What happened last night was just a small fight, and the morning light was overflowing. Mingqi asked Taizhu to take his soul mark and devouring power to the Qi clan. He missed his sister eagerly. Seeing that Emperor Kuang and Taiqianyi got back together, he felt sorry for Zhuque.
His longing for him was also burning. Knowing his mood, Mingqi did not stop him. After sending him away, he rested under the pavilion of the general's house.
After three days of rest, he, together with Tai Qianyi and Di Kuang, will leave the general clan to practice real practice. In terms of masters along the way, there is only one dead Ice King. Everything else is his own exploration, and he will eventually learn from his master.
Go, Mingqi's feeling is like a ship drifting on the sea, suddenly docked in a harbor, it is a kind of heartfelt peace.
"Brother Mingqi, why don't you drink tea? Rou'er knows how to make wine." Ying Rou took a sip of purple spirit tea and asked curiously. The two sat opposite each other under the pavilion, surrounded by fish ponds, and fish jumped out of the water from time to time.
The golden scales gleam like gold armor.
Taking a deep breath of the fragrance of lotus, Ming Qi looked at a three-leaf spiritual tree in the distance and said, "You will get tired of drinking too much wine." After saying this, he looked at the sky thoughtfully, feeling relaxed.
clouds, a sense of the rush of time flowing through his chest. He is almost fifty years old. Thinking about the scenes in Licheng back then, he is now standing among the top in the mainland, and a sense of vicissitudes of life fills him.
Full of heart.
"Brother Mingqi, where do you think Master Di Kuang will take us?" Ying Rou asked again.
Ying Rou was placed in the general clan, but Ming Qi could not relax. Instead, it was safest to follow him and practice with Emperor Kuangtai Qianyi, so he decided to take her away with him. He tapped the stone table with his fingers leisurely and said
"Probably some dangerous place."
Peace always makes people yearn for it. For people who live in the turmoil, having that moment of peace is a great satisfaction. And Mingqi is at the top of the world, and having three days of peace is quite good.
The two of them looked around together, each with their own thoughts, and occasionally chatted for a while. Soon, it was night. After sitting for a day, Mingqi seemed to still have something to say. He still sat in the pavilion with a cup of tea.
Reduce it by one point, and with each sip, the water will condense to fill it up, but the bitterness in it will gradually fade away.
Ying Rou went to prepare the night meal. The pavilion was very quiet, without any crystal light candles. By the light of the stars and the moon, one could see the little fluctuations in Mingqi's black eyes. These fluctuations converged gently, not calm, nor angry waves.
"What is the purpose of my cultivation?" When people are calm, they will think about some unscrupulous questions in the turmoil. Mingqi asked himself, and gradually fell into thinking. Over the years, he has been pushed by the turmoil to a near future.
Forty years.
In the beginning, Zhang Long was forced to go to the Nengju Mountains because of the wave. Now, he is no longer the Xiaoye he was before, but he is still on the wave, with the tip of the wave, and can't help but move forward. The stabbing snow thing is that
Lang, I have to let myself move forward towards the whirlpool.
He said how much he longed for power, fame and wealth, but that was never what he wanted. Once he started cultivating, what he wanted most was... freedom.
Freedom without any restraint, he knew that this kind of freedom could only be obtained by standing at the top, and there was no freedom to be controlled by others.
"I can't stop anymore. The entire Stinging Wind Continent is under the tide. Where can I hide? Only when I can't be moved by the tide and can't be moved by the tide, can I be free here." He muttered.
In one sentence, I once again cast my gaze into the starry sky. The bright stars filled the sky, and I thought deeply about it.
On the morning of the next day, a man came to visit. It was Yunxuan, who was a royal general. Last time he went straight into the mansion and did not go to the main entrance. Today he stood at the door of the mansion and asked people to go and report Mingqi.
Yun Xuan was also in Tiehong Mansion that day. After seeing Ming Qi's methods, he knew that the disciple of the God General Zhaoshi was no longer inferior to him in strength. His status was the well-deserved leader among the generals, and even more so was the God Zhaoshi.
As a general, Yun Xuan had to be polite.
After waiting for a moment, Ming Qi welcomed him into the house. After talking for a few words, Yun Xuan said the real thing, "You know that Qing Ming and Na Qing Xue escaped from Cangzhou back then, and now, they are back with a wave of cultivators.
The capable ones captured the original Qing clan, which is now the new clan territory of our Iron General clan. Several of your friends were also killed, so the general clan is preparing to wipe out this wave of Qing clan remnants."
"How many people are there?" Mingqi asked, his fingers gently brushing the lotus petals leaning out of the edge of the pool, looking at the lotus with a faint smile. Yun Xuan glanced at the lotus, then at Mingqi, and replied, "Ten
Ten thousand."
A slight fluctuation spread from his fingertips to the petals, and then spread to the water, causing a circle of fluctuations. Mingqi took back his hand and asked, "How many Tianzun and Tianwang are there?" When Mingqi asked these numbers, Yun Xuan was also a little confused.
Confused, the clan leader asked him to come to him and asked him to take his generals and twenty generals from the three general clans together with the clan leader of the Han clan and the clan clan leader of the Blood clan to regain the lost land. Understanding these numbers was very important to him.
The words are completely meaningless.
Although Yun Xuan was confused, he still replied, "There is one Tianzun, Qing Ming himself, three Heavenly Kings, Qing Xue and two old friends of Qing Ming. As for the heaven-level experts, there are about two hundred people." Ming Qiyou reached out and patted his lotus.
The water drops on the leaves are all relaxed and natural
Now, he smiled and said, "Then I won't bother others. I'm afraid I won't be returning to the Jiang clan for a long time in the future. I have cleaned up this gang of people for the Jiang clan. After I leave, I can make it easier for the general clan.
Wang Wang will bring a word to the clan leader.
Tomorrow morning we will go clean up the bodies of the Qing people."
After saying that he was no longer there, Yun Xuan couldn't ask further questions.
Mingqi rearranged his clothes and wore a set of black robes chosen by Yingrou. He liked black because black clothes were not conspicuous when stained with the enemy's blood. "Brother Mingqi, are you going out?" Yingrou was curious at the side,
He nodded and said, "Maybe you haven't fought for a long time, so come with me."
Against this rabble, Ming Qi was still 100% sure of winning. Wherever he went, Ying Rou naturally wanted to follow him and happily agreed.
The sun was shining brightly at noon, and the lotus leaves were wilting. Two people sat opposite each other in the pavilion. Ming Qi taught Ying Rou some fighting skills. Ying Rou listened attentively. One man and one woman, one brother and one sister, one pavilion and one pool, one cloud and one sun.
, the brother and sister in the pavilion, the clouds and sun in the pool, asking and answering, talking and laughing. Until the sun sets over the western mountains, the afterglow is all gone, and when night falls, I walk out of Jijiang's house as peacefully as before.
Ming Qi stood up and said, "It's time to leave." Ying Rou stood up and looked at the dimming white sky on the horizon, sighing, "Another day has passed." Half of the three days have passed.
A ball of law power wrapped around Yingrou's body, and the two of them flew away.
Waiting for the stars to close together and the crescent moon to look like a hook, the two of them stood in the night sky, overlooking the newly established force below, the Qing clan, which was reborn after being destroyed.
"Rou'er, retreat when you encounter someone you can't defeat." Ming Qi looked at Ying Rou and said. She nodded and her eyes became sharp.
At this point, fireballs began to appear in the starry sky, and began to spread, quickly turning into a sea of red flames. The sudden rise in high temperature melted the three layers of space, causing the sky locks to condense immediately. The sea of fire quickly shrank again.
It was tight, forming four flaming spots that were swaying. In the blink of an eye, four flaming dragons burst out of the flaming flames and guarded Yingrou. He said, "This flaming dragon must be broken by the king of heaven."
With a move, the sleeping cultivators below stood up one after another, got dressed in one movement, and came out one after another to look at the sky. Strong men such as Qing Ming also appeared, and when they saw the Heavenly General card on their waists, they immediately shouted down,
"It's the generals, get ready."
As soon as the battle ended, everyone's relaxed nerves became tense again, and they were extremely tired. They began to build up their strength with strong energy. Each skill's light spots appeared, colorful, and the halo enveloped the night sky, also casting a layer of energy.
Psychedelic meaning.
Thousands of attacks flooded up, and the sound was as vast as the sea. The sky of thousands of miles was enveloped, and it was flooded directly. It should be said that the attacks of nearly 100,000 cultivators were about the third level of the heaven level.
No damage, the inscription is as immovable as a mountain, and a layer of red flames around the body blocks the impact.
After the impact, Mingqi and Mingqi were revealed. Qingming looked at Mingqi and sneered, "Are you a general? Are you here to die or to lure me into a trap of the generals?" Mingqi did not answer and glanced at the two.
A hundred-day strong man pressed down, and white mist began to rise from the entire Qing clan, spreading to every cultivator. Everyone flew up one after another, trying to fly out of the white mist.
But after flying a certain distance, the white mist still clung to everyone. Everyone saw a hazy illusion in the white mist, which was Netherworld. The white mist hissed, and the Yin Flame immediately burned and spread crazily.
The screams and screams caused the skin and flesh of the cultivators in the yin inflammation to rot, and it continued to penetrate into the bones and marrow. The movement under one move was not big, but it completely wiped out a hundred thousand cultivators. This method made
Qing Ming was shocked and looked at Ming Qi again.
These 100,000 people are nothing more than cannon fodder. Qing Ming and others did not care. With a wave of his hand, the two hundred Nengtian behind his back used their methods to rush out. One by one, Shura and the king stood out. The murderous and domineering aura intertwined in the sky made the darkness
It is filled with intertwined colors of gold and red.
More than a dozen people were the first to appear in front of Ming Qi. Their skills were gathered together, and a large area of law power was printed towards him. Ming Qi struck forward with a palm, followed by a strong wind, and dozens of streaks were immediately condensed in the strong wind.
The arrow that breaks the cold.
Coming out with the wind, the skills of these dozen people immediately collapsed and they were rushed away. The four Qing Ming people were pressed behind the hundreds of people. They frowned at the situation. The two kings teleported and bombarded them with a skill.
Come.
The left and right sides were completely sealed. Mingqi's expression condensed, and two internal bite marks rushed out. The aura immediately reached the seventh level. Of course, it was just the aura. His power far exceeded this level. A blue wind came from the left,
A thunder dragon
On the right, Ming raised his two fingers and poked them on both sides. Two tongues of fire shot out from his fingers. The red light was embedded in them and inserted into the Qingfeng and Thunder Dragon. It immediately made a popping sound. The Qingfeng Thunder Dragon was killed by hundreds of people.
The Tao Yan Tongue penetrated and was fixed in the air.
The two heavenly kings retreated one after another, and a dozen Nengtian combined their forces to send out a huge black light group to attack. He pressed his finger forward again, and a thick winter wind followed his finger and buried into the light group, spreading in it.
, the thick winter spirit began to rise, and the whole group of black light was completely frozen. Ming Qi slapped a backhand stamp on the ice group, and charged towards the dozen Nengtian.
And at this moment, two heavenly kings came up from the trap with violent winds and giant thunders. They teleported and appeared next to Mingqi. The hurricane condensed in one palm blew out, and the thunder dragon made of huge thunders also came from another one.
Shot out of the palm of a person's hand.
"Seal of Time." Mingqi turned up his hands and pressed them together. An illusory figure of Suzaku enveloped the two of them, and the fire of time burned rapidly in it.
Although the ancient pine collapsed, Ming Qi discovered that the phantom of Suzaku Ancestor was far stronger than the ancient pine. The fire of time contained in it could be touched by his power of time. As soon as the killing move was executed, the movements of the two heavenly kings immediately slowed down.
, Thunder Dragon Qingfeng just spat out half of it from his palm, and then disappeared in the invisible years, dispersing on its own.
The bodies of the two heavenly kings were constantly disappearing, and the situation was extremely dangerous. In desperation, the two heavenly kings appropriated the power of the energy realm, and the majestic momentum expanded. The entire Suzaku phantom shook and almost disappeared.
The fire of time was forced out of his body with these powerful thrusts. The two people gradually mobilized the power of the energy world to repel the invading fire of time. Only a black shadow appeared. Was it teleportation? These two people
My heart was horrified, but I was just horrified when the opponent pressed his palm on the Suzaku phantom.
The old trees all around quickly shrank and degraded. From a giant tree in the sky, it slowly retreated into a green seedling, until it retreated into the soil without a trace.
And the disappearing years jumped crazily into this Suzaku phantom. Unlike the fire of years just now, the fire of years deprived the years. At this moment, the power of the years was injected into the two people's bodies, directly injecting the years, and with the injection of the years, the years
The fire burned again......................................