Hearing the news, Yu Ziqing couldn't help but be shocked. Did the Cliff God King walk out of the cliff?

Good guy, I just heard someone say a few days ago that a strong person at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm seems to never be able to achieve perfection, and something new will always appear every now and then.

So far, Qi refining has reached the tenth level, body refining has reached the tenth level, but God refining has not even a shadow.

No one dares to take that risk.

In particular, there are some rumors circulating in the circle of powerful people, saying that Lao Qianhuang missed a move and was beaten to death because even a person with Lao Qianhuang's talent could not refine the god. Breakthrough to the tenth level on the road.

If Lao Qianhuang's god-refining practice has surpassed the limit and completed a qualitative change, no one may really be able to stop him.

Everyone actually listened to these words happily, but no one really believed them.

But everyone knows that it is indeed very difficult for an elder in the Yuanshen realm to break through to the tenth level.

Of course, Yu Ziqing knew the reason best. He occasionally went to communicate with Zhong Shouzheng, and the information Zhong Shouzheng told him was enough for him to confirm that the Cliff God King had been cutting his flesh.

At the expense of harming one's own body, it hinders Yuanshen realm monks from breaking through to the tenth level.

This kind of behavior is like putting out firewood. The Cliff God King cannot stop at all. As long as he stops, the fire will burn even brighter.

The only advantage is that it can delay time. If he can completely put out the fire before it burns more intensely, then he has won.

If not, then the elders of the Yuan Shen realm who will be more perfect at that time will be stronger than those who broke through the tenth level in earlier years.

It stands to reason that the Cliff God King should not have been able to walk out of the cliff so quickly, so suddenly, unless he directly gave up guarding the road.

What Yu Ziqing didn't expect was that the first thing the Cliff God King did had nothing to do with the human race, but instead targeted the Moon God.

This gave Yu Ziqing some bad premonitions. If it was not absolutely necessary, the Cliff God King would definitely not do this.

Yu Ziqing still had to think of a way to find out what was going on and prevent anything from happening to the Moon God.

Over the years, he has used the moonlight magical power again and again, and the moon god has given him the greatest support, forcibly improving his moonlight magical power by several levels.

So much so that Yu Ziqing's enthusiasm for honing the moonlight magical power could not be improved no matter what.

After all, after calculation, no matter how hard he personally works, no matter how advanced the moonlight magical power is, the final power is unlikely to be comparable to the blessing of the moon god.

Then why waste time on honing this magical power, when other magical powers don’t need to waste time? Or is it so time consuming that you can even finish the book list?

Yu Ziqing has become accustomed to the fact that every time he uses the moonlight magical power, it has top-notch power.

Just counting this personal relationship, if something happened to Moon God, he would not be able to just sit idly by and ignore it.

It involves the Cliff God King, which is even more righteous, and there are original grievances, which is even more impossible to ignore.

After nightfall, Yu Ziqing raised his head and looked at the sky. Today was the beginning of the month, so it should be the last quarter of the moon.

Just looking up, the sky was dark and covered with dark clouds.

Yu Ziqing waved his hand and shouted in a low voice.

"spread."

The next moment, the power of the Dadui Dynasty was seen surging, and the dark clouds in the sky spread in all directions on their own, revealing the night sky.

In the night sky, stars shine, and the looming crescent moon is extremely dim, as if it is covered with a layer of gauze.

The moonlight falling from the night sky also became extremely dim.

In the past, Yu Ziqing wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with this.

The waxing and waning of the bright moon is a natural change. The moon is strongest when it is full. Every few years, on a specific day, when the moonlight is strongest, the emperor's liquid will fall and spread all over the world, treating all creatures in the world equally.

That night, countless ignorant creatures opened their spiritual wisdom.

Of course, there are also weakest times, and the past few days have been almost the weakest times. The moonlight is dim, but the stars are the strongest throughout the year.

For some monks who practice special sects, these days of the year are basically equivalent to their Emperor's Serum Fall Days.

Yu Ziqing pondered for a moment and used the moonlight magical power.

Everything he saw seemed to come to a standstill and began to flow backwards.

The magical power of moonlight is still blessed, but it is very weak.

It turns out that with the blessing of the Moon God himself, his moonlight magical power can directly jump from level one to level five.

But now, it has jumped from level two to level three.

As soon as that kind of blessing appeared, Yu Ziqing felt an obvious difference. He was very familiar with this magical power because it was so easy to use.

However, the blessing can still be obtained, which proves that the situation is not irreversibly bad, and the moon god must still have his own consciousness and a certain degree of autonomy.

But if the blessing has weakened so much, something serious must have happened.

With the help of the contact during the blessing, Yu Ziqing spread the news.

"We're in big trouble, aren't we?"

Yu Ziqing didn't wait for any response. He thought for a while and continued to spread the news.

"If it's inconvenient for you to reply, someone will find out, but you can still hide it while blessing me, so you can slightly weaken your blessing."

The next moment, Yu Ziqing felt that the blessing given by the Moon God had become a little weaker.

Yu Ziqing immediately understood that it was not the moon god who could not give him the magical power of moonlight, directly blessing it to the fifth level.

But after so many blessings, it would be noticed by others, but now it is still within the control and will not be noticed.

"If it's a small problem, you can solve it. After I say everything, within three breaths, you can cut off the blessing.

If it is more troublesome and you need help, disconnect the blessing within ten breaths.

If the foundation is endangered, you can cut off the blessing at twenty breaths.

If it is a big trouble, it will not only endanger your foundation, but also have a huge impact on your current life, which is thirty breaths."

Yu Ziqing paused for a moment, his thoughts quickly changed, and he immediately added.

"If the time you give blessings is limited, not as long as before, and there is a risk of being discovered at any time, you can first weaken the blessing a little bit again."

The next moment, the power of blessing immediately became a little weaker.

"Okay, now that I've finished speaking, we can start counting."

Yu Ziqing silently counted the time. After more than twenty breaths, he felt that the blessing was rapidly weakening, but it still maintained the state of continuous blessing.

After thirty breaths, the blessing will be completely cut off.

Yu Ziqing looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The crescent moon seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, and it became even more hazy at this moment.

…

Under the deep sea, the weird people of the deep sea are welcoming the next carnival. They are frantically following the existing connections and constantly trying to penetrate.

You can even see wisps of strange evil energy flowing under the seabed of the East China Sea to the seabed of the deep sea, constantly seeping from the deep sea into the East China Sea.

The Dragon Clan's original territory was actually closest to the deep sea. At this moment, the Dragon Clan left.

In the Crystal Palace under the sea, the originally magnificent palace was now empty. The crystals that exuded brilliance were slowly dimming and turning gray.

The Dragon Clan has lived here for a long time, and has soaked into everything here, and it has begun to be penetrated, expelled, and erased.

Instead, this place slowly turned into a world with a spooky, weird and twisted atmosphere.

Those auras penetrated here and began to penetrate into the Dragon Clan's Dragon Tomb.

A large amount of strange aura has gathered there, just like strong acid, corroding the gate of Dragon Tomb bit by bit.

The aura that had accumulated for countless years on the gate of Longzhong slowly dissipated, and some traces like rust began to appear on the surface, which continued to fall off with the gentle fluctuation of the sea water.

The defense of Longzhong became weaker and weaker, and finally, after an unknown period of time, a crack was opened by penetration and corrosion.

Those weird smells rushed to seep in through that gap.

But after infiltrating it, I found that there was nothing inside the Dragon Tomb except the extremely rich death energy.

Not to mention the complete dragon remains, not even a single dragon bone or dragon scale.

Instead, the terrifying death energy that had been accumulated there for who knows how many years, and how many dragons had been buried there after their deaths, seemed to have found a vent and spewed out from inside.

The death energy that had been accumulated for too long and had already undergone a qualitative change seemed to have completed a qualitative change the moment it rushed out.

From the originally extremely high-quality, too rich, and too long-sedated death aura, there was now a trace of the charm of death.

The Shen Yun was infected with a strange aura, directly infiltrating the Shen Yun imprint, and traveled backwards to trace the source of these powers.

South China Sea.

The old Dragon King looked in the direction of the East China Sea, his face as sinking as water, and he sneered again and again.

The Dragon Clan does not have any ancestral rules that would rather lead to death than change.

Why did he insist on having everything agreed before moving, like a man bowing his head, just to burn the boat and leave no way out?

He even took away all the remains of the ancestors of the dragon clan in the dragon tomb, and planned to rebury the ancestors of the dragon clan after arriving in the South China Sea.

He had long been on guard against anyone using the Dragon Clan to do anything, especially using the remains of the Dragon Clan's ancestors to cause trouble.

Now that he sensed that the Dragon Tomb had been broken open, and the means left behind seemed to be decaying bit by bit, he knew that this was definitely not some daring monk or sea clan who went to the old site of the Dragon clan to find opportunities.

It’s definitely the weird things in the deep sea!
To be continued...