Vol 3 Chapter 1058: Handover

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The golden aura completely dissipated. Wang Qi took a person's head and slowly fell onto Linghuang Island, and a stump beneath his feet almost fell. But this time affected his viscera, Wang Qi couldn't hold back his injury anymore, and spit out blood.
However, just die.
The pure white negative entropy envelops Wang Qi's body. He was too hurt. Saint Emperor's fairy power almost destroyed his vitality. This injury is placed on any monk who does not understand the flame of life, and he will definitely die. Saint Emperor's immortal power remained in his body and continued to cause damage. This power could not even be refined.
However, Wang Qi won after all.
At the last moment, Saint Emperor Zun had lost control of his own ninety-nine strengths, and he could not even explode—his remaining thinking ability could not explode himself with the last one-hundredth of his strength. More than 99% of the power.
Wang Qi ’s last sword, with the computing power of the Linghuangdao humane cluster, covered countless possibilities. It seemed like a sword light cut out from the countless possibilities that penetrated the superposition history, creating an incredible miracle. The body of Shengdizun was generally divided into several pieces by Paoding Jiexiu.
If you take a closer look, there is indeed a spine attached to the head of the Holy Emperor, which does not seem to be cut by a sword.
However, the Holy Emperor still did not "dead". From a biological point of view, he is still alive. Xianli has an incredible function, and even a faint flame of death. The soul of his body that has been merged with the flesh, the core is still in the head, still running.
Saint Emperor "Just" is the loss of "self-consciousness"-only.
This is also calculated. This soul of Saint Emperor Zun even has no chance of being transferred again.
After playing several times with Xianxian, Xianmeng and Wang Qi have accumulated a set of experience.
Wang Qi was sitting on the filthy beach, panting.
Although it was still afternoon at this time, the sun had clearly fallen westward.
Just like the history of the human race on this planet. The old chapter is almost over.
"On this planet, there is no ancient law inheritance."
Wang Qi knew that this was the truth. Linghuang Island will usher in a thorough search by Xianmeng. All objects related to ancient law will become "relics" and "research materials" and will not appear in front of ordinary people. All other memories and skills related to ancient law disappear with the memory of the ancient law practice of Linghuang Island.
"There is no ancient practice anymore."
When Wang Qi said this, a strange feeling attacked him. It seems to be a huge sense of emptiness, but also a sense of satisfaction that is about to overflow. This strange feeling may be called "a sense of history".
He once again stood on the key point of "history".
For most people in Shenzhou, the age of ancient law ended as early as a thousand years ago. But for Wang Qi and other people who lost something because of the ancient practice of Linghuang Island, ancient practice has always been there. The beginning of Wang Qixian Road was entangled with this "history".
And now, everything is over.
The sigh that Shinjiko agreed with: "Complex mood."
When there is only one remnant soul left, he can no longer count on the ancient method of cultivation—a period of remnant soul that has not been cultivated. It's just that he used to be an ancient law practice, but now it's not the current law practice.
After a moment of sighing, Zhen Jiezi asked, "What are you doing with the head? You want to use the head of the Holy Emperor to commemorate ..."
Wang Qi shook his head and sneered: "What time is it, I don't think any deceased likes this kind of tribute now. This is the experimental material to be brought back to turn in, nothing more."
Saint Emperor's head is still alive. His fairy power guarantees that the cells will not die and the soul is still there. However, his consciousness is gone, and he has been thoroughly washed into "zero" and "one". It is unlikely that a new will will be born in the future. However, whether it is the fairy power of the Holy Emperor, or the operation of the Divine Plague spell to destroy the self-will, there is a high research value.
Of course, all this is done in secret.
Wang Qi doesn't want to talk now. After putting away the head of Saint Lord, he sat quietly on the beach and watched the sun fall a little bit.
The series of attacks just now seemed to completely empty his mind.
Soon, a few escapes flashed across the sky and fell in front of him. After seeing Wang Qi's face, Yueluo Liuli was shocked and said, "It's you!"
"What's‘ actually you ’.
Wang Qi wanted to raise his hand to say hello, but he was too tired. After the emotions burned violently, the fatigue of the body gradually showed: "I think my last sword is very personal, right?"
Wang Qi and Yue Luo Liu Li were also considered to be old friends who died together. Yue Luo Liu Li didn't care about Wang Qi's burnout in attitude. He asked, "You really killed an undead beast?"
"It took a year, spent huge resources, and finally lost a lot of Shinto power ..." Wang Qi shrugged: "Then I killed a half-dead beast."
Yueluo Liuli's eyes were already admired. Wang Qi then looked at the dark master of the Xianmeng leader. Among them, a black-faced big man headed out: "Here is the dark part of the Xianmeng's" Quan Yi Envoy "Liu Huantang. Dare to ask Daoyou, are you ... Wang Faqi Wang Qi?"
"Seniors don't have to be more polite." Wang Qi nodded: "I'm right."
The masters made a whimper.
"How many years has this guy been practicing? A little more than ten years?"
"Does this break the Yuanshen Tianguan in advance?"
"No wonder ... It is a peerless genius who once solved the two major issues of" incomplete "and" undecidable "!"
"How many years have passed, another half-step god!"
In their eyes, the result of Wang Qi ’s killing of Saint Emperor Zun is far from the brilliant achievements he has made in academics.
To everyone's wonder, Wang Qi accepted it in full and nodded with a smile.
In Xianmeng, in order to achieve Yuanshen, but master the method of constructing Yuanshen's legal area, it is also possible to break the Yuanshen Tianguan-for this kind of genius, the gap between the Jindan period and the Yuanshen period no longer exists.
In ancient times, this kind of person was also called "half-step god". It's just that this name is not standardized and was later canceled.
Wang Qi nodded and exchanged ideas with these masters. He said: "Liu Daoyou, there are also a group of refugees here, millions or tens of millions of mortals are coming ... I'm sorry that my brain is a bit wooden. Others have already done it ' Some of the harmless treatment monks still have the ability to move, but they are not enemies, don't attack. Send them to Shenjing-this point, I have already reported to the above. "
Although Mi can also send everyone to the mainland by way of escapism, but this kind of thing does not bother her.
Liu Huantang nodded: "We have also received instructions, so we have brought huge vessel magic instruments. Take us to see those ancient cultivation methods."
Mortality is much better than Liu Huantang thought. When Saint Emperor struck Lu Shen, Liu Huantang thought there would be no living people on this island, but few of those mortals actually died. King Fengfeng, the loving father and son, blessed the entire Linghuang Island and even strengthened the rock formation. Saint Emperor Zun seemed to press a discus into the mud, and Linghuang Island was fine as a whole.
However, the situation of the ancient Faxiu shocked Liu Huantang. He never thought about the situation where the whole city was a person lying down. He was not relieved until the large group of active people next to the Phoenix Tomb in the Forbidden City came out.
This is indeed not the same as he imagined. But ... it's okay ... didn't rush to kill ... right ...
Xu Xueqing took Mei Sicheng, Ru Tianqi and others to stand at the forefront of the crowd and waited for everyone in Xianmeng. After everyone fell, the high-level monks who had not died were naturally "comrades." This is still very clear. However, everyone showed a clear "emotion" towards Wang Qi. Mrs. Huansha almost shrank behind the crowd. Zhao Xiangshen and Sima Jue dared not look directly at Wang Qi.
Xu Xueqing saluted Wang Qi, but the tone was very cold: "You guys are really unpleasant."
However, she did not blame further.
This is war.
Liu Huantang and Xu Xueqing handed over to count the number of people. The other guru is gathering the crowd. Wang Qi alone leaned against the wall of the Phoenix Mound in the forbidden city, closing his eyes and raising his mind.
He felt a footstep approaching quickly ... no, two. One of the steps was chaotic and powerful, very angry. The other footsteps are messy and vain, seeming to be very confused. Wang Qi opened his eyes and saw that Fan Zhongxing was standing in front of him. His eyes were wide, and there seemed to be tears. And Wu Qi has been trying to hold him: "Old Fan ... Don't ..."
He wrestled together. A Master of Refining Virtuality wanted to separate them, Fan Zhongxing growled: "Why ... why do you do this?"
Wang Qi was a little curious. Many masters saw his expression and ignored this piece. Wu Qi hurriedly said: "Senior don't go to your heart, this guy ..."
Before he finished, Fan Zhongxing held Wu Qi on the ground. This set of fighting methods is obviously derived from the Ten Thousand Fa Men, far stronger than Wu Qi's martial arts. With the collapse of the Spirit Phoenix Island Shinto system and the weakening of the mystic mysterious net, Wu Qi's power gained from "The Secret of the Seven Chapters of Xuan Jun" gradually disappeared. This time, Wu Qi couldn't control him.
Fan Zhongxing stubbornly looked directly at Wang Qi: "The" Reincarnation Realm "was the means you used to fight against the Holy Emperor from the beginning, right?"
Wang Qi nodded: "Ran Ye"
"In other words, is all this fake?"
Wang Qi raised the ring in his hand: "Come on, 'Reincarnation Master', say hi to your fans!"
"Fake, it's all fake ..." Fan Zhongxing couldn't help it any longer, and wiped his tears with his robe: "I originally thought that Faxian Dao is a ... it's a good thing ... but it's a fake ... Moreover, the current monks are not kind ... there are ... there are also you ... "
He seemed to have broken his mind and was crying sadly.
At first, because he liked Jin Fa, he made up his mind to betray the teacher. Now that his faith is broken, he is also hit hard.
Wu Qi hurried back to Fan Zhongxing and nodded to Wang Qi: "I'm sorry Senior! He is this person ... he ..."
At this time, Wu Qi had some difficulty speaking. But he felt that he was brave enough without fainting.
This guy, but just cut the Saint Emperor just now, are we two or three hundred pounds of meat enough for him to cut?
In a panic. Wu Qi wanted to pull Fan Zhongxing back. This is a voice coming into his ear: "Wait!"
This sound scared Wu Qi almost incontinence.
Wang Qi stood upright from the city wall, his face unhappy: "I am such a kind-hearted person who is said by you, but I don't want it anymore. What's the matter? Hey, things can be eaten up, words can't be talked up, don't talk today It ’s clear that you do n’t want to go!

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