I have a role in the heavens

In the South Garden of Dazhou City, Xiao Yuanyan was sitting on a stone bench in the small courtyard, with a look of surprise on his face. He looked at the city gate, and his clear voice echoed in the small courtyard.

"Hey, he is indeed a holy dragon. He actually killed a strong man from Taichu Realm with Qi Nourishing Realm. The aura of the protagonist is really powerful!"

Although Xiao Yuanyan also killed a strong man in the Taichu Realm, he was still in the Tianguan Realm after all, and his Qi could reach 970 feet. His cultivation was comparable to that of the late Tianguan Realm. In addition, he cultivated the Kunpeng Xiaoyao Qi. The quality was extremely high, and he also used a secret explosive technique to be able to kill Lin Nian with one sword, unlike Zhou Yuan.

Da Qi's side lost two Taichu Realm experts, and the situation reversed, beginning to favor Da Zhou.

Zhou Yuan began to recruit others and killed two Taichu Realm warriors in succession, leaving Da Qi with only four Taichu Realm experts.

"Qi Yuan, your situation is over and you will definitely die today!"

Zhou Qing was flying in the air, looking down at the four Qi Yuans on the ground, with murderous intent on his face, and said coldly.

"Zhou Qing, don't be too proud. It's too early to tell who will win!"

Qi Yuan grabbed his hand, and suddenly a golden light emerged from his hand. As the golden light surged, an extremely astonishing coercion emanated from it.

That pressure was majestic and vast, like the power of a king. When everyone looked at it, they saw a scroll faintly hidden in the golden light. This was the imperial edict of King Wu, which represented the identity of King Wu. What's even more powerful is that this thing is also a kind of scroll. The Origin Treasure is endowed with the will of King Wu and the luck blessing of the Great Wu Dynasty. It can summon a projection of King Wu, which contains powerful power.

Zhou Qing looked at the golden edict, his face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes flashed with cold light. Qi Yuan actually dared to take King Wu's edict to show off his power outside the Great Zhou City. It was just adding salt to his wounds. Too bad he wouldn't let him go. In the eyes.

"Zhou Qing, you forced me to do this. Originally I was reluctant to use this treasure, but now that I'm in a desperate situation, I have to do it!"

King Wu's imperial edict can only be used once. Qi Yuan regards it as his last trump card and has been reluctant to use it. Now Da Qi has fallen into a disadvantage. If he hides it anymore, he will have no future.

"Back then, you had an arm cut off by King Wu, which left a shadow in your heart, causing your realm to regress and making it difficult to advance in strength. Now I will summon the projection of King Wu to kill you completely!"

A wild smile appeared on Qi Yuan's face, his eyes showed sarcasm, and he laughed at Zhou Qing, his former master, with his voice full of pride and joy.

"Compared with King Wu, you are so inferior. Only King Wu is the real king!"

As the saying goes, hit someone without slapping someone in the face, and scold someone without exposing someone's shortcomings. Qi Yuan didn't notice at all. As he said these words, the aura around Zhou Qing began to slowly rise, as if a shackle was broken, and an extremely dangerous aura emitted. It came out and merged into the world, making the air stagnant.

Qi Yuan threw out the Imperial Edict of King Wu in his hand. The golden scroll lay horizontally in the air and slowly unfolded. The golden light was bright and dazzling. A figure appeared faintly, sitting on the dragon chair. His face could not be seen clearly. Only two eyes shot out. , extremely majestic, giving people a strong sense of oppression, like a real dragon descending, making people awe.

What's even more frightening is that this golden figure exudes powerful source energy fluctuations, which is comparable to the strong men in the fifth heaven of Taichu Realm. This level of cultivation is enough to crush Qi Yuan and others.

"Wuxuan!"

A voice full of hatred came out from between Zhou Qing's teeth. His face was ferocious and twisted, and his eyes were full of hatred. Back then, he trusted Wu Xuan a lot, but he didn't expect that the other party was ambitious and rebelled, causing the Zhou Dynasty to collapse. , almost perished, and even deprived his son of the Holy Dragon destiny, causing Zhou Yuan to suffer a lot.

Zhou Qing's body trembled slightly, and a powerful breath awakened in his body. He gritted his teeth, and the smell of blood filled his mouth. He stared at the figure, the shadow in his heart gradually dissipated, and the king's demeanor was revealed again.

The golden edict trembled, and Wu Xuan's projection gradually stood up from the dragon chair. Astonishing source energy fluctuations erupted from his body, shaking the sky. The strength of the fifth level of Taichu Realm was undoubtedly demonstrated, which was enough to reverse the current situation. The master who crushed the third and second heavens of Taichu Realm.

"Let's all take action together. Although the power of this projection is powerful, it is not long-lasting. We should be able to resist it together!"

Zhou Yuan understood that fighting alone, none of them could be the opponent of King Wu's projection. Only by swarming forward and consuming the power of King Wu's edict could they have a chance to win.

Everyone nodded, their body energy surged, and their bodies moved slightly. They were about to attack King Wu's projection together, but Zhou Qing stopped everyone, shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"I will deal with him alone, don't interfere!"

Zhou Qing tightly held the Nine Flame Spear in his hand. The red body of the gun was like the blood in his heart, extremely gorgeous. His eyes were gradually filled with bloodshot eyes as he stared at the golden figure with determination and determination that could not be doubted.

"When I lost that year, he left a shadow in my heart, which caused my strength to drop drastically and I was unable to make any progress. I had to get over this hurdle by myself, otherwise I would stop here forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Qing didn't hesitate at all. The Nine Flame Spear in his hand shook violently, moved up slowly, pointed at the projection of King Wu from a distance, and said sternly.

"Wu Xuan, come on!"

Seeing this, Qi Yuan showed ridicule on his face and said disdainfully.

"Zhou Qing, you really overestimate your capabilities. If you are still at your peak, this King of Martial Arts projection will really not be able to do anything to you!"

"It's a pity that now you are just like me at the third level of the Taichu Realm. You dare to challenge King Wu's projection. You are really asking for your own death!"

Zhou Qing turned a deaf ear to Qi Yuan's words. At this time, he only had the projection of Wu Xuan in his eyes, and could not tolerate anything else. The Nine Flame Spear in his hand shook, and the red source energy swept out like a hundred-foot-long horse, pointing directly at King Wu's projection. The source energy was fiery and violent. , it seems that even the air is burning.

The Origin Qi in King Wu's projection exploded with ferocious momentum. Facing Zhou Qing's full blow, he did not dodge or dodge. He raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and punched out, causing waves of air to roll.

The violent crimson origin energy was shattered by a punch from King Wu's projection. The projection stepped forward like lightning, and the shadow of the fist howled and enveloped Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing's current strength is still at the third level of the Taichu Realm, but facing the powerful King Wu's projection, he is still unwilling to take a step back. He has given in for so many years, and there is no need to retreat. There is no need to retreat anymore. The Nine Flame Spear in his hand dances, and Head-to-head confrontation, crazy confrontation.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Ten rounds later, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Zhou Qing's mouth. He did not take any advantage in the head-on confrontation and was suppressed by King Wu's projection. However, no matter how many times he was pushed back, he would rush forward again. Boom, move forward without fear, forgetting life and death.

Zhou Qing seemed to have lost his mind and was in a crazy state. He was entangled with King Wu's projection. Blood spilled on the ground from time to time, but his aura became more and more powerful.

Zhou Qing was constantly being pushed back. He held the gun with one arm without a trace of trembling. He had a firm will and a resolute expression. Regardless of his injuries, he launched another attack without hesitation. His eyes were filled with blood, and there was a dazzling light contained in them.

"Come again!"

What Zhou Qing faced was not King Wu's projection, but the shadow imprinted in his heart. It was King Wu Wu Xuan more than ten years ago. The rebellious minister who cut off one of his arms was his biggest enemy in this life.

The blood in Zhou Qing's hand was flowing along the barrel of the gun. His face was a little pale and he had lost too much blood, but his spirit was extremely high. The light in his eyes was dazzling, and the shadow of the brand in his heart began to become dim and illusory.

King Wu's projection paused for a moment, then grasped his palms, and powerful source energy gathered together, condensing a golden halo of light about dozens of feet behind it. Golden light shot out from the nimbus and floated in front of him. It was the shadow of a golden sword transformed from source energy. Others just glanced at it and felt their hairs standing on end and their skin tingling. Such... The edge is simply terrifying.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In an instant, thousands of golden sword shadows shot out, overwhelming the sky and covering all of Zhou Qing's retreat routes. This offensive was terrifying and unparalleled in its killing power.

Zhou Qing's eyes were filled with the shadow of the golden sword, and he let out a roar. The Nine Flame Spear turned and turned into a fiery red light wheel, with flames and thunder wrapped around it, showing great power.

"Ding-ding-ding! Ding-dang-dang!"

The sword shadow whizzed in and violently collided with the flame and thunder light wheel, erupting into an astonishing source of energy fluctuations, shattering the sea of ​​clouds in the sky. The air waves rolled and spread, making countless soldiers unstable and rolling. A ball.

Zhou Qing danced the red spear, and the red light wheel tried his best to resist the sword shadow, but it was still too weak. Many sword shadows penetrated the light wheel and stabbed Zhou Qing's body. Blood flowed across it and dyed his clothes red. .

Ten breaths later, the golden sword shadow in the sky finally dissipated, revealing Zhou Qing who was shrouded in it. He lowered his hands slightly, holding the Nine Flame Spear tightly in his hand. There were golden sword shadows all over his body, and blood flowed along the sword shadows. It was extremely miserable. .

Zhou Qing suffered heavy injuries, but he still kept his back straight, holding the spear tightly, and was unyielding, which shocked everyone.

More than ten years ago, Zhou Qing stood like this on the city wall, using all his strength to resist King Wu's attack. But in the end he failed and had one of his arms cut off. He failed to protect his son from being devoured and took away the Holy Spirit. Dragon luck.

"He has to die this time, right?"

Qi Yuan stared at the extremely miserable Zhou Qing with gloomy eyes. He could feel that the Origin Qi around him was gradually weakening, and blood was slowly dripping down the spear.

At this moment, Zhou Qing's closed eyes suddenly opened, his body shook, and the golden sword shadow on his body suddenly shattered. His eyes shone with bright light, and the shadow in his heart completely dissipated, and he felt it all over his body. There is a burst of relaxation, and the body and mind are clear and transparent, just like a mirror covered with dust, erasing all the dust.

Zhou Qing broke the shadow in his heart, his eyes were extremely bright, and the blood holes in his body began to heal gradually. A powerful force was brewing from the deepest part of his body, ready to explode. He stared at the golden projection of King Wu and spoke slowly.

"You won the battle back then, and I always thought I lost to you!"

"But now I suddenly understand a truth. In fact, I did not lose to you because I saved my son!"

After Zhou Qing said this, he turned to look at Zhou Yuan, with a look of relief and pride on his face, and the bright light in his eyes became more and more dazzling, and continued.

"You captured the territory of Great Zhou and the destiny of the Holy Dragon, but these foreign objects are not as good as a hair of my son."

"One day, he will take back everything you took away with his own hands. The battle between Zhou and Wu has not ended, but has just begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Qing's body erupted with a burst of crimson source energy, majestic and terrifying, like a volcano erupting and lava spewing out. His eyes were as dazzling as the scorching sun, and his momentum was rising steadily, reaching the fourth level of Taichu Realm! The fifth level of Taichu Realm!

In just a few breaths, Zhou Qing's strength skyrocketed from the third level of the Taichu Realm to the fifth level. The expressions on the faces of Qi Yuan and others changed drastically, they were horrified, and there was a bad premonition in their hearts.

"Your Majesty, he broke the shadow in his heart, and his strength began to slowly recover!"

General Wei Canglan's body was shaking constantly, his eyes were red, and he said with some excitement.

At this time, Zhou Qing seemed to have lost all his forbearance and concession over the years, and the aura on his body became majestic and sharp, and he once again regained his former kingly demeanor, commanding the world, and having all the ministers in awe.

Zhou Qing held the crimson spear in his hand, and the powerful origin energy in his body erupted like a volcano. His figure flickered like a crimson meteor, streaking across the sky at a speed so fast that no one could react.

Nine fire pythons twined around the red spear, and the tip of the spear beat with thunder. With a hiss, Zhou Qing's figure appeared behind King Wu's projection, and a red rainbow passed through the projection's chest.

Zhou Qing slowly turned around and stared at King Wu's projection with extremely calm eyes. The golden figure began to tremble violently, cracks appeared one after another, and finally collapsed, turning into light fragments all over the sky and dissipating.

"boom!"

King Wu's imperial edict also exploded into pieces at this time. Qi Yuan and others' faces turned pale as they looked up at Zhou Qing in the void in horror, their whole bodies trembling and their hearts frightened.

"How is this possible? He actually broke the shadow of failure. It's over! It's over!"

Qi Yuan's eyes showed despair, he stared at Zhou Qing blankly, and murmured.

"withdraw!"

"Quickly retreat!"

Qi Yuan shouted loudly, and the morale of the entire Daqi side collapsed. He took the lead in running away, and his body exploded like a rainbow, running in the opposite direction of Dazhou City.

The expressions of the other three Taichu Realm experts also changed dramatically, and they fled in embarrassment. Their bodies were like sharp arrows, and they fled in all directions.

"Chase, don't let them escape, no one can let them escape!"

Zhou Yuan was the first to react, with a ruthless look on his young face, and said to Yaoyao, Wei Canglan, Black Poison King, Tun Tun, leading the way, chasing Qi Yuan in the direction where he escaped.

In this battle, all the seven powerful Taichu Realm experts in Daqi fell. King Zhou Qing broke the shadow in his heart and once again entered the fifth level of Taichu Realm. He put down the internal rebellion and began to recuperate and recuperate, build up his troops, and accumulate strength to prepare for the future battle between Zhou and Wu. Prepare.

In the small courtyard of Nanyuan in Dazhou City, the courtyard door is closed and the walls are mottled. It is full of the breath of time. It is quiet and peaceful. Xiao Yuanyan sits cross-legged with his eyes closed. A red-gold source of energy pours out from the sky spirit and turns into a Kunpeng, spreading its wings. Roaring and roaring, the void shook, exuding an extremely powerful aura that faintly exceeded the limit of the Tianguan realm.

The red-gold Kunpeng above Xiao Yuanyan's head dissipated, and the Origin Qi submerged into the Tianling. He slowly opened his eyes, and a chaotic world emerged in his eyes. There was an extremely huge millstone in it, with no end in sight, and endless swallowing. The chaotic energy rotates slowly. There are golden scales on this huge millstone. The upper and lower layers rotate slowly. The golden vertical lines overlap and rotate in a circle. A spiritual soul that seems to be substantial flies out from it. , looks the same as Xiao Yuanyan, with fair skin, like gelatin, faintly exuding a radiant light.

"After hundreds of millions of tribulations, the soul has finally become a reality!"

The real soul is the second realm of the source pattern. In this realm, the illusory soul will solidify and become like reality, and the power of the soul will skyrocket at an astonishing speed. The real body soul can condense the soul needle to attack, and its perception is extremely sharp, far superior to that of a source master. It can carve fourth-grade source patterns, rivaling the strong men in the Taichu realm, and is enough to become a king with a different surname in the secular dynasty, standing at the pinnacle of the vast continent.

Xiao Yuanyan's eyes are clear and bright, and the world-destroying great grind has dissipated. There is nothing surprising about his ordinary appearance. He has returned to his original nature and can't be found among the crowd. But he is such an ordinary young man whose cultivation is among the best in the world. Zhou Cheng is invincible, and even Zhou Qing, who has restored the fifth level of Taichu Realm, can't defeat him.

"In the late stage of Tianguan Realm, there is only one line left to enter the Taichu Realm. The cultivation is going smoothly!"

Xiao Yuanyan stood up with a satisfied smile on his face. The Taichu Realm is a crucial realm, divided into nine heavens. Every time the Origin Master crosses one heaven in this realm, he can condense more Origin Qi stars in the Qi Mansion. , is an important foundation for impacting the Divine Palace Realm.

Even in the ninth level of the Taichu Realm, many ambitious and powerful people will deliberately stay for a longer period of time to accumulate a deeper foundation and lay the foundation for future promotion to the Divine Palace Realm. Therefore, the strength of the masters in the ninth level of the Taichu Realm varies greatly.

"The Great Zhou Dynasty is too small. It is difficult to raise a real dragon in shallow water. It's time for me to leave. It just so happens that there is a sacred place in the Cangmang Continent. Now the younger generation of geniuses in the Cangmang Continent are practicing hard to enter it. I want to If you want to seize the great fortune, I will go and join in the fun!"

In this world, saints have fallen, and holy blood has been spilled, which can be turned into a place of holy relics. There are all kinds of miracles, full of opportunities, attracting countless geniuses to compete for it. As long as you can obtain the holy blood, you can be called the holy son and build the holy foundation. It can be said to be a great blessing and a great opportunity. In the future, it is possible to condense the holy embryo, open up the realm of law, and even get a glimpse of the secrets of the saint.

The Saint Realm is the ninth realm of the Origin Master. A drop of blood from a Saint can turn the vast ocean into an ocean. The Saint Realm is the highest realm between heaven and earth. The most powerful person who steps into the Saint Realm can give birth to the Holy Fire. It is revered as the Holy Fire by the world. When the holy fire falls, the heaven and earth will be burned, and everything in the world will turn into nothingness under its flames. For ordinary source masters, the saints are like gods.

The symbol of the saint is the holy fire golden lotus. The saint is divided into three realms, one lotus for each realm, and the three flowers are formed, which is the summit of the saint.

Of course, there is no end to the path of cultivation. There should be a higher realm above the saint. That is not a secret that ordinary source masters can know. Only the most powerful people in the realm of saints can understand it.

During the Dawu Dynasty, the royal palace was grand and majestic. In an attic, a beaded curtain swayed in the wind. A young girl sat at the table, holding a white piece in her hand, and landed on the white jade chessboard, making a crisp sound.

"The Holy Land is about to open, when are you going to leave?"

Opposite the girl sits a young man wearing a bright yellow robe. He is Wu Huang, the prince of Dawu. He has a handsome face, a bright red eyebrow, and a majestic aura. He can't let go of the sunspot in his hand, frowning and thinking. (End of chapter)