Chapter 1221 Daqian Dynasty

If the operation is done well in the future, if the competition for the throne can occupy a place, and if it can really inherit the Daqian Dynasty, it will immediately become a hero, and even the emperor of heaven will bow his head and proclaim himself a minister.

You must know that the Daqian Dynasty ruled hundreds of star fields, and there are at least 100,000 planets in the inner area of ​​​​the jurisdiction. The Daqian Dynasty was rich in materials and riches, so the nineteenth princes naturally did not take Pei Junlin seriously.

"Young Master, I don't know. This person has an extraordinary background, and there is an unusual aura faintly about him. I guess this person should have the inheritance of Buddhism, the remnant of the ancient Buddhism. Of course, if I meet him, he will die." Extinguish it." That Zilu looked at the nineteenth prince and said.

Zilu cries that the nineteenth prince is not a prince, but a son, this is an old tradition.

The resident naturally didn't know that someone was talking about him in the distance, but he knew that the green-robed scholar had such great hostility towards him, and he didn't know why he insisted on beheading him.

The opponent was strong, and Pei Junlin didn't dare to be careless at all. He usually played with the old devil Hengshan like a cat and a mouse, while thinking of countermeasures.

It's not Pei Junlin's character to run away like this. He wants to kill all these people on the spot. This is what Pei Junlin thought in his heart. It's a large area, how can the other party catch any breath.

"I'm fighting." The old devil Hengshan roared, tore off one of his arms, and threw it into the mouth of the devil.

Feeding a tiger with his body and feeding the devil with his own flesh and blood, Pei Junlin frowned when he saw it, thinking that this old mountain devil was a ruthless person, no wonder he was able to become such a big devil now, this person is not only cruel to others, He is also extremely cruel to himself.

The devil bit the old devil Hengshan's arm, and loudly rejected the sound of cracking bones in his mouth, which made people's eardrums tremble.

After devouring one arm of Old Demon Hengshan, the demon's body suddenly swelled, at least ten times as big as before.

The drum stick in his hand fell down, and a zombie king was blown upside down. The other zombie king couldn't dodge in time, but was also caught by this demon, and sent directly to his mouth.

Pei Junlin also didn't expect that the old devil Hengshan still had a little bit of strength, and the strength of the real devil imprisoned by the black flag in his hand was really extraordinary.

Seeing that the zombie king he cultivated so hard was about to be devoured by this real demon, Pei Junlin naturally would not sit still. The magic spear in his hand flew out suddenly, turned into a black-armored general and punched the real demon in an instant. loomed over.

The real demon seemed to have lost his mind, his scales were peeling off, and he was dripping with blood. At this time, he was already mad. After being disturbed by the Demonic Spear, he threw away the Zombie King casually, and chased him towards the Demonic Spear with his teeth bared.

The figure of the Chaos Demon Spear flickered and turned into a long spear, falling into Pei Junlin's palm again. At this time, Pei Junlin also flew up, his body turned into phantoms, holding the Chaos Demon Spear, and instantly moved towards the real The devil killed the past.

The old devil Hengshan had a cold smile on his face. Seeing that Pei Junlin was actually confronting this real devil, he seemed to have a tricky look on his face.

He waved the flag in his hand, murmured something, bit a drop of blood from his middle finger, and flicked it on the black flag in his hand. The black banner immediately surged, and there were bursts of roars from above, as if tens of thousands of ghosts were crying in it.

A monster wind was born out of thin air, and it was bitingly cold.

At this time, Pei Junlin hadn't surrendered the Fire Lin Sword, and the old devil Hengshan stretched out his hand and pointed at the Fire Lin Sword, which jumped suddenly, intensifying the wind and fueling the fire, and a large flame burned directly, as if to envelop Pei Junlin's whole body.

Pei Junlin hadn't thought that the unicorn flame was so powerful, even surpassing the Nether Real Fire. Even the Saint Body of the Stars can hardly resist the billowing flames.

The temperature of the reddish-brown flame is astonishing, it directly burns through the flesh and corrodes the bones. In desperation, Pei Jun directly attracted it, and the Chunyang Lie Huo Bell sealed the Fire Lin Sword in it.

The Huolin Sword kept vibrating and clashing in the Chunyang Lie Huo Bell, and the vibrating Chunyang Lie Huo Zhong jingled and buzzed continuously.

Later, Pei Junlin discovered that the Nether Flame and the Qilin Flame were devouring together, and the spirit of the Fire Lin Sword gradually screamed.

When Pei Junlin saw this, he immediately knew that the Nether Real Fire was about to devour the unicorn flame. Pei Junlin stretched out his finger, and a set of runes was directly engraved on the Chunyang Liehuo Bell.

The old devil Hengshan suddenly sensed that the connection between himself and the Huo Linjian was cut off, and immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely ugly.

He knew that the general situation was over today, and he had no way to kill Pei Junlin. Although showing unwillingness, Hengshan Lao Mo still wanted to escape as soon as he turned around.

Pei Junlin was not willing to give the old devil a chance to escape, he stretched out his black claws, and caught the old devil Hengshan in an instant.

The old devil Hengshan wanted to struggle, but Pei Junlin punched his head, and fell into a coma instantly. Pei Junlin stretched out his hand and threw it, and was absorbed by Jindou space.

This old devil is powerful, and Pei Junlin doesn't want to just kill him. If he can make use of it, he can use his spare heat.

Pei Junlin's eyes fell on the Chunyang Liehuo Zhong, and the game between Chunyang Lihuozhong and Huolinjian was still going on. The weapon spirit of the Fire Lin Sword was not willing to be refined by the Chunyang Lie Huo Bell, and was still struggling and breaking free.

Pei Junlin also waved his hand, and directly dropped the progress space of the Chunyang Liehuo Bell into the melting pot of flesh and blood. The Flesh Furnace can erase all the aura of the old devil Hengshan on the Huolin sword, and completely restore the sword.

But in this way, the hundreds of years of nurturing by the old demon Hengshan will be invalidated, and more than half of the power of the sword will be lost, but Pei Junlin doesn't think it's a pity.

The material of this sword is very precious. If it can be integrated into the Chaos Demon Spear, then the power of this gun will undoubtedly be directly upgraded to a level, and it can even be promoted to the level of Chaos Spirit Treasure.

The battlefield here ended, Pei Junlin waved his hand, the whole battlefield calmed down, and he looked into the distance with a golden light in his eyes. The green-robed scholar and the crown prince are leading six body protectors towards this side.

The six major highways blocked six directions, and it was obvious that they were going to fight Pei Junlin. It was undoubtedly a fierce battle, but Pei Junlin was not timid, her eyes were slightly cold.

"The remnants of Buddhism, where do you come from? Report your name, and I will not kill nameless ghosts." Zilu, a green-robed scholar, had a gloomy smile on his face, not like a Confucian scholar, but like a cruel official .

On the other hand, the nineteenth prince, who was wearing a bright yellow robe, didn't even look at Pei Junlin, with a look of extreme disdain on his face. None of the qualifications.

Pei Junlin didn't speak, but squinted his eyes, the eyeballs exuded a faint light, looking at the expression on the face of the green-robed Confucian scholar Zilu with a bit of astonishment.

Zilu didn't expect that Pei Junlin would not be chaotic in the face of danger, and he would still have leisure and interest under the heavy siege.

Pei Junlin's eyes fell on the weapon in Zilu's hand, and he couldn't help being slightly surprised. Zilu's weapon was a huge judge's pen, which exuded a very strong aura.

According to Pei Junlin's estimate, it is at least a Lingbao-level treasure. Not only that, but this Judge's pen exudes a strong Renhuang aura, which is a bit like the Renhuang pen from back then.

"The pen in your hand has the aura of a sage, and I'm afraid a sage recited scriptures to bless it." Pei Junlin narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of teasing in his tone.

A slightly surprised look appeared on Zilu's face, but he didn't expect Pei Junlin to have such eyesight. He smiled proudly and said, "You know a few big characters, and you're not that idiot who doesn't understand at all. That's right, the pen in my hand, the It was made possible by my teacher who wrote countless beautiful articles about peace in the world. The awe-inspiring righteousness in it can suppress all evil spirits in the world."

Pei Junlin chuckled and refused to comment on what the green-robed Confucian scholar said.

Confucianism has a far-reaching poison, and even poisoned the entire starry sky. This Confucianism is extremely important to the three cardinal guides and five constant rulers, fathers, fathers and ministers. It divides people into three, six, and nine classes. Pei Junlin has always been uncomfortable with all this.

"Don't use your grandiose reasons to pressure me, tell you that I don't accept this, if you want to do it, do it." Pei Junlin didn't talk nonsense.

The magic gun in his hand exuded a strong fighting intent, humming continuously, and the surrounding air fluctuated. The faces of the six masters in the six directions showed indifference, like a stone expression.

These are some masters of the Daqian Dynasty, who were ordered to protect the nineteenth prince. The nineteen princes themselves are the top masters in the realm of the true gods, and they are only a thin line away from the realm of Tianjun, but these six masters are also extraordinary, they are connected by blood, and they seem to be one body with six children.

These six people's breaths are united, and their combined strength may be difficult to deal with.

Qingpao Confucian Zilu didn't talk nonsense, and directly sacrificed the judge's pen in his hand. The judge's pen was suspended in mid-air, and wrote a kill character.

With the last stroke of the painting, Pei Junlin felt a murderous aura rushing towards his face. The word written by the judge's pen in mid-air seemed to possess spirituality, and he suppressed Pei Junlin with a murderous aura.

Pei Junlin was not afraid, and rushed forward directly with the magic gun in hand. The world-confused magic gun exuded a billowing demonic aura, and turned into countless troops and horses in the midair.

The two forces are in the mid-air, fighting against each other, birthing and extinguishing each other. Seeing the expression on Pei Junlin's face that killed the word, Zilu's muscles twitched, feeling a little dissatisfied.