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Chapter 372

Words:4040Update:22/06/27 04:39:26

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The Great Roc race leader Xuan Feng, who had turned into a human, had a faint glow in his dark golden eyes.

In the next moment, the Xuan Gold Storm from his body started to change.

The Lightning Storm that was similar to Song Jun's exploded consecutively.

The man and the beast were both surrounded by the lightning.

However, the area where the two clashed was limited to ten feet around each other.

The other plants in the imperial garden weren't affected at all.

However, within a radius of ten feet around each of them, there was nothing but a void that could destroy everything.

Apart from the man and the beast, everything else was shattered and didn't exist anymore.

If anyone with a lower cultivation base dared to approach within this ten feet radius, they would immediately be crushed into pieces.

The Tai Qing Palace Sect Master Peng Ziling was the only spectator at the side.

Previously, he had even personally fought with the Golden-winged Great Roc, Xuan Feng.

Although Xuan Feng was still in a human form, he had already displayed the dominance of an All Creation Realm beast.

The first level of the Beast Emperor was known as the Starlight Realm. The second was known as the Constellation Realm.

After that was the Heavenly River Realm.

Like the Great Roc Orange Light, he was a Beast Emperor Realm Fourth Level expert known as the Starry Sea Realm.

When the power of the Starry Sea Realm and the Heavenly River entered his body, his beast power could move mountains and fill oceans in the real world.

Xuan Feng's cultivation was above Orange Light. He was at the peak of the Beast Emperor Realm Fifth Level, also known as the Fourteenth Level of the Beast Race, the All Creation Realm beast.

When one reached this level, the Starry Sea Realm could turn into All Creation Realm, and all sorts of miraculous things could be deduced by themselves.

Hence, now, Xuan Feng used his beast power to turn into Lightning to fight against Song Jun in the area that he was best at.

Song Jun accepted the challenge calmly.

In his hands, the Great Gan Dynasty's Lightning Tribulation Spear wasn't something that Song Xuan and the others could compare to.

Although Emperor Qian didn't attack with his spear, it was like he controlled the heavens. Just the energy around him was enough to lay down the Lightning Cloud, such that Xuan Feng couldn't do anything.

After a short while, Xuan Feng suddenly stopped and the Lightning disappeared.

Emperor Qian Song Jun did the same thing.

"Mister Song indeed hid his strength well." Xuan Feng, who was in his human form, Slowly nodded his head.

Just now, they hadn't really gone all out in the fight. They were just measuring each other.

However, Xuan Feng could tell that the human in front of him had successfully broken through to the Fifth Realm of the Martial Royal Realm.

Furthermore, it was definitely not a recent breakthrough.

The ruler of the Great Qian Dynasty had broken through to the Fifth Realm of the Martial Royal Realm for a long time.

But before this, he had kept it a secret.

If it were not for the fact that Chang 'an City had forced him into a corner and besieged the city, he might have continued to conceal the truth.

His scheme was obviously not small.

Perhaps Peng Ziling, who was here now, and Kong Shengzhen, who was far away in the Saint Evolution Mansion, were once Song Jun's imaginary enemies.

Reenacting the Jade Dynasty's unification of the Central Plains was only the first step of his ambition.

However, plans could not keep up with changes.

The Twelve Kings of Hell had reappeared in Jianghu. Not only had the Eastern Frontier's Chang 'an landed in the Central Plains, but there were also fierce martial artists rising up in the north.

Although they were all at the fourteenth level of cultivation, Northern Mang's Great Emperor Gao Shihui had once beaten the previous ruler of Northern Mang, Emperor Wei, to death. His reputation was comparable to the Evil Emperor and other peak experts of the past.

Although Song Jun had successfully broken through to the fourteenth level of cultivation, there were still many powerful enemies if he wanted to fulfill his ambition.

He could only cooperate with Peng Ziling and the others now.

And the Golden-Winged Great Roc Xuan Feng was even more powerful.

Slowly, Emperor Song Jun said, "Clan Leader Xuan Feng is very powerful. I am ashamed of my inferiority."

He was not being modest.

Although they had only fought for a short while, he could already guess the general situation.

The top demon of the Southern Wilderness, Xuan Feng, was indeed powerful. He was even stronger than him and was a formidable opponent among formidable opponents.

Sect Master Peng Ziling of the Tai Qing Palace also nodded secretly.

After not seeing him for a few years, this great demon's strength had improved compared to when he fought with him before.

However, there were more important enemies than him now.

Whether it was the east or the north, they were not easy to deal with.

"How many people know about Mister Song's current cultivation and strength?" Xuan Feng asked.

Song Jun shook his head slightly, "Other than the clan leader and Zhenren Peng, no one else knows."

"Even Kong Shengzhen doesn't know?" Xuan Feng asked.

Song Jun nodded, "The news hasn't leaked out yet."

Xuan Feng said, "Mister Song plans very carefully. He is a person who accomplishes great things."

However, this great demon clan leader was also pondering in his heart.

The vitality of the Central Plains recovered faster than he expected.

Previously, because of the Twelve Kings of Hell, the Central Plains experts suffered heavy casualties.

After the incident of the Immortals, only the Sect Master Peng Ziling of the Tai Qing Palace and the Lord of the Sacred Evolving Manor, Kong Shengzhen, were left.

To be precise, Kong Shengzhen's position as the Lord of the Sacred Evolving Manor was taken over.

The previous Lord of the Sacred Evolving Manor had fallen in the hands of the Twelve Kings of Hell.

For more than thirty years, the Central Plains only had Peng Ziling and Kong Shengzhen.

Not long ago, he heard that Kong Ru of the Buddhist Sect had successfully improved and cultivated the Vairocana Body, successfully reaching the Fourteenth Realm of the Buddhist Sect.

But now, it seemed that Emperor Song Jun had hidden his strength and reached the Fourteenth Realm even earlier than Master Kong Ru.

In this way, the Central Plains already had four top experts: Daoist, Buddhist, Confucian, and Martial.

If they united, the Southern Wilderness would be under a lot of pressure.

But it was unknown whether it was a blessing or a pity, but the Central Plains was now showing signs of falling apart.

Although Master Kong Ru was from the Buddhist Sect, he stopped the Sect Master of the Tai Qing Palace, Peng Ziling, from going to the Nine Peaks Academy. He was obviously on the side of Chang 'an.

As for the Sacred Evolving Manor, it was on the side of the Northern Mang.

Only Peng Ziling and Song Jun were left to barely support the Central Plains.

It was inevitable that there would be a fierce battle between the four of them.

But just like Peng Ziling and Song Jun, Xuan Feng could not be bothered to gloat over the Central Plains' situation.

Many of his Golden-Winged Great Rocs had died because of the Chang 'an.

When the Twelve Kings of Hell went south, they even killed demon corpses all over the Southern Wilderness.

With the new and old grudges added together, Xuan Feng had no choice but to make this trip personally.

As for the Northern Mang, it seemed that there was no need to worry about it for the time being. The Central Plains was at the front.

But even if the Great Rocs did not think far ahead, there would be immediate worries.

Seeing that the Northern Mang Great Emperor, Gao Shihui, after unifying the Northern Mang, also crossed the Huang Sea and went south to the Central Plains, it was obvious that he was going to expand without restraint. The Golden-Winged Great Roc Xuan Feng had to be careful in advance.

With the foundation of cooperation between the three sects, Xuan Feng came to the Central Plains personally and immediately discussed with Peng Ziling and Song Jun.

Halfway through the discussion, the Sect Master of the Tai Qing Palace, Peng Ziling's white eyebrows suddenly trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, my disciple sent a letter to I. Please make an exception." Peng Ziling said to Song Jun.

Song Jun nodded.

In the next moment, a pure white sparrow flew into the Great Qian Royal Palace from afar and landed in the Imperial Garden in front of Peng Ziling.

When the white sparrow flew in front of Peng Ziling, it automatically disintegrated and turned into a purple cloud.

After reading the content of the cloud, Peng Ziling pondered for a while.

"Is there something urgent, Master Peng?" Song Jun asked.

Peng Ziling said, "My disciple's message has something to do with Chang 'an. Although he should be able to solve it, for safety's sake, I should still interfere."

As he spoke, white clouds rose from his body and condensed into a human figure.

After the clouds condensed, it turned into an old Daoist who looked exactly like Peng Ziling himself. It was his external body.

"Master Peng, please go ahead." Song Jun nodded.

Peng Ziling's external body disappeared from where he was.

He said, "Let's continue."

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Xuan Feng and the Qian Emperor Song Jun had the same expression on their faces, but they were paying attention in their hearts.

Although they were allies now, it was still good to have more information.

Something that could make the Sect Master of the Tai Qing Palace, Peng Ziling, ask about it personally, it was definitely not a small matter.

Peng Ziling's expression did not change, but he was indeed concerned.

The thing that he had been dreaming of all this time was found just like that. It really made him suspect that it was a trap …

Thousands of miles away, a young Daoist in white was also hesitating.

He stood on the mountain peak and looked at the foot of the mountain silently.

There, two young girls were sitting and resting.

"Sister Ying, are there any traces of your mother in this area?" The younger of the two asked.

The older girl who looked like she was in her twenties was Ao Ying.

She looked around and said, "Not yet …"

The one who walked with her was the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Chen Chaoyan.

The two of them stretched their bodies and were ready to set off again.

On the mountain peak, there was an old Daoist beside the young Daoist in white. It was Peng Ziling's external body.

He said, "I've only found one so far. I can stop it. You can give it a try."

The former Ying Xiao me, the current Ancient Wood Spiritual Master, nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

After that, he turned into a white cloud and disappeared from the mountain peak.

In the next moment, a black and white Tai Chi diagram unfolded and shrouded Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan together.

Chen Chaoyan, whose cultivation was lower, could not react in time.

Ao Ying let out a soft cry and transformed into a silver-clawed white dragon.

The silver-clawed white dragon was split into two in the air. It was the disintegration of Ao Ying's demonic soul.

She separated a demonic soul to protect Chen Chaoyan, but she felt that the opponent's Tai Chi Demon Suppression Diagram was very mysterious and difficult to resist.

The difference in strength between the two was really big.

Ao Ying did not want to give up and used all her skills.

The originally ethereal and unpredictable Huan Tianlong seemed to be covered with a layer of mist at this moment, making it difficult to grasp.

However, under the rotation of the black and white Tai Chi diagram, no matter how the mist changed, it was still shrouded in the diagram and could not escape.

"An illusion?"

Ying Xiao me's figure appeared in the Tai Chi diagram. "Although you are not the Mountain Moving Demonic Ape, you should be Ao Kong's daughter. I have seen you once in the past."

Ao Ying looked at him and her heart sank. She could not help but feel angry.

In the past, it was because of Ying Xiao me that Ao Kong suffered for more than ten years.

Ao Ying did not speak and only fought with all her strength.

Ying Xiao me's attention moved away from her and turned to another person.

His gaze was as calm as water, but Chen Chaoyan, who was being sized up by him, only felt goosebumps.

Ying Xiao me stared at Chen Chaoyan for a while and did not say anything. He retracted his gaze and then waved his sleeve. The Tai Chi Demon Suppression Diagram rotated and was about to take the two girls away.

At this moment, the sound of weapons and horses could be heard in the distance.

Swords, spears, swords, and halberds were thrown out, and smoke curled up.

The literary talent's aura was like a knife, directly slashing at the black and white Tai Chi diagram.

Ying Xiao me used the Tai Chi diagram to block the opponent's attack.

However, due to this, the pressure on Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan was greatly reduced and they immediately took the opportunity to escape.

After leaving the Tai Chi Demon Suppression Diagram, they saw an even younger girl who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old.

Ao Ying saw this and quickly used demonic arts to create illusions to deceive Chen Chaoyan's senses. Then, she called out, "Little Auntie, why are you here?"

The person who came was Shen Herong.

She smiled slightly. "I went out to do something, so I came to take care of you."

Ying Xiao me looked at the girl quietly. "Follow the example of a worthy person … No, it should be said that all rivers run into the sea."

The girl in front of him seemed to only be at the tenth realm, but she could fight against him, who was at the eleventh realm.

This was the magic of the Shen family's classic principle of "follow the example of a worthy person".

However, for Shen Herong, the classic principles of each family were at her fingertips.

This was the "all rivers run into the sea" that belonged to her alone.

"Although it doesn't mean much, I'll ask one more question as usual."

Shen Herong protected Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan. "Back then, why?"

Ying Xiao me said indifferently, "I have always been a disciple of the Supreme Purity Palace. Do you still need to ask why?"

Shen Herong Slowly nodded. "If that's the case …"

From the beginning, he was a disciple of the Supreme Purity Palace.

Then, he was the successor of the Pure Yang Palace.

Then, he found that he could do things better with the help of the Twelve Yama Kings, so he joined the Twelve Yama Kings.

Ao Ying couldn't help but say, "My father always treated you as a brother. So you were lying to him and Little Aunt from the beginning!"

Ying Xiao me's expression was indifferent. "In the past, I had not seen through worldly relationships and was confused by your father and others.

Later, I gradually reached the realm of forgetting my emotions and cut off worldly ties.

Now, my cultivation seems low, but my state of mind is much stronger than before. It was not in vain to enter the world.

However, as this Layman Shen said, there is not much meaning in talking about this now. "

Shen Herong raised his eyebrows slightly. "Then let's talk about something meaningful."

She glanced at Chen Chaoyan. "Why are you looking for Mo Li's reincarnation?"

Ying Xiao me shook his head. "You don't need to know."

As he spoke, he attacked again.

Black and white qi condensed into a sword edge, turning into the Yin Yang Demon Slaying Sword, pointing directly at Shen Herong.

Shen Herong brandished her brush and splashed ink. Her beautiful writings merged with her own Magnificent Literature Scroll and evolved into jet-black ink swords to meet Ying Xiaowo. She displayed the graceful bearing of a fourth realm Confucian grandmaster who was full of wisdom.

"When you went undercover from the Supreme Purity Palace to the Pure Yang Palace, was it related to Mo Li?" Shen Herong attacked fiercely, but his tone was leisurely.

Ying Xiao me remained silent. Outside the Yin Yang Demon Slaying Sword, another sword light lit up, blazing like fire.

Pure Yang Palace's Imperial Sword Technique, Pure Yang Void Breaking Technique.

At this moment, the sword light condensed into a beam, cutting through the void and instantly arriving in front of Shen Herong.

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