surnamed Wang

Chapter 692 Battle of the Kings

After Yanghuang left, Wang Bingquan took out a black gold iron cylinder from his arms and handed it to his grandson, saying:
"I really wanted to help me, so I took this thing out and put it away."

The young man looked curiously at the arm-thick iron cylinder, with various inscriptions engraved on it, and a red spirit stone inlaid at the bottom.

"what is this?"

"You better not ask too many questions."

Wang Yijing took the iron cylinder, observed it carefully, recognized several inscriptions in it, and said in surprise:
"Is this a teleportation array?

Wang Gangquan's arm has been reattached, but the blood loss just now made him pale, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. He squatted on the ground, eyes slightly closed and said:
"If you don't want to, you can pretend that nothing happened and go back and continue to be your ancestor of the Yang family. There is never a right or wrong way of cultivating the Tao."

"No, that's someone else's way, not mine. Although we haven't met a few times, my father has taught me a lot since I was a child. He wants me to be a kind and righteous person. I believe you taught him these things. of."

The young man squeezed the iron cylinder tightly, with a stubborn expression on his face. Seeing this, Wang Gingquan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and sighed in a low voice: "Qianshan has raised a good son."

At this moment, Wang Yijing found the intimacy that he had not seen for a long time, and his heart that was still shaking became firm. He picked up the iron cylinder and strode out of the cell.

When the other party walked away completely, Wang Gangquan murmured:
"Where did I teach it? It was clearly taught by your grandma."

……

Not far from Yang Jie's cell, there was a sudden explosion behind him, and he turned his head to look, only to see Yang Yijing standing there holding a black tube.

A bright firework has bloomed above the imperial city. The firework is composed of aura, and the pattern is a formation.

A wave of tyrannical consciousness swept over, with the arrogance of a high-ranking monk:
"Little Yangjie, you have stayed in the Yangcang Realm for thousands of years. Now that the old man is looking for you, do you dare to fight?"

Yang Jie's face was gloomy, and he whispered "court death" in his mouth, and rushed away.

In the star field, two figures, one black and one white, confronted each other in the sky. The two had each ruled a world, and they had always competed in space, but now they finally faced each other.

Yang Jie is still in the stage of the holy emptiness, and the old man in the cloud white cloth came here hundreds of thousands of miles away to declare war, but his cultivation level has already fallen to Mahayana. get a lot.

The middle-aged man knew that the other party would not come to die for nothing, so he calmly said:

"Taibai, why don't you enjoy your retirement life, why are you here?"

"Failed to completely convince the Yangcang Realm, the old man can't sleep well even if he sleeps."

"A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain is always in awe. I didn't expect you, the majestic Immortal Emperor Taibai, to be so narrow-minded?"

"Yangjie, I'm a real villain, you're a hypocrite, everyone's in the same boat, this trip of this old man is to completely end the grievances of thousands of years."

"Just you?"

"It's just me!"

As the old man said, he raised his hand and pointed towards the sky, a burst of intense white light lit up, and nine white dragons loomed indistinctly.

"Pitbull help me."

In the imperial city, Sword Spirit Bullfighting was playing chess with a woman. Hearing a strange noise from the sky, he stopped and looked up. After a while, he heard a call from his ear. The man apologized and looked at the woman, who was very considerate Nodding his head, he said softly:
"Go."

The ten-thousand-year-old sword spirit looked more like a shy little girl, she smiled shyly, got up and left.

……

Wang Yijing knew that he had caused a catastrophe, so he returned to the cell, and said to his grandfather with a mournful face:
"Old man, aren't you cheating on me?"

"Don't worry, everything is under control. This battle is enough to change the two worlds, but no one will die."

As he spoke, he nodded towards Yang Dingjun in the distance, and the latter stepped forward, handing over the spar and the elixir with both hands, which were exactly what Liu Meijiao sent before.

Wang Gangquan didn't accept her help, but it didn't mean he didn't want to go out. After fooling Yang Dingchun that day, he ordered Yang Dingjun to ask for the things again.

Swallowing the elixir in one gulp, and opening the prison door with the spar, Wang Gangquan said to Yang Dingjun, "Cheat that man to me."

"Yes."

Seeing this, Wang Yijing, who was still the second monk, couldn't help but said, "Grandpa, what are you going to do?"

Wang Gangquan patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said:
"Help me kill someone later."

"Didn't you just say that you can't die?"

"The one I want to kill is not a human, but a beast."

……

In the sky, the two emperors are already fighting together.

Yangjie's swordsmanship is not exquisite, but relying on the advantages of his cultivation, he quickly suppressed Taibai who was in the Mahayana period. The nine white dragons above their heads groaned, but they never moved. Middle-aged people will not release their supernatural powers to them. Opportunity, slashed fiercely with a sword, trying to break through this formation that I don't know why.

When the sword qi was about to arrive, a burst of white light flashed, and the sword qi touched the white light, but unexpectedly returned to the original path without any damage, and completely sank into the sword body, as if it had never appeared before.

"Is it the power of time?" Yang Jie saw the clue at a glance.

The nine dragons in the sky have taken shape, intertwined with each other, and a stone ball is condensed in the center, and the white dragon is gradually petrified, supporting a huge stone ball together.

The armillary sphere carved by Baishi has a sense of vicissitudes, and its ability is extremely against the sky. It can travel to the past and the future. Due to the harsh conditions for performing it, very few people can use it.

Emperor Yang obviously knew the power of the magic weapon, and said the motto without hesitation: "Crash".

The power of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered here, and there was the sound of dense space collapsing around Baishi. The old man in the distance remained unchanged.

"Yang Jie, Jiulong Yicheng, this world is under control, and nothing can hurt it."

As the old man said, he threw out a piece of flawless jade, and in an instant a thick pillar of spiritual energy shot up into the sky with the jade as the medium, pouring continuously into the Jiulongyi.

The Emperor Yang finally changed his color at this moment, and the aura contained a faint aura of holiness. The only person in the world who can manipulate this treasure is the Immortal Emperor Changsheng who is far away on Sanxian Island.

Although he didn't know what the other party was going to do, if he allowed it to continue, it would definitely cause irreparable consequences, so Yang Jie spoke again:
"Crash!" The target this time is Taibai.

The force of heaven and earth crazily crushed the old man. The latter frowned slightly, flung his sleeves, and his body grew rapidly. In an instant, his body became ten thousand feet tall. Huang's way of speaking casually lost its effect.

It might be unbelievable for someone else to use Mahayana cultivation base to forcefully carry the supernatural powers of Shengxu, but after all, Taibai has sat firmly in the position of Immortal Emperor for nearly a thousand years, and he knows Shengxu's supernatural powers well. The law of heaven and earth is one of them.

Words follow the law, to put it bluntly, it is borrowing the power of the heaven and the earth, the old man will use the law to absorb the power of the heaven and the earth, the stronger the other party's magical powers, the more it will help him.

He took a step forward and swung his sword at the ugly-faced Emperor Yang. The latter also grew in size rapidly, and he raised his sword to meet him without hesitation.

……

When the two collided, the ground shook, and the tall buildings of the entire imperial city began to crumble. A huge crack opened, and Wang Gingquan, who was walking on the ground, staggered and almost fell into it.

He looked up at the two huge figures, swallowed and said:
"Damn it, it's really a disaster for gods to fight with mortals."

Although Wang Yijing's status is supernatural, but his cultivation is only at the pitiful stage of becoming a god, at this moment he hugged his head and said in a slightly embarrassed way:
"Grandpa, why don't we find a place to hide first?"

"That won't work, the Wang family doesn't have the habit of leaving overnight grudges."

With a "bang", the tall building next to it could not withstand the shock and collapsed. The grandfather and grandson walked around the rubble and continued to advance deep into the palace.

In the tallest hall in the imperial city, a middle-aged man with a slender beard was standing in the hall with his hands folded and his eyes squinted, turning a blind eye to the constantly shaking pillars. The man stroked his beard gently, and said in a calm tone. :

"Young master, I don't know what is the purpose of calling the minister here?"

In front of him, Yang Dingjun turned his back and said impatiently: "You will know later."

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man's eyes, which were already slightly squinted, became narrower and narrower, and a cold light flashed in them.

……

In the outside world, the jade bi in mid-air finally no longer emits aura, and its color also changed from crystal clear to dim, and then completely turned into a white stone similar to Jiulongyi.

With the support of abundant spiritual energy, the stone ball in the center of Nine Dragons slowly rotated. Seeing this, Taibai decisively retracted his sword and retreated, and his body became a normal size.

Yanghuang felt something bad in his heart, and he slashed towards the Jiulongyi with a sword while maintaining the Fatianxiang. The sharp sword edge cut a hole in the sky, and even the white light blooming from the magic weapon was divided into two by it.

The bullfighting sword passed through the stone ball without any hindrance, and this treasure of the Three Immortals was cut open in the middle. Before the middle-aged man was happy, the scene in front of him began to flow backwards again:

The Yanghuang sword was raised uncontrollably a little bit, passing through the previous stone ball, Yang Jie's body also retreated back, the stone ball slowly closed and recovered, and everything that happened just now returned to the original point.

Jiulongyi flashed white light again, wrapping the middle-aged man who was still regressing, the man's movements froze suddenly, and he was horrified to find that his lifespan was crazily passing away like water breaking a bank.

In a moment, a hundred years have passed.

100 years is nothing to the holy void period of the same life of heaven and earth, but the extreme weakness that followed made Yang Jie realize that things were not that simple.

His cultivation was rapidly decreasing, and he fell below Mahayana in a short while.

Affected by his cultivation, the man's size also shrunk rapidly. At this moment, he seemed to understand why Taibai suddenly entered the weak stage earlier that day.

……

On Sanxian Island, Li Changsheng, with white beard and hair, was sitting on the ground listlessly, with a formation in front of him. He just relied on the formation to transport the power of the Nine Dragons to the Yangcang Realm.

The power of the years is too contrary to the way of heaven, and he dare not use it rashly if there is no important matter. Before, he used the Kowloon instrument to travel through time and space and acted in a low-key manner. The young girl with her thighs exposed... This time, she was going to risk her life against the Emperor Yang.

After a short rest, the old man sat cross-legged, and the spiritual energy of the entire Sanxian Island began to stir slowly, and soon a huge tornado formed around the main island.

At the same time, Yang Jie has completely entered a period of weakness, and his cultivation base has stabilized in the Mahayana—the Yang Cang Realm has therefore vacated a holy and empty position.

The middle-aged man was also aware of this, and looked at each other calmly, "Is this your plan?"

"You and I have the same purpose, otherwise we wouldn't take advantage of the old man's weakness to send troops to the Realm of the Three Immortals."

The purpose of the old man's mouth is to invade each other's world during the handover once every thousand years, to seize the vacant holy and empty position.

All under the Holy Void are ants, as long as one's own side can step into the Holy Void first, it is equivalent to controlling a world, and it will not be so easy for the opponent to counterattack afterwards.

A few months ago, Immortal Emperor Taibai fell, and Yang Cang sent several teams to attack Lingyun, Yaci, and Wushan County respectively. Their real purpose was to occupy Sanxian Island.

In that battle, the Lingyun Sect had the least casualties, and Yacishan lost nearly a hundred beasts. Wushan County, the gateway to Sanxian Island, lost half of its high-ranking powerhouses, and the giant spirit guarding the gate was also decapitated.

It's just that Yang Cang didn't expect that this matter was an empty city plan set up by the two immortal emperors in advance. After Li Changsheng stepped into the Holy Void Realm, the monks Yang Cang who entered the Three Immortal Realm were forcibly kept.

……

There is no doubt that the situation has reversed, and the three immortals have become the invading party. Yang Jie has been restrained everywhere this time, but the majesty of the sole emperor has not been reduced by half. He glanced at the mid-air Jiulongyi, and said in a deep voice:
"Taibai, do you think that I have no backup? Even if you can seize the opportunity, I can still let Yangcang Mahayana monks break through forcibly. In the worst case, all jade and stone will be destroyed, and the imperial court of Yangcang will not succumb to the three immortals even if they die. "

The old man stroked his long beard lightly, and said lightly:
"Yang Jie, I certainly believe in your determination. Since I have come, I have prepared a perfect plan. As long as I can break through the holy void first, I will guarantee to kill all Mahayanas in this world in an instant."

"how dare you…"

"You are not the only monk Yang Cang who is brave enough to die. My Three Immortals Mahayana can still sacrifice myself for the sake of balance."

After the old man finished speaking, he pointed to the sky with his right hand and the ground with his left hand, and recited a mantra:

"The Tao is heaven and earth, Qi is divided into yin and yang, the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, yin is deficient and yang is full, the two are combined, this is one."

The old man's voice echoed between the sky and the earth, containing supreme will. The next moment, the sky and the ground suddenly turned upside down.

……

In the depths of the star field, a space was dug out of a steep mountain that almost touched the sky, and a woman sat in the space.

The woman's Mahayana peak cultivation base is already a half-step saint in the rumors, and she, who has been in suspended animation, suddenly has a breath, and her cultivation base also climbs rapidly, and within a quarter of an hour, there are signs of a breakthrough.

Thunder and lightning lingered outside the mountain, but they never dared to fall. There is a strong restriction here, which can not only isolate the power of the sky, but even avoid the spiritual consciousness of monks of Shengxu.

Without any obstacles, the woman broke through to the realm that countless monks dreamed of, then got up and stepped out, and her figure disappeared.

There was a long river of thunder that no one dared to touch in the star field. It was the thunder that followed behind the woman. It was not until she stopped that thousands of thunders fell on her one after another.

Dazzling electric lights splashed over the imperial city, but the woman living in it was indifferent, and walked towards the emperor below step by step.

At the same time, the figure of the old man who turned the world upside down slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a wisp of white smoke, which penetrated into the woman's forehead, and a white totem appeared there.

"This seat, Lifang Taibai, from today onwards, will be the new emperor of the Yangcang Realm."

The woman's voice was faint, and she raised her hand to grab the five thunderbolts lingering around her body, and threw them at will. The five Mahayanas hidden in the sky, south, north, and north of Yangcang were immediately smashed into coke by the thunderbolts that emerged out of thin air.

This is the prestige of the newly promoted saint, or in other words, this is the attitude that a saint who existed in ancient times thousands of years ago should have.

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　Take a day off tomorrow, don't wait
　　
　
(End of this chapter)