Chapter 202: Suppressing the world's treacherous evil, 10,000)
Facing the wind and waves, my blood burns.
Under the gaze of everyone, the ancient bell of Taiqing is like a fearless dragon, staring directly at destruction. Even if it is to die thousands of times, it will not change its original intention.
There is no suspense either.
There was already a level gap, and the Taiqing Ancient Bell had long since passed away... This bone-shattering blow only dissolved 80% of the blood palm's power.
The palm of blood is overwhelming.
Even if only 20% of the power is left, it is still terrifying.
Without the Taiqing ancient bell, Shen Fusheng is like a weak seedling exposed to the air, which will disappear in a gust of wind.
Buzz!
At this moment, Shen Fusheng's whole body bloomed with a heart-stopping purple light... The sacrifice of the Taiqing Ancient Bell was not meaningless. Wu Longshuang tried his best, but in the end he failed to prevent the return of the last arm.
Bit.
Hair flying wildly.
A bloody palm covering the sky fell from the sky, and Shen Fusheng stood still, as if a seedling had grown up and was strong enough to face some storms.
Boom!
The rolling sound waves made countless people deaf and speechless.
Seeing that the giant palm was about to completely crush Shen Fusheng into powder, Wu Longshuang grinned ferociously.
As long as this scourge was eradicated, he would casually kill eight more sect leaders, and then immediately go to Qinglin City and surrender to the Imperial Court.
The blood wheel of Niyuan still needs the emperor's blood to be poured into it. As long as 20 descendants of Qingtian Yi are killed, their minds can be merged. From then on, they can be like an arm and command, no longer distinguishing between you and me.
Once that step is reached, the journey to dissolve Yuan Poying is just around the corner.
I, Wu Longshuang, have an extraordinary destiny. Sooner or later, I will become a giant in this northern realm. What can this small Qinggu country do to restrain my steps?
"Tai Shang Dao Ji Chapter, Tai Qing Jue!"
However, a calm voice slowly spread in the air. Although it was calm and not even loud, it had an unquestionable calmness.
From front to back, Shen Fusheng did not raise his head, and he simply turned a deaf ear to the giant palm that destroyed the world.
As his words fell, the earth trembled, and the purple flame spread ten miles across the land, burning forever.
And in the center of the purple flame, a giant finger that breaks through the sky rises from the ground, like a giant waking up, with its head touching the sky, its feet touching the ground, and its backbone capable of supporting the entire world.
The sharp edges are intertwined.
The blood mist and purple flames mingled with each other, biting each other cruelly. Within one palm and one finger, it was like thousands of troops and horses were fighting. This was a battle in which no corpses were left.
…
"Is this a miracle? Is this a state that humans can achieve?"
In the direction of the Eight Sects Allied Forces, many disciples swallowed hard, their faces full of disbelief.
The mountains and rivers were shattered with the palm of my hand.
This is simply not a human being, but the power of the legendary God of the Heavenly Palace.
Many people were so frightened by the fierce confrontation that their faces turned pale and they sat directly on the ground, with deep fear in their pupils.
Even the slightest repercussions are enough to crush them to pieces.
"This is the path I, Wang Junchen, will take in the future, and this is the state I, Wang Junchen, will eventually reach."
Wang Junchen's white eyes flickered, filled with the light of indescribable faith.
"Ji Dongyuan, if you could live and see this scene, how wonderful it would be!"
Liu Yueyue felt sad.
"Wait for me, sooner or later I will burst into the evil demon world and cut Hu Sanye into thousands of pieces."
Squeezing her palms hard, Liu Yueyue's clothes moved automatically without any wind.
"He's stronger."
"That's right, in the past 200 years, he has not died at all. The eight sects have occupied the eight mountain ranges with the strongest spiritual energy in the Qinggu Kingdom. Shen Fusheng's limbs were shattered and sealed in the forbidden area where the essence gathered, quietly swallowing the luck of the eight sects.
, which is equivalent to practicing in seclusion for 200 years."
"Two hundred years ago, we were so self-righteous that we thought we were going to kill a generation of strong men. Who knew we were short-sighted, but we created a hotbed for him to practice? It's simply ridiculous."
"Two hundred years ago, Shen Fusheng was almost half-step into the Yuanying. Judging from his current cultivation level, I am afraid that he is already the first person under the Yuanying... If there is another Yuan weapon, Shen Fusheng
Within 10 years, he will definitely become a giant in the northern realm, overlooking the common people."
"It's a pity that 200 years have passed, but we are still lingering in the middle stage of the Golden Core. We can't blame Wu Longshuang for betraying the human race. Our road is already at the end."
The eight sect leaders sighed.
The appearance of Shen Fusheng reminded them of the shocking battle 200 years ago. The figure who almost destroyed nine sects and could threaten the royal family... Now he is no longer a threat. If he is willing to turn against him and rebel to the evil demon
clan camp.
The ancient Qing Kingdom...will perish!
Fortunately.
Although Shen Fusheng is arrogant, he is an upright man, otherwise he would not have been plotted by the nine major sects back then.
Both of his parents were killed by vicious monsters, so it was almost impossible for him to betray them.
…
There is a huge cloud group that is thirty miles long in the sky, and the intertwined air waves are still surging towards the distance.
For hundreds of miles in radius, mountains were flattened and devastated.
Time passes.
The confrontation between the two finally came to an end slowly.
At this moment, the earth is silent.
The entire Wulongshuang, with a radius of ten miles, actually collapsed, forming a shocking basin.
The whole world is struggling to breathe.
In the center of the basin, two figures faced each other from a distance.
Shen's mansion is as steady as a mountain, and although his face is old, it is as motionless as a bell.
On the other side, the blood wheel was still terrifying. Under the elemental weapon, Wu Longshuang gritted his teeth.
He discovered a desperate reality.
He and Shen Fusheng are both half-step Nascent Soul.
The latter possesses the Supreme Taoji Chapter and can display Zixia spiritual energy.
He has his own weapons, but his strength is his shortcoming.
The strength of the two is equally matched, and in a short period of time, neither can do anything to the other.
…
In the corner of the messy earth, there is an ordinary boulder.
But behind the boulder, there was a figure with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.
At this moment, Zhao Chu seemed to be hiding in another space. He was immersed in the golden light of the sky, like a small boat floating in the ocean of the spirit of war. The sky was big and the earth was big, and he was the master of this ocean.
Shen Fusheng determines the survival of the entire Qinggu Kingdom, and even determines the peace of the entire northern realm.
Everyone's emotions towards Shen Fusheng, no matter what kind of admiration they are, will permeate their own monument of no regrets.
Because Shen Fusheng was resurrected by him, and this master who could fight against the half-step Nascent Soul was almost the result of his single-handed rebellion against the world.
Zhao Chu was sitting cross-legged on a purple sea, with a huge monument suspended in front of him.
The surface of the monument has no words and is smooth and flat.
But under the monument, there are thousands of names that would be impossible to count even in a lifetime.
"It's always a little bit worse, but how much worse is it?"
Zhao Chu gently stroked the Monument of No Regrets, and he felt an impatient emotion. The Monument of Buguises was like a chrysalis that was about to emerge from its cocoon and become a butterfly, but it lacked the opportunity to break through the cracks.
"Don't think about it. The Monument of No Regrets lacks a hysterical thank you... Originally, your mentor's blessing before his death could help break through, but unfortunately, his foundation-building realm was not enough after all."
At this time, Hongduiya appeared and poured a basin of cold water on Zhao Chu.
"That's right. I'm still in the Qi Refining Realm right now. If I use the aura of the Monument of No Regrets, I'll be destroyed half to death. It's simply impossible to activate that little bit of evolutionary power."
Zhao Chu smiled bitterly.
He is not a person who aims too high, and his mentor Huang Gongchuan treats him like his own grandson, which is of course a blessing from the bottom of his heart.
And who in the world can have such gratitude for risking their lives?
"You've done a good job, don't push yourself too hard."
Hong Duanya shook his head.
With Zhao Chu's weak strength, he was able to save two battlefields, which was incredible.
You know, in the entire Qinggu Kingdom, there were only four battlefields in the catastrophe.
"Original plan...forget it..."
Zhao Chu actually showed a ridiculous smile.
Hong Duanya once said that the elemental weapon in Wu Longshuang's hands was originally a Haoran Zhengqi Wheel from the Northern Realm. After being robbed by the Fierce Demon Emperor, it was soaked in the poisonous blood pool for a thousand years before it became the reverse Yuan Blood Wheel it is today.
If there is a Nascent Soul Realm to suppress him, his Monument of No Regrets can even directly purify him.
If Shen Fusheng can obtain Yuan Qi, he will have a Nascent Soul backer. From now on, no one in the entire Northern Realm will dare to mess with him.
"You mean... no, it's too risky... Of course, if your Monument of No Regrets can complete its first tiny evolution, there may be a glimmer of hope."
Hong Duanya frowned.
He was startled by Zhao Chu's bold idea.
"Hehe, I just want to make a plan...eh...what?"
Zhao Chu smiled and was about to end the retreat.
suddenly.
An unprecedented surge of gratitude stirred his heart.
Above the vast purple sea, a ball of blazing golden light turned the entire world into a bright golden color.
"It's Duan Xuehan!"
Zhao Chu was stunned.
Back in Zhanjian City, if he hadn't been the ancestor of the Tianci Sect, he wouldn't have been able to easily refine the elixir and restore his appearance.
"I know, Shen Fusheng is more important to Duan Xuehan than Mount Tai. And when I resurrected Shen Fusheng, it is a new life for him. It should be taken for granted. His worship is incredibly fervent... Besides, Duan Xuehan
He is a powerful man of the golden elixir, and his power of worship and wish is tens of millions of times that of ordinary people, which can be called vast."
Zhao Chu's heart skipped a beat.
At this time, the Monument of No Regrets, which had fallen silent, suddenly rose into the sky. As it vibrated, the entire Purple Sea rolled with furious waves, and the hurricane swayed ninety thousand miles away, never ending.
At this moment, even Hong Duanya was stunned on the spot.
Is this kid the son of luck?
There are only a few golden elixirs in the palm-sized northern realm, but some people worship them so crazily.
"upright!"
"heroic!"
"self-discipline!"
"Humility!"
"Fearless!"
"sacrifice!"
"glory!"
"guard!"
"Best friend!"
A series of nine purple-gold gates are shining continuously on the Buhui Monument.
Finally, a gate with the word "Integrity" written on it was finally left behind.
Destiny returns.
The Monument of No Regrets hung suspended over the Purple Sea. Suddenly, the 'Integrity' Gate opened, like a giant whale swallowing water... The entire Purple Sea was mixed with golden light, like the Milky Way flowing backward in the sky, being crazily swallowed by the 'Integrity' Gate.
It seems like a moment, and it seems like a hundred years have passed.
When the sea dried up and the earth cracked, Zhao Chu's heart was agitated.
Within the 'Integrity' gate, he seemed to see millions of soldiers, using their own beliefs and carrying out their inner integrity, wanting to put an end to evil and evil in the world.
Integrity is a sharp sword.
It can cut through all monsters and monsters and level all injustices.
The giant door slowly dissipated.
But on the monument of no regrets, two big characters were left forever.
'upright!'
Finally, the Monument of No Regrets is no longer a bare piece, but has a trace of emotion belonging to it.
"Remember, the nine gates just now are the evolutionary path of the Monument of No Regrets... That is the belief held in the hearts of soldiers."
Hong Duanya nodded.
Zhao Chu's progress was incredible even to him.
A mere Qi Refining Realm can actually make the world's most powerful weapons take the first step in evolution.
You know, this step is very difficult to achieve even with the golden elixir.
"Now, place your palm on the word 'Integrity'."
Hong Duanya nodded.
Zhao Chu took a deep breath and solemnly touched the word "two" with his palm.
Then, a force that could destroy the world filled his body, almost breaking every bone in him and bursting every cell in him alive.
This is just a moment.
Zhao Chu felt dizzy and hurriedly let go of his palms, still feeling frightened.
He didn't dare to continue thinking about it. If he continued for even one second, he would be wiped out.
Only then did Zhao Chu see clearly.
Under the word 'Integrity', there was an ancient sword floating.
This sword does not have any complicated patterns, only the most primitive Taoist nature.
"You have to bear in mind the moment just now. This is the Gangtian Sword that represents justice. You can only inspire one thousandth of the power of the Gangtian Sword, otherwise it will be destroyed immediately."
Hong Duanya sneered.
There is no basis for what he says. In the moment just now, he warned Zhao Chu about the truth on the precipice of life and death.
"clear!"
Zhao Chu is not stupid, of course he knows that life is important.
This Gangtian Sword, which represents 'integrity', weighs ten thousand kilograms, and as a Qi-refining state, he is like a child. What else can happen to him besides smashing his own feet when he picks it up.
"One thousandth of the breath is enough to suppress that incomplete low-level element."
The next breath, Hong Cliff disappeared.
But Zhao Chu's pupils looked at Wu Longshuang's back and smiled coldly.
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