The waves in his heart instantly turned into turbulent waves.
A magic weapon!
There are only six artifacts in the entire Kyushu Kingdom.
Among the eight war gods, two still have empty hands.
But this guy Li Xiang suddenly took out two artifacts, one of which was a magical weapon suitable for combat.
Who can bear this?
Just now, when Emperor Shitian saw the ghost seal, he actually wanted to snatch it.
It’s not that I value the Ghost Seal too much, but I am attracted by the majestic luck contained in the Ghost Seal.
It is extremely difficult for fifth-level returners to advance in cultivation.
The power of luck is the best "nourishment" for these war gods to practice.
But the thought of snatching only appeared for a moment.
I was suppressed by reason.
As the head coach of the Zhenbei Army.
As one of the eight war gods who govern the country.
Emperor Shitian knew that this ghost seal would have the greatest effect on Li Xiang.
He knew Li Xiang's plan.
If the underworld recovers completely, no, even if it only recovers to one-third of its heyday, it will be enough to change the entire war situation.
Perhaps only Li Xiang and him have a clear understanding of the importance of this ghost seal.
However, his heart just calmed down.
Li Xiang pulled out a magic weapon from the underworld.
Emperor Shaktian couldn't bear it any longer.
He suddenly took off into the air and roared away to the north.
At this moment, a thunderbolt flew from the direction of Kyoto City and crossed the sky.
Emperor Shitian frowned, "Longwu?"
The third god of war, Wei Longwu, said loudly, "I'm here to help you."
Emperor Shitian was silent for a moment and said: "Okay!"
Two shocking waves headed towards Mingguang City.
Arriving in a blink of an eye.
And Li Xiang swung his sword horizontally.
Break through the layers of demonic barriers and cut into that giant claw.
Unable to break through the skin.
Li Xiang changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands and used his strength again.
The yin energy inside the body surges and is transmitted to the sword body.
The Yin Qi from Yin Tianzi and the Yin Qi from the underworld merge into one.
The ring turned from space debris is constantly trembling.
This specific frequency was transmitted to the sword body through Li Xiang's hand.
As a result, the space on the surface of the sword began to twist and tear.
A blood line suddenly appeared on the surface of the giant claw.
The blood line quickly extended and split.
The skin and flesh rolled, the blood surged, and the raging demonic energy violently spurted out.
Above the sky, the great king roared: "How dare you, a humble human race, hurt my body?"
Li Xiang tried his best again.
The sword glow bloomed like a fire.
The huge claw wound spread quickly, tearing to the bone.
The Maharaja's voice changed from a roar to an exclamation:
"Space Law? You are clearly only at level three!"
"This kind of genius must not be retained!"
The giant claw loosened its grip, but did not retract it. Instead, it grabbed Li Xiang.
Li Xiang grabbed it with his fingers, and Guixi quickly shrank and flew back into his hand.
Li Xiang knew that he was no match for him, so he retreated as soon as he was ready, raised his sword and retreated.
But he was horrified to find that the surrounding scenery began to distort.
That's space twisting and folding.
The speed of his retreat was offset by the effect of space folding.
No matter where he flew, he stayed still.
That one raised its claws and grabbed all over the place.
There is no way to avoid it.
Yan Luo, Meng Yi, and Xuan Long flew to the rescue in a hurry.
However, no matter how they activated their magic power, the distance between them and Li Xiang could not be reduced even an inch.
The claws were raised and pinched inwards.
The space around Li Xiang quickly collapsed inwards.
It was like a cage, trapping Li Xiang in it.
Li Xiang waved his sword again.
However, in just a moment, the power of the Emperor's Sword was absorbed by the surrounding space.
Li Xiang released Yin Qi and formed a barrier in front of him.
But in the barrier passage, the space is also distorted and deformed.
He tentatively put his finger in, and the twisted and chaotic power of space immediately cut his finger into countless pieces.
Li Xiang gave up the idea of escaping through the barrier.
Looking at the shrinking and approaching space, he sighed.
The gap between the two levels is still too big.
The power of the demon king far exceeded his expectations.
"I'm still too weak."
But at this moment.
The squeezed and twisted space behind him suddenly split open.
A hand reached out from the crack in space, pressed on Li Xiang's shoulder, and pulled him out.
A figure stood in front of him and said angrily:
"You brat, can't you give me some peace of mind for a few days?"
Li Xiang was slightly startled, "Commander?"
The one who dragged him out was Emperor Shitian, the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army.
Emperor Shitian said angrily: "You still know that I am a great commander?"
Li Xiang was silent.
He was personally invited by Emperor Shitian to join the Zhenbei Army.
Although he was dismissed from the military for killing Immortal Yuanxuzi, his friendship with the Zhenbei Army still exists.
If he is a thousand-mile horse, then there is no doubt that Emperor Shakti is his Bole.
Along the way, this senior who was both a teacher and a friend gave him a lot of help.
At this moment, Li Xiang didn't know how to face the commander-in-chief.
Seeing his silence, Emperor Shitian asked: "Are you currently in the third level, third level, or fourth level?"
Li Xiang told the truth: "Sixth grade."
The muscles at the corners of Emperor Shitian's mouth twitched. It's only been less than a month and he's already at level six?
You can't go as fast on a rocket.
But after thinking about it for a moment, I felt relieved.
When this kid was in Yangcheng, Tongzhou, he returned to his ancestors twice a day, and still awakened Master Zhang and King Fudo, the two unique ancestral spirits of Kyushu. In terms of talent, they were enough to trample all the geniuses of Kyushu under their feet.
Now, in one month, from the third level and the first level to the sixth level, it seems...it's not so difficult to accept...right?
Emperor Shitian calmed down and said: "You advance too quickly, your mind is influenced by the ancestors, and Yin Tianzi is too domineering. It is understandable that you do such a reckless thing."
Li Xiang frowned slightly.
Emperor Shitian said again, "You are doing well like this, but as everyone knows, many weak-minded people, after returning to their ancestors, are eroded by the will of the ancestral spirit, lose themselves, and become slaves of the ancestral spirit."
He was silent for a moment and said: "For example, Yuan Xuzi was killed by you."
Li Xiang was stunned.
Emperor Shitian comforted him, "Don't worry, with your determination, you won't fall into the miserable situation of Yuan Xuzi. Moreover, I left a "spirit" deep in your consciousness sea as the last safety lock."
Li Xiang was surprised, "When?"
Emperor Shitian smiled faintly and did not answer directly, "It's not aimed at you. Many good seedlings have "spirits" in their bodies. It's just that some people know it and some people don't."
In fact, the role of "spirits" is not only to protect the geniuses from being corroded by the ancestral spirits, but also to remind the person who casts the "spirit" when the strong demon clan seizes the geniuses.
Ten years ago, dozens of talented people who had been trained in the past were taken away by the demon clan, a lot of information was stolen, and many geniuses and high-level officials were assassinated.
During that time, the entire city of Kyoto was in panic.
After experiencing that incident, many genius seedlings were planted with "spirits" by the Temple of War.
War never has a bottom line.
Because in the land of life and death, there will be no mercy.
Just then.
A huge demonic face emerged from the sky, occupying almost half of the sky, puffing out clouds and mist, and said angrily: "Emperor Shitian, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
