Feng Yu and Feng Yue'er secretly sent messages to respond.
The two of them looked up at Qin Nan.
Qin Nan's physical body became a saint, and there was a terrifying power surging all over his body all the time. This was the power of heaven and earth, and it was impossible to dissipate in a short period of time.
Unless Qin Nan is in seclusion for a long time and completely condenses all the powers in his body, he can contain all the pressure of this aura into his body.
"There are too many people here, let's go!"
Wu Daozi looked coldly in the direction of the Shendu Palace.
There, there are several powerful auras looking towards this place.
"It's just a bunch of rats!"
Qin Nan sneered.
Wu Daozi remained speechless, turned back first, and left in the air.
Qin Nan, Feng Chui Sheng and others followed closely behind.
the other side.
Song Rentou did not follow.
Beside him, there was a tall and sturdy man.
"Soul Master, all the masters of the Netherworld clan have secretly sneaked into various places in the city of God. Their subordinates have received the news that Emperor Eleven has been secretly planning for a long time. I am afraid that they will launch a riot in the near future and attack the palace of the city of God..."
The sturdy man said in a deep voice.
Song Ren watched Qin Nan leave, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
Once upon a time, the ancestors of the Song family also had a place in the imperial court of the divine capital.
All this was only because of the great war hundreds of years ago when the ancestors of the Song family were framed, which led to the annihilation of the clan. If his biological mother had not sent him away in advance, Song Rentou would never be alive today.
"good very good!"
Song Rentou sneered and said in a deep voice:
"Pass the order, all the Netherworld tribesmen are on standby. As soon as Emperor Eleven breaks through the restrictions of the Shendu Palace, you will send people to follow him secretly and make sure to find the location of the treasury."
"Soul Lord, don't worry, in order for the Nether Tribe to escape from the restriction of the underground sea of suffering, all the Nether Tribe people who sneaked here this time have already made up their minds to die!"
There was a terrifying cold light in the eyes of the burly man.
The Song clan has a special physique. If the Nether clan wants to break through the restriction of the sea of suffering, only the blood of the Song clan can open a gap in the surface of the restriction for them to sneak ashore.
The cold wind whimpered, and in the blink of an eye, seven days flew by.
In Shendu City, in a room in Wantong Pavilion.
Qin Nan's whole body was surging with white, purple, red, blood, black... several different colors of light enveloped his whole body.
"Swallow the sky, swallow the earth, and condense it for me!"
As he shouted low, all the light surrounding him disappeared.
"Nan'er, you're awake!"
In the room, a light and shadow emerged, and Wu Daozi walked out of the stream of light.
He has been paying attention to Qin Nan's cultivation progress.
"Meet the Master!"
Qin Nan leaned over and saluted.
"alright!"
Wu Daozi waved his hand to help Qin Nan up, and pressed his withered palm on the latter's wrist.
"Don't resist, let me feel the power in your body."
"good!"
Qin Nan was a little hesitant.
But I still choose to believe Wu Daozi.
He relaxed his mind and allowed Wu Daozi's spiritual thoughts to enter his body.
next moment.
Wu Daozi's eyes gradually turned from dull to shocked and solemn, and finally turned to fear, and even his body started to tremble.
"This, this is the power of devouring!"
Wu Daozi exclaimed subconsciously.
There was a storm in his heart.
He has been practicing for hundreds of years and has never seen such a powerful Dantian.
In Qin Nan's dantian, endless spiritual liquid surged, creating huge waves. Every drop of spiritual liquid here was the condensation of endless spiritual energy.
It is no exaggeration to say that a drop of spiritual liquid in Qin Nan's body can detonate the Dantian of an ordinary mortal monk.
However, this kind of spiritual liquid is endless in Qin Nan's body.
In addition, Wu Daozi also saw a majestic altar standing between heaven and earth.
The shrine is a million feet high, towering like a giant mountain, which is intimidating and makes people tremble in their hearts.
Wu Daozi stared at the altar, and his breathing could not help but become thicker.
"Okay, what a powerful force! There seem to be two extremely powerful forces sleeping inside!"
Wu Daozi was secretly speechless.
During his peak period, his cultivation level also reached the Holy King Realm!
His spiritual thoughts could not penetrate the entire shrine, but he could truly feel the terror inside the shrine.
boom!
Wu Daozi also wanted to explore Qin Nan's sea of consciousness space.
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted from Qin Nan's body.
Wu Daozi didn't even react. His spiritual thoughts were directly expelled from the Dantian space by an extremely powerful force.
"This, this is a power that surpasses the Holy King Realm! Could it be that there is still a powerful Saint King Realm sleeping in Qin Nan's body?"
He was secretly surprised.
Everything in Qin Nan's body refreshed his understanding,
"Master...".
Qin Nan looked at Wu Daozi with dull eyes and couldn't help but remind him.
Wu Daozi came back to his senses and could only laugh to cover up his inner embarrassment and shock.
"Qin Nan, this is the technique behind the Xuantian Realm. Using strength to fight against force and using softness to overcome hardness is the essence of the Xuantian Realm. You can continue to understand the techniques here, and you should not care about anything that happens outside.
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"Thank you Master!"
Qin Nan bowed and bowed.
He respects Wu Daozi from the bottom of his heart.
If it hadn't been for him and Feng Chui Sheng, I might have died long ago.
"Leave for the master!"
Wu Daozi let out a long sigh, and his body turned into a stream of light on the spot.
Qin Nan walked forward.
He walked to the window and looked out the window.
The stars outside the window dimmed, a faint star hung on the branches, the breeze swirled gently, and there was deathly silence between heaven and earth.
The city of Gods in the middle of the night is like a ferocious beast dormant between heaven and earth. If it doesn't move, it will cause a bloody storm.
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, several violent roars broke the silence of the night.
Qin Nan raised his eyebrows, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said softly:
"Is that guy finally unable to bear it any longer?"
As early as the "big wedding ceremony" between Dishan and Nie Renjian, he had noticed the auras of Dishan and others.
Like him, these guys all dressed up to enter the wedding banquet, and their purpose was naturally to find out the truth about the Tianjian Dynasty.
Under the sky.
Thousands of figures flew across the sky, as fast as lightning, heading straight towards the Shendu Palace.
at the same time.
On the roof of every house in the divine capital, monks jumped out one after another.
They were all awakened by the sudden shock.
Within the Divine Capital, all monks are strictly prohibited from fighting!
For thousands of years, all monks who violated this law, without exception, were mercilessly killed by the palace guards!
"Hahaha...Old man, when you sent people to exile me to that barbaric land, did you ever expect that we would be in such a situation today!"
This is the final shout of Emperor Eleven.
His voice was resounding, overbearing, and extremely arrogant.
Each of the hundreds of figures he led looked like ghosts, were as fast as lightning, and each had a powerful aura. Moreover, every monk wore a black robe and a black hat.
Like a ghost, coming and going like the wind.
The light and shadow of swords shook all directions, and the boundaries of the Shendu Palace were shattered. Thousands of people poured into the palace, mercilessly killing the palace guards who came to support them.
"It's him!"
"The eleventh prince of the empire, the eleventh emperor!"
"It turned out to be him. Back then, this guy's mother and concubine, Emperor Dudu, was brutally poisoned. Now, when Emperor Eleven returns, there will be a bloody storm in the capital of the gods!"
"Dishan and Emperor Wuji have disappeared one after another! Among all the princes now, the only one whose talent can match that of Emperor Eleven is probably the Thirteenth Prince!"
…
A series of discussions resounded in the streets and alleys of Shendu.
Qin Nan leaned against the window, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the palace, raised his eyebrows, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said softly:
"It's a murderous night with a dark moon and high wind! Perhaps, tonight is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me!"
