Qin Feng opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond. Qian Puppet spoke again at this time: "I didn't expect that there would be so many surprises during this trip. If I refine the dragon beads in your body, my Puppet Corpse Technique may be able to reach unprecedented heights." He just finished speaking. , Qian Puppet raised his right hand, and then slapped it on the ground.
On the right arm under the robe, flesh and blood continued to squirm. The ruins of the Immortal Temple trembled, and the earth began to shake.
The tips of Cang Feilan's white ears twitched slightly, and then she seemed to sense something and pushed Qin Feng away.
At the same moment, the ground beneath where the two of them were was cracked open, like a huge mouth of an abyss. An extremely thick arm appeared, as if it was composed of countless different corpses. Its big hand was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, and it fiercely grabbed Cang Feilan.
When the latter saw this, his graceful figure flew high into the sky, followed closely by his giant arm, which extended to a height of a hundred feet with no end in sight!
While Qian Puppet was using his methods, he said: "The flow of death energy in Shuliang City is blocked. It must be that boy who arranged a formation to isolate the death energy. Kill him, and the formation will be destroyed without any attack. Yang Mang awakened the Death Sacrifice. With his natal magical power, as long as there is a constant flow of death energy, he can be invincible even if his opponents are divine generals and thirty-six stars. And as long as those two people are solved, no outsiders will know what is going on here. Can you understand what I mean?" Wang Yi responded hurriedly: "I understand."
"Okay, I still want to grab the Dragon Ball, so I'll leave that boy to you." After Qian Puppet said this, his body sank into the ground.
When he reappeared, he seemed to have grown on the sky-reaching arms, with only his upper body exposed, and then flew high into the sky at an astonishing speed.
The puppet corpses are really weird! At the ruins of the Immortal Temple, only Qin Feng and Wang Yi were left.
At this moment, the two people have the same idea in their hearts, which is to kill each other! Wang Yi is calm and relaxed, and he also has this capital.
Through crooked ways and with the help of a large amount of death energy tonight, he successfully entered the fifth level divine realm. With his current strength, it can be said that it is effortless to deal with a seventh-grade Wen Sheng Taoist.
He likes to enjoy the feeling of having everything under control. I also like to appreciate the anger and despair of the enemy before dying.
He did not rush to kill Qin Feng, but looked around. There were fires and cries everywhere: "After tonight, I am afraid there will be no Shuliang City in Daqian." Qin Feng's chest heaved when he heard this, and he exhaled and asked: "Because of what you did, Shuliang City became what it is now, with countless people killed and injured. Have you ever felt the slightest bit guilty?" Wang Yi heard this and sneered: "People are born into three, six, and nine grades, and the ninth grade is Emperor, the sixth class is noble, the third class is humble. How can those who seek big things care about the life and death of these untouchables? I thought you were a person. If you were under the master from the beginning, you might be able to attract high-ranking people. , there is a bright future. But now it seems that I am just overthinking it. Your vision is no different from that of those untouchables. Even if you can successfully pull the destiny star, you are still the lowest category."
"Well, it's just a waste of words to tell you this. The only advantage of you ants is that your bones are harder. The officers and soldiers who secretly reported the message to you are like this, and the same is true for Amu. But no matter how hard your bones are, They will be trampled to pieces. Just like the officer and soldier, when his father was about to be killed by me, I still vividly remember the desperate look of him crying and begging for mercy." Hearing this, Qin Feng's eyes were about to split, and his body was filled with anger. Trembling consciously.
"Yes, yes, this is the look I want to see before death." Wang Yi clapped his hands, and then his ghostly movement skills unfolded, and he disappeared in an instant.
Halfway through, his body appeared again, looking at the thing in Qin Feng's hand warily.
It was a black gold token with the three characters of Sword Alliance engraved on it. The most important thing is that Wu Fu has a particularly keen sense of danger, and he can smell a hint of death from the token.
"What's in your hand?" Wang Yi looked wary. Qin Feng held the token tightly, and then activated the sword energy left by the Sword Emperor in the token, and the gurgling sound of the sword sounded instantly!
It is almost universally acknowledged in Daqian that Sword Emperor Bai Yan has reached the peak of his swordsmanship, and this sword energy is naturally extraordinary.
The pure white sword light was like a white line crossing, and the distance between Qin Feng and Wang Yi seemed to not exist.
The terrifying power erupted in the silence, completely engulfing Wang Yi's body. The latter didn't even have time to scream. Wang Yi died, but Qin Feng's heart didn't make many waves.
Because those people he killed can no longer come back. Looking up, in the white realm, the Spear Immortal and Master Zhou were already stretched thin.
On the other side, Miss Cang's figure was like a silver-white meteor streaking across the night sky, flowing around the thousands of puppets.
But Qin Feng could vaguely see bright red bursts from time to time in the silvery white light. Shuliang City is in dire straits. If you want to solve the ghost problem, you must kill Yang Mang, and the key to killing Yang Mang is to isolate the death energy!
Qin Feng came to the cave and put down the Huomingshi. He wanted to use it as the center of the formation to reverse the formation that gathered the death energy.
However, when everything was ready and he activated the formation, the fire stone just emitted a white light and collapsed.
Qin Feng instantly understood that with the strength of Huo Mingshi, as the center of the formation, it was impossible to activate the formation covering the entire Shuliang City!
But now, where can he find the formation materials that can serve as the core of the formation? Suddenly, an idea occurred in his mind.
The master once said that when a Wen Sheng Taoist enters the realm of six-level hexagrams and fortunes, their divination methods will differ depending on their talent and the strength of their fortune stars.
But if it involves oneself, one can always wait and see some vague shadows of the future. This is the unique ability of those in the Literary Sage Way of the Sixth Grade Hexagram to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.
If he could step into the realm of the sixth level of Literary Saint at this moment, he might be able to find the slim chance of activating the formation and saving Shuliang City.
But problems have come one after another. So far, he has not observed any high-quality destiny stars. Now that he has entered the sixth level realm, the only things he can pull are the most ordinary white destiny stars.
This also means that his subsequent path to becoming a literary saint is destined to be ordinary. Qin Feng looked up and saw that in the sky, there were densely packed white life stars, emitting a faint light.
Aren't these ordinary life stars just like the ordinary people in Daqian? He thought of what Wang Yi had said before, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
People are born into three, six or nine grades. Who stipulates it? Before life, there is no distinction between high and low! If you want to attract high-quality destiny stars, you need to contact high-ranking officials. Who stipulated this?
Is there no way out if we work with the people and work for the benefit of the people? He exhaled, and the questions on the heart-asking stage of the eighth-level Ming state of mind still echoed in his ears.
"What do you think scholars should do?" His answer has not changed - establish a heart for the world, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations!
Yes, as long as this original intention remains unchanged, what's the problem if it's the white destiny star that's pulling it? He seemed to have made up his mind, took a deep breath, and then directed the righteous energy in his body towards those white destiny stars!
