Looking at the young man in white clothes carrying a gun in front of him, Qin Changsheng thought for a moment and then smiled slightly, "With a body of sinful blood and a destiny to break the army... In this world, a natural-born general finally appeared!"
"Thank you for the praise, senior!"
Jun Mo smiled and said.
Qin Changsheng shook his head, "If your realm is a little illusory, it will be good for you to step into the realm of the Holy King later. Sharpen the Thirteenth Divine Strategy, which is the hard work of many peerless generals in the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years.
Coupled with your martial spirit, 'One general can make a thousand bones wither', there will be nothing in the Sky Continent that cannot be pointed at by your military strength!"
Jun Moxiao cupped his hands, gave a big salute to Qin Changsheng, and then said: "My master is behind the thirteen spears, and fired the fourteenth spear - I will go to Huangquan to recruit my old troops, and I will kill Yama Luo with a hundred thousand banners!"
Qin Changsheng nodded, "A thousand years have passed, it's time for someone to take the fourteenth shot!"
After watching Lord Grim, Qin Changsheng glanced at Wang Xiao, Situ Huangfen, Bai Xiaopang and others, and made comments one by one, which could be regarded as giving guidance to the three of them on their path of cultivation.
When facing Jun Qingcheng, she just smiled and said: "Xiao Nizi, if my junior brother has not died for ten years, he will at least be able to reach the peak of the Saint King. Don't worry about the Xingtian Temple's disapproval of your affairs. If it's really them
If you don’t agree, call your senior brother and I’ll come out and demolish the Xingtian Temple to see if they agree!”
Jun Qingcheng nodded with a hint of shame on her face, but a smile spread across her lips, as if she had eaten honey.
Lin Huang's eyes widened. He had never thought about where he would go in the future. How could Qin Changsheng say that he would not die for ten years and reach the peak of the Saint King? What else could he achieve?
Great Emperor, you don’t need thirty years?
You are digging a hole for yourself!
Lin Huang was further away from Qin Changsheng...
Finally, Qin Changsheng turned his attention to Lin Huang and said with a smile, "Junior brother, come with me for a walk!"
Um?
Lin Huang raised his head and frowned, looking at Qin Changsheng in confusion.
Qin Changsheng looked at Lin Huang with a disappointed face and shook his head, "Why, the junior brother's own crisis has been resolved, so he will no longer care about the master?"
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed slightly... He really forgot about this.
Then Qin Changsheng patted Lin Huang's shoulder and said with a smile: "Junior brother just lent his body to Tyrant Wushuang, how about lending it to senior brother for fun now?"
Lin Huang's face was covered with black lines, and he kicked Qin Changsheng again.
But Lin Huang was unable to refute.
What the fuck...
"Don't worry, little junior brother, I won't seal your consciousness... It's just that we have traveled thousands of miles across the mountains and rivers, and there are murderous intentions at every step. Senior brother, with just a remnant soul, you are still a little behind!"
Qin Changsheng smiled.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, looking at the slightly frozen smile on Qin Changsheng's mouth, he seemed to feel a sense of seriousness and solemnity, and then nodded solemnly.
"You guys go back first, Xiaohuang will return to Qingtian Martial Mansion in seven days!"
Seeing Lin Huang nodding, Qin Changsheng waved his sleeve and directly cut through Taixu, whipping up thousands of miles of wind and sending everyone back to the Qingtian Martial Palace along the cracks in Taixu...
"Mr. Qin... would you like me to accompany you for a while?"
Before Zhao Tianjia stepped into the Taixu Crack, he turned to look at Qin Changsheng and said.
Qin Changsheng shook his head with a gentle smile, "It's just a bunch of clowns. With my junior brother and I here, we can chop them all the way sideways, there won't be any problem!"
Zhao Tianjia nodded and then disappeared into the Taixu crack.
After everyone left, the smile on Qin Changsheng's face gradually solidified. He narrowed his eyes, looked at the vast sky, and murmured a few curses secretly, "What a fucking bunch of people who don't know how high the sky is, how can I still...
You dare to bully my master while you are alive. Do you really think that I, Qin Changsheng, will no longer be the quasi-emperor if I die?"
"Little junior brother!"
Qin Changsheng suddenly raised his voice.
"exist!"
Lin Huang stood up and stood in front of Qin Changsheng.
"Senior brother will take you to kill people!"
Qin Changsheng laughed ferociously, with murderous intent in his eyes. In just a moment, the illusory figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into Lin Huang's body.
The next moment, Qin Changsheng, who was occupying Linhuang's physical body, stamped his steps, and his figure rose from the ground like a rainbow, and instantly flew into the void.
Then, Qin Changsheng waved his five fingers, and the fourteen Ming Dynasty forces in Linhuang's storage ring instantly appeared in the void, floating in front of Qin Changsheng. With a few clicks, the fourteen Ming Dynasty forces were completely opened...revealed.
There are twelve empty grids except for the General Sword and the Magic Sword.
"In the name of my quasi-emperor, I order the fourteen forces of the Ming Dynasty!"
In the void, Qin Changsheng's incomparably majestic voice sounded, like an ancient emperor looking down at the world, "The sword in the box of the Ming Dynasty's Fourteen Powers, no matter where you are at the moment, which evil demon you are suppressing, whose hand is in your life."
You will return to your position within a quarter of an hour!"
As soon as Qin Changsheng finished speaking, the General Sword and the Magic Sword among the Fourteen Dynasties of the Ming Dynasty emitted a light reaching into the sky. In an instant, the sword roared like a blue dragon commanding thousands of armies, and the murderous killing intent was like a white tiger that shocked the world. Two terrifying swords.
The breath condenses into a waterfall hanging upside down between heaven and earth...
It seems that at this moment, the Setsuna Sword is the Setsuna Sword.
Zhanlijue is also Zhanlijue!
At the top of Taixu, Qin Changsheng's white clothes were floating, as if he were wearing silk. He was full of desolation and vicissitudes, but it also gave people an overwhelming atmosphere that was killing all things in the world. He put his hands behind his hands and raised his head, like an emperor turning his back to the people, he closed his eyes
His eyes were waiting, and his body seemed to have overwhelming fighting spirit.
Keng!
In the emptiness of the sky, a long roar of a Suzaku suddenly came quickly.
Qin Changsheng still closed his eyes, but the forest wasteland in the sea of consciousness was dumbfounded. In the vast emptiness, he saw a thousand-foot-long Suzaku coming at lightning speed covered with a blue sea of fire. In just a moment, the Suzaku was
It quickly shrunk, and then turned into a long Suzaku sword with blue light reaching the sky, returning to the Fourteenth Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty.
In the mountains behind Qingtian Wu Mansion, Li Chunfeng has been practicing swordplay by the lake for a long time...
day to day.
Month after month.
Soon it will be year after year.
From the beginning to the end, he only practiced one sword. As for how many times he practiced it... Li Chunfeng couldn't count on his fingers.
It's just that he feels a little lonely practicing swordsmanship.
Lin Huang has been away from Qingtian Wufu for a long time. He is very worried. He doesn't know how well he has practiced. Will his elder brother be disappointed with him next time he sees his swordsmanship? And this broken wooden sword, today
I always feel uncomfortable using it.
A whoosh.
Just when Li Chunfeng was bored and energetic in training, he suddenly discovered a crack in the space in front of him.
Before he could get closer to think about it, people appeared one after another, like dumplings.
Wang Xiao.
Situ Huang's grave.
Little Fatty Bai.
Lu Donghuang.
Pei Xiufu.
The king is alluring.
…
Li Chunfeng was shocked. What kind of evil spell is this? Can people appear out of thin air?
The sudden scene scared Li Chunfeng's calves with cramps, and accidentally, the mahogany sword in his hand came out...
Li Chunfeng pointed at those people and said the word "you" several times in a trembling voice. He was so stunned that he had no idea how such a magical method could exist in the world.
"Your sword flew away!"
Zhao Tianjia immediately stared at the dull young man by the lake with great martial arts skills. He took out his crotch and said jokingly.
Li Chunfeng immediately turned around, only to find that his mahogany sword was like a wooden kite flying into the sky, staggering out of his sight.
Li Chunfeng suddenly became anxious and angry. How can you become a spirit with a wooden sword?
What about this motherfucker?
The sword suddenly ran away, what should I do?
…
When the mahogany sword of Qingtian Wufu disappeared, a ten-mile peach forest suddenly appeared in the vast emptiness, with peach blossoms flying all over the sky, looking particularly brilliant and beautiful. In just a moment, the ten-mile peach forest appeared
It appeared in front of the Fourteenth Movement of the Ming Dynasty and turned into a peach blossom.
A clanging sound.
A peach blossom then returned to the "Ten Miles of Peach Blossom" grid at the lower level of the Fourteen Powers of the Ming Dynasty...