In the mountains inside the imperial city, Jingya has already set up a barrier, and no one can peek at the situation here.
Jun Wuxie is meditating and adjusting his breathing, restoring the energy and spirit consumed under the extreme sublimation, as well as the deep backlash on the body, so as to avoid leaving hidden diseases in the future.
He was preparing to wait until he recovered to his peak state before devouring the mythical half-step Holy Emperor to practice and improve his realm.
As the enemy continues to come from Hanzhou and the conflicts continue to escalate, the opponents he has to face will become stronger and stronger.
It is hard to say that there are no old antiques in the six top sects in Hanzhou that are sleeping in the realm of the Holy Emperor.
That kind of existence is definitely not something he can compete for now, and even under the myth, he has no chance of winning.
If you use Blue Magical Power Assistance, you may be able to deal with it, but it will be quite difficult.
It is quite difficult to go against the trend through two major realms.
As the realm is higher, the more terrifying the suppression of the great realm will be, and it will be more difficult to cross the realm.
Not only can anyone cross two realms, such as Aunt You and Qingxue, if you approve your realm to the great saint realm, let alone the Holy Emperor, even the Holy Ancestor can do it in seconds.
But this is totally cheating.
Because since ancient times, no cultivator at the Great Saint realm can reach the realm of invincible mythology, let alone the eternal mythology like Ye Qingxue.
In such a field, even if it is only the realm of the Great Saint, killing the Saint Ancestor is no different from crushing the ants, because the gap in the field is immeasurable, and the several higher realms cannot make up for such a gap.
The gap in the cultivation level is the gap, and the gap in the field of talent growth intensity is also the gap. Both are hard indicators for measuring the strength of a practitioner.
In fact, it is already extremely amazing to be able to reach the level of mythical talent at the level of the Great Sage, let alone the myths of the Ten Directions.
Putting aside the situation where the real big shots suppress the practitioners of the realm of the realm of the low level, it would be a fantasy to try to defeat the Holy Emperor in the realm of the Great Sage.
"If the six sects of Hanzhou really have old antiques in the Holy Emperor realm, I'm afraid I'll face them soon. There seems to be no way to delay this matter. Whether the strong men in the Holy Emperor realm will appear is entirely based on my killing of them.
The speed of the mythical half-step Holy Emperor comes from…”
Jun Wuxie frowned slightly and thought to himself.
These two things are tied up. If he wants to improve his realm, he can only use strong people in the anti-killing mythical level half-step Saint Emperor realm to do cultivation resources. Only in this way can he achieve it.
Then there is a vicious cycle between the three things, and there is no solution!
...
The imperial city did not become chaotic due to the alternation of regimes and the change of thrones.
The Armour Army maintained order, which gradually restored the city to its former lively scene.
Far away in a certain area of Hanzhou, there is a particularly majestic mountain peak in a vast Lingxiu Mountain range, standing in the smoke and clouds. Sometimes you can see cranes flying through the clouds among the mountains and making a crisp long and crisp sound.
Voice.
This is the mountain gate of Taiyi Sect.
The Taiyi Sect's sect was built on the hillside and top of these peaks, with palaces and pavilions, rising and falling.
Between the towering mountains, there are long bridges connected to each other, engraved with runes, in different colors, like a rainbow hanging in the air.
At this time, deep in Taiyi Sect, in the soul pavilion of the sect, an old man with gray hair and beard stumbled out, his face full of shock and anger.
"What's going on?"
Several old men guarding the Soul Pavilion all looked at the old man who rushed out with a wrong expression, and had a very bad premonition in his heart.
"The Mythical Ancestor's Soul Card has collapsed!"
The old man who rushed over said this tremblingly.
"What?"
When several other old men heard this, they were shocked and screamed, their bodies shaking, their steps were floating, and they felt that their eyes were black and they almost fell down.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible. It must be a problem with the soul card!"
They are unwilling to believe and cannot continue such a cruel reality.
How could a mythical ancestor die?
The place he went to was just Qingzhou. How could anyone threaten the mythical half-step Holy Emperor in a remote and remote place where he was backward in his practice of civilization?
Even if Jun Wuxie is against the will of heaven, it will never be difficult to achieve this level!
This matter is much beyond their understanding.
"I'll go find the sect leader and all the powerful people in the background. I hope there is really a problem with the function of the soul card..."
The old man who rushed out of the pavilion said with a gloomy face, then flew across the sky and disappeared.
There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Because not only did the soul cards of the Myth Ancestor collapsed, the soul cards of the eight powerful people who were well-off brought by the Myth Ancestor collapsed.
completely annihilated?
This possibility is extremely small, so someone will have to escape.
Moreover, the nine soul cards collapsed in an extremely short period of time, which is even more impossible.
Soon, the sect leader of Taiyi Sect and the old man came to the Soul Pavilion, and behind them were a large number of senior officials of Taiyi Sect.
The strong people who received the news also came one after another, and streams of light passed through the sky and landed in front of the Soul Pavilion one after another.
Soon, hundreds of people gathered in front of the Soul Pavilion, and the number of strong people with foundation reached as many as five or six hundred.
These strong people with strong backgrounds do not belong to the same era.
Many of them have been sleeping until the present era since the seals of the past, so the number is a bit amazing.
At this time, an extremely sharp and cold aura came from the sect’s gate.
A young man in ancient costume came in a navigated and landed in front of everyone, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
As soon as this person came, all the senior officials of Taiyi Sect present quieted down, showed respectful expressions to him, bent down and saluted, and called out to the ancestor.
The young man flicked his sleeves and did not respond. He walked into the Soul Pavilion with a cold face, and everyone hurriedly followed behind.
They soon arrived at the second floor where the soul cards were stored.
The space here is very wide, with a large number of soul cards placed vertically, made of mysterious jade stone.
These soul cards contain the soul marks of important figures in Taiyi Sect.
This soul mark has a close dependence on its original body. Once the original body dies, the soul mark will explode and the energy formed will impact the soul card and shatter.
In addition to the senior leaders of Taiyi Sect, there are also soul cards for outstanding disciples of Taiyi Sect here.
The soul card of the mythical half-step Holy Emperor is located in the top row, and cracks are already everywhere at this moment.
"Old ancestor, did you think it was caused by a problem with the soul card function?"
The sect leader of Taiyi Sect asked this, but he still couldn't accept the fact that the mythical ancestor died.
This loss is immeasurable to the sect!
"Although reality is cruel, we all have to learn to accept it because it will not change because of our will." The young man in ancient costume said and sighed: "I didn't expect that you would die like this,
Burial in a territory like Qingzhou. In that era, the heroes could not bury you. The myth of that year..."
When he said this, his eyes showed a look of memories, as if he was recalling those glorious years, missing the people or events of that era, the glory and brilliance of that era.
There are not many fellow disciples of that era left, but now there is one more reduced.
"Contact Xuanbingmen and the Blood Evil Alliance immediately and tell them to quickly notify the strong men who are heading to Qingzhou. Don't follow our footsteps and fall apart!"
The young man said this, the memory in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a terrible chill.
"Old ancestor, Xuanbing and Xuesha are not aware of it at present, why not take this opportunity to consume their two mythological ancestors. One of our mythological ancestors is gone, and this balance is broken..."
"madness!"
The young man angrily scolded the senior officials who made the suggestions and said, "Why did we proclaim ourselves to this era? In addition to accumulating the sect's heritage, there is another very important reason, that is, this era in the prophecy was the most prosperous era in ancient times.
Usually accompanied by crisis, forces like us need to join forces with our allies instead of fighting each other. Otherwise, we may suffer losses in front of Qisha Tower, Juehun Valley, and Wanpo Sect, let alone greater challenges that may be faced in the future.
!”
"Remember the teachings of my ancestors!"
After hearing this, the senior executive hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore.
"Old ancestor, I'll do it now."
The sect leader of Taiyi Sect responded.
"Also, tell them that my ancestors will discuss important matters with their mythical ancestors." After that, the young man added: "This news must not be spread. Everyone present must stay here honestly for a certain period of time.
You are not allowed to leave within a single step until the mythical ancestor of the Qisha Tower, Juehun Valley, and Wanpo Sect are buried in Qingzhou!"
As soon as these words were said, everyone present changed slightly, but no one dared to speak, and the atmosphere became a little weird and tense.
The meaning of the ancestor's words is very obvious, and I suspect that there are those who have an affair with sects such as Qishalou.
The young man's sharp eyes swept across everyone.
"It seems that some people have very high mental quality, but sooner or later you will be caught by this ancestor!"
The young man expected that there were traitors in the top sects, just as they arranged for people to lie dormant in Qisha Tower, Juehun Valley, and Wanpo Sect.
...
Time flies very quickly, and it's been several days in a blink of an eye.
During these days, the order of the Daqian capital was completely restored, and the scene of the entire city was more lively than before, and commercial activities were more frequent.
Although many people left a few days ago, many families and merchants fled, it did not affect the vitality and prosperity of the city.
King Ning and An Ning have already handled various matters.
Emperor Daqian is still alive, and King Ning does not kill him.
An Ning didn't let him kill him. She didn't want her father to be scolded by later generations because of his bad reputation as killing his father, and she was afraid that he would be flawed in his heart.
But she naturally couldn't let Daqian's emperor go so far, so she broke through the cave, destroyed most of her cultivation, and locked her in a deserted backyard of the palace, and sent someone to guard her, ban her from the secluded ban.
Get up.
Emperor Daqian could not withstand such a blow, and fell from holding power to controlling the country to becoming a prisoner, his cultivation was abolished, and he even lost his freedom.
He was crazy, talking to himself in that lifeless courtyard every day, laughing like a fool. Sometimes he sat upright on a stone bench, fantasizing about his appearance as a high emperor, giving orders to the air
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His body was dirty, covered with stains, his hair was disheveled, and his face was covered with snot bubbles. He looked like a mentally retarded person who was unbearable.
As for the prince, he had been imprisoned by King Ning.
King Ning was preparing to ascend the throne. Before that, he was preparing to publicly judge the prince and execute him.
He was not sure if there were princelings dormant in the imperial city.
Although there shouldn't be anyone who dies in this situation at the moment, some people cannot judge it with common sense.
He didn't want this unstable factor to exist, and he could use it to lead it out and catch it all in one go.
This is an open conspiracy, which obviously leads those people to appear.
But he believed that crazy people would come even though they knew that this would happen.
...
On the day when King Ning publicly tried the crown prince, he chose the largest square in the center of the imperial city.
It is active and wide, and can accommodate many people. Even so, the surroundings are still surrounded by crowds of people, layer by layer.
In the middle of the square, there is a high platform where King Ning and An Ning sit upright, and the prince was escorted to kneel in front of them, dressed in rags, with fierce eyes and roaring.
There are two charges for the trial of the prince, one is the crime of traitoring the country, and the other is the crime of subverting the state.
Each type is a death penalty, a serious crime that can be cut into pieces and executed by Lingchi.
As soon as such a crime was released, some people in the crowd around were uproar, which made the audience discuss it. Some people thought it was a false charge.
King Ning didn't care about certain voices, he knew that someone must be urging and inciting them.
He told the origin of the two charges of the prince one by one and made all the evidence prepared to the public.
As the most important frontier fortress in Daqian, the border town was facing crisis and when the city was broken, the army that was heading for help was intercepted by the Prince's army, which lasted for half a year, causing the border town to be almost broken.
If the Lord God had not arrived in time and defeated the Wu'an army, the border town would have been floating everywhere, and the Wu'an cavalry had already pointed directly at the heart of Daqian and shattered the mountains and rivers of Daqian. All the people of Daqian would face the separation of their wives and children caused by the war, and their families would be destroyed.
Tragedy.
The prince did not admit it, saying that he just wanted to deal with King Ning and had no subjective intention of helping Wu'an break the city.
King Ning said that the consequences that a normal person can think of, as the prince who acts in court, could not have thought of, argue that he did not have subjective intentions, but was just a quibbling.
As the prince of the governor, when the dynasty faced a strong enemy attack and a fortress was about to be broken, he did not find a way to repel the strong enemy. Instead, he blocked the rescue, helped the strong enemy break the city, and ignored the lives and deaths of hundreds of millions of people.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him! Lingchi executes it and kill this dog who sells the country for his own selfish desires!"
...
After the matter was cleared, the crowd was excited, and countless rotten eggs and tomatoes were slammed into the prince on the stage.
"You unlucky people, I will kill all of you unlucky people, hahaha, kill all of you!"
The prince knew that he would die. Over the years, he had never been able to compare with King Ning, and he ended up in a terrible defeat.
He was unwilling to give up and was so jealous that he was crazy. But these untouchables followed suit and all wanted to kill him. This was outrageous.
He roared like a crazy beast, with red eyes and hideous face.