Su Qin sat cross-legged with a smile on his face.
During this period of time, Su Qin, in addition to stabilizing the newly formed miniature domain, also often experienced the various magical effects of the domain.
As a means that only Myths of at least the Seventh Heaven could master, the domain was far more than just killing the enemy.
At least, Su Qin found that the domain had various effects such as protection, concealment, and saving people.
In addition, Su Qin also found that if he wanted to, the domain could cover far more than a thousand feet.
A thousand feet was only the range that Su Qin could completely control.
Within this thousand feet, Su Qin was the creator, omnipotent.
And once the domain covered more than a thousand feet, Su Qin's control began to decline.
Simply put, if a Myth of the Seventh Heaven fell into Su Qin's domain, he would not be able to borrow any power and would still be slaughtered by Su Qin. He would not even be able to escape.
But if Su Qin expanded the domain to ten thousand feet, if a Myth of the Seventh Heaven fell into it, although he would still be greatly suppressed, he would not be unable to resist.
At least he would struggle a few times.
"Next, in addition to continuing to practice hard, I have to continue to compress the power of heaven and earth to supplement the domain, so that the range of the domain will continue to increase."
Su Qin's mind was filled with thoughts.
At his current height, although the road ahead was not clear, he had a rough idea of how to proceed.
Of course, for the vast majority of Myths, knowing how to go and being able to go were two completely different things.
For example, a Level Nine official in The Empire of Tang knew that as long as he worked hard and worked for the Empire of Tang, he would be able to become a Level Three official in the imperial court.
But among the thousands of Level Nine officials in The Empire of Tang, how many could climb to the position of a Level Three official?
Martial arts practice, especially the road to Myth, was extremely difficult.
Knowing may not be able to do it.
Seeing may not be able to touch.
"Another two months of closed-door training."
Su Qin was ready to familiarize himself with the power of the domain and was not in a hurry to go out.
In any case, Chang 'an City now had Ruan Qing, a Third Heaven legend, overseeing it. Generally, there would not be any problems. Su Qin was also happy to cultivate in seclusion.
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Just as Su Qin was in seclusion.
The Emperor of Tang was in the Taiji Palace, discussing state affairs with his officials.
Suddenly.
A member of the Forbidden Army hurriedly rushed in, walked up to The Emperor of Tang, and whispered to him.
"What?"
The Emperor of Tang's face changed dramatically.
The Emperor of Tang did not have time to attend the court meeting. He quickly walked out of the Taiji Palace and arrived at the Imperial City.
"Them?"
The Emperor of Tang's expression was extremely ugly.
High up in the sky, six figures were faintly discernible. The six figures looked down on Chang 'an City and The Emperor of Tang as if they were high and mighty creatures overlooking all living things.
"Who are they?"
The Emperor of Tang asked in a low voice after taking a deep breath.
"Your Majesty, I don't know." The commander of the Forbidden Army next to him looked dignified. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "However, these people should be Martial Arts Legends."
Only Martial Arts Legends could control the Qi and soar in the wind.
Therefore, even if the commander of the Forbidden Army had not seen the six figures in the sky, he knew that they were at least Martial Arts Legends.
As soon as the commander of the Forbidden Army said this.
The Emperor of Tang's face suddenly turned pale.
In the past, the appearance of one Martial Arts Legend was already shocking, but now there were six outside Chang 'an City at the same time.
How could The Emperor of Tang be calm?
"Your Majesty, the one on the far left should be the founder of the Blood Kill Gate." The commander of the Forbidden Army seemed to have discovered something and quickly whispered.
When The Emperor of Tang heard this, he immediately focused his eyes on the left and saw a figure in a blood-red robe standing in the void.
"Trouble."
The Emperor of Tang felt a chill in his heart.
If the founder of the Blood Kill Gate was not there, The Emperor of Tang still had a glimmer of hope that these six Martial Arts Legends might just be passing by.
But now …
The Emperor of Tang felt like he was falling into an abyss.
"Your Majesty."
"What should we do now?"
The commander of the Forbidden Army asked in a low voice.
"Wait."
The Emperor of Tang was powerless. "Let's see what they want to do."
What else could they do but wait?
The six Martial Arts Legends stood in the void. An ordinary army could not even touch them, let alone surround them.
Although Chang 'an City had a large number of bows and crossbows, who would dare to use them against the six Martial Arts Legends?
Once the crossbows were used, it would be tantamount to completely falling out with the six Martial Arts Legends. At that time, if the other party wanted to kill, who could stop them?
One Martial Arts Legend could ignore a million troops, let alone six.
At this moment.
High in the sky.
Several disciples from the major overseas sects were looking at Chang 'an City below in boredom.
"There is a Level Three aura. I think it must be the Martial Arts Legend in Chang 'an City," the man in green with a sword said lightly.
"Level Three?"
"Amazing."
The Taoist in a Taoist robe nodded slightly.
To be able to enter the Martial Arts Legend Realm in this barren continent, and even a Level Three Legend, regardless of talent or temperament, was the best choice.
"Unfortunately, as a Martial Arts Legend, his foundation has been set. He will never be able to join our sect," a cold man in a black robe said.
"Well, what should we do now? Directly suppress them? "the burly man said unhappily.
"Suppress them?"
Bing Ling, the woman in white, thought for a while and said, "Let's inform them first. If they refuse, it won't be too late to kill them."
Bing Ling was the current Goddess of the Snow God Palace. If nothing unexpected happened, she would inevitably become the Palace Lord of the Snow God Palace in the future. She was the person with the highest status in the field.
"In that case."
"Go down and tell them."
The cold man in black swept his eyes and looked at the Patriarch of Blood Kill in the corner.
In terms of status, the Patriarch of Blood Kill was not on the same level as them.
Whether it was the cold man in black or the others, they were all proud sons of heaven from various major sects.
As for the Patriarch of Blood Kill, he was just a rogue cultivator. Although he had the strength of a Level Three, he was far from being in their eyes.
If they didn't need someone to lead the way,
The Patriarch of Blood Kill happened to be a Martial Arts Legend from this continent, so they wouldn't be with him.
"Yes."
The Patriarch of Blood Kill respectfully said.
Soon.
The Patriarch of Blood Kill took a step forward and appeared on the city wall.
"Everyone, The Empire of Tang has given you two choices." The Patriarch of Blood Kill looked at The Emperor of Tang and the others and said lightly, "The first is to surrender, and the second is to be suppressed by this Lord and then surrender. Think about it in half an hour and then give your reply."
The Patriarch of Blood Kill didn't even look at The Emperor of Tang and turned to leave.
"Surrender?"
"Then surrender after being suppressed?"
The Emperor of Tang's face was livid and trembled with anger.
"Your Majesty …" The commander of the Forbidden Army next to him also had a heavy expression.
Instead of giving them two choices, it was better to say that the Patriarch of Blood Kill directly asked them to surrender.
"Has the Third Brother appeared?"
The Emperor of Tang took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, we haven't found the Imperial Uncle yet." The commander of the Forbidden Army shook his head.
As soon as these words came out.
The Emperor of Tang's face turned pale again.
"Could it be that the heavens want to destroy The Empire of Tang?" The Emperor of Tang's face was pale.
At this moment.
High in the sky.
The man in black with a long sword on his back frowned, "Half an hour has passed, has the Empire of Tang replied?"
"My Lord, no." The Patriarch of Blood Kill bowed.
"In that case, just suppress them." The cold man in black said.
"Humph!"
"I already said to suppress them, but you just had to waste half an hour." The burly man snorted coldly, took a step forward, and stomped his foot fiercely.
Suddenly.
The World's Essence Qi shook and slowly pressed down on the imperial city.
At this moment.
The same World's Essence Qi emerged and blocked the blow of the burly man.
Ruan Qing slowly walked out of the East Palace, came to the city wall, and looked at the Legends.
"Mr. Ruan."
The Emperor of Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, I can only do my best, but whether I can stop them or not, I can only leave it to fate …" Ruan Qing said with a tragic face.
In Ruan Qing's eyes, these disciples of the Greater Sects had been cultivated by the Sects since childhood. Whether it was cultivation methods, secret techniques, or even foundation, they were far superior to rogue cultivators like Ruan Qing.
"Let me try."
"I haven't fought in a long time."
High in the sky, a Taoist in a Taoist robe stood out.
Seeing this, Ruan Qing also stood in the air and fought with the Taoist in a Taoist robe.
However.
The result was just as Ruan Qing expected. He was no match for the Taoist at all. After just ten moves, he was suppressed. After twenty moves, Ruan Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
And this was because the Taoist had deliberately held back. Otherwise, Ruan Qing would have at least been seriously injured, if not killed on the spot.
"Hahahaha."
"I told you to submit and suffer less. Why struggle?"
The burly man looked down at The Emperor of Tang and the others and sneered.
The Emperor of Tang's face was ashen. He clenched his hands tightly and dared not refute.
Because he knew that the lives of countless people in Chang 'an City depended on the burly man's thoughts.
"Humph!"
The burly man sneered and scanned the imperial palace with his Divine Sense.
"Huh?"
At this moment, the burly man was surprised and his Divine Sense instantly focused on someone.
"Meridians clear, a genius. Come back with me obediently."
The burly man stretched out his right hand and gathered a huge Essence Qi palm and grabbed at a certain place in the imperial palace.
"Not good, it's Wan 'er." The Emperor of Tang was shocked and recognized the place where the burly man's right hand was grabbing. It was the residence of Imperial Princess Li Wan.
"What is this?"
Li Wan was cultivating when she saw a huge palm quickly grabbing at her.
"Not good!"
Li Wan realized that something was wrong and wanted to avoid it.
However, Li Wan was just a martial artist in the Middle Realm. How could she escape the grasp of a Legend?
Just when Li Wan's face was full of despair.
The burly man's huge palm was about three feet away from Li Wan when it was suddenly blocked by a faint barrier.
"Huh?"
"There is another Legend?"
The burly man immediately recognized the barrier on Li Wan's body. It was the means left by a Legend.
"But so what?"
The burly man's face was ferocious and he was about to break the barrier.
Under Chang 'an City.
In the majestic hall.
Su Qin silently opened his eyes.
"The Divine Sense I left on Li Wan was triggered?"
Su Qin looked up at the sky and his huge Divine Sense swept over in an instant.
"You're courting death!"
Su Qin's eyes were calm. He stretched out his right hand and pulled out a strange sickle-shaped long blade that was curved like a full moon.
The long blade was as black as ink, and the blade was incomparably deep, like a black hole that swallows all living things.
The next moment.
Su Qin held the Demon God's Blade and gently slashed.
Tear!
No one could describe the sharpness of this blade.
The sky and the ground turned into a pitch-black sea. A long and narrow black crack appeared in space. The pitch-black saber light seemed to be able to cut the world apart as it shot out in an instant.
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