One hand pinched Emperor Shitian's neck, and Ling Tian's mental power immediately covered it fiercely.
Emperor Shitian, a magician, should have been an extremely famous magician during the Qin Dynasty, otherwise he would not have been able to intercept Qin Shihuang, let alone deceive Qin Shihuang.
Now, Emperor Shitian even said that Ling Tian was a person who should not exist, which made Ling Tian feel even more mysterious about this warlock from the Qin Dynasty.
"Two of the four great mythical beasts and the four great auspicious things are dead, two are mad, and one of them is not only mad, but also half disabled. Junior, you think you are very powerful, but you don't know that you are actually
No better than an ant..."
After Ling Tian grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, Emperor Shitian's face lost all emotions such as anger and fear. His expression calmed down and he looked at Ling Tian with extremely cold and calm eyes.
And as Emperor Shitian's expression turned cold, Ling Tian felt a vague palpitation begin to gather.
This feeling of palpitations appeared extremely suddenly, making Ling Tian feel like he was close to death like never before. Obviously, this danger could definitely kill him.
However, this palpitation is extremely ethereal, as if there is a gap between reality and illusion.
"Junior, do you think my current cultivation level seems to have lasted for nearly two thousand years?..."
Sarcastic words spewed out of Emperor Shaktian's mouth.
Ling Tian looked at Di Shitian fiercely, and suddenly, his arm exerted force and quickly threw Di Shitian out.
At the same time that Emperor Shitian was thrown out, Ling Tian's figure rolled out backwards.
Terrifying energy swept across the distance. Emperor Shitian, who had just been thrown out by Ling Tian, instantly exploded like a balloon. The terrifying energy impact followed Ling Tian and rolled over the snow mountain, hitting Ling Tian like a rubber ball.
On the way out, most of the snow-capped mountains were flattened.
The figure stabilized under the snow-capped mountain. Ling Tian vomited out a mouthful of blood and looked at the top of his head in horror. Half of the original snow-capped mountain had been lost. It was estimated that it was at least thirty or forty meters shorter.
The power of Emperor Shakti's self-explosion death was probably more powerful than the large-yield missiles of later generations.
However, compared to the power generated when Emperor Shitian died by self-destruction, Ling Tian felt more chilled by the few words Emperor Shitian said before his death.
The four great divine beasts, or the four great auspicious beasts, were obviously unlucky because of some special existence. The phoenix was not hunted by Qin's army. Emperor Shitian's swallowing of phoenix blood probably had nothing to do with Qin Shihuang.
The fire unicorn became the only one among the four mythical beasts that could not grant immortality, and it seemed to be due to some accident.
Even Emperor Shitian, for nearly two thousand years, has not given people a strong feeling, it is also because of a certain existence.
Could this stormy world be the world of movies, comics, or even animations, the kind of world where timelines and even the universe can be restarted?
A chill flashed through Ling Tian's heart, and then he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
If this situation is like that kind of world, then the luck that enters this world should be more than just a little bit.
He raised his head slightly, and deep in the clouds, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at the world.
Ling Tian frowned, stood up, and then used his body technique to quickly move away from the Tianshan Mountains.
This world has begun to show some things that he cannot understand. Fengyun itself is chaotic, and there are too many versions and adaptations. Ling Tian really has no idea about the mysterious existence that Emperor Shitian said.
However, no matter what existence Di Shitian was talking about, Ling Tian knew that obtaining more luck would not be a wrong thing for him.
Tianshan, Emperor Shakten died as if he blew himself up.
In the Central Plains, the gods led a large number of people from the Tianxiahui to sweep across the divine capital in the name of Lingtian, and then continued to expand their territories, almost directly annexing the Shenzhou Empire.
However, the god who had just swept across a city suddenly fell to the ground in the city lord's palace.
A strange feeling appeared in his subconscious. It seemed that his blood was boiling, and he wanted to kill. But that kind of killing only had one figure in his heart, Ling Tian.
This feeling was extremely strange, and God's expression suddenly changed.
"He has a clear mind..."
With gnashing of teeth, three words spat out from God's mouth.
As a hidden master, God will not think that this sudden feeling is the consciousness of ghosts and gods like ordinary people.
God was sure almost instantly that this sudden feeling was the same as the power of Buddhism's mind. It was a power that reached the extreme level of martial arts and was close to magic.
This kind of power god himself can also, as long as he is willing, be able to control an ordinary person's spiritual consciousness, thinking, and even emotions, etc. almost casually.
Of course, if this kind of power is to be used on a being at the level of a god, it would require a state of terror.
When the god spit out his three words of telepathy, the Holy King of Fuyu Kingdom had just opened the ancestral grave of the Dongfang Canglong clan, or it could also be called the place where the seal, curse, formation, etc. were named.
The invisible and abundant aura dispersed as the Holy King pushed away the mysterious space that had trapped the Dongfang Canglong clan in Buyeo for hundreds of years. Whether it was the Holy King or the surviving people of the Dongfang Cangryong clan who followed the Holy King, they all became energetic.
A shock.
But, at this moment, suddenly, the bodies of the Holy King and those of the Eastern Canglong clan trembled.
They felt another curse falling.
Different from the previous curse that forced them to be trapped in Fuyu, this time the curse requires them to go to the Central Plains, and, vaguely, everyone feels that if they want to survive under this curse, they must become the rulers of the Central Plains.
Completely opposite curses, the same terrifying power...
"This is the test and whipping given to us by our ancestors. The reason why our ancestors trapped us in Buyeo is to temper us. And when we get out of trouble, our ancestors will start whipping us to move forward bravely and never stop..."
The Holy King turned around, looked at his tribesmen who looked ugly, and spoke loudly.
This is an outstanding king. When his people have negative emotions, he immediately uses language skills to turn negative emotions into positive incentives.
At this time, the figure of the Emperor of the Shenzhou Empire appeared in the sight of the Holy King. From a long distance away, the Emperor made some strange gestures towards the Holy King, but the Holy King seemed to have understood the meaning of those gestures, with deep eyes.
Suddenly there was a hint of gloom.
"People, in order not to disappoint our ancestors, in order to survive, prepare your army for war..."
After Jiyang poured a few bowls of chicken soup, the Holy King walked towards the direction of the emperor without leaving a trace amid the excited expressions of the Dongfang Canglong clan who came with him.
