Chapter 852

PS: The last chapter is (23/139). I forgot to mark it because there were too many things yesterday.

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Li Qingjun's fighting spirit also aroused Mang Shan's fighting spirit.

In Mang Shan's heart, he also meant to fight Li Qingjun alone.

Because Li Qingjun was the one who destroyed Xihuang. Even though Mang Shan doesn't care much about the survival of future generations, he always feels a little uncomfortable. Occasionally, he chats with the elders of the sect, oh my lord, your country has been destroyed, and the other party is still alive and kicking? Oh my lord, have you changed your name to Buddha?

Mang Shan said with a smile on his face that he has given up his ties, so why should he care? In fact, of course I was a little upset.

The descendants of this seat can kill themselves, so what qualifications do others have to destroy this seat's country?

Conspiring against Li Wuxian's divinity and national destiny is partly due to the subconscious influence of revenge for Xihuang, so he admits that from Li Qingjun's point of view, it is reasonable to say that the remnants of Xihuang have stolen from the south.

Originally, this feeling was very faint, and I would not deliberately consider it in this direction, but this is the cause and effect. At the beginning Zuo Qingtian left people to observe Dali, and he deliberately kept Mangshan, and Mangshan also took it for granted that it was him, so naturally they both knew that there was cause and effect between the two parties.

In front of Li Qingjun's vigorous fighting spirit, this karma was completely aroused.

This seat didn't kill you back then, and you're still pissed off?

A feud is a feud after all, spreading from the mundane to the immortal family.

Then let's end the feud between the two countries with a decisive battle.

Li Qingjun's return to the bowels is complete, and Mangshan is the first floor of Qianyuan... For more than ten years, for ordinary Qianyuan monks, it is indeed not enough time to break through the first floor, even Qin Yi has to be in the time illusion space It has been tempered for decades, and now it is only three floors.

However, Wuxiu's leapfrog combat ability is no longer prominent at this level. The mysterious scriptures available at the Qianyuan level are too mysterious, and Wuxiu is often difficult to decipher, and it is impossible to break through all methods with one sword. The bonus of leapfrogging in the early stage of actual combat has disappeared, and it is time to suffer.

This is still short of the leap of the big realm. On the surface, Li Qingjun is doomed to lose. No one on the sidelines thinks that Li Qingjun can win, including Yushang.

"Sister Qingjun!" Yu Chang was a little anxious: "I should come? Shall I inform my husband?"

Li Qingjun smiled slightly: "Please help me sweep the formation, this is our own cause and effect."

Yu Chang pursed her lips and had no choice but to continue to restrain the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was in a leisurely manner. He felt that it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't think that Li Qingjun could win at all. In his opinion, this was foolishness.

It is difficult for ordinary ascetics to understand the fighting spirit of a warrior.

Slight blood-colored ripples emerged on the head of Mangshan's staff, like a sea of ​​blood, like a dream, pointing directly at the bloody body and soul, burning from the inside.

Witchcraft, brutal blood and soul capture, a system completely different from Taoism, the most original resonance and destruction of the human body.

For the warrior who is angry, it is almost a lore.

"Clang!" The silver light pierced straight into the middle of the ripples.

Li Qingjun's heart is as clear as ice, and his anger does not move his blood. This witchcraft can't arouse her bloody anger at all, and she was completely smashed by a single shot.

Mang Shan looked a little surprised, there seems to be something wrong with this opponent in the return period...

With a flash of blood, Mangshan was already in mid-air, and the huge soles of his feet seemed to be pressing down on the top of Mount Tai, subverting the universe.

Li Qingjun raised his head. It must have been this blow that flattened the Western Wilderness back then... The irresistible fear at that time, now...

But that's all!

"Boom!" The gun shot straight into the sky, the stars turned pale, trying to avoid the edge, the full moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be shot down into the sky by this gun.

Penglai Jiange, Luoyue Shenjian!

It seemed as if the sky was going to be pierced by this gun, breaking the night.

The once irresistible sole of the foot shattered like a broken bluestone.

Li Qingjun's blood surged and he backed up a few feet, collapsing a pillar of the altar, but he also stopped, raised his head and smiled slightly.

Qin Yi, have you seen it? The fear of the year was nothing more than that!

"Your Majesty cuts the secular world and crosses Qianyuan. When will it not be as good as the beginning!" Li Qingjun pointed his silver gun in the distance, and his long hair danced lightly: "Again! Let me see, the so-called witch god way of cutting love and thoughts, how can it be cut out?" What practice!"

If it was a continuation of hatred before, this moment seems to have become a dispute.

Yu Chang looked at Li Qingjun ecstatically, she felt that Li Qingjun was so beautiful at this moment.

Husband is surrounded by all kinds of special bloodlines, as if strong and weak, right and wrong, God ordained, then the existence of Li Qingjun is a naked defeat of all these.

She is a real mortal, a typical representative of human beings whose blood has been weakened after the catastrophe of the immortal gods. There is no special bloodline, no previous life, even if there is an ancestor who cultivates immortality, it does not bring anything special in the bloodline... She is not even suitable for cultivating immortality, only martial arts.

Including her ancestors, all mortals are insisting on themselves, step by step, writing their names in this mighty universe, and pointing their swords at the gods.

This feeling is beautiful.

It's really not surprising that my husband fell in love with her in the first place.

Mang Shan also got a little angry, and finally took out the magic weapon, which was his bone chain.

Souls whistling all around, ghosts and brutality everywhere, blood rushing to the sky, and bones lingering.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a prison of thousands of bones.

Li Qingjun's spear tip flashed a dazzling light.

The Taoist finally couldn't stand anymore, and turned his palms slightly, as if he wanted to intervene.

Yuchang lay in front of him, and the moon blade was unsheathed: "Your Excellency's opponent is me."

The Taoist narrowed his eyes: "Dahuang Yuren, you shouldn't be involved in the dispute over China."

"Who decided it?" There was energy hovering around Yushang's body, and the Kunpeng method floated in the sky: "Even the emperor of heaven is not qualified to separate the sea and land, let alone you who are crowned with monkeys...Han Yin is in the sky?"

At this moment, Yu Chang didn't need to think about who the person with this tone would be.

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Qin Yi discovered the battle situation here when the Luoyue Divine Sword soared into the sky, and rushed here frantically. But as soon as he stepped out of the palace, a divine thought descended on his face, and then condensed into reality.

Zuo Qingtian.

In the process of healing, the gods descended from thousands of miles.

Qin Yi slammed on the brakes and said coldly, "What does Zuo Zongzhu mean?"

Zuo Qingtian smiled: "You ruined my divine nature, it's normal to use your apprentice to pay for it."

Wuxiang Shensoul, even if he was still injured, it was indeed not something Qin Yi could deal with at this time. Qin Yi turned to look at Liusu, but saw that Liusu was also staring at the sky, as if he was in a stalemate with someone.

Heavenly Man?

Qin Yi's thoughts flashed, and he sneered, "In vain did I think Zuo Zongzhu was a hero. In the Kunlun battle, Zuo Zongzhu was obviously dissatisfied with the people in the sky, but turned around and knelt and licked him?"

"Whether it's an enemy or a friend, how can there be such a clear boundary? I am a demon, and I only talk about reality, never your boring things about morality." Zuo Qingtian smiled in a refined and easy-going way: "Although I can't see People who are accustomed to the sky, but there is no essential conflict. What you are fighting for is the door, and I am not interested in that thing."

Qin Yi shook his head: "It's not necessarily the door we're fighting for."

"The door is the key...but it's not important. The tens of thousands of years of parents are short-sighted and make people laugh. Who would listen to it?" Zuo Qingtian said lightly: "I only want to prove my way to the witch god. If your apprentice can give it to me, this That's it."

Qin Yi said: "Then you can do it yourself, why cooperate with the sky?"

"They don't want to see a human emperor condense his divinity, it will remind them of some bad things." Zuo Qingtian smiled: "But killing the human emperor directly, the cause and effect are too great, but my way of witch god can just do it." If you absorb it without hurting the emperor, it will hit it off. If no one disturbs, they may not make a move, but if you disturb, they will come."

Qin Yi heaved a sigh instead.

It's just that this kind of factor is okay, if they find out that Wuxian is the emperor of heaven, then it's game over.

But they can't find it?

Why?

In the soul of Liusu, there is also a confrontation.

"Liusu, you actually want to see the emperor become a god?"

"Why not?"

"Isn't that supposed to belong to you?"

"Who told you that the leader of people who should be virtuous is actually something that is delimited by individuals?" Liusu said slowly: "I say that Tao has inheritance, and I am very happy, not greedy and self-interested. I don’t want to give up my position. I don’t even understand this, this is why you are in heaven, Jiuying.”