Chapter 216 Broken

"Use your soul!!"

King Canglan, who was greeted by Jian Yu just after the reorganization was completed, roared angrily, and his soul wrapped in layers of runes flew out.

In battles between warriors, Yuan Shen is rarely used directly, because the battle between Yuan Shen is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will lose your soul. Unless you are a strong person who specializes in this type of martial arts, such as Monk Mo Nian who died in a sneak attack on Wu Chong before.

King Canglan and the others were not cultivators of the soul, but at this point, they were forced to panic.

Aragami's heart must not be lost.

Now they don't know what the situation is in the capital. If the transmission is interrupted midway, no matter how many heads they have, they won't be able to chop it off.

After abandoning their bodies that were bombarded by Wan Jian Jue, the five people successfully rushed out of the sword rain.

Just rushed out.

They saw a huge and incomparable phantom of the soul. The five of them rushed out with the body of the soul with the awareness of death. In front of this huge phantom of the soul, they looked up like little carrot heads, and they happened to face each other. The sight of the huge illusion of soul looking down.

"This is too exaggerated."

King Canglan gave up his struggle.

The four great monks were too lazy to run away.

With a 'chirp' sound, without any suspense, the huge illusion of the soul was stepped on, and the five people's souls shattered on the spot.

After losing their souls, the auras of the five people inside fell sharply. After the rain of swords, the five people in the original place became vegetative because their souls were destroyed. But even so, their bodies are still being reorganized, and the silver runes and threads seem to have memories, slowly repairing their bodies.

After the breath dissipated, Wu Chong's figure returned to its original shape.

With skillful movements, he pulled off a piece of clothing from King Canglan and wrapped it around his waist.

The exaggerated appearance of Yuanshen Dharma from before has also been put back.

Everyone watching this scene was shocked, and the scholar in Tsing Yi looked at Wu Chong eagerly.

Brand new road! !

"What state are you in now?" Ding Wushang looked at Wu Chong who had returned to his normal state and couldn't help but ask.

He didn't know any technique that could make a junior who was promoted by him a few months ago.

It has been raised to this level all of a sudden. This speed of becoming stronger is completely illogical.

"Middle stage of foundation building."

Wu Chong looked at his level, which was in the middle stage of foundation building.

He has not made any progress during this period. If the monks from Daxue Temple had not come to cause trouble, he would still be developing quietly in Mingjian Villa.

But fortunately, this time the hidden danger was finally eliminated. Without the threat of Daxue Temple, he could go back to being the owner of his Famous Sword Villa with peace of mind. Ding Wushang said he would take him to see the Heavenly Master, but he never considered it at all. He was not one of those warriors in this world who couldn't find a way forward.

As long as you have enough time, realm is not a problem.

‘I also robbed a piece of golden elixir-level materials, so I’m not losing money this time. ’

Wu Chong felt the beating of Huang Shen's heart in his hand and could see the huge energy hidden inside.

Why is there still a chain?

Upon closer inspection, Wu Chong discovered the blood-colored chain on which King Canglan was 'sacrificially'. He stretched out his hand and pulled it, and found that the thing could not be pulled off at once.

"This is a royal sacrificial chain. It is used to transmit power. It can't be pulled off by ordinary means."

Seeing Wu Chong's behavior, Ding Wushang reminded him.

The royal family has been planning for so long. As a 'conduction sacrifice', the bloody chain is an important means used by Emperor Qi to fight against the ancient gods. It will definitely not be destroyed so easily.

boom! !

As soon as Ding Wushang finished speaking, he saw Wu Chong using his hands hard and then pulling.

This chain transformed from the Daqi royal family's bloodline was torn apart by brute force.

? ? ?

A row of question marks appeared on the foreheads of Ding Wushang and the scholar in Qingyi who was not far away and was about to talk. Just because they knew it, they found it unbelievable.

Once the chain is broken, the channel through which power is transmitted through the void disappears, and the influence will spread to the capital along the channel, but that is not something Wu Chong needs to worry about.

Without the restraint of the chain, the power of Aragami's heart exploded instantly.

But this power disappeared just as quickly as it came out. Wu Chong, who was holding the heart in his hand, was like a black hole, directly sucking all the power emitted from the Aragami's heart into his body. Ding Wushang's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw this scene. He didn't know how many times his outlook on life had been shattered today.

Common sense is completely useless.

Beijing.

The core of Daqi, the strongest place in the world, is known as the "right heart of heaven and earth".

At this moment, the Daqi Imperial City, where the "heaven and earth are right", is shrouded in black clouds. This cloud came extremely suddenly, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Under the pitch-black sky, the palace was silent.

Emperor Qi, wearing a jet-black dragon robe, floated out of thin air, with countless blood-red chains penetrating from the void and connecting to his body.

Runes, threads.

They were so densely packed that they were many times more powerful than King Canglan who was far away in Daozhou. A dead alien warrior once said that Emperor Qi was a clone of the ‘Ancient God’, and this was not an exaggeration. Among the Great Qi, if there is anyone who has withstood the most power of the ancient gods, it will undoubtedly be Emperor Qi. As long as Emperor Qi does not die, Daqi will never decline, because its overwhelming power is enough to overwhelm everything.

West of the palace.

Among the old wooden buildings.

An old man in a gray cloth robe was playing chess with someone in front of a wooden table. This old man had an ordinary air.

Just like ordinary people.

But such an ordinary old man is actually the dean of the Confucian Academy and the Imperial Master Wang Qian.

This Confucian sect has seven academies and thirty-two masters.

But there is only one person who can be called the Imperial Master.

That’s Wang Qian!

"No more."

Opposite the Imperial Master Wang Qian, the slovenly old Taoist put down his chess pieces and walked to the window to look at the changing black clouds outside.

This old Taoist priest is the old heavenly master of Zhenwu Sect.

Ding Wushang's master.

Everyone thought that this old Heavenly Master had betrayed Daqi and defected to the Wild God Sect, and was now wanted. But no one expected that this "wanted" old master would actually be sitting upright in the home of Master Daqi, playing chess. Looking at him like this, he didn't look like he was wanted at all.

"Emperor Qi's ambition is too great."

"Can Daqi carry such a big ambition?"

The old Heavenly Master looked outside, and the dark sky was like a net.

All creatures in this world are trapped in the net.

"Be a minister of others, regardless of the king."

The emperor's master Wang Qian collected the chess pieces and put them into the chess basket.

Like really not caring about what's going on outside.

"I am the destiny of my destiny."

The aura on Qihuang's body has reached its essence, and the power of the Huang Shen and the Ancient God are conflicting within his body. The originally balanced power of the ancient gods was all activated, and the power of the ancient gods kept rushing in from the bloody iron rope, destroying the power of the ancient gods in Qihuang's body.

In the darkness, countless pairs of eyes stared at this scene.

Some people are watching with cold eyes, some are looking forward to it, and some are jealous. A wide range of emotions lurks beneath the undercurrent.

But no one dared to take action.

As long as Qi Huang is still standing.

As time went on, the aura on Emperor Qi's body became stronger and stronger. On the center of his eyebrows, the mark of the ancient god written in his blood was shattered.

This shattering stirred the hearts of all observers throughout the capital.

Emperor Qi was also shaken. He took a deep breath and prepared to break the mark of the God's Realm into pieces in one go. And at this critical moment, a bloody chain behind his back suddenly broke.