Chapter 374 Famous in Luo Jing, the royal family’s reaction
All the demons present were split into two instantly, and black blood was like black mist, filling the entire sky.
Seventy or eighty monster corpses also slowly fell from the sky, and the entire Luojing fell into silence. Everyone was so shocked by the scene in front of them that they forgot to breathe.
Before the demon's body fell, Qin Yi casually collected the body of the most powerful demon in front of him, and then disappeared in a flash.
As Qin Yi disappeared, the barrier also disappeared.
A figure instantly appeared next to the slowly falling monster's corpse, and tacitly accepted the corpse of the monster beside him, and then disappeared.
If it weren't for the remaining demon blood that was like black mist still lingering in the air, I'm afraid many people would wonder if they had just hallucinated.
"Is this, really? I, I got the inheritance, and I also watched a big battle? That young hero can fly! And those monsters, there really are monsters in fairy tales in this world!"
Oh my god.
Lin Erlin's worldview completely collapsed.
"Hi~ah, it hurts so much. What is this? Dad, daddy, come and save me, wuwu..."
A drop of demon blood fell on Wu Liang, awakening Wu Liang from a coma. Coupled with the experience just now, Wu Liang was so frightened that he burst into tears.
Lin Ermu woke up instantly and knew that this was a place of right and wrong. He didn't dare to stay for a long time and quickly ran away along the wall.
Wu Liang's cry was like a fuse, and Luojing City, which was quiet and could hear the falling leaves, suddenly became noisy.
"This, what is this?"
"Lightsaber? A giant lightsaber thirty or forty feet long. What kind of kendo magical power is this?"
"Half man and half beast, what kind of monster is that?"
"Monsters, didn't you hear them expose themselves? They are monsters."
"From what I just said, they seem to be refined by the royal family and controlled by the prince."
"Haha, I'm not surprised at all by these guys from the royal family. They do everything except good things."
"Who is that young man? Why is he so powerful!"
"I don't know, but he must be a young master from a noble family."
"What realm is he in? He feels so powerful. I'm at the Golden Core realm and I probably can't survive a single move in front of him."
"Haha, I come from a noble family, and I have a grandfather who is in the Dharma Realm. I was lucky enough to see the combat power of the Dharma Realm. I dare say that this move definitely reaches the Dharma Realm."
"Dharma phase realm, is the Dharma phase realm above the golden elixir realm? Oh my God, I am only in the innate realm, and I am still worrying about how to advance to the golden elixir. I have no skills, no resources, nothing, and this one looks similar to me.
A grown-up young man has already reached the realm of Dharma? Oh my god, what kind of world is this."
"Haha, I know him. The newly rising genius of the Qin family in Weishui, the most outstanding representative of this generation, Qin Yi. It is said that he is the apprentice of Young Master Qingyu."
"What, Young Master Qingyu still has an apprentice? Moreover, he is already so powerful, this, this..."
"Isn't Young Master Qingyu dead a long time ago? When did he accept him as a disciple?"
"Why, Young Master Qingyu has died a long time ago, and his apprentice is standing there. You don't want to live anymore. As far as I know, Young Master Qingyu just passed away a month ago. Qin Yi spent his last time, wasting
All carefully trained disciples."
"In other words, just after Master Qingyu died, Qin Yi, his disciple, came to Luojing. Hey, this, this is the rhythm of revenge for Master Qingyu."
"Haha, anyone can guess this. The Qingyu case back then, haha, everyone knows what is right and wrong."
"Yes, when Mr. Qingyu was still there, Luo Jing was not as chaotic as it is now. Now, even a servant of the princes and nobles dared to rob women in the street, kill people and plunder money. What is this?
The way of the world."
"Since Qin Yi is a disciple of Young Master Qingyu, has he also inherited Young Master Qingyu's character? Are our good days coming back?"
"Yes, I finally have some hope for this day."
"Look, weren't those monsters called demons killed by Mr. Qin Yi? I think it was probably because these demons were discovered doing evil that they surrounded and killed Mr. Qin Yi, just like how they killed Mr. Qingyu back then.
, It’s a pity that Young Master Qin Yi found out and was killed by Young Master Qin Yi.”
"With Master Qin Yi, Luo Jing will definitely return to the way it was when Master Qingyu was around."
……
In the Prince's Mansion, Feng Lang was dumbfounded when he saw the scene in mid-air.
"This, this... is this an illusion? With nine magic methods and thirty golden elixirs perfected, anyone in this world can be killed, right? Why, why, I can't stop Qin Yi's move, just, just
They were all killed. This, this is impossible, impossible..."
The old man in white robe ignored Feng Lang, who couldn't accept the reality, and his expression was solemn as never before.
When I saw the intelligence before, I guessed that Qin Yi would be very strong, but I didn't expect that Qin Yi would be so strong.
The combat power of Dharma Perfection?
They are already close to the combat power of the legendary literary saint at his peak.
But, how old was Wen Sheng at that time, and how old is Qin Yi now?
What state was the literary sage in those days, and what state is Qin Yi in now?
"Impossible, the Literary Saint cannot be so miserable. It should be that the records of later generations are wrong." The old man in white robe immediately shook his head and said firmly to himself.
However, even so, Qin Yi's strength is called the first-class existence in the world, and no one questions it.
"Qin Yi, he really made him famous." The old man in white robe said to himself fearfully.
Even if he is unwilling to admit it, the old man in white robe has to admit that Qin Yi himself has become a very important figure, not to mention the Weishui Qin family behind Qin Yi.
The old man in white robe didn't know what he thought of, and glanced at the panicked Feng Lang with hatred.
I secretly hate myself.
It's all this bastard's fault.
If it weren't for him, I wouldn't offend such a person.
However, it is too late to say anything now, the one who deserves to be offended has already been offended.
If you are on the wrong team, you have to admit it.
The old man in white robe closed his eyes for a moment, and had to accept the fact. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Feng Lang was still there, and he snorted angrily: "Your Highness, I am like this, I want to give up resistance.
, do you want to kill someone just by pointing your neck?"
Feng Lang suddenly woke up and realized that he had lost his mind just now and lost his temper in front of the old man in white robe. He quickly straightened his clothes, bowed to the old man in white robe and said: "Mr. Sir, it's really funny. It's really...
,Alas~"
Qin Yi's strength was so unexpected. Originally, Feng Lang thought that the golden elixir realm transmitted by the Weishui Qin clan could summon Dharma phase. Having the Dharma phase realm combat power in advance was an exaggeration or a trick.
It’s a little trick on the law, the information is definitely not consistent with the facts.
As a result, the intelligence was indeed inconsistent with the facts, but it was not an exaggeration, but a clumsy concealment.
This is not equivalent to the combat power of the Dharma Realm.
This is simply the invincible combat power of the Dharma Realm.
Coupled with that magical Feng Shui formation, tsk tsk, how can Qin Yi deal with it?
And that's not the worst thing. Don't forget, the relationship between Qin Yi and Feng Yu is extraordinary. If the two of them join forces...
Just one Feng Yu is troublesome enough, but with Qin Yi in the mix, what chance does he have of winning?
Feng Lang couldn't see any chance of winning anyway, and he was already in despair.
"Confused!"
The old man in white robe shouted angrily: "When I was fighting for the position of prince, I told you that you should hate others, do whatever it takes, and never give up when you encounter any difficulties. Is this how you learned it? You only learned 'cruel', not
Can you learn to be 'tough'?"
Feng Lang seemed to have returned to the time when his fifth brother was still the prince. At that time, all the princes had no chance. It was the old man in white robe who told him not to give up, to be prepared and wait for the opportunity. Later, as expected, the opportunity came.
The lantern holder appeared, Feng Lang disappeared, and his chance came.
Feng Lang recalled the hardships of the past twenty years, his eyes became more and more determined, and he finally regained his previous spirit.
"Sir, what should I do?"
The old man in white robes stroked his long snow-white beard with satisfaction, nodded and said: "This looks good."
Afterwards, the white-robed old man muttered: "The current situation is very unfavorable to you. Feng Yu has reappeared. The Liyang faction, which was previously neutral and only knew how to work, has become Feng Yu's base in the court. This, in fact, is not bad.
Okay, after all, you have not been a vegetarian for more than 20 years, and your power in the court is not low. However, now that you have harmed the family because of the demon thing, and you fell there, I am afraid you are not as good as before.
I have won his favor. This situation is indeed very dangerous and has reached a desperate situation."
The more the old man in white robe analyzed, the worse Feng Lang's expression became, and his eyes became crazier.
The old man in white robe saw that the fire was almost done. He pondered for a moment before slowly speaking: "Now, we need to prepare for the worst, and have a way to check and balance them as our last trump card."
"Please sir, teach me."
The old man in white robe leaned forward and softly said a few words using the secret technique of transmitting sounds into secrets.
Feng Lang listened, his pupils suddenly opened wide, he looked at the old man in white robes with shock, swallowed dryly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are we really going to do this? If something goes wrong,
I, I'm afraid I will become a sinner of the human race."
The old man in white robe took a deep look at Feng Lang, slowly closed his eyes and said: "This is your last chance, you can figure it out yourself, but I want to remind you that you don't have much time.
”
After saying that, the old man in white robe closed his eyes, as if the old monk had fallen into trance, and said no more words.
Feng Lang stood up, walked back and forth a few times, gritted his teeth for the last time, bowed to the white-robed old man and said, "Thank you, sir."
After saying that, he quickly left the small courtyard of the old man in white robe.
After Feng Lang left, the old man in white robe opened his eyes, looked up at the direction where Qin Yi was fighting just now, and murmured to himself: "What a big change."
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Imperial Palace, Royal Study.
Emperor Chongming stood in front of the window, maintaining the same posture for a long time, and then asked: "Ai Qing, do you have any chance of winning against Qin Yi?"
The general, who was kneeling on one knee and wearing armor, shook his head, and a cold and solemn voice came from behind the mask: "No."
Emperor Chongming shook his head and said with a smile: "Neither do I."
Emperor Chongming sighed, and then sighed: "The Qin family in Weishui is indeed a family of saints. There was an alchemy saint in the past, and now I am afraid there will be another saint."
The Weishui Qin family is indeed their strong enemy.
His suppression for so many years is not wrong, it’s just...
The fortune of the Qin family in Weishui is really good.
At this juncture, a saint seed was born again.
If Qin Yi can grow up smoothly, it will indeed be a blessing for the human race, but it will be a great misfortune for their Jingshui Feng clan.
Emperor Chongming suddenly asked: "Do you think the royal family founded by Wen Sheng back then is considered a royal family?"
Without waiting for anyone else to answer, Emperor Chongming shook his head and said, "Okay, let's go down."
After the general in armor went down, Emperor Chongming murmured to himself: "How can a puppet be called a royal family?"
That is simply an insult to the royal family.
"However, the trend is irreversible!"
……
Feng Yu looked at the scene in the bronze mirror, smiled and shook his head: "It is indeed Qin Yi, he is still so strong."
Back then, when he was in the land of Guixu, Qin Yi was so powerful and invincible that he destroyed the entire demon clan by one person and returned the land of Guixu to the hands of the human race.
Later, when he arrived in Dongyi, he was chased and intercepted by the Baqi apostles in the Dharma Realm one after another. Qin Yi also faced them head-on and killed them.
Now, even if he faces nine demons at the Dharma Realm level, Qin Yi can kill them with one sword.
Stronger.
"I guess he is now invincible." Feng Yu guessed with a smile.
Luo Hong sat aside and couldn't help laughing after hearing Feng Yu's words.
"Palace Master, Young Master Qin Yi is too powerful. His plan for us is..."
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Feng Yu shook his head and said: "No one else has come into contact with Qin Yi, and it's not like you haven't come into contact with Qin Yi. Don't you still know his character?"
Feng Yu raised his head, looked at the ceiling of the basement, and said leisurely: "He is the most perfect warrior who is determined to become a saint like Literary Saint. How can he be greedy for imperial power?"
At that time, Wen Sheng could have ascended the throne, but Wen Sheng did not. He did not even support his family to ascend the throne. Instead, he chose a family with the best reputation and power at the time, the Luoshui Jiang family, to let them ascend the throne.
Emperor, ruled the Central Plains for three hundred years.
As for Wen Sheng, there was no record of interfering with imperial power at that time.
He devoted himself wholeheartedly to studying Taoism and studying the future of martial arts, until he passed away.
With such an example, Feng Yu has nothing to worry about.
"But, if this is really the case, wouldn't it be true that with a sword hanging over your head, how can you be able to make arbitrary decisions about the world?"
Faced with Luo Hong's question, Feng Yu laughed and shook his head and said: "Even the current royal family cannot be arbitrary in the world. Aren't they subject to the constraints of the aristocratic family? There is also the catastrophe of the spiritual tide.
Threats such as barbarian invasion and so on."
Speaking of this, Feng Yu sighed and said: "Luo Hong, do you know? My biggest feeling during this trip to the ruins is that people must learn to compromise and live first. Only in this way can everything be possible in the future.
Otherwise, no matter how great the ambition, no matter how lofty the ideal, it will be in vain."
Feng Yu stared at the void in front of him, and said in a long voice: "What's more, the ideal I want to realize is too grand, so I need to win people. All like-minded people are my comrades-in-arms." Qin Yi is the comrade he recognizes and the most powerful and indispensable comrade.
"But, I'm afraid, Your Majesty, he won't think so." Luo Hong said worriedly.
Although he has never met the current emperor, from the information he collected during this period and from Feng Yu's description, it is not difficult to find that Emperor Chongming's desire for control is not ordinary.
Feng Yu smiled and shook his head and said: "It's okay, my father knows what the general trend is and he will not oppose it."
Speaking of this, Feng Yu suddenly thought of something and said to Luo Hong: "By the way, I seemed to have seen Zhou Boyuan just now. I didn't expect that he was very affectionate. He had obviously left Qin Yi, but in order to repay Qin Yi
The little guy who sacrificed his life for love has not changed at all after so many years. It is really missed. Luo Hong, didn’t you say that you are too tired to be alone? Go and pick up Zhou Boyuan.