Life Hunter

The pale daylight from the east shines into the divine capital, but the roosters don't crow and the dogs don't bark.

Across the human race, one hundred and eight golden light pillars broke through the sky.

At the top of each light pillar stands a vague shadow of a god.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on the phantoms of the gods, all the phantoms of the gods shone brightly with golden light, like one hundred and eight little suns rising up, shining on the world.

Pieces of complex circular golden light array patterns spread in all directions, floating up to nine heavens, down to nine places, and slowly disappeared.

People from all over the human race hurriedly looked at the high divine pillar, some hid in their houses, some knelt down and kowtowed, or some burned incense and prayed.

Rumble...Rumble...

The sky shook, and echoes came from deep in the earth.

In King Xian's army camp, the leaders of each army stood on both sides of Li Qingxian, looking at the golden beam of light in the sky.

Everyone in the world has a great feast to invite the true God.

One Hundred and Eight Heavenly Golden Light Demon Suppressing Formation.

Li Qingxian asked: "Back then, was this the demon-suppressing formation that suppressed the projection of the demon god in the lower realm?"

The Taoist monk on the side said: "It is exactly this formation. Our Taoist sect is far more prosperous than before, and the power of this demon-suppressing formation is ten times that of before."

"But the demons in the world are ten times as big as before."

Everyone looked at the divine capital city in the golden light of the morning and didn't know how to answer.

Because for some unknown reason, starting from last night, everyone felt uneasy whenever they looked at the Divine Capital City.

Even when we attacked the Champion City, even when the Champion King appeared, we didn't feel this way.

"Change it."

Li Qingxian pointed to the sky, and a strange golden talisman flew straight into the sky.

The monks were puzzled. This was a great formation that could only be activated by the joint efforts of all Taoist sects in the world. Even if the devil from the upper world came down to earth, he would not be able to escape severe damage or even death.

Li Qingxian is a life cultivator, why do you say this?

Everyone was wondering when they saw the golden talisman instantly passing through all the light pillars and hanging in the sky, turning into a jade page and golden seal, like a heavenly book, shining brightly.

"Is this... a decree from the upper realm?"

The discerning Taoist disciples saw it at a glance and their eyelids jumped.

The jade pages and golden seals scattered into a stream of light, divided into one hundred and eight lines, and fell on one hundred and eight large golden pillars.

On the top of the golden pillar, behind each golden god, a dark golden gate slowly emerged. It was dimly lit and showed no aura.

However, everyone felt that the entire demon-suppressing formation was suddenly different. The light between heaven and earth was a hundred times thicker.

When it shines on people, it actually has weight.

Some old Taoist priests hissed and gasped.

"This is... the 108-week Golden Tower Demon-Suppressing Formation. It has never been passed down in the human world."

"Jinque... Tianmen..." The Taoist cultivators stared at the golden gates, trying to pry into the secrets of the upper world.

At the same time, the sound of reading that had been echoing in their ears suddenly increased, like a loud roar and thunder. However, everyone was not surprised, but felt like a breeze blowing on their faces.

"...Determined...good...evil...divided...righteous...false..."

Everyone was slightly moved when they heard this. How could the literary cultivator be more reckless than the martial cultivator this time?

For a country's royal family, strength comes first, followed by rectification of name.

If the name is not correct, the world will not follow it.

How come the world's sutra banquet is able to distinguish the good from the false as soon as it comes into play.

Everyone was in shock and confusion when they saw in a daze a ray of clear energy rising into the sky in the city of God's capital and disappeared.

For a blink of an eye, I saw nothing.

Then, everyone didn't know why, but suddenly felt that something was wrong in Shendu City.

The city wall seemed to be crooked, the bricks seemed to be cracked, and the whole city was tilted.

The monks from all sides secretly sighed, at this time, Wen Xiu was so decisive.

Although it is not as grand and direct as the Dao Sect, it is almost a blow to the bottom of the cauldron and completely breaks the foundation of the "Holy Emperor".

The world's cultural cultivators no longer support Emperor Taining, no, he is the puppet emperor of Taining.

Now, what can support the strength of "Emperor Taining" is only the accumulation of the past, and it is hard to find a new national destiny.

The martial arts cultivators looked at each other, took a deep breath, and rolled their true energy.

Breathe...breathe...breathe...breathe...

The other monks looked at the martial arts cultivators and saw the wind swirling around all the martial cultivators, getting bigger and bigger.

Slowly, the sound of drums... no, it was the heartbeats of the martial arts cultivators, began to increase in intensity.

Boom...boom...boom...

Then, wisps of blood-colored smoke curled up from all directions in the Divine Capital City and gathered everywhere.

In just a moment, thousands of meters of energy and blood, like smoke and a wall, surrounded the city of God.

Boom...boom...boom...

Shocked and bloody.

The faces of the martial arts cultivators in the city of God were ashen, because within this Qi-blood wall, all the martial arts cultivators in the city, below the super-grade level, had fallen by one level.

Even after a first-level overhaul, only the second-level true essence is left.

The flow of all their true energy is only 70% of its original value, and no matter what techniques they use, they cannot speed it up.

Unless the four walls of blood are broken.

The blood wall seals the martial arts, and the heart drum breaks the law.

Anyone who casts spells in the city of God must be cautious, because if they are not careful, the sound of drums will invade the spiritual platform and turn into a drum that breaks the spell. At least the spell will fail, and at worst, it will go crazy.

This frightening blood formation has not been seen for thousands of years, because it requires too many martial arts.

Now, millions of martial arts practitioners gathered in the city of God.

"Shan," Li Qingxian nodded lightly, "Let's get started."

Li Qingxian was dressed in white clothes. When he raised his right hand, the official uniforms, official hats and official seals of the imperial court appeared.

Raising his right hand, it spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into black ash and scattering everywhere.

Later, outside the city of God's Capital, everyone, whether they were martial arts cultivators or literary cultivators, whether they were life cultivators or Taoist cultivators, took out all the objects given by the imperial court to represent their identities, such as ultimatums, tributes, rewards, imperial edicts, official seals, flags, etc. Things like these are either torn to pieces, trampled on, or burned.

Everyone looked at all this, and the heavy things in their hearts became much lighter.

Almost at the same time, countless non-governmental organizations, bodyguard agencies, trading firms, and young students from all over the human race flocked to the local government.

"Too peaceful and innocent, the whole world will fight together!"

"Too peaceful and innocent, the whole world will fight together!"

The surging crowd rushed into the government office, took off the plaques, smashed the court hall, and destroyed official seals, official uniforms and other items.

Many officials took the initiative to tear up the imperial belongings, and some literati even said four words.

The former dynasty of Qi.

I don’t know who was the first to say it, and I don’t know where it came from. In almost an hour, this name spread all over the country and blossomed everywhere.

Everywhere in the human race, the royal family of Qi is no longer regarded as the emperor.

Boom...

Everyone outside the city of God followed the sound and saw that the Four Emperors Mountain, which was covered by magic, collapsed, leaving only bare rubble.

Everyone felt faintly dizzy, as if something locked in their minds was broken.

"I am so kind to you..."

A powerful and old voice sounded, and everyone's eyes suddenly darkened, and then, a black sun slowly rose.

In front of the black sun, stood an old man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. The dragon robe fluttered lightly and shone with golden light.

Under the bright black sun, the skylight suddenly dimmed by 90%. It was clearly daytime, but it was like a night with a full moon.