"The second punch!"
Jiang Tian broke the air with his fists and countless golden rings appeared.
Jiang Tian had pushed the Eternal Universe Divine Fist, the most powerful fist art of the Heng Yu Celestial Sect. That was the fist art that the Heng Yu Celestial Sect relied on to dominate the universe. Jiang Tian was only able to show a bit of its power after reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul Level, but it was still extremely terrifying.
Boom!
At that moment, the Dharma Laws and Daos in the world let out a cry under Jiang Tian's golden rings.
The air was cracked by Jiang Tian's fists. Divine Lord Qi Ling wasn't as powerful as Jiang Tian to begin with, so he couldn't withstand the Eternal Universe Divine Fist either.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
After a few punches, even the black blade of the Fiend Blade let out a buzzing sound, as if it couldn't withstand Jiang Tian's fists and its Artifact Spirit wanted to run away.
"Impossible. How can your fists be harder than my blade?"
Divine Lord Qi Ling couldn't imagine it.
The Fiend Blade was said to be able to kill Soul Formation Cultivators and injure Saints. Had that guy's body already reached the level of a Void Return Saint?
If so, Jiang Siqing should have crushed all living beings and defeated thousands of enemies. She should have stood at the top of this continent and looked down on thousands of races. Why was she still fighting with them? She was a True Dragon, but she was living in the small quagmire of the Eastern Empire and living in Father Lin.
Was there something wrong with her?
"Boom!"
Jiang Tian's fist punched out. It was like an antelope hanging its horn, untraceable. From an inconceivable angle, it brought with it boundless power to smash apart the demonic blade, and a fist smashed into his chest.
"Poof."
Even though Divine Lord Qi Ling was powerful, his body was much weaker. He was immediately knocked away by Jiang Tian and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Crack, crack. Many of his ribs were broken. If it weren't for the scale armor on his body, he would have exploded on the spot.
However, Divine Lord Qi Ling laughed smugly and grunted.
"You want to kill me with three punches? What are you bragging about? Are you going to kill me? "
"Next, I can kill you with a raise of my hand! Your life is in my hands! "
Jiang Tian stepped into the air and retreated ten li. He placed his hands behind his back and said with a cold grin, "Do you know what this punch is called?"
"What?"
"Eternal Universe Chaos, Fist of Time, Impermanence!"
Jiang Tian said indifferently.
"What? Fist of Time? "
Qi Ling was stunned and confused.
Time was formless. Time flowed between heaven and earth like water. It annihilated Buddhas, immortals and gods, extinguished stars, and bid farewell to the universe.
How many powerful figures were there? How many things seemed to be eternal? In the end, they were defeated by time and disappeared into the illusory river of time.
Sir God Qi Ling saw the sparkling waves.
He only had time to retreat three meters before he was swallowed by time.
Everything in heaven and earth, stars, universe, Taoist skills, martial arts, and everything in the world were born because of fate and changed because of fate.
If it couldn't be eternal, it would be destroyed in the end. It was the impermanence of the world, the real immutable state. Stars would turn into black holes and the black holes would be destroyed along with the universe. The universe was boundless. If one didn't master the mystery of the high-level void and relied on speed, even if one was a deity, a Buddha, an immortal, or a saint, one wouldn't be able to cross the universe. Even if he spent his entire life, he would never be able to cross it. However, even such a universe could not escape impermanence.
That was the eighth move of Eternal Universe Punch:
"Impermanence!"
Without a sound or breath.
The passing of time and the impermanence of time met and the surrounding seemed to be frozen. Sir God Qi Ling could only see pictures that appeared and disappeared strangely. Then, his senses seemed to have been lost.
…
Three thousand years ago, the Eastern Empire had been established. However, it was ruled by the ancestor of the royal family, Dong Fang Run. At that time, the demons were in chaos. Demon aura was everywhere and many demonic beasts were stirring up trouble everywhere.
At that time, the sects, dukes, and the royal family stood side by side. The sects were high and mighty. The cultivators in the sects were like immortals who lived outside the world. They didn't listen to the orders of the empire.
Dong Fang Run united the cultivators of the sects, dukes, and heroes to kill the demonic beasts.
For a time, the demons were defeated and expelled. Their territories were occupied. They were in a precarious situation and had to flee for their lives.
It was said that there was a mysterious passage in the Critical Canyon that connected the Demon Realm and the Saint Origin World. Demons and demons often appeared there. Therefore, the royal family, dukes, and sects wouldn't easily touch this place.
Under a few strange trees that were polluted by Demon aura, a young black Qilin Beast was sleeping soundly. It was the size of a small pig. Suddenly, it stood up and looked around in confusion. A few thoughts appeared in its mind. "Who am I? Where am I? "
"Ling 'er, don't be afraid! We have escaped to the Critical Canyon. We are safe … "
A female qilin that had yet to take human form but had a Gold Core cultivation base was covered in scars. Her scales had fallen off, and her eyes revealed a human-like benevolent light. She gently licked the young qilin, and it was a beautiful scene of a mother licking her calf.
"Mother!"
The young Qilin was shocked. Many memories came back. He was the Divine Transformation Realm Monarch Qilin, one of the four guardians of the Demon Emperor and a giant of the Myriad Demons Palace! Under the order of the Demon Emperor, he cooperated with the Marquis of Purple Robe, killed Lin Hanqing, and overturned the Eastern Royal Family. Unexpectedly, he met Jiang Siqing and was punched by her …
How did he appear here?
Did he go back three thousand years?
Did he fall into the memory illusion, or did he go back to the past and start all over again?
The young Monarch Qilin calmed himself down.
He found that he had nothing except memories and a shrewd state of mind. He didn't have the cultivation that he was proud of. He also didn't have the spiritual cultivation that he had tempered thousands of times. Even his spirit couldn't penetrate the Primal Aperture at Mid-brows.
How could his hallucination be so realistic?
Or was he really "reborn"?
The young Qilin frowned. His last impression was that he used the Devil Blade to fight against Jiang Siqing's "Time Fist".
According to Jiang Siqing's words, was he really sent back to the past and became "reborn" as the storyteller said?
If he were to start all over again, he would definitely do better than before.
At least he wouldn't be walking on the edge of a cliff, barely holding on by relying on the Demon Emperor and vaguely seeing the dawn of overthrowing the Eastern Royal Family!
"It's possible to make someone go back to the past temporarily. But to make someone really reborn in the past and rewrite history, it's really unimaginable. At the very least, it has to be a powerful figure in the Nine Heavens Celestial World who is proficient in time techniques, right? Jiang Siqing, an overseas rogue cultivator who doesn't even have a Doctrine Artifact, is so powerful? "
The more the young Monarch Qilin thought, the more confused he became.
However, he quickly sorted out his thoughts. "A hundred miles away from here, there's the corpse of the unparalleled Demon Emperor. Beside it, there's the Devil Blade of Heavenly Punishment and the Supreme Demon Cultivation Technique. In my previous life, I got it by chance a hundred years later. In this life, I'll go to the corpse to get the technique and the Devil Blade! In this life, I'll cultivate a hundred years earlier. With the foresight of my rebirth, I'll definitely be able to reach the peak of Soul Formation or even Void Return and become a Saint within a thousand years. I can even suppress the Demon Emperor Han Guang. Humph, the Eastern Empire will be even more vulnerable. My father's death can be avenged, and my imperial ambitions can be accomplished! "
"Mother, protect me. I know a place with treasures!"
Sir God Qi Ling was still resolute and resolute. Thinking about that, he spoke in human language and immediately identified the direction. Then, he ran far away with his four short legs.
Suddenly, his vision changed and he saw a shocking scene. The water rippled in front of him and a shimmering passage was formed as if the door of time had been opened.
A middle-aged cultivator with deep facial features and cold eyes walked out of the passage with his hands behind his back. His hair was white and his hands were behind his back. He seemed to have traveled through three thousand years.
"Jiang Siqing!"
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