Chapter 539 The fourth grade versus the third grade
Shendu City, Prince Chu's Mansion.
King Tang Enqing of Chu was over thirty years old, with a fair face and three strands of long beard. Amidst the refreshing fragrance coming from the Boshan stove, he slowly read through the handwriting of Liu Wenzhenggong, a great scholar of the previous dynasty.
After turning over a page and thinking about it for a long time, he put down the book and looked out the window.
Seven years ago, he had been promoted to the fourth grade. Today, seven years later, he still has not been able to enter the third grade or the upper grade.
Some people doubted his limited talent, but others believed he was hiding his capabilities and biding his time.
King Chu never explained this rumor.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light outside, and bursts of noise came from the palace.
Tang Enqing sat firmly in the study, motionless.
A moment later, Tang Enqing suddenly felt his heart throbbing violently, like a knife twisting, but his expression remained unchanged and motionless.
At this time, a confidant hurriedly said outside the door: "Please tell me, Your Majesty, that a big star has fallen from the sky, which is extremely miraculous."
"Yeah." Tang Enqing remained motionless, his eyes getting darker and darker.
After a while, he frowned slightly and recovered instantly.
"What went wrong? Is there something wrong with the King's golden seal?"
Under his thin black eyelashes, a pair of eyes were covered with light gray gauze.
He raised his head and glanced at the sapphire pen holder on the table. It looked simple on the outside, with eight mountains and seven valleys, undulating like a dragon, and a jade light flowing inside.
He thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and touched it with his index finger.
In an instant, the rich and powerful Chaopin Wenqi gently swayed, and Tang Enqing felt refreshed and all negative thoughts were swept away.
A thin arc appeared at the corner of Tang Enqing's mouth.
Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly covered his chest with his left hand, and blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
In Langtou Mountain.
The stars in the sky have fallen, and the gods have entered the mountains.
Duke Bingling entered the first sacred cave in Ming Mansion.
Inside the fate box, purple light shines brightly, and then transforms into endless colorful light.
In the fate play box, a scene emerged.
Within the God Worshiping Sect, the leader of the evil god's clone screamed, his body exploded, and turned into blood mist and fell to the ground.
Within the sect, evil cultivators had their heads exploded one after another.
But in the blink of an eye, the purple clouds above Mr. Da's head collapsed, and the red clouds quickly thinned out.
Later, Li Qingxian, Mr. Zhu and Mingjunzi gathered together outside the God Worship Sect and joined forces to attack it.
Not long after, not a single blade of grass grew in the God Worshiping Sect.
Mr. Da was already proficient in sorcery. When he was exposed to the glorious divine light, his whole body trembled violently. His skin peeled off, revealing bright red flesh and blood, which gradually melted like red wax.
"How could this be so..."
Mr. Da screamed, then glared at Li Qingxian and cursed: "You and I are at odds with each other!"
After saying that, the index and middle fingers of his right hand came together to form a sword, and they stabbed into the center of his eyebrow.
puff……
Ye Han's vision turned black and he fell to the ground.
In Mr. Da's Ming Mansion, the foundation of the Ming Mansion that defied heaven and changed his fate burned, turning into an invisible force, absorbing Ye Han's luck, and rushed into the King's Golden Seal together.
The king's golden seal is like Mr. Da's reverse destiny palace, and the bottom part turns from gold to jade, faintly showing the imperial aura.
Shadows of real dragons were tumbling in the cave.
Everyone felt that their shoulders were heavy, and they might be crushed by mountains at any time.
Mr. Da's eyes were strange, and his right hand suddenly disintegrated, and then turned into dense tentacles of bloody flesh, grabbing at the golden seal of the Jade King.
An instant later, Langtou Mountain shook, the earth cracked, and a ten-foot-long bright yellow dragon with a vague appearance like air currents rose into the sky and swallowed the king's golden seal in one gulp.
The giant bright yellow dragon expanded in an instant and was about to soar into the sky.
"snort."
The Star Chess Master hummed softly and saw a translucent golden nine-dragon cover emerging from Langtou Mountain.
The giant bright yellow dragon hit the nine-dragon cover, was quickly bounced back, fell into the fate box, and hit the ground with a loud bang.
An instant later, Mr. Zhu's Eighty-Eight Towers of Mountains and Rivers also emerged from the ground.
The three-layered eighty-eight-story mountain and river situation, with three circles inside and three outside, surrounds the whole city and the bright yellow dragon in the city.
Subsequently, the eighty-eighth floor situation of Mr. Da and Mr. Zhu melted into liquid gold and flowed into Li Qingxian's eighty-eighth floor situation.
The eighty-eight-floor Shanhe, which had already been strengthened by the situation of Ten Thousand Ants Climbing the Dragon and the Golden Python Stealing the Dragon, with the help of the Star Chess Master's situation, its momentum surged, and invisible power was released, pressing the ten-foot-long yellow dragon to the ground and moving.
No.
"If you haven't taken away the dragon veins yet, how long will it take?" The voice of the Star Chess Master reached Li Qingxian's ears.
Li Qingxian suddenly woke up and didn't care about hiding his power. He pointed his finger at the yellow dragon and used the Obelisk Life Mountain and other life weapons to lead the yellow dragon into the life palace.
Before other powers could move, the rainbow ring behind the unrefined upper realm sacred mountain in Ming Mansion shone brightly, erupting a rainbow bridge, falling on Huang Long, sucking it into Ming Mansion, and collecting it into the sacred mountain Ming Mountain.
The sacred mountain moved slightly, and the rainbow ring spurted out a faint golden light, which was so powerful that it sealed all directions.
This sacred mountain was originally a thing from the upper world, high in the nine heavens. It cannot be contaminated by ordinary people and can never be refined.
But the dragon's veins swallowed the king's golden seal and Ye Han's luck, and all the luck gathered together, as if communicating with the immortal world, making this sacred mountain tainted with the aura of mortal world, and it was ready for refinement.
Mr. Da lost the golden seal of the king and the protection of Ye Han's luck, and was illuminated by the light of the gods. His cultivation was like snow meeting the sun, and he instantly fell to the seventh rank, and the middle rank fell to the lower rank.
The life-playing box flashed with light, sending the three of them out and back to the three caves.
The three caves were originally separated by transparent walls. Now, the walls disappeared silently.
An instant later, Zhou Hen turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Geng Tianhui, who was looking down at Ye Han's injury.
Geng Tianhui was caught off guard and waved hastily. A white flower rose behind him, and the surging high-grade Qi turned into waves visible to the naked eye, hitting Zhou Hen.
Zhou Hen's high-grade magic weapon flashed continuously and easily blocked Geng Tianhui's attack. His scimitar and stabbing sword turned into thousands of lights and shadows and attacked Geng Tianhui.
Geng Tianhui was indeed a veteran master. He adapted instantly and a layer of mid-grade magic weapon gloves appeared on the surface of his hands. His index fingers connected with each other, and each finger clicked on the afterimage of Zhou Hen's weapon.
The tinkling sound is endless.
As strong as Zhou Hen, comparable to a fourth-grade major cultivator, not a single sword could break through Geng Tianhui's hands.
Suddenly, Geng Tianhui's hair stood up and he turned around abruptly and waved his hand behind him.
The gray falcon flashed past, and a high-quality long sword swallowed purple light and pierced Geng Tianhui's left rib, blasting a big hole.
The gray falcon also snorted, flew out diagonally, fell to the ground, smoke billowed with a bang, and turned into a person.
Geng Tianhui was attacked, his body swayed and he became unsteady.
Zhou Hen brandished his sword like a ghost.
Silently, Geng Tianhui's right hand was severed at the wrist.
Zhou Hen and Gray Falcon's joint technique has been practiced for more than five years.
"I am from the King of Chu..." Geng Tianhui used his true energy to seal the bloodline of his right hand and ran away regardless.
Zhou Hen chased Geng Tianhui, and Gray Falcon returned to his human form. With the help of many high-grade magic weapons, he killed the remaining people like a beast, and then looked at Mr. Zhu.
"I won't tell anyone. The hatred between Emperor Taining and me is as deep as the sea!" Mr. Zhu screamed and tore a magic talisman violently. His body exploded into light and disappeared.