That was the terrifying coercion belonging to the strong men in the Imperial Realm. Once it was released, the earth trembled.
It was several times more terrifying than the previous flash of sword, and the heaven and earth roared, as if they had been smashed apart by a punch.
The protective formation in Xixie City below exploded to pieces!
The buildings in the city collapsed in pieces and turned into ruins, and many monks were blown to pieces.
Even Su Qiye and the others suffered a huge impact.
It was as if the punch hit them directly. Wei Xuan was hit immediately, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the protective shield was loosened.
Swordman Qinghan, Mo Wuchen and the others were directly knocked out and smashed into the treasure building.
The Xuantian armor on Wang Churan's body shone brightly, and the pendant around her neck also released a soft light, protecting her. With the protection of these two things, Wang Churan did not suffer any impact and only took a few steps back.
In an instant, Su Qiye felt a punch hit his head hard.
Click~
At that moment, Su Qiye felt that his head was going to be blown to pieces.
However, the Juetian Divine Sword in the sea of swords immediately surged and released a wisp of sword energy that enveloped Su Qiye's whole body.
The terrifying pressure dissipated in an instant, but there was still severe pain in my head, as if it was cracking.
"Is this the Imperial Realm?" Su Qiye stepped back a few meters and knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
Without the protection of the Juetian Divine Sword, he might have died just now.
"Su Qiye, are you okay?" Wang Churan saw Su Qiye like this and hurriedly helped him up.
"I'm fine." Su Qiye stood up and shook his head.
Now he clearly realizes how weak his strength is.
Even an emperor-level expert couldn't resist the aftermath of a trace of fist light. Without the Juetian Divine Sword, he would have died.
Swordman Qinghan and the five of them were in a worse situation, with their chests collapsed and blood gushing out.
Fortunately, Luo Fugui intervened in time, otherwise the sword man Qinghan and the five of them would have been blown to pieces.
Naluo Fugui was also seriously injured, and one of his arms almost exploded.
Wang Jiulong took action immediately, raising his hand to reveal the imperial aura, resisting the terrifying fist aura released by Emperor Ying Xuanwu.
In an instant, everyone was relieved and gasped for breath.
"Is this a powerful person in the Imperial realm? It's so terrifying, it's almost going to destroy the world!" A monk said in horror, with an expression on his face as if he was surviving a disaster.
His body was torn apart and he almost couldn't hold on anymore. Fortunately, the light from his fist dissipated and Wang Jiulong blocked it.
Wang Jiulong waved his hand, a ray of light bloomed, and a huge shield suddenly fell.
It looks like a pot lid.
"Yingxuan! You are already in the Martial Emperor realm, yet you are so arrogant in taking action and don't take everyone else seriously? Are you treating human life like a piece of grass?" Wang Jiulong scolded sternly.
He punched back and blasted away violently.
Boom~
The two fist lights collided, causing a sound of shaking heaven and earth.
I saw a flash of light blooming, sweeping in all directions, and the sky was shattered, like broken glass.
The invisible air wave destroyed the entire mountain forest outside Xixie City. The hills were flattened. Some monks who were less lucky were lying on the hills. In the end, they disappeared in an instant and turned into a cloud of blood.
The fog has gone.
The entire Xixie City was resisted by Wang Jiulong's shield, so overall it was not affected. The aftermath of the battle between the two emperors could not affect the people under the shield.
Su Qiye raised his head and looked at the sky, with a hint of spiritual light shining in his eyes.
"Take a good look. This is the Imperial Realm. With just one move, you can destroy an entire city!" Jueren said to Su Qiye.
Su Qiye was very shocked in his heart, and at the same time, he secretly made up his mind that he must reach the top of the Imperial Realm.
"Boy, let me ask you, can you have some potential? The Imperial Realm is nothing. If you want to set a goal, just go directly to the world. The Ancient Continent is just a deserted land on the edge. It's nothing.
Place." Jueren couldn't help complaining.
"Uh..." Su Qiye was confused. He had forgotten that Jueren could understand his innermost thoughts.
"Senior Jueren, don't worry, I will definitely keep going and reach the top!" Su Qiye said seriously and firmly.
Above the sky, the battle did not last long.
After the two sides exchanged punches, Emperor Ying Xuanwu dropped a cold and stern word.
"Wang Jiulong, when the Bailing Battlefield is over, I, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, will definitely come to ask for an explanation!" The roaring voice shook the entire Bailing Battlefield.
Countless creatures and monks, no matter how far away they were, felt the killing intent in these words, and this anger shot straight into the sky.
Many people were so frightened that they trembled, and the monks who were closer to Xixie City knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Jiulong's voice sounded: "Yingxuan, do you really think that your Piaomiao Immortal Sect is invincible in the world? Do you really think that my Jiulong Guard has no one? Since you still want to come, then I, Wang Jiulong, will stay with you to the end!
"
This voice is very domineering, not afraid at all, and full of fighting spirit.
Facing the emperor-level experts from the Immortal Sect, Wang Jiulong was still very domineering, which shocked many monks' hearts.
"Are these Nine Guards so arrogant? Are they not even afraid of the Immortal Sect?" A monk exclaimed.
"You know nothing. Do you know what the Nine Guards represent? Not to mention that the Nine Guards are only the weakest among the Nine Dragon Guards. Wang Jiulong is also a strong man in the Emperor Realm. If the other eight guards take action together, what will happen to the Immortal Sect?
It’s not like you have to retreat three points!” A monk explained.
Above the sky, the torn hole has been closed. The Emperor Realm of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect can no longer take action and can only retreat.
Even a strong person in the Imperial realm cannot stop the power of the rules of the small world of Bailing Battlefield for too long.
"Are you going to retreat now?" Su Qiye still hadn't recovered a bit. The shock given by that punch was too strong.
Unexpectedly, this battle ended so quickly.
"Nonsense, do you think the Emperor Realm is very strong? Besides, that guy is only at the third level. If you want to break through the world of Bailing Battlefield, you can only sustain it for a while at most. If the world does not retreat for a long time, it will be destroyed by Bailing.
The world rules of the battlefield will be strangled!" Jueren said.
Su Qiye suddenly realized that there was such a restriction.
Suddenly he felt extremely lucky. If there was no such restriction, he would probably encounter even greater trouble.
"Don't think too much. Remember to attend the Bailing auction when the time comes. I always feel that there is something I need in it." Jueren continued.
"Okay." Su Qiye nodded solemnly.
Afterwards, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the broken void returned to normal.
Wang Jiulong slowly walked to the front of the Zhenbao Building. Su Qiye saw that his expression seemed to have changed slightly.
"Is he injured?" Su Qiye was confused in his heart.
"Well, he was already severely injured by his original power. This time he forced his way out and the injury was even more serious. It is estimated that he will be alive in a few days." Jueren nodded and said.
After landing, Wang Jiulong walked towards Su Qiye.
"Can you refine the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill?" Wang Jiulong's voice sounded, and at the same time a breath enveloped his body. It seemed that only he could hear his words.
Su Qiye glanced at Wang Churan and others beside him, but none of them seemed to have heard.
"Yeah." Su Qiye nodded.
"Little friend, I was injured originally, and now I'm not willing to fight against the Immortal Sect Emperor Realm for you, which makes the injury even more serious, so I need you to help me refine the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill." Wang Jiulong said.
At this time, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, which seemed to say, if you don't help me refine it, the consequences will be difficult.
"There is no problem in making alchemy. Just provide me with the materials and treasures I need. What about my safety after I go out?" Su Qiye asked.
"Don't worry, as long as you can refine it, I will find you whatever you want. When you get out, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch you!" Wang Jiulong said with a solemn promise. He now looked at Su Qiye and said
It's like looking at your own savior.
Because of his injury, he originally needed the Soul Renewal Pill to save his life, but there were no high-level alchemists to be found, and they were all searched out by the Daxia royal family.
How could he not be excited now that he knew that Su Qiye could refine the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill? Not only could he be cured of his illness, but he might also be able to improve himself.
"Okay." Su Qiye nodded.
The reason why Wang Jiulong believed in Su Qiye so much was because he also discovered the strange vision that Su Qiye showed when he was refining alchemy.
To make an elixir that can produce strange phenomena in the world and make the elixir fragrant, one must at least be an eighth-level alchemist. Ordinary eighth-level alchemists cannot do this!