With a wave of his hand, the Forbidden Army came and besieged him.
There are only five hundred people in the Forbidden Army, all of whom are at the lowest level of Jindan cultivation, and the two leaders are still Nascent Soul cultivation level.
Following an order, the Imperial Guards gathered together and connected their Qi machines to form a supreme formation, transforming into a true dragon.
Hoho!
The real dragon roared and attacked the blond man.
The monks who were guarding the blond man all took action to resist.
But it was all in vain. In just a moment, seven or eight guards were killed.
The blond man looked at Lu Xuanji's murderous eyes and felt a chill in his heart. He felt danger for the first time: "Wait a minute, you kill me. By then, there will be no room for maneuver."
Lu Xuanji said indifferently: "If you have the ability, let the Holy Light Ancestor come to destroy me. He is old and his deterrence is declining."
The Imperial Guard besieged again.
Boom boom boom!
The terrifying energy clashed together, and the two sides fell into a fight.
The monks of the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom were defeated and fled for their lives. But the next moment, the formation of the Forbidden Army was changing, and they were besieging them from another angle, cutting off the chance of escape.
In just an instant, they were all killed.
At this moment, a civil servant came forward and said: "Your Majesty, we killed the envoy of the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom, and now we are in big trouble. The Holy Light Ancient Kingdom has always been tyrannical and has destroyed many hostile forces over the years. We killed the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom. The envoy of the Guanggu Kingdom, once the Holy Ancestor takes action, our Song State will be destroyed!"
Lu Xuanji smiled and said: "You don't understand. If I killed the envoys of the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom like this in the past, the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom would send strong men to destroy the family the next day. At that time, I would be the best to flee. End of the world.
It's a pity that the war between the two worlds broke out!
Not long ago, I got some inside information. We, the monks above the gods of Feiyu Realm, all have to go to the [Immortal Ancient City] to report and serve on the battlefields of the two realms. A monk who transforms into a god must serve for a thousand years, and a monk who refines the void must serve for two thousand years. Our Holy Light Ancestor is also among the conscripts for service. "
"Due to the huge area of Feiyu Realm, some areas are inconvenient to connect and walk. The Holy Light Elder has ten years to prepare, and he must go to serve within ten years."
"Now, the Holy Light Ancestor can no longer take care of us... The battlefield between the two realms is extremely dangerous. Even the Tribulation Ancestor may die, let alone a mere transformed god. The Holy Light Ancestor will serve for a thousand years. In such a fierce battle on the front line, can he survive?"
Lu Xuanji sneered and talked about the latest information.
The monk who transforms into gods seems to be extremely powerful.
But on the battlefield between the two worlds, in the fighting on the front line, they are just small soldiers, just bigger cannon fodder.
As for being a god, he is not even qualified to be cannon fodder, and is not qualified to serve on the front line at all.
In the fierce fighting on the front line, the death rate of the monks of the Transformation God is very high, and they may die on the battlefield at any time.
Up to now, the Holy Light Ancestor is very busy, busy collecting some top-grade spiritual stones, some top-grade elixirs, or top-grade elixirs, etc., to reserve materials for the recent battle.
As for other small things, I don't have time to pay attention to them, and I can't pay attention to them.
The expressions of many courtiers changed slightly as they listened, ranging from joy to nervousness.
The civil servant advised again: "Your Majesty, be careful. A dog can jump over a wall when it's anxious, not to mention it's a major overhaul of the Transformation!"
Lu Xuanji smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Even if the Holy Light Ancestor comes in for a surprise attack, I can take the opportunity to escape. As long as I live, I can rebuild the Song Kingdom. Likewise, before there is absolute certainty of killing me, the Holy Light Ancestor Zu will not attack the Song Dynasty."
In many cases, there is no need to defeat the enemy, nor to be able to compete with the enemy, as long as a certain deterrence is enough.
Many ministers nodded and left anxiously.
…
About one hundred thousand miles away from the Song Kingdom, there was a sacred land.
This sacred land has spiritual veins buried underground. The spiritual veins are criss-crossed, just like the blood vessels of the human body. Under the transformation of the spiritual veins, the soil exudes purple-black color, which is quite suitable for the growth of elixirs and rice.
About 30,000 years ago, a feathered demon tribe established a country of cultivation here, opened up a capital, built formations, planted elixirs, multiplied the population, and gradually became a great country of cultivation.
Conquer nearby cultivation countries with the help of powerful force.
After killing many monks, he established his dominance and was named the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom.
It's just that in recent years, the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom has had an unstable foundation.
In the capital, in the ancient palace, a guard was reporting the news: "Your Highness, the leader of the Song Kingdom violated the laws established by our country and took action privately to destroy the Yuan Kingdom. Our country sent envoys to warn, but the leader of the Song Kingdom actually took action. Kill the messenger and provoke our country."
"Your Majesty, please take action to overthrow the Song Dynasty and destroy its nine tribes!"
Standing in front was a man, wearing royal robes, with a crown on his head, aura of majesty, a golden sword at his waist, aura of majesty and domineering, he said: "I know!"
The guard nodded and quietly retreated.
The man frowned slightly, stood up and left. When he arrived at a garden gate, he stood outside and reported, "Father, my child has something serious to report!"
"come in!"
At this moment, an old voice came.
The man entered the garden and looked forward, but he saw an old man with gray hair and an old face, but his waist was straight and his breath was powerful and domineering.
"Greetings, father! Recently, some forces are provoking my Holy Light Ancient Kingdom..."
The emperor said respectfully.
He is the king of the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom, but this father is the master of the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom. He dominates everything in the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom and suppresses all powerful enemies around him.
He opened his mouth to tell his father what happened, telling the whole story in detail.
"Damn it, damn it!" Ancestor Shengguang flashed a trace of anger: "This King of the Song Kingdom actually seized the good opportunity to take advantage of me when I was about to go to serve. It is extremely abominable. If what I expected is true, now the King of the Song Kingdom will lead The elite and direct relatives are temporarily hiding."
"Even if we take action to destroy the Song Kingdom, it will be difficult to damage the foundation of the Song Kingdom. Instead, we will take advantage of my departure to attack our Holy Light Ancient Kingdom. Our Holy Light Ancient Kingdom is in danger!"
The Lord of the Holy Light Kingdom asked: "My father is serving on the front line. Shouldn't the Immortal Lord ensure our safety?"
"There are policies and measures to counter!"
Ancestor Shengguang sighed: "The moment of war between the two worlds is a moment of chaos. Small places like us can't come here at all."
The Lord of the Holy Light Kingdom said: "Father, is there any way to avoid being called up by the front line?"
The ancestor of Shengguang sighed: "I am just a mere god. In the eyes of that adult, I am just a small person. A small person has no power to bargain. If I don't know the current affairs and forcefully evade the call, there may be strong people coming the next day and directly Kill me, kill the chicken and scare the monkey!"
The Lord of the Holy Light Kingdom said: "Father, if you leave the ancient country, it will be very dangerous for the family to lose a strong person..."
The Holy Light Ancestor sighed: "The moment I leave is the moment when the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom falls into emptiness and the power is relatively weak. The best choice at this moment is to shrink the power, compress the territory, and rely on formations to protect the few. area, hold on until I return!"
"Also, I will spend some resources recently to help you enter the realm of god transformation!"
The Lord of the Holy Light Kingdom said with great joy: "Thank you very much, father!"
Ancestor Shengguang sighed: "All the resources on the seventh level of the ancient country have been occupied by me. I feel sorry for you!"
The Lord of the Holy Light Kingdom was silent, but didn't say anything.
The ancestor of Shengguang sighed: "In Feiyu World, all kinds of high-end resources are occupied by the nine major forces, and the remaining leftovers can only be snatched away. The ancient Holy Light country is in a barren area. Because resources are scarce, competition is extremely fierce.”
"According to the resources accumulated by the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom, it is enough to train five god-transformation monks. However, if all the resources are allocated to the five god-transformation monks, each god-transformation monk will be at a lower level due to insufficient resources; but if the resources are concentrated, For a god-transformation monk, the god-transformation monk's cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, and the progress will be rapid."
"In the early years, the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom dispersed its resources and cultivated three gods, giving birth to one god with two levels and two gods with one level. However, when a powerful enemy invaded, the two gods fought. He died, and one of the gods was seriously injured. It was also this experience that made my father understand the truth. The world of immortality has always looked down on the number of people competing, but the competition of masters. "
"In order to cultivate a top-notch strong man, it is worthwhile to die thousands or tens of thousands of low-level monks."
"After that incident, the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom no longer dispersed its resources, but focused its resources on me. I alone consumed more than seven levels of the ancient kingdom's resources.
After the concentrated use of resources, my cultivation has progressed rapidly, and I am now at the fifth level of God Transformation.
Relying on his strong cultivation, he suppressed more than a dozen small nearby countries and became our vassals.
At the same time, the nearby Dajin Ancient Kingdom, Shengming Ancient Kingdom, Fengyun Ancient Kingdom, etc., although there are quite a lot of god-transforming monks stationed there, they are not as high as me and not as powerful as me in combat. When ancient countries clashed, when these ancient countries encountered the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom, they chose to stay away. They also took advantage of certain opportunities to invade and occupy the territories of these ancient countries.
If we weren't afraid of the higher-level [Predators], we could even defeat several nearby ancient countries. "
At the moment when he said this, the Holy Light Ancestor fell silent.
Due to the long-term unfair distribution, many middle and low-level people are extremely dissatisfied with the top management. At this moment, the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom is like a volcano, and civil wars and various foreign wars may break out at any time.
If he were there to suppress it, everything would be easy to say.
But he was leaving to fight on the front lines.
All kinds of conflicts will completely break out after he leaves.
The Lord of the Holy Light Kingdom said: "My child understands that my child will make the ancient country as stable as possible!"
Ancestor Shengguang nodded and opened the treasury directly.
A large amount of resources were poured down to cultivate this son.
We strive to allow this son to become a god within ten years, so that the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom can have some power to protect itself.
…
The Song State beheaded the envoy of the Ancient Holy Light Kingdom, and the nearby countries were shocked.
It seemed that everyone saw that the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom sent a large army to suppress everything, pacify the Song Kingdom, and kill the leader of the Song Kingdom.
Many people imagined the miserable state of the Song Dynasty.
However, what is surprising is that the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom is silent. It does not send troops to fight, and there is no other reaction. It seems to be calm.
But the calmer it is, the more frightening it is.
The storm is about to come, but there is always a calm before the storm.
"interesting!"
In the palace, Lu Xuanji drank wine and frowned slightly.
"Ancestor Holy Light's reaction was a little beyond my expectations, but it was within expectations."
As if thinking of something, Lu Xuanji opened an invitation.
There was a line written on the invitation [Invite Song Pingan to the banquet].
It's just a few simple words, but it has the aura of becoming a god.
"Interesting, is this the [Anti-Holy Light Ancient Kingdom Alliance]?" Lu Xuanji smiled and activated his spiritual thoughts. When his spiritual thoughts fell under the invitation, he suddenly felt a coordinate in the void.
Buzz!
The void is changing, and the next moment it enters an illusion space.
It was gray all around and there was no end.
At this moment, a purple-haired man appeared in the void with a single horn on his head and a rather handsome appearance. He stepped forward and said: "I am the Lord of the Kingdom of Dajin, and my name is Jin Rong. I am glad that you have joined our alliance. The Ancient Kingdom of Holy Light has been suffering for a long time. Now it’s time to settle everything.”
"Greetings, senior!"
Lu Xuanji said respectfully.
In the perception of spiritual thoughts, this Jin Rong is a strong person who transforms into gods, and his cultivation is at the third level of transforming into gods.
The emperor of the ancient kingdom of Jin said: "This illusion was evolved by me with the help of a secret treasure. It can be entered and exited at any time, and various trading activities can be carried out. Absolute safety can be guaranteed here."
After arriving at Nascent Soul, monks cherish their lives.
He would not go to some unfamiliar places, but would usually stay at home and rely on the formations at home to resist foreign enemies.
Even when he goes out, he hides his traces to avoid being ambushed by the enemy.
In this fantasy world, they can perfectly communicate with each other. There will be no major danger.
"follow me!"
Jin Rong said, leading Lu Xuanji forward.
Soon we arrived in front of a palace and entered it.
At this moment, there are already many monks in the palace, each standing in a corner, fearing each other.
Here, there are twelve monks, all of whom are at the peak of Nascent Soul, just a short step away from reaching the realm of divine transformation.
In the world of Zifu, as long as you have enough money, you can still buy Yuanshen Pill.
However, the internal involvement in Feiyu World was even more severe, and Yuanshen Pills and other materials were even more tightly controlled, rarely leaking out. As a result, many monks were stuck at the peak of Yuanying, unable to make any progress.
If there is no Yuanshen Pill and a direct attack on the God Transformation, the success rate is less than 1%. This is a gamble.
In fact, this is also true. The higher the realm, the more difficult and dangerous the impact is.
Without enough elixirs to break the level and save your life, if you want to attack the level, the failure rate is very high.
Looking at the people present, Lu Xuanji searched through his memories and found some familiar faces. They were all wanted criminals who were wanted by the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom. They had been ordered to be hunted down for a long time, and they had a deep hatred for the Holy Light Ancient Kingdom.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
