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

When Ji Zikong saw Shen Qing who was intact as before, his spirit was shaken and he was completely boiling.

He had never seen such a technique that could bring people back to life, let alone heard of it.

"There is indeed something on this kid!"

"Such a skill is simply a waste of resources on him. If I can get such a skill, what will the demon have to fear?"

Ji Zikong stared at Shen Qing, his eyes becoming fiery.

He couldn't wait to collect Shen Qing's soul and find out all its secrets.

"You gave me too many surprises today, it's time to do your part for the life and death of the human race!"

Ji Zikong looked up to the sky and smiled, holding the sword in his hand, he swayed towards Shen Qing.

The cultivation of the Unity Realm was not reserved at all. At this moment, they all came out of the body and condensed into his sharp sword.

This sword is a magic weapon passed down by the Ji family from ancient times. After thousands of years of baptism, it has become extremely spiritual.

As if aware of Ji Zikong's emotions and intentions, the sword trembled, its light shone brightly, and its cold light appeared. It lay across the front like a big river, sweeping towards Shen Qing without hesitation.

The eagle fights the rabbit, but it still needs all its strength.

Ji Zikong also knew this truth and did not underestimate the enemy because of Shen Qing's cultivation.

The coercion of the Unity Realm was as thick as substance, shrouding the sky above the capital, and falling on Shen Qing's head together with the force of the sword.

Shen Qing was at the critical moment of repairing his injuries, and the injuries that had just been restored collapsed in an instant.

The whole person was full of cracks like a piece of porcelain.

Bright red blood splashed out from it, extremely oozing.

With a thought in Shen Qing's mind, at the critical moment, the Great Moving Void Technique was launched instantly.

In front of him, the void twisted and completely enveloped him.

Boom!

The sword light fell to the ground.

As if the world was created, a ravine tens of meters deep appeared in the capital, as if it was about to split the capital in half.

Shen Qing used the Great Movement of the Void technique to avoid narrowly missing the target.

It is hard to imagine that if this sword fell on him, he would be shattered to pieces.

Invincible.

Shen Qing was about to use the Great Movement of the Void technique to the extreme, and his figure flickered left and right, forward and backward, and kept crossing the outside of the capital, which was incomprehensible.

Ji Zikong's eyes were fixed on Shen Qing, and he chased after him, pressing forward step by step.

The sword energy was like weaving, giving Shen Qing no chance to breathe.

The two figures were like two streaks of light, flashing across the sky and flying far away in the blink of an eye.

"Even with the speed of my sword cultivation, I can't take advantage of this skill. Where did my Marquis Wu An learn this skill from?"

Ji Zikong's eyes shone, looking forward to the secrets in Shen Qing's body.

He had just suffered a lot of injuries because of Taoist Huang Tian.

Many of the wounds were extremely hideous, with blood on them, and some of his internal organs were even vaguely visible, which damaged his strength.

Ji Zikong turned a blind eye to these injuries. Regardless of the injuries on his body, he merged with the sword and his speed suddenly increased a lot.

All he saw was the light of the sword, like a dragon soaring through the sky, shrouding the world where Shen Qing was with a devastating force.

Wherever it passed, the sky and the earth seemed to be split open by this sword, the wind and clouds changed, and the sun and moon lost light.

Shen Qing's eyes widened when he saw this, and the spiritual power in his body surged. He knew that there was no room for any hesitation at this moment.

He tried his best to sacrifice the magic weapon "Lei Yuan" in his hand, and used the power of the magic weapon to resist Ji Zikong's terrifying sword.

The lightning suddenly appeared and swooped towards the sword light like a dragon.

Click.

What made Shen Qing unbelievable was that the sword of 'Lei Yuan' could not withstand Ji Zikong's sword intent.

With a loud noise, Lei Yuan was shattered inch by inch under the sword light. In the mournful scream, the power contained in the blade completely exploded at this moment, like a sea of ​​thunder, filling the entire sky with blue arcs of electricity.

Powerful energy fluctuations spread far away.

Even Ji Zikong, who is in the unity realm, can feel the horror in it.

He had no doubt that even if he fell into this thunder sea now, he would never feel uncomfortable.

Shen Qing crazily activated the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and bright vortexes slowly lit up in his acupuncture points. He frantically absorbed the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and recovered from his injuries in a matter of seconds.

He quickly took out the bow from his treasure bag and drew the bow to the full moon without hesitation.

Every strand of the spiritual power condensed in his body was penetrated by him into the bow and turned into arrows.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Sounds of piercing the sky exploded.

Nine arrows pierced the sky almost at the same time. Each arrow was like the scorching sun in the sky, carrying the power of burning the sky and boiling the sea, pointing directly at Ji Zikong.

In the sky, there seemed to be rounds of sun being summoned, shining brightly.

Even Ji Zikong, who had already raised high expectations, couldn't help but have a hint of exclamation on his face at this moment.

He could feel the terrifying power contained in these arrows. He was currently injured. Although these arrows fell on him, they were not fatal, but they were definitely uncomfortable.

Ji Zikong dodged subconsciously.

But what he didn't expect was that even though he had avoided it, these arrows seemed to have eyes, and they all landed on him without missing a beat.

Rumble...

Nine arrows of light exploded one after another.

Rounds of scorching sun lit up, then went out in an instant.

When the nine-round "sun" light gradually dissipated, Ji Zikong's embarrassed look was revealed.

At this moment, he stood in the center of the world, his clothes were tattered, and his chest was stained with blood.

"Good, good, good!"

Ji Zikong laughed in anger, his eyes were bloodshot.

Shen Qing in front of him gave him too many surprises. He never thought that one day he would be forced to this extent by a martial artist in the Yuanshen realm.

"I didn't expect that there was such a person like you under my command. I was wrong!"

Ji Zikong's Yuanshen trembled violently, causing the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy to boil like a tide.

Suddenly, a huge frost-colored air sword emerged from behind him.

The long sword magic weapon in his hand was fully demonstrated under the urging and blessing of his Yuanshen.

"Your body was buried under this sword of mine, which is also your honor."

The frost light flashed on the sword body, and the cold air was pressing. With unparalleled power, it chopped down on Shen Qing's head.

Before the sword arrived, the cold intention had condensed a layer of frost on the earth.

Shen Qing was horrified and quickly formed seals with his hands.

A spiritual power surged out of his body and turned into a huge golden seal, shining with golden light and overwhelming pressure.

He activated the Eight Desolate Dao Seal.

The soul was blessed.

The golden seal soared into the air and met the frost-colored air sword.

The two collided suddenly in the air, erupting with a deafening roar, and the spiritual power overflowed, like a raging sea, sweeping around.

However, the power of the unity realm is so strong, and the frost-colored air sword was transformed by Ji Zikong with all his strength. The soul power contained in it is not ordinary.

I saw that the golden seal gradually cracked in the collision, and finally with a "bang", it completely shattered, turned into dots of golden light, and dissipated into the void.

Shen Qing was severely injured, and his body flew back involuntarily, blood gushed out of his mouth, and his face instantly became as pale as paper.

"Die!"

Ji Zikong's face was grim, and the sword behind him remained unchanged as he thrust it towards Shen Qing. (End of this chapter)