Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

Shen Qing, who was far away from the palace, listened to Ji Zikong's words with his powerful soul and divine thoughts, which made him feel a sense of sudden enlightenment and speechless for a long time.

According to Ji Zikong, if we summarize it, the general idea is that the "ecosystem" of the martial arts in the world is now on the verge of collapse and cannot bear the consumption of too many martial artists in the world.

Controlling the number of martial artists is the means to maintain this "ecosystem".

And if you want to save this "ecosystem", you have to break the routine and need a leader to take a path and lead the human race into another "ecosystem" of cultivation, or connect to another "ecosystem."

So, why did the Ji family use all means to collect martial arts in the world? Turn a blind eye to the mutual killing of martial artists below? Turn a blind eye to the rampant demons and even encourage them intentionally?

All have answers.

In Shen Qing's view, this world is so sick.

Facing Ji Zikong, whose aura suddenly changed, the expression of Master Huang Tian became solemn.

He looked forward and saw Ji Zikong, who was standing quietly above the palace, stretched out his hand to hold the flying sword beside him.

The tip of the sword was lightly raised, and Ji Zikong held the sword and quickly stabbed at the dense flying boats of Huang Tian Sect in front of him.

This stab did not have the thunderous force of the previous great powers, nor did it have the color change of the sky and the sun and moon when the Ji family ancestor took action.

It was just a long sword, stabbing an inconspicuous trace in the empty air.

It was as light as nothing, but it seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds.

However, it was this seemingly careless touch that made the heart of Huang Tian Daozhu suddenly shrink.

He seemed to see a divine sword that spanned eternity, roaring down from the nine heavens and clouds, cutting off everything!

An unprecedented coldness was as piercing as ice.

Huang Tian Daozhu's eyes condensed into needles in an instant.

He activated the golden bell in his hand without hesitation.

Suddenly, the golden bell in his hand shone brightly, and instantly turned into an indestructible golden shield, wrapping him tightly in it.

"Crack!"

It was like a frozen lake, cracks appeared one after another, and there was a crisp sound of breaking.

A crisp sound.

The golden bell in the hands of Master Huang Tian was covered with cracks and trembled constantly, as if it would collapse at any time.

He hurriedly urged countless talismans and placed them in front of him to form a golden shield.

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, a shocking sword light burst out, pushing forward in a mighty way, completely submerging his figure.

The earth trembled and dust flew.

The towering palaces and pavilions collapsed like fragile pieces of paper in the face of this destructive force.

Countless palace maids, imperial guards, were ruthlessly buried under the ruins in this sudden disaster.

What was even more terrifying was that the aftermath of this mighty sword energy, like a wild dragon that had broken free, spread madly to every corner of Kyoto with the palace as the center, at a speed clearly visible to the naked eye, and everything was turned into nothingness wherever it passed.

When the dust settled, all that was left was devastation. The former glory and prosperity were now only broken walls and ruins.

Outside the palace, Shen Qing saw this scene and was horrified.

He scanned with his divine sense and found that the core area of ​​the explosion had become a hell on earth. Countless ordinary palace maids, eunuchs, guards, and imperial guards were turned into ashes in this catastrophe.

It can be seen that Ji Zikong was cold-hearted and didn't care about the lives of people in the palace.

Otherwise, with his ability, he could completely control this sword intent.

There were inevitable casualties in Kyoto and the palace, but it would never reach this level.

He completely let it go and acted on his own will.

Shen Qing suddenly thought of Huangfu Rou who was still in the city.

Now that Huang Tian Sect had played all its cards, it was impossible for them to win against Ji Zikong's fierce attack.

The situation was becoming clearer.

He would be able to protect himself if he went back into the capital.

Perhaps, he could go in and protect her.

The sword light that had burst out from the sky faded, revealing the embarrassed figure of Huang Tian Daozhu.

At this time, there was no intact part of his body, and many parts had been deep into the bones, and blood was flowing continuously.

Seeing Ji Zikong so strong, Huang Tian Daozhu narrowed his eyes.

He stomped his feet heavily, and the flying boat under him kept shaking. In a few breaths, it reached its peak and burst into dazzling yellow light, flying out of the city.

"Retreat!"

The powerful male voice spread far away like thunder.

After hearing the order to retreat, those Huang Tian Sect disciples who were still alive in the city no longer hesitated and decisively evacuated outside the city.

When the Huangtian Sect finally decided to evacuate, the yellow glow that had just enveloped the sky quietly dissipated and returned to its original color.

At this time, the surroundings of the aristocratic mansions in Kyoto suddenly became lively, with explosions and fighting sounds coming one after another.

Many aristocratic families sent their children to fight with these Huangtian Sect disciples.

They did everything they could to stop their evacuation.

Now the aristocratic families in Kyoto have seen the direction of the situation. Each of them is like a cheetah that smells blood. They no longer wait and see and are reserved. They throw themselves into the fight and continue to kill those Huangtian Sect disciples who are in disarray.

After all, their foundation is far less than that of the Ji family. Facing the existence of the Huangtian Dao Master, it is tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg for them.

But they had no pressure in killing these followers who had lost their shelter and were fleeing everywhere.

After the defeat of Master Huang Tian, ​​the defense of the Huang Tian Sect was absolutely weak to the extreme. Now was the best time to beat the fallen dog.

If they missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to explain their position later, and they might be liquidated by Ji Zikong, which would be more trouble than gain.

Therefore, these noble families chose to stand in line without hesitation and joined directly, ready to take this opportunity to atone for their sins and become a lingering hawk dog.

The Huang Tian Sect, which was in a good situation just now, was defeated in an instant after the noble families joined.

Seeing this, Shen Qing no longer hesitated, urged all his spiritual power, and operated the Great Void Movement Technique to go deep into Kyoto to find Huangfu Rou's trace.

He stepped across, and the whole person turned into a phantom, and hurried for thousands of meters, making it difficult to catch.

There were followers of the Huang Tian Sect blocking his way, and he slapped them directly, and beat the blocking person into a meat paste.

Even the talisman was useless.

Boom!

Shen Qing heard a roar coming from the sky in the distance, and one flying boat after another turned into a big fireball and was blown up by Ji Zikong on the spot.

The scene almost turned into a one-sided massacre.

When Ji Zikong was about to catch up with Master Huang Tian, ​​the two ancient corpse puppets that were dormant in the city were awakened. They soared into the sky and hugged Ji Zikong tightly.

In the latter's astonished eyes, it suddenly turned into a big yellow ball and tightly wrapped Ji Zikong in it, like a sun cast by flames.

The yellow sphere exuded an ominous light, and every ray of light contained a terrifying power that was enough to shake the mountains and rivers.

In a deafening explosion, the big yellow ball splashed with light, bursting out earth-shattering energy, tearing the surrounding void into pieces.

"Ah..."

In this devastating explosion, even Ji Zikong's unparalleled body was left with several shocking wounds, blood dripping and deep into the bones.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Ji Zikong's figure appeared.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he glanced around.

However, at this time, the figure of Huang Tian Daoist Master was no longer seen.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ji Zikong unexpectedly saw Shen Qing's figure and exclaimed.

He found that the martial arts used by Shen Qing were extremely unique, and there was even some meaning of the void avenue.

"There is indeed something strange about this boy."

"If I remember correctly, he has reached the Yuanshen realm in just a few years, which is incredible."

"This time, thanks to Huang Tianjiao, I have collected a lot of the Ji family's background, and I no longer need those means to maintain the court. It's just right, I can take a good look at what big secrets are hidden in my Wu'an Marquis."

Ji Zikong's mind moved, and he pointed to Shen Qing in the air.

Shen Qing, who was still crossing the void, suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his heart.

He rolled to the side almost instinctively.

Puff!

A sword energy almost brushed past his cheek and penetrated into the ground.

Shen Qing's heart was beating wildly.

If he had been a little slower just now, he would have been split in two by this sword energy.

Shen Qing looked up and saw Ji Zikong staring at him condescendingly, with a hint of surprise on his face.

He was as calm as water, and asked in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

Ji Zikong took a step forward, and with every step he took, invisible steps condensed out of thin air under his feet.

He walked towards Shen Qing step by step.

As they walked, Ji Zikong said, "Marquis Wu'an, tell me. Have you never practiced the Great Sacred Body Method in the Royal Arsenal, this immortal martial arts method?"

Shen Qing remained silent, and his hand could not help but hold the hilt of his sword.

Ji Zikong sighed and said, "My seventh prince learned this immortal martial arts method because he heard that you practiced the Great Sacred Body Method without any harm. I didn't expect that he would go crazy and die."

"Because of you, I lost a son." Ji Zikong counted on his fingers and said, "This is the first, second, and third I lost..."

As he counted, he said a little irritably, "Forget it, he died anyway, but he couldn't die in vain. What do you think I should do?"

At this point, Shen Qing finally realized that the Great Zhou Emperor had completely turned the table over and set his sights on him.

"I think that your majesty is strong and healthy, and you may be able to raise another prince." Shen Qing took two steps back involuntarily.

Ji Zikong shook his head and said, "Don't bother with that. I have a way to save him from punishment."

"What?"

"Give me your soul and the matter will be written off."

Soul? !

Shen Qing's face suddenly darkened.

The soul is mysterious and can be refined by others.

Once his soul falls into Ji Zikong's hands, he will be at the mercy of others. Ji Zikong wants all the secrets about cultivation from him.

"I'm sorry, I can't obey your order!"

"Well, I'll come in person!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Zikong did not move, but raised his finger lightly.

Instantly, a long sword with a cold halo broke through the air, carrying supreme majesty and pointing directly at Shen Qing.

Shen Qing's face was slightly stern, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. The Six Paths of Reincarnation in his body was pushed to the extreme by him. The spiritual power between heaven and earth was completely boiling at this moment, rushing into his body crazily, condensing into a stream of majestic power.

He suddenly pulled out the "Leiyuan" sword and poured all his spiritual power into it.

The blade was covered with lightning and turned into a hundred-foot-long sky-climbing thunder blade, which slashed towards Ji Zikong's sword.

Qiong Lie Xu Jue Zhan!

At the moment of life and death, Shen Qing had no scruples and directly used the martial arts he learned from Xue Zhao.

The two swords met in the air, and a heart-pounding energy fluctuation burst out, like the falling of stars and the turning of mountains and rivers.

"Magic weapon!"

Looking at the scenes in front of him, Ji Zikong was stunned.

He knew that Shen Qing had many secrets, but he didn't expect that he would give him a surprise as soon as they fought.

Looking at the familiar moves in the void, his face was more playful.

"Interesting, my Wu'an Marquis is getting more and more interesting. Hahaha..."

Ji Zikong laughed in the void, and he continued to point his fingers forward and increased his strength.

The mighty Qiong Lie Xu Jue Zhan, with the blessing of Lei Yuan's sword, was extremely powerful.

But facing Ji Zikong's Qingguang Flying Sword, it still seemed powerless.

At the moment when the two forces collided, the sharpness of Qiong Lie Xu Jue Zhan was like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, melting quickly, but in a moment, it was completely defeated.

Ji Zikong's spiritual power surged all over his body. He pointed forward casually, and the white sword intent turned into a crescent moon, flashing across Shen Qing's body.

Before Shen Qing could react, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the sword energy had cut his body in half.

Golden and bright red blood spilled out.

Shen Qing widened his eyes, full of disbelief.

He felt the vitality in his body was rapidly fading, and his soul was shaking constantly. He actually had the urge to break out of his body, just like sensing the danger in his flesh shell and instinctively escaping.

Calm down!

You must be calm at this time!

Shen Qing did not surrender and accept his fate.

He gritted his teeth and decisively took out the jade token, releasing all the spiritual essence hidden in it.

Not only that, countless elixirs were also taken out by him and eaten all at once.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation was running wildly.

Around Shen Qing, crystal-clear vortices quietly emerged, like a black hole in the depths of the universe, swallowing all the spiritual energy around.

At the moment of life and death, he suddenly had a special understanding of the hell.

Transformation and rebirth, without destruction, there is no establishment!

In a leisurely moment, Shen Qing seemed to have crossed a hurdle, and he only felt a roar in his ears, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation was urged to the extreme.

The golden blood that fell in the void suddenly connected into a dazzling light chain, miraculously connecting Shen Qing's broken upper and lower body together.

In the rumbling sound, his body began to repair and heal incredibly, like broken porcelain being glued together again.

Ji Zikong, who was in mid-air, saw this scene and his expression suddenly changed. (End of this chapter)