"Pu!"
On the ruins of the caustic soda factory, Great-grandmother crashed into a pile of rubble. Her chest heaved up and down, but she couldn't hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her aura was no longer strong and was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the other side, molten flames erupted from Bing Shi's severed arm and slowly condensed into a white arm.
The 150,000-square-meter caustic soda factory was completely reduced to ruins, not a single intact building could be seen.
"Your aura is plummeting. Peerless War Soul, your inheritor is your biggest weakness. I don't need to defeat you, I only need to cripple your inheritor to easily get rid of a powerful enemy " Dorgon smiled confidently: "I was the one who refined you, no one knows your characteristics and weaknesses better than I do"
"Little bastard" Great-grandmother looked into the distance, worry and heartache condensed between her brows.
Unlike other extreme Dao masters, the foundation of her power came from her inheritor. If her inheritor's stamina was too depleted, she would immediately be affected.
She couldn't have endless stamina like other extreme Dao masters, this was one of the seals of Peerless War Soul.
Her current state was the best evidence that Li Xianyu was in danger. And at this time, she wasn't by Li Xianyu's side.
Great-grandmother wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and laughed loudly: "If he dies, I want you to die with him. If you know me like the back of your hand, you should know that I'm not exaggerating"
Dorgon didn't know whether to agree or disdain, he shrugged and turned to look at Bing Shi: "Pojun said that your Authority is [Flame] and [Rebirth]. I've seen the former, it's very scary. But [Rebirth], your self-healing ability isn't necessarily better than ours "
Bing Shi indifferently replied: "I gave birth to a son, and gave him half of the [Rebirth] Authority"
"Oh?" Dorgon was surprised: "Rulers can also give birth? Who is it? "
"You don't need to know" Bing Shi's tone was cold.
At this time, she saw Great-grandmother indifferently turn around and walk away from the ruins.
"Where are you going?" she frowned.
"To find my inheritor" Great-grandmother stopped and looked back. Her tone was as cold as her expression. "Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me. After this, if you're still alive, I'll let him find you. After that, you'll have nothing to do with him anymore. "
Back in the Pantheon Palace, this woman had said the same thing to her.
Now she returned the words to her.
The ice dregs sneered, "Is the bond between me and him something you can cut off?"
Great-grandmother retorted, "If I say he can, then he can. I'm his Great-grandmother."
The ice shard stared at her for a moment, and then said something shocking in a calm tone, "He is my son."
Great-grandmother was stunned for a few seconds. "What did you say?"
What kind of bullsh * t relationship was that? Dorgon frowned. "I'm not interested in listening to your family ethics. Unparalleled Battle Soul, I have no objections if you want to save your successor. My target is it. "
"As long as you withdraw and promise not to participate in the fight for the fruit, I can turn a blind eye to you and your grandson."
"He won't die." The ice shard stared at Dorgon, and her deep black eyes flashed with mockery. "Why do you think I told him to run to the east?"
Astonishingly powerful combat power and burning fighting spirit. Facing a punch that seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, Master Qing was a little surprised.
But it was not enough. If this was all, it would be very disappointed.
Not only did Master Qing not retreat, but he also took the initiative to meet it. He clenched his fist at the side of his abdomen, gathered some strength, and punched out.
He used 70% of his strength in this punch, which was enough to kill a half-step extreme master ten times. The fist energy would first destroy his right arm, then the bones and organs in his body. Even if he had an incredible self-healing ability, he would experience the feeling of dying.
This might stimulate his potential, and it hoped that its probing was not a waste of effort.
The two fists collided, and their Qi activity formed a semicircle. After a few seconds of stalemate, it exploded.
Dust swirled and rose hundreds of meters into the air like a sandstorm. A bottomless crack appeared between Master Qing and Li Xianyu, spreading into the distance.
The ripples of Qi activity were like space folds, spreading into the distance. Behind them, layers of dust, shrubs, and grass were uprooted.
This ripple of Qi continued to spread into the distance as far as the eyes could see.
Master Qing suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood. The flesh and blood of his arm exploded, splattering all over the ground. His entire right arm was left with only the bones.
Master Qing flew out like a cannonball, just like how he had sent Li Xianyu flying.
Bang, bang, bang! As if firecrackers had exploded in his body, his dark green body kept exploding, leaving a bloody path on the ground.
This punch did not bring Li Xianyu to the brink of death. Instead, Master Qing was seriously injured.
How was this possible?
Master Qing stood up with one arm, the flesh and blood of his skeletal right arm wriggling slowly. He did not feel it, and looked at the majestic figure in the distance in shock.
"How is this possible?!" he questioned in a hoarse voice.
This punch had almost exhausted all of Li Xianyu's essence, qi, and spirit. If it had been on an ordinary half-step Extreme Grade, it would have been like a lamp running out of oil and would have died from exhaustion.
Resisting the waves of dizziness, he looked at his right arm in disbelief. "So I'm this strong?!"
A half-step Extreme Grade could injure an Extreme Grade powerhouse with one punch. This was a glorious achievement that challenged the common sense of the Blood Descendants.
Who said that a half-step Extreme Grade couldn't beat an Extreme Grade powerhouse?
Who said that a ruler was the symbol of invincibility?
I-I'm a half-step Extreme Grade powerhouse, but I won't lose to any Extreme Grade powerhouse.
The Salted Fish Emperor had never been weaker than anyone in his life. At this moment, Li Xianyu's heart surged with unprecedented confidence and pride.
"Does it feel good?"
Someone asked behind him.
Li Xianyu's expression suddenly froze. He could feel it. He could feel a palm pressing against his back, sending an endless wave of energy toward him.
Thick, pure, like the surging Yellow River, it would never stop.
He stiffened his neck and turned his head inch by inch. He saw a young man standing behind him, wearing a black jacket, blue jeans, and a cap to block the sun.
This face was not familiar, but it was not unfamiliar either. They had met a few times.
Boss?!
Why was he here?
Li Xianyu, who prided himself on being quick-witted, was also stunned.
"Does it feel good?" he asked again.
"…" Li Xianyu opened his mouth and was about to reply when a wave of dizziness hit him. He groaned and fell into the boss's arms.
"It's you, it's you, it's you!" Master Qing roared. "How can you be here? Why are you here?"
"Of course it's to lure you into the trap." Qin Ze grabbed Li Xianyu's shoulder and spun him 180 degrees like a windmill. "Go."
Li Xianyu flew into the distance with a whoosh, leaving the battlefield.
"This is nothing to be surprised about. I've been suspicious since I sensed the existence of the black dragon in Huangpu River."
"Where did the dragon come from?"
"I looked up a lot of information about dragons. There are legends about dragons everywhere, but the only real proof is the dragon that the Qing slaughtered in the Yangtze River in the 17th century. In order to verify this guess, I went to the Buddha's head to confirm the situation. "
Master Qing had already calmed down and was listening quietly.
"I didn't pay much attention at first until the opening of the Pantheon Palace. I learned a lot of inside stories. I saw an ancient demon in the shape of a real dragon in the murals. It was an artist with superb painting skills, just like me. "
"So I thought, could the dragon I met in the Huangpu River be related to the True Dragon from back then? But that dragon died in the encirclement of the Qing Bloodline Army. "
"The facts in the Pantheon Palace told me that ancient demons can't die, so I followed this train of thought and started to investigate."
"I investigated the history of that era from the perspective of the Unparalleled War Soul, but I couldn't find the source of the Unparalleled War Soul Project. It was suddenly proposed one day, and an objective formation master of the Bloodline Realm was quickly organized."
"Although the trail was broken, it also pointed me in another direction. I started to investigate Dorgon, the dragon slayer who was clearly in the Extreme Grade realm but died young. "
"I found many things wrong with this investigation. The legend of the dragon slayer was passed down from the Bloodline Realm, and there were no records. It was like an unofficial legend, but the existence of the Unparalleled War Soul proved the existence of this period of history. "
"Some things will not be written in the official history, but the sects and clans of the Bloodline Realm will definitely record it. But why didn't the Buddha's head see any similar records?"
"It's simple, someone wanted to hide this matter and downplay its existence."
"Until the appearance of the Spirit Exterminating Alliance and the Soul Exterminating Spear, I confirmed one thing. This organization has an ancient demon behind it. And it's inextricably linked to that dragon. "
"The answer is obvious. The remains of the real dragon took over Dorgon's body, and the truth of the regent's early death was that the ancient demon took over his body and faked his death to escape. The incident with the European Pope gave me enough basis to speculate. "
"I've always thought so, but the performance of the Unparalleled War Soul made me think of another possibility."
Master Qing said in a deep voice, "What performance?"
"She has been investigating the descendants of the Manchurian nobles and won't let it go."
"I suddenly thought that there might be another possibility. It was the regent who took over the body of the ancient demon. "
"And then?" Master Qing stared at him.
"And then I went to find the master of the Pantheon Palace. Did I have nothing better to do than to fight with her? I went to find her to form an alliance, and the fight was just an excuse to deceive you. Think about it, the regent of the Great Qing knows politics better than anyone. I don't believe that he didn't plant people in the court for a whole four centuries. "
"I founded the Bosch Palace, and it has a lot of fake news. The price of rapid expansion is that there are good and bad people mixed in, and there are definitely traitors in the palace." Qin Ze clicked his tongue. "As expected, as soon as I returned, I heard that the War God betrayed me and accused me of being an ancient demon. And as far as I know, the second exploration of the Pantheon Palace was highly confidential, and not something the War God could come into contact with. I knew there was a traitor in the board of directors. "
To the east?
Dorgon immediately became alert. "What do you want to say?"
The ice slag said, "I knew that the alliance was a trap for me, and I knew it a long time ago. I was just playing a show with you. "
Dorgon, who was acting, looked calm on the outside, but his heart was quietly tense, setting off a storm.
Did she already know about our carefully planned trap? Or was she pretending to be calm and bluffing?
Dorgon stared at the ice slag's face, trying to distinguish the truth from the subtle expressions and eyes. But he didn't succeed. This woman's expression was always arrogant and indifferent.
It was like facial paralysis, as if nothing and no one was enough to make her show her emotions.
"The big boss of the Bosch Palace told me." The ice slag had no interest in keeping people guessing and said bluntly, "He found me and said that there was a traitor in the Bosch Palace. After my identity as the master of the Pantheon Palace was exposed, if the ancient demon wanted to find me, he would have to rely on the power of the Bosch Palace. Then, in the near future, he would definitely be in trouble.
"In order to prove his innocence, he stabbed himself with the sword of Qi. I believed him.
"And later, he was dismissed from his position as CEO and locked in the Demon Lock Tower, which also proved this.
"I deliberately misled that silly brother, strengthening his suspicion of Qin Ze, so that he would relax his trust in the board of directors and trust the board of directors. From this, I facilitated this alliance. It was very successful, so that you didn't suspect me.
"He was too scheming. If he had known about this, he would have thought about how to plot against you and how to get more benefits from you. He's too assertive. He's a good director, but not a good actor. "
"Why do you think I chose the desolate and uninhabited Nanjiang as the location? Here, even if ten nuclear bombs were to explode, no one would be affected. "
"I don't care about the life and death of ordinary people, but I know that my silly brother cares very much."
"Isn't it a son?" Great-grandmother raised her eyebrows.
The ice slag glanced at her and didn't bother to talk to her.
"You hid very well, but he and I didn't want to wait. Only by luring you out can we get rid of you completely."
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