pity that I can't go and take a look inside the heaven.
Thinking of another purpose of this trip, Shen Qian faced those millions of eyes, took a deep breath and suddenly shouted: "Jiang Chengye!"
In an open environment, his voice turned into rolling thunder through the blessing of Yuanli, echoing throughout the world.
"Jiang Chengye! Jiang Chengye! Jiang..."
After waiting quietly for more than ten seconds, he looked down at the boundless sea of corpses composed of heavenly soldiers and generals. He shook his head before sinking and was about to leave. Suddenly, he felt something and stopped again.
First, there was a surging wind and clouds all around. Behind Zi Shenqian, in the outer area of the heaven, rays of silver light came rushing through the clouds and mist.
When these people stopped at a distance and stared at Shen Qian with confusion and vigilance, Shen Qian could see their appearance clearly.
The silver armor of a general with dark purple lines on his face is very similar to Li Sixi's appearance, just like the scavenger in Shen Qian's memory.
More importantly, Shen Qian quickly recognized some familiar faces among the dozen young men and women who rushed out.
"Fu Xiaoxiao! Ye Jialei! Zhai Bufan!"
"Sure enough, you are not dead...but why are you not dead..."
At this moment, Shen Qian also wanted to understand what Li Sixi meant by "I didn't expect you left Yaochi".
Obviously, there is actually someone waiting to intercept him at the exit of every peripheral fairy palace.
Shen Qian was a little confused.
According to Old Man Hu's original statement, the sixteen people who followed Jiang Chengye were all killed by the witch, and the "door" was pushed open with their blood.
But why are they here again?
Or... they are actually dead, but just like the heavenly soldiers and generals below, they have become another kind of monster.
No one in this group of young men and women answered Shen Qian's questions. After seeing the half-dead Li Sixi in Shen Qian's hands, they all stopped vigilantly and stood still.
It seems like we are waiting for something.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps between heaven and earth.
It was a strange feeling. The footsteps were obviously not heavy, but Shen Qian clearly heard every step he made.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the endless array of heavenly soldiers inside.
Then, he saw a man.
He was wearing a colorful battle armor, a purple gold crown on his head, and a Fang Tian painted halberd on his back. He was like the God of War coming out of an ancient scroll. He stepped on the heads of those heavenly soldiers and generals step by step from a very far distance, slowly And walked over quickly.
His face is fair and fair, and his face is handsome and deep. Except for his deep eyes that have been affected by the vicissitudes of time, everything else is exactly the same as the photos in Shen Qian's memory.
"Jiang Chengye..."
Although he had expected it, Shen Qian's mood still became extremely complicated at the moment when he really faced the other party.