Chapter 585: Destruction of Jingyesi

In the blink of an eye, a thousand miles of void were drawn.

This has long been recorded in Chinese myths and legends, and the most representative one is the Queen Mother of the West, or the Queen Mother.

For example, Chang'e flew to the moon. After Chang'e stole the elixir, she felt that her body was getting lighter and lighter, and she kept flying into the sky, flying higher and higher.

If it were an ordinary person, there would be no way to deal with her, but Houyi was not an ordinary person. On the contrary, he was a hero who could shoot down nine suns.

In some classics, Houyi, who was betrayed, was furious and shot an arrow at Chang'e who was ascending.

That was an arrow that could shoot down the sun. Not to mention that Chang'e had just become an immortal, even those more powerful immortals did not dare to face this arrow.

Even though she had ascended tens of thousands of miles, this arrow was shot later and arrived first, piercing the void, and she was about to die.

At this moment, the Queen Mother of the West took off her hairpin and drew a stroke from a distance.

In an instant, the distance between Houyi's arrow and Chang'e increased by hundreds of millions of miles, helping Chang'e to ascend to heaven and enter the Moon Palace.

Coincidentally, in the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, it was the Queen Mother who drew the Milky Way with a hairpin, allowing the two to see each other only once a year.

Zhang Jiuyang had a vague realization in his heart at this moment. His Emperor Bell and the great magical power of the Queen Mother of the West drawing the Milky Way with a hairpin were similar in nature.

It's just that his current cultivation and magic power are far inferior to the Queen Mother of the West. Otherwise, he would have made Fu Guidao completely lost in the void and never escape until his magic power was exhausted and he died.

Of course, his methods now have exceeded Fu Guidao's cognitive scope.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the other party, but the other party was unaware of it. He only knew to fly forward desperately, looking back many times, but ignoring Zhang Jiuyang beside him.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang was like a god from a higher dimension, overlooking a struggling ant.

Any magical power has limitations.

After watching quietly for a while, the void drawn by his finger began to gradually disappear. Zhang Jiuyang finished his observation and did not delay any longer. He slowly stretched out his hand.

The innate Qi capture!

The Taoist Fugui, who was still escaping in the void at this moment, was suddenly startled. He saw a giant hand like a god suddenly appear above his head.

Picking stars and taking the moon, moving mountains and removing ridges.

How could he not recognize that this was the magical power that Zhang Jiuyang had used to destroy the Qixia Temple. He immediately bit his tongue, burned his blood, and activated all the talismans.

It was a vast ocean of talismans, blasting towards the big hand.

He had burned everything he had, and even his originally shiny hair was quickly becoming dull, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

But the reality was that all his talismans did not stir up the slightest wave.

The palm fell, and he died.

There was no pause in between, only a muffled thud. The Taoist Fugui, who had almost become the head of Wanfu Tower, and a great cultivator of talismans in the world, just turned into a pool of meat paste.

His only achievement was to splash a little mosquito blood on the giant hand like a god.

Zhang Jiuyang opened his mouth and sucked, swallowing all of his souls directly, and digested it with a thought.

To this day, even if Taoist Fugui's cultivation is not inferior to Sun Tianchi, the head of Wanfu Tower, it is difficult for Zhang Jiuyang to improve his cultivation.

Even the quality of the converted mana is a bit mixed, far inferior to the pure yang mana he cultivated himself.

The reason why he wanted to use the ghost-eating magic was just for the other party's memory.

As one of the four judges of Jingye Division, and the strongest one, Zhang Jiuyang believed that he must know a lot of things, such as where the Jingye Division's lair is hidden? For example, who are the people in Jingye Division?

He said that if his wife was injured or encountered any accident, no matter who did it, he would kill everyone in Jingye Division.

There are always some people who don't take his words seriously.

Then keep your promise.

...

The imperial palace, the imperial study.

The emperor did not continue to play chess with the Taiping Temple Master. At this moment, the seemingly peaceful capital was shrouded in dark clouds, and it would turn into a storm if he was not careful.

And the one who could ignite all this was Zhang Jiuyang, who had come down from Longhu Mountain and attracted worldwide attention.

No matter how strong the emperor's determination was, he frowned at this moment.

"Let her come in."

The head of the department had been kneeling outside the door for a long time.

At the moment when the assassination failed, she left the secret base and entered the palace to plead guilty, but the emperor never saw her.

The door opened, and at the eunuch's signal, the female head of the department took a deep breath and stepped into the door.

In addition to His Majesty, there was also the Taiping Temple Master in the imperial study, which made her quietly relieved.

As long as the master of the temple is there, plus the national defense formation, she has not lost completely, and everything can still turn around.

"You are too impatient."

The emperor stood at the window with his back to her, and his fat body actually had a feeling of being like a deep and majestic mountain.

The female secretary hurriedly lowered her head. She took off her veil, revealing an old face, but there was still an innate nobility between her eyebrows.

She bowed her head and kowtowed, saying: "Your Majesty, I was indeed a little impatient. Now that I think about it, it should be affected by God's will."

The emperor's voice was calm and majestic.

"You can realize this, but you are not stupid enough."

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There was a trace of shame on the face of the female secretary. She was conceited and smart, but it was not until now that she realized that she had become the knife in the hands of God's will.

The thunder tribulation, the Yin fire tribulation and the demon tribulation were the attacks of the heaven on Zhang Jiuyang, and she became Zhang Jiuyang's human tribulation.

The reason why her murderous intent doubled at that time was that she had already hated Zhang Jiuyang to the bone, and secondly, because she was affected by some kind of mysterious influence.

"But your majesty, although Zhang Jiuyang succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, I don't believe that he has no damage at all. Maybe he is already at the end of his strength. The four judges are dead. Our losses are too great. If we can launch that plan in advance..."

The emperor's voice sounded coldly.

"I said that we would take action after the Luotian Dajiao, but you are so smart. It seems that handing over Jingye Division to you is not a good choice."

The female head of the division was anxious and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the emperor's hand.

"Look, what Zhang Jiuyang is doing."

After the voice fell, the head of Taiping Temple waved his sleeves, and a bronze mirror in the room was shining, and then a clear picture appeared.

Fires were everywhere, and blood was everywhere.

Dongning Street, Changlefang, Annan Street, Hua'an Street...

The female head of the department changed her expression. These were all the bases of Jingye Division in the capital, and they were all covered in blood at the moment.

In the bloody sky, a white dress could be vaguely seen, not stained by blood, floating like a fairy.

The opponent destroyed the last base of Jingye Division in the capital, and the people inside were burned to ashes by the Samadhi True Fire, and the earth was charred.

Screams came one after another, and soon dissipated.

Zhang Jiuyang stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the miserable situation in the world.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Jingye Division has six bases in the capital, with more than a hundred killers and worshippers.

And now, they are all dead.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to sense something, slowly raised his eyes, and a divine eye with blazing flames and dazzling golden light opened at the center of his eyebrows.

Click!

The bronze mirror instantly cracked, and the mirror surface seemed to be melting.

"Tsk tsk, such a big temper, trouble, really trouble..."

The Taiping Temple Master's eyes flashed with surprise, and he shook his head, his voice full of disgust, as if he regretted agreeing to that thing.

"Now, do you still think that Zhang Jiuyang is a spent force?"

The female Sizhu's mouth trembled, her face was pale, and she didn't say anything for a long time. When she finally came to her senses and wanted to say something, a somewhat panicked voice suddenly sounded outside.

"Report!"

"Zhang Jiuyang... entered the palace!!"