243 The Battle of the Gods and the Mustard Mortals
Purple Mountain imitates the Piaomiao Peak of the Yao Immortal Sect, with a total of thirteen mountain-protecting formations.
Each mountain-protecting formation was made by Xie Qixing with great painstaking efforts to imitate the ancient formations of the Yaoxian Sect, and its power cannot be underestimated.
Many of these formations have high-level spiritual beasts stationed there.
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Purple Mountain Peak.
Taoist Temple Square.
Xie Qixing is currently sitting quietly on the throne of the Immortal Lord, with his chief disciple Tie Che standing next to him.
In front of him, the four major disciples of "Xiang", "Shi", "Bing" and "Pawn" were arranged in two groups.
Behind him were a group of female disciples holding flower baskets. They were all of average appearance and even a little older.
...Because all the good-looking female disciples were casually killed by Xie Qixing last time.
During this period of time, Xie Qixing had just left seclusion, and the sect had not recruited new disciples for twenty years.
Xie Qixing didn't know which sect his chief disciple "Tiechech" had found so many female disciples in the corner of the sect.
If you let a few female disciples at the "mammy" level scatter flowers for you, your immortal aura will disappear in an instant...
Xie Qixing now deeply regrets it.
"I was impulsive. I was too impulsive at first."
Xie Qixing closed his eyes slightly and frowned.
He was already thinking about the sect's recruitment of new disciples...
However, before that, the ritual of extracting the "Original Qi" substitute must be completed first.
Xie Qixing thought and opened his eyes slightly.
In the Taoist Temple Square, the mechanism moved and two huge potholes appeared out of thin air.
He quietly looked at the two huge potholes with a long history, which were like two mass graves.
Xie Qixing said coldly——
"As long as Emperor Daqian sends the ten thousand boys and girls up, I can use the 'sucking method' to extract the essence from their bodies to replace the disappeared original energy."
Hearing this, Tie Che couldn't bear to face 10,000 such young lives.
He thought carefully and said——
"Master, why don't we wait any longer for Junior Sister Tiema and the others."
"...Perhaps they have found a way for those two people to obtain the original energy? There is no need for such killings anymore."
Xie Qixing didn't say anything, but just gave Tie Che a cold look.
Tie Che was horrified when he saw this. He immediately knelt down on one knee and admitted his mistake.
This ritual method is actually not the first time.
Xie Qixing has had such cooperation with Da Qian for a long time.
It was only because I had been in seclusion for nearly twenty years that I stopped for twenty years.
Today, it's just a restart.
Xie Qixing now has no choice but to break through and reach the legendary "tenth level"...
He increased the demand for the number of boys and girls, so that there was a frightening number of ten thousand in total.
...In the past, he would ask for it from dozens or hundreds of people.
However, there is no difference.
In Xie Qixing's eyes, mortal life is nothing more than an insignificant amount of grass.
Ten thousand or several hundred is just a difference in quantity.
Xie Qixing closed his eyes and sat in meditation again.
He continued to wait for Emperor Daqian to send tribute to heaven.
And suddenly, I heard an exclamation...
"Report——"
A haggard Taoist priest came hurriedly, knelt down immediately, and shouted loudly: "Yandong, the king of Zhenbei, led ten thousand 'white horse Yi Cong' to attack the mountain!"
Everyone was surprised when they heard the sound.
Xie Qixing did the same, but still sat in meditation.
Before Xie Qixing could speak, another Taoist priest appeared in a panic and reported -
"Yan Dong has already broken through the first mountain-protecting formation and is coming straight to the sect!"
A moment of time.
More haggard disciples kept appearing and kneeling on the ground, saying one after another——
"Yan Dong killed the Tianmen Beast and broke through the second formation!"
"Yan Dong defeated the Eight Kings of Lingtai and broke through the fifth formation!"
"Yan Dong bloodbathed Beiling Gate and broke through the seventh formation!"
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"Yan Dong has entered the last mountain-protecting formation!"
However, in a hurry, Yan Dong broke through twelve of the thirteen mountain-protecting formations.
Xie Qixing opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed from his eyes.
In front of him, the four major disciples of "Xiang", "Shi", "Bing" and "Pawn" came out one after another, cupped their hands and said in unison——
"Master, I would like to intercept Yan Dong."
Upon seeing this, Tieche, the most powerful chief disciple, also came to Xie Qixing, bowed and cupped his hands and said——
"Tie Che, I am willing to personally cut off Yan Dong's head and present it to the master."
Xie Qixing saw this and said nothing.
He nodded slightly and agreed to the report of the five major disciples.
The five people in the iron carriage should be respectful.
Then his figure disappeared instantly.
Xie Qixing was still sitting on the immortal throne, and the older female disciples behind him were all trembling and uneasy.
In fact, they were all village women who had been forcibly taken up the mountain in the past few days. They had no idea that the person in front of them was the legendary immortal.
However, they are familiar with the evil reputation of Zhenbei Wang Yandong.
They mistakenly thought that it was Zhenbei Wang Yandong who had come to personally suppress the bandits.
...Worried about killing the bandit and accidentally injuring himself at the same time.
As for Xie Qixing, he didn't know what they were thinking, he just thought that these older female disciples were as timid as mice.
"It seems that I am not confident in my strength."
Xie Qixing thought secretly.
He suddenly also wanted to know what the strength of the man that senior sister Liu Mengyun liked?
Each of the five major disciples, including Tie Che, was already a ninth-level warrior before joining his sect, and they were among the strongest in the world.
No matter how powerful Yan Dong is, facing five ninth-level warriors at the same time, it is definitely impossible to defeat him!
Xie Qixing was thinking about it.
Purple Mountain Peak.
Skyline entrance.
A figure came slowly on horseback.
Every time his mount takes a step, red flames are produced.
Behind him, the sky was burning with blazing flames, and the red clouds were like fire.
Suddenly, the figure casually threw his right hand.
Thirteen heads fell to the ground one after another.
The expressions of fear and surprise before death are forever etched on their faces.
These thirteen people are the guarding disciples of the thirteen mountain-protecting formations.
Seeing this, Xie Qixing moved his lips slightly and murmured to himself.
The figure turned over and dismounted.
He gently stroked the flaming horse, and the horse let out a long cry before leaving of its own accord.
The figure stepped forward holding a black spear.
The picture gradually became clear, it was Yan Dong.
He was wearing a black slim-fitting military uniform, tall and domineering, with a black crown flying in the wind in his bun.
What's even more terrifying is that there is no trace of blood on his body.
He broke through the thirteen mountain-protecting formations set up by Xie Qixing and killed countless enemies, but he was not damaged at all.
Are these people really just ordinary warriors?
…
The picture is very far away and very blurry.
No one could hear clearly what the immortal said during their first confrontation with King Zhenbei.
Xie Qixing seemed to laugh suddenly.
The fat on his face also trembled slightly because of this smile.
Xie Qixing slowly stood up from the extremely gorgeous immortal throne.
The group of female disciples behind him were obviously smarter than the previous ones, and when they saw this, they scattered the petals from the flower basket at the right time.
Among the petals flying all over the sky.
Xie Qixing walked slowly down from the immortal throne.
With the blessing of spiritual power, his voice became more and more powerful, and he was finally able to make people and objects in the distance hear clearly.
"Where are my five disciples?"
"...They shouldn't let you come up so easily."
King Zhenbei snorted softly.
He stepped forward.
With every step King Zhenbei took, the space around the square felt more oppressive and suffocating.
The deep and dark tip of the [Overlord Spear] drew sparks on the ground.
There is a faint golden dragon surrounding the gun body...
"If my life is gone, I can't stop it."
King Zhenbei's voice was cold and majestic.
Xie Qixing's expression changed somewhat.
It was not because of the deep relationship between Xie Qixing and his five disciples, but... in this moment, killing the five ninth-level warriors was quite difficult for even Xie Qixing himself.
This Yan Dong actually did it easily...
Xie Qixing thought.
Divine consciousness induction covers the entire Purple Mountain.
He suddenly realized that his five disciples were still there, but had been stopped by others, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Yan Dong does not have the ability to kill five powerful ninth-level warriors in a moment...
Xie Qixing felt relieved.
He pretended to be generous and said——
"Yan Dong, if you step down and leave now, I will not hold you accountable."
"Hahaha."
When the King of Zhenbei heard this, he smiled faintly.
He put the spear in front of him, glanced at the immortal, and said coldly——
"Xie Qixing, if you commit suicide at this moment, I can keep your body intact."
Xie Qixing suddenly looked angry.
"Yan Dong, you may not know the difference in strength between you and me."
As he spoke, spiritual power surged in his hands.
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the color of the heaven and earth changed accordingly.
"...You are a mortal, there is no way you can be my opponent."
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Zijin Mountainside.
The place where the thirteenth mountain-protecting formation was broken.
Tie Che and the other five people are standing here at this moment.
They felt as if they had been tricked.
They wanted to go to the top of the mountain to help Xie Qixing, but three people stopped them in front of them...
Bihai Sword Saint, Sword Saint, and the former governor of Dongchang.
"There are five opponents in total, how to divide them?" Cao Xi looked straight ahead with his eagle-like eyes and said coldly.
Sword Saint Junxing stepped forward with his sword, "I'll deal with two of them, and you divide the rest."
"That governor... No, I have to deal with two of them too." Cao Xi said, changing his words temporarily.
He remembered that he was no longer the governor of Dongchang and had nothing to do with the imperial court.
[Red Eagle Claw] appeared and was instantly put on Cao Xi's hand.
When the Sword Saint saw this, he murmured in his heart that these two people looked down on him?
You only let yourself deal with one person?!
That’s not true!
He immediately pulled out the rusty long knife and shouted——
"I'm going to fight three of you! You two are going to fight each other!"
When you go, Cao Xi sees this.
They nodded at the same time and said in unison without any interference at all -
"good!"
While they were talking, the two of them were fighting to one side with a man with an iron mask.
The old sword saint was left alone to watch the three iron-masked men approaching, and for a moment he could only swallow secretly...
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Jinling City.
On the highest deer platform in the palace, the old emperor Zhao Purui stood here.
Here, he could vaguely see the outline of Purple Mountain.
The battle between ninth-level warriors was earth-shattering.
And here is the most suitable and safest place to watch the battle.
Prince Zhao Lingfeng and Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui came behind the old emperor at the same time.
They all knew that it was their father who guided King Zhenbei to initiate such a war between humans and gods.
Zhao Lingfeng suddenly spoke with emotion and said——
"The strongest group of warriors in the world, for the sake of a woman who has been dead for nearly twenty years, challenge an existence that is basically impossible to defeat."
"Your Highness, this is not an ordinary challenge, but a battle to slay the gods that affects my work and the world." Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui corrected and added.
Zhao Lingrui didn't have much respect for the prince's words.
The prince didn't mind much about this. In his eyes, Zhao Lingrui had never been a threat.
Prince Zhao Lingfeng turned to his father, Zhao Purui, who had not spoken a word.
The latter had his back turned to them from beginning to end.
They could only see the back of the old emperor.
This back view is not very tall, and is even a bit old and rickety, but such a back view can inspire people.
It seems that as long as this figure is around, the sky in Daqian will not fall.
Zhao Lingfeng thought for a long time and finally expressed his concerns——
"Using the hands of immortals, we will slaughter all the entangled Jinling family."
"Now, are you going to use the help of King Zhenbei and other warriors to get rid of the immortals?"
Prince Zhao Lingfeng said with a worried expression, "...not to mention, after this battle, King Zhenbei's power cannot be restrained, how should we deal with it."
"...Father, are you really so sure that King Zhenbei and the others can defeat the Immortal?"
After hearing this, the old emperor Zhao Purui seemed to have finally taken action.
His voice is old and powerful.
"Lingfeng, you don't understand Yan Dong."
"...He has never failed. What's more, Liu Mengyun's death is also involved."
"...He will definitely be able to kill Xie Qixing."
Zhao Lingfeng and Zhao Lingrui both looked a little confused.
Very strange.
Everyone, even old guys like Cao Xi and Jun Xing, were not sure that Yan Dong would be able to defeat Xie Qixing.
But, except Zhao Purui.
He seemed to be more confident than Yan Dong himself.
Perhaps, he knows these people too well.
He knows Yan Dong.
I better understand how heavy Liu Mengyun's death was to Yan Dong regardless of the cost.
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Outside Jinling City.
Yan Wulu suddenly saw a very familiar golden spear appearing on the top of Zijin Mountain.
He felt something bad in his heart - his father had indeed gone up the mountain.
It's too late to reminisce about the past.
He immediately stood up, turned to look at the two people in front of him, and said calmly——
"You two, how to decide? The power is in your hands."
"...But if you are willing to help, what Wulu promised to you will be fulfilled!"
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Purple Mountain Peak.
In the hand of King Zhenbei, the [Overlord Spear] swung violently, cutting through the air, and an unparalleled golden spear force rushed straight across the square.
Wherever the golden spear passed, the marble bricks instantly turned into powder.
But the target of this spear, Xie Qixing, raised his hand slightly at this moment, spiritual power surged, and a solid barrier appeared.
The golden spear struck the spiritual barrier.
It exploded instantly, sending up a cloud of smoke and dust all around.
The smoke and dust cleared.
Xie Qixing was unscathed.
He said sarcastically——
"Mortals are mortals. I can easily block your domineering spear attack with only three points of strength."
