Chapter eight hundred and eighteen the death of the prince
"Killing a person who is not easy to change?" Zhehuali's pupils narrowed, and the demon sword behind him suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Prince Qiu Ming.
Lin Xiao, the little man in the lamp, told them the secret of the Unchangeable Ones, which provoked an internal fight among the boarders. Zhehuali originally suspected that the Unchangeable Ones could die.
I just didn't expect that Prince Qiu Ming would intercept and kill other people who boarded the ship, and even killed one.
Prince Qiu Ming said leisurely: "I want to see if killing other non-constants will have any impact on us. Maybe it will give us one more person. But I found that I came to the edge of virtualization. Last time
Due to reincarnation, part of my strength has disappeared. I'm afraid I won't have time to test whether this idea is feasible, and I will become a ghost."
Zhehuali's heart sank.
He still doesn't feel that he is in a state of virtualization, which shows that Ghost Ship believes that Prince Qiu Ming's power is greater than his, so Prince Qiu Ming was virtualized by Ghost Ship, weakening his power.
"I don't dare to cut off my own cultivation, because if I cut off my cultivation, I will probably die in the hands of others, so I put aside other things and came to look for you two."
Prince Qiu Ming smiled and said: "My purpose in the lower realm this time is to get rid of Qin Ba Ti and other reform sects, and nip the threat of the lower realm in the bud. Zhehuali, you are the elite army of heaven, and I am the prince of heaven. You
I'm a subordinate, and you know exactly what to do. After I got rid of Qin Ba's body, I cut myself off to cultivate myself, and you turned into a ghost. I survived and destroyed this strange ship, and you still have a chance to survive."
Zhehuali was silent, then suddenly shook his head and said: "I can't trust you, I only trust my sword."
He raised his head and looked at Prince Qiu Ming from a distance: "I have walked the path myself, and my cultivation has been cultivated by myself. My life was given by my parents, not by the prince. Although I am a talented soldier in heaven,
I am not a bitch. My parents gave me life, and I want to hold it firmly in my hands and not give it to anyone."
Prince Qiu Ming frowned slightly and said: "My method is simple, that is to get rid of all the other non-constants, leaving me alone, and then commit suicide."
Zhehuali looked at him in surprise.
Prince Qiu Ming said: "Without the Unchangeable Constant on this ship, the stability of the magical power will drop to the lowest point and the magical power will collapse. As long as the magical power collapses, we will return to our respective eras and no one will have to die. You
Don’t worry, I am confident that I have the strength to kill the strong men of the thirty-fifth generation!”
He was extremely conceited and said: "You studied under Luo Wushuang and Fu Riluo, and entered the Tao with a sword. It is very extraordinary. But what you have learned are all wild ways."
Zhehuali frowned.
Prince Qiu Ming said: "I learn the Emperor's Seat Technique from Heaven, and I am personally guided and taught by the Heavenly Master of Heaven. Many people look down on the children of the Emperor's family and think that we are all playboys. This is wrong. The number of our princes
There are so many people. If you want to get ahead, you need to work harder and be more diligent than anyone else. Otherwise, the prince will be like a phoenix with no feathers, worse than a rooster! And the royal family has many ways to fight. The dangers I encounter in this life are no more than yours.
few."
Zhehuali was in awe and said in a deep voice: "The prince was entrusted with an important task, and it was obvious that he had to fight his way out of thousands of princes."
Prince Qiu Ming smiled and said: "So, Zhehuali, will you follow me?"
"No."
Zhehuali said calmly: "Although I admire you, I will not be loyal to you, nor will I trust you. I can only trust my sword, and I am only loyal to my sword."
"Why do you, these reckless people who started from a lowly position, always like to rely on your talents and arrogance?"
Prince Qiu Ming sighed: "What annoys me the most is you people, who point their nostrils to the sky even if you have a little bit of ability. You think you are so great. But you don't know that I was born better than you, I work harder than you, and I am stronger than you."
.I lower my profile and talk to you nicely, but you are still so unruly."
"because……"
Zhehuali drew his sword and rushed towards him, holding the demon sword high in his hand. In an instant, the sword light filled the sky, and the energy of the sword was like a rainbow. He shouted loudly: "The status and honor you have since you were born are beyond our efforts for hundreds of years or even all our lives."
It may not be possible to achieve success!”
His sword skills are getting faster and faster, and the sword contains his own ambition, his own hard work, and his own integrity!
"You take it for granted that you were born in the imperial family, but we feel that it is out of reach!"
"You think we are arrogant because of our talents, but you don't know how many people we poor and humble people have died and how many bones we have stepped on to get to where we are today!"
"You think you are working very hard, but you don't know how much blood and sweat we have to pay every step we take, and how many bones of our companions and enemies we have to step on to climb to this position!"
"Follow you and make you a person who is not easy to change?"
Zhe Huali's demon sword was crazy, and the mercury-like light of the sword became his pen and his ink, allowing him to write his own feelings freely.
"If I let you and follow you, how can I face my companions who died beside me? How can I be worthy of the enemies who died under my sword?"
He laughed heartily and showed off his long sword: "Why are the descendants of the Emperor of Heaven born superior to others, as a matter of course? Why can't they die?"
Prince Qiu Ming's sword light met his sword, and he said with a smile: "I heard that people who enter Taoism with swords have unique pride. Unfortunately, I was born noble, and this is something I cannot avoid. But if I am with you
Even though I was born in a poor family, I will rise all the way and become a successful person! This is not self-confidence, but..."
The light of his sword burst out suddenly, like countless silver needles traveling rapidly. Each silver needle aimed exactly at Zhehuali's sword light, blocking it.
Prince Qiu Ming no longer had the sword in his hand, and his body suddenly shook. Forty-nine heavenly paths appeared behind him. He pushed forward with both hands, and the terrifying magical power exploded. He crushed Zhehuali's demon sword and pushed it back.
go!
The halls in the barracks fell apart, disintegrating under his magical power!
Zhehuali groaned, vomited blood, and used the second form of his Demon Sword to cut through Tiandao Gangchang.
Tsk tsk tsk.
A silver needle was shot from his chest and out from behind, causing blood to splash everywhere.
Prince Qiu Ming shook his body, and a demonic figure with an ox-horned, tiger-faced, human body and an ox-tail appeared behind him. He punched out, and the rolling Youdu demonic energy turned into demonic power. The huge fist struck Zhehuali with countless silver needles.
, crushing Zhe Huali and smashing him into the main hall in front of Qin Mu with a loud bang.
Half of the main hall collapsed with his punch.
Prince Qiu Ming withdrew his hands and walked forward with his hands behind his back. His feet did not touch the ground, and he walked three feet above the ground in the air without being stained by dust. He said calmly: "You have worked hard all your life to understand the way of the sword, and finally you can use the sword to enter the way. It's really true.
It's ridiculous, no matter how hard you try, you can't be as high as me. I just used three of the emperor's great magical powers in these three moves. Each of them is a magical skill that you have dreamed of all your life but can't get! You can't even get it!
With a lifetime of hard work, it is even impossible to create this kind of skill, but I can do it at my fingertips!"
Zhe Huali crawled out from under the collapsed palace, holding the demon sword and gasping for air. Blood foam flew from the corner of his mouth. His body was swaying and he might fall down at any time.
He wanted to fight again, but his injuries were too severe and he no longer had the strength to fight.
Prince Qiu Ming continued to walk forward, looked at the struggling Zhe Huali, and showed a smile: "The real Emperor's Seat Cultivation Technique allows you to involuntarily realize the Tao and the magical power of entering the Tao during the course of cultivation. Even if my understanding is insufficient, I
The heavenly masters in heaven will also take the initiative to create an environment for me to enter the Tao and lead me to the Tao."
He said leisurely: "You have worked so hard and worked so hard to get to this point, but you don't know how ridiculous it is in my eyes that you people have died so many just to enter the Tao. You are right, this is a matter of course!"
He suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Mu who stood up.
The pillar in front of Qin Mu had been smashed into pieces by the battle just now. There was no poem left by Ling Tianzun in front of him, and his expression was a little unhappy.
"The same is true for Qin Ba Ti."
Prince Qiu Ming smiled and said: "No matter how prosperous you are in the lower world, you are called the leader and the tyrant, but in the eyes of heaven, you are always just pigs wallowing in the mud, struggling to survive in the shallow pond.
Small fish and rotten shrimps.”
His eyes were somewhat pitiful: "To Heaven, the so-called tyrants in the lower world, the so-called saints who appear every five hundred years, and the so-called Yankang Reform are all a joke. You are just ants jumping in an urn.
A grasshopper can be crushed to death at any time. Although the truth is a bit too hurtful, it is the fact."
Qin Mu opened his palm, and the sword pill flew out, spinning under his palm, and stepped forward.
Prince Qiu Ming came towards me and said with a smile: "Qin Ba Ti, my purpose of going down to the lower realm this time is to crush you grasshoppers to death. Now I can get rid of you first."
Qin Mu put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, pinched the sword in his hand, and raised his hand to point it between his eyebrows. The sword pill flew up with a buzzing sound and floated three inches in front of his eyebrows, spinning crazily.
Prince Qiu Ming smiled, and countless silver needles flew towards him, and they merged into a sword in his hand.
Qin Mu's speed became faster and faster, and suddenly his sword pointed forward!
Buzz——
A brilliant sword pillar is more than ten miles long!
Qin Mu's body shook, revealing three heads and six arms. The other two right hands were raised one after another and pointed between his eyebrows.
Buzz——
The second and third sword pillars came one after another!
Prince Qiu Ming shouted loudly, and also appeared with three heads and six arms. The eyebrows of the three heads were split open, revealing the third eye. His aura was stronger than before, and his magical powers were more powerful than before!
In just an instant, he displayed the great magical powers of the three imperial throne techniques. The three magical powers were all different, and their power exploded, and he took these three moves of the Tribulation Sword forcefully.
Suddenly, countless flying swords in the sword light stopped, jumped, and moved in strange and unpredictable trajectories in the sight of his nine eyes, causing his magical powers to be emptied one after another.
The second form of the Jie Sword is to raise the Jie.
Chi chi chi, a sound of piercing the flesh was heard. Prince Qiu Ming's body was covered with flying swords, and his eyes showed a look of horror.
"Xuandu Divine King Body!"
He suddenly shouted loudly, and his whole body was filled with light. It was a kind of Emperor's Throne Technique, a magical technique from Xuandu, famous for its physical body.
His body was surrounded by light, and the flying swords were forced out of the body. However, at that moment, he saw Qin Mu's fist. Thousands of palms from the strange peaks in the sky came back and struck him fiercely. Even the God King of Xuandu
My body can't bear it either.
Prince Qiu Ming heard the sound of his bones breaking. The sound came from his chest. The breaking sound quickly spread to his ribs. Twenty-four ribs exploded from his chest to the back.
Your own backbone.
He was flying backwards.
He looked forward and saw Qin Mu's figure already in front of him, uncovering the golden willow leaves between his eyebrows.
The willow leaves opened, revealing Qin Mu's third eye.
Qin Mu's footsteps circled around him as he flew backwards. On one side of his footsteps, a ray of light shot out from the third eye of a head and shot into his third eye. On the other side, there was another head.
.
Qin Mu took three steps and circled around him. Each of the three heads shot out a ray of light, penetrating through the three heads of God Son Qiu Ming.
boom.
The Son of God Qiu Ming landed on the ground and stepped back slowly. He took dozens of steps back before he stabilized his figure. Countless silver needles flew towards him and turned into a silver sword again in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground.
"you……"
He looked at Qin Mu, and suddenly three heads exploded, and the headless body shook and fell into the dust.
"Break my pillars so that I can't read poetry quietly."
Qin Mu snorted: "So many words! I have to wait until the next reincarnation to see the poem on the pillar. What my deaf grandpa hates the most is people like you! Bah--, I'll beat you to death!"
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