Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 459 The most extravagant banana peel, the only anchor (7k)

Yu Ziqing set foot on the new continent, his head was burning with monstrous anger, as if he was connected to the whole world behind him.

At this moment, on the east side of the new continent, on the immovable continent that even the old Emperor Qianhuang ignored, there were strands of burning anger, turning into a long red river, blending into the ocean of anger.

When Yu Ziqing opened his mouth, it seemed that countless people roared together.

When he was knocked down once, as if all hopes were knocked down in an instant into the endless darkness of the abyss, his supernatural power of rebirth from a drop of blood that he had never used, a supernatural power that Yu Ziqing had almost forgotten, finally, for the first time played a role.

The moment he was reborn on the spot, when countless people faced that desperate situation, their despair, fear, and unwillingness would all be completely ignited by this fire, turning into endless anger.

A rage that burns through everything and nothing can quench it.

In the disaster of anger in Dadui back then, Ji Mengshi borrowed strange treasures to lead the Milky Way to fall to the ground, which could not be extinguished. Compared with this moment, it is just a fire.

Back then, Yu Ziqing just lured it away, incorporated it into his body, and turned it into a red ape. It has been burning like this, and the burning has not been extinguished until now.

The actions of the old emperor turned into dry firewood soaked in fire oil that was piled up in everyone's heart.

The old sheep just blew a breath, and that breath took advantage of the trend, riding the wind, turning into a gust of wind that stirred the world and overwhelmed the wind layer, blowing the ignited fire more and more vigorously.

Yu Ziqing swallowed that page of paper, swallowed the fire directly, burned himself, and aroused the flame.

From this moment on, this is not what Yu Ziqing is doing.

It's the farmers who are still worried about this year's harvest in the farmland.

It was Dagan, the courtier who was alone in the secret room at home with red eyes, furiously cursing the old emperor, and trying to find a way to dethrone the old emperor.

It was an ordinary woman who had just passed a few good years in the western part of Dali, and after having a full meal, she began to wonder whether she should send her children to practice.

He can be anyone.

When all of these are brought together, plus Zhenhuang, Lihuang, the tiger carrying Da Gen, and Yu Ziqing carrying Da Dui and a small part of Da Kun.

Plus the first physical training to break through the tenth level.

It can even be added to the Xingan Emperor who has disappeared, and countless ordinary people who have worked hard.

At that moment, it was Dazhen, Dali, Dadui, Dagan, Dagen, Dakun, and even Fudo Xianchao and the ancient god who carried Dakan.

No matter the enemy or us, they are all helping Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing took a step forward, continued to absorb the anger, his aura was still rising, and the flame lines on his body almost completely covered every inch of his body.

Looking straight at the old Qianhuang in the distance, his real body of ten thousand feet stepped forward again, and saw a huge empty bubble suddenly appearing on the spot, collapsing towards the center, turning into a series of lightning bolts, exploding one after another.

The Void Charge rushed towards the direction of the old Qianhuang at an extremely fast speed, leaving a huge space that was forcibly broken open in midair.

But while Xudian was still on his way, Yu Ziqing had already punched the old Qianhuang in the chest in the most unpretentious way.

When there was a muffled buzzing sound, the space in Lao Qianhuang's chest seemed to be annihilated.

On the surface of the skin, which looks like gray stone, covered with fine and mysterious lines, dense lines representing destruction and destruction appeared.

This is not the power of a Qi refining monk, but the purest power, the power that a newborn mortal baby can have.

After the physical training abandoned the power of Qi and blood, it still has the purest physical power.

With a punch, the old emperor's body suddenly stopped.

He didn't even realize that Yu Ziqing's speed would be so fast.

In the state of the real body, use the superimposed steps to shrink the ground to an inch, turn into a dump truck, and then superimpose the purest power.

By the time the old emperor noticed it, it was already too late.

And as expected, the pure force that crashed like a dump truck did not appear.

The surging strength, after breaking through the surface protection of the ancient god's avatar, poured directly into his body, and then exploded in the most explosive way.

The old Qianhuang had no chance to fly upside down to relieve some of his strength.

Yu Ziqing's control over power, even if he worked his life out and kept on hanging, coupled with the fact that the head of the village personally practiced and taught him, he couldn't compare to the head of the village.

However, one thing must be understood, Yu Ziqing is only inferior to Li Chang in this point.

It's not that he's weak, it's just that he can't reach the extreme of Li Chang.

So many beatings that almost disintegrated the body, from the beginning of the practice to the present, step by step to survive, it is really not for nothing.

Jin Lanshan's philosophy of physical training is that it is better to be beaten at home than to be chopped into fat and thin scorpions after going out in despair and unwillingness.

With just one punch, Lao Qianhuang's skin cracked, and everything inside his torso had not recovered for a long time, and at this moment, it was directly shattered into powder, revealing his bones like gold stones and black jade.

Those disintegrated powders turned into monstrous mana by themselves, and turned into endless waves visible to the naked eye, directly submerging everything around them.

Yu Ziqing walked out step by step, ignoring the rush of monstrous magic power, and continued to go straight to the old emperor himself.

His eyes were burning with blood, and he was already infected with anger. He wanted to implement a reality with his own hands and beat the old emperor to death.

The second punch landed and hit the old emperor's face, directly breaking the old emperor's nasal bone at an extremely tricky angle, and then let the broken bone penetrate directly into the old emperor's head.

The old emperor let out a muffled snort, and when his strength spewed out, he heard bursts of explosions inside his head.

His fontanel door was wide open, and the primordial spirit was forced to escape from the physical body, turning into a streamer of light and flying away.

If he didn't escape, his weird strength and his nasal bone piercing straight into the sea of ​​consciousness would be enough to directly pierce and shatter his primordial spirit that has not yet broken through to the tenth level.

The old Qianhuang couldn't understand Yu Ziqing at this moment, but felt that the burning flame was like a gangrene, and even he couldn't suppress it.

Fighting Yu Ziqing, the anger is still burning.

But what really made him feel dangerous was not how strong Yu Ziqing was at the moment.

No matter how strong the opponent is, he is actually not too worried at the moment. As long as he cannot be killed in one blow, the balance of victory will always be on his side.

After he cultivated the way of the ancient gods, obtained the real body of the ancient gods, and acquired the mysterious charm, that's it.

The only thing he worried about at first was the tiger.

Only the guy with incredible strength, Tiger, could kill him in one blow.

After taking the first blow, he was relieved.

As he knew, the tiger's total power was indeed unbelievably strong, but unfortunately, most of the power was gone when the tiger made a move.

And just as he knew, the tiger was so powerful that he couldn't even control it.

If you can't kill him in one hit, then it's impossible.

But now, the old Qianhuang's calm state of mind, like stagnant water, began to ripple.

Because the power of Yu Ziqing's second blow was even stronger than the first blow.

The mystery contained in his ancient god avatar seemed to be useless.

Without this biggest reliance, he used the real body of the ancient god to clear the fight with Yu Zi who was showing the real body of the flame at this moment, and was pulled to the same level.

It is the master of the same level of physical training, and the traditional physical training has a high probability of not being the opponent of Jinlanshan physical training.

Old Qianhuang, a guy who started out with refining qi and refining gods, and later focused on the way of ancient gods, after the same level, why is Jin Lanshan's second strongest opponent in physical training?
Yu Ziqing was carrying out the reality with his own hands, and he just relied on two huge fists to land with one punch at a time.

Each time is stronger than the last time, the biggest reliance of the old Qianhuang is useless at all, because he is countless people.

On the mysterious level, different people and different powers are fighting against the old emperor every time.

The real body of the ancient god is constantly disintegrating and recovering. The pure strength fights, punching to the flesh. He is not the opponent of Yu Ziqing who has mastered many Jinlan secrets and has extremely rich experience in beating.

The Qi-refining power of the old Qianhuang was blasted out of his body, wandered out, filled the sky with mana, and merged with the primordial spirit that was blasted out earlier.

Transformed into the human form of the old emperor in the sky.

Lao Ganhuang's face sank like water, and he glanced at You Zhen, who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground. Another person should have died a long time ago, and he was recovering rapidly at this moment.

He also looked at the flames in the sky, where his real body of the ancient god was fighting Yu Ziqing to the death.

He had no way to fight steadily. At the moment when the ancient god Xuanao was useless, he had to find a way to break the situation, so as not to let things continue to fall into a deeper abyss.

He swayed, and the realm of myriad laws emerged, and his primordial spirit immediately began to break through to the tenth level.

Without the foundation of the body of the ancient god, it may be more difficult than before, but before he entered the way of the ancient god, he was already sure to enter the tenth level.

If he is not sure, no one in this world will be sure.

As soon as the breakthrough started, his primordial spirit began to connect with the way of refining the gods.

In the distance, Zhen Huang and Li Huang flew towards them from a high altitude.

They took a look and sat up, their heads still shaking slightly.

"Brother, how are you?"

"I can't die, I still have the strength to fight." You Zhen stood up, pinched the bones of his body, and restored them bit by bit, then stretched out his hands, and slowly pinched the crooked head back to its original position.

With the rush of blood, the overflowing blood retracted again, making him recover faster and faster.

With his feet on the ground at this moment, after borrowing Yu Ziqing's strength, he felt that his vitality was stronger than before, and between his breaths, it seemed that there was a trace of the power of a gold and iron horse, which was continuously helping him recover, allowing him to recover. A hint of gold and iron began to appear on his skin.

In Yu Ziqing's Taoist court, above the white mountain, a halo of light circulated, and an inexplicable mystery continued to fall into the earth along Yu Ziqing's body.

Those forces spread through You Zhen's ability to sort out the earth's energy, and in turn helped You Zhen recover.

The Baishan, the New World's earth atmosphere, and traveling earthquakes complement each other and form a positive cycle.

The deep sea around the new continent is dead quiet at the moment, the weirdness is gone, the ancient gods are gone, no one intervenes at all.

Zhenhuang, Lihuang, and You Zhen glanced at the sea of ​​fire battlefield, thinking to themselves that this battle is beyond their ability to intervene.

The real body of the ancient god is too disgusting for orthodox monks like them.

What they had to deal with was the energy of refining energy and the primordial spirit of the old Emperor Qianhuang who had been forcibly blasted out by Yu Ziqing.

In the void, the cliff god king, who was carrying a heavy load, looked back, as if he had glimpsed the battle in the center of the deep sea.

When he felt that the old Qianhuang's cultivation had begun to break through the tenth level, he laughed rarely.

The only time he laughed out loud recently.

He once thought about whether it was appropriate for him to cut his flesh continuously and throw it into the way of refining gods.

But after comprehensive consideration, he still feels that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and this is already the best way for him to take the initiative.

Now, he feels that his persistence these days is finally worth it.

Even if he is now in the state of watching a movie like the ancient gods, it would be best if all the people who fought in the New World died.

But in comparison, he had the same thoughts as the ancient gods. A lunatic like Lao Qianhuang, who can walk on the way of the ancient gods, will die no matter what.

If he had to choose, he would definitely choose this kind of lunatic who dares to do anything and is desperate for his goal.

Even the power that Yu Ziqing showed at this moment made him feel terrible.

But this kind of power didn't create a new one, and the Cliff God King was just afraid of Yu Ziqing himself.

Therefore, without much thought, the Cliff God King cut off another piece of flesh from his own way when the old Qianhuang's refining spirit was about to break through and one foot was about to step on the way of refining the spirit.

The weight this time is as high as the previous four or five times.

The part that was cut off was seized by the Cliff God King, like throwing a banana peel, and threw it at the old Emperor Qianhuang's feet at the moment when the old Emperor Qianhuang was about to fall.

From the perspective of the cliff god king, he saw that foot stepping on the most precious banana peel in the world.

No surprise, the old emperor slipped his foot.

In the induction of the old Emperor Qianhuang, his breakthrough was all in one go. It should have been a smooth thing, but at the last moment, it was just a little bit short.

The incompleteness artificially created by the cliff god king suddenly turned into a bigger flaw at that moment.

The flaw was really too big, the shortcoming was really too big, so big that when he broke through in one go, it was like bumping his head into the ceiling.

For him, the ceiling was already a piece of aluminum gusset plate. The moment he hit it, the piece he hit suddenly turned into a completely unfamiliar piece of thickened steel that was strong enough to prevent nuclear explosions.

He didn't knock the ceiling open, but hit his head badly.

His original soul, which was so solid that he was no different from himself, suddenly became slack, almost disintegrating its form.

At this time, Emperor Zhen, Emperor Li, and You Zhen had already arrived.

There are also tigers who are watching the excitement with their arms folded in the distance, it seems that they don't intend to intervene at all.

The tiger is indeed not going to intervene, he strictly abides by the rules, no matter what happens to the old emperor, he is now the current emperor, the tiger will not touch him.

Watching the excitement, just watching the excitement, even if his eyes were burning with anger, and the corners of his mouth were almost grinning to the ears, just like everyone else, he provided Yu Ziqing with strength.

Then he has been watching the excitement with his arms folded, and he didn't make a move, so no one can find fault.

The primordial spirit and mana of the old Qianhuang gathered into a long river, which continuously fell from the sky and returned to his ancient god avatar.

Yu Ziqing stopped in his tracks, quietly watching the old emperor become complete.

The more complete the better, the more complete, the more he can destroy all his vitality and hope at once.

The old Qianhuang knew that his refining god might not be able to break through, and the cliff god king would rather cut his flesh to prevent him from breaking through.

He dissipated his primordial spirit and sacrificed everything to himself.

He also melted the qi refining power that had just broken through to the tenth level, and sacrificed it to himself as well.

Everything was sacrificed, just to promote the way of the ancient gods that he is majoring in now.

It's just that when he began to borrow the national fortune of the Dagan God Dynasty and sacrifice the power of the God Dynasty, he finally felt the hindrance.

As the emperor, he began to slowly lose the mobilization of the power of the gods.

To carry out the country's destiny, he began to resist him, and the resistance became stronger and stronger.

His ears seemed to be filled with the voices of countless great officials.

"The new emperor saved us by sacrificing himself. We are grateful for the sacrifice of the new emperor, but what qualifications does the old emperor have to be the emperor again?"

"What old Emperor Qianhuang? That's an evil spirit. In the whole world, the biggest evil spirits, even those in the abyss, are not so evil."

"Father, isn't he the emperor? Why did he kill us? Who will pay him when we die?"

"Depose! We must find a way to depose the old emperor! We must not let him come back!"

"You can't die in the hands of our Emperor Daqian, you have to depose him before you die! Find a way!"

From the voices of the courtiers, to more, more, countless people.

It was the first time that the old Qianhuang had the deepest impression of how many Dagan people there were, and it might also be the first time he heard the voices of the lowest mortals.

Those countless tiniest voices, which he would never hear in his lifetime under normal circumstances, gathered into a torrent at this moment, allowing him to hear them.

That is the fate of the country, the fate of the country, resisting him as the emperor.

The power of countless ants gathered together, firmly grasping the power of the gods, holding back the great fortune of the country, and preventing the old emperor from using it.

Yu Ziqing looked at the old Emperor Gan, as if overlooking him.

"You'll never understand, and I don't want to explain it to you."

Taking a step forward, Yu Ziqing turned into a dump truck, got up from the ground, twisted his waist, and all his strength was concentrated in that punch at this moment.

The ancient and simple aura of the old Qianhuang became more and more intense. With his arms in front of him, it seemed that there was a world stagnant here.

Yu Ziqing's fist wrapped in flames landed, and Jin Lan's secret technique was unleashed, and all the strength blasted into Lao Ganhuang's body at this moment.

The terrifying power exploded from the inside out. This time, the power was even stronger than before.

The old god's real body instantly turned into a skeleton, just like the tiger's first attack.

The scattered powder was submerged by the anger, and it was burned into nothingness bit by bit, and slowly annihilated in the raging anger.

Yu Ziqing struck out with both fists in turn, one punch after another landed on the skeleton.

The skeleton began to crack and cracks appeared, and the lines that were originally covered and full of mysterious aura were slowly and forcefully hammered out.

The phantom of that one world also began to become more and more obvious.

Strength and anger continuously seeped into it, destroying it bit by bit.

One side is getting weaker and weaker, while the other side seems to have no limit, getting stronger and stronger, and the battle is no longer suspenseful.

Bang bang bang hammer sound, like a drum, constantly exploding.

In the huge skeleton eye sockets, the light began to dim slowly.

At this point, he could never be Yu Ziqing's opponent in pure hand-to-hand combat.

The old emperor felt that his goal was getting further and further away from him.

He could already foresee, even understand, that he would die at the hands of people he never cared about.

Yes, people, after he heard the voices of Daqian's countless people, he understood where he had lost.

Why didn't the sages who once faced the peak gods choose his current path.

Those sages who came from the most difficult years understand one thing best.

With no one left, victory is worthless.

The old god's real body became smaller and smaller, and Yu Ziqing's figure also became smaller.

When the old emperor returned to his normal size, with only a skeleton left, Yu Ziqing looked down at him with calm eyes.

"Do you know what kind of talent you have?

When the years and history are constantly changing, you are the only one who can jump out and know every change of the years.

The gods have a saying that time is always on the side of the gods.

And you were supposed to be the anchor that kept the situation in check and kept us from falling into a complete disadvantage.

Probably the only one, the most important anchor.

You live up to your talent.

I don't know how things are going to go, and I don't know how to get there.

But I'm pretty sure you're going in the wrong direction from the start. "

Lao Ganhuang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the next moment, Yu Ziqing's figure suddenly moved, and he punched Lao Ganhuang's skull directly.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the old emperor's bones, and his last skeleton began to crumble into powder.

Those powders fell into the anger and were continuously burned.

The old emperor opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The light in the eye sockets, after shining for the last time, completely dissipated as the skull crumbled into dust.

The powder all over the sky fell into the anger, and was continuously calcined by the anger, annihilated and dissipated.

The last consciousness of the old emperor was smashed, burned, and completely annihilated by the endless emotions in the anger.

The burning anger on Yu Ziqing's body slowly faded away, leaving only the anger that replaced the hair, still soaring upwards, connecting heaven and earth.

Yu Zi stood quietly on the spot, filled with anger, which also began to dissipate.

Suddenly, his expression changed, he looked at the sky filled with anger, and stretched out his hand to make a move.

In the midst of the anger, countless dust that cannot be burned by the anger continue to gather.

Slowly, the dust gathered into an anchor amidst the anger.

There is also a flame pattern on the surface of the anchor-like thing.

In the midst of anger, the more it burns, the more solid the anchor will be, and it won't move.

Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand, grasped the anchor, and instantly understood the origin of this thing and why it was not destroyed by anger.

This is the last thing left by the old emperor, his last wish.

Even if he died, even if it was the last moment, the last thing he cared about was still his goal.

At the last moment, he even sacrificed his own way of the ancient gods, just to preserve his talent, and turned into this anchor.

His last anger, anger at himself, merged into the anchor.

Of those endless anger directed at the old emperor, the only thing that can be [-]% sure and absolutely indestructible is naturally the anger towards the old emperor.

Even this trace of anger was contributed by the old emperor himself.

A treasure forged by anger appeared.

Yu Ziqing held the anchor in his hand, and he no longer knew what to do with the old emperor who was beaten to death.

He put away the anchor and watched the anger that burned the entire sky begin to dissipate slowly.

Emperor Zhen, Emperor Li, You Zhen, and Tiger descended one by one.

Yu Ziqing bowed his hands to several people, and before he could speak, he saw that several people directly avoided the salute.

Then several people bowed to him in unison.

"There is Lao Dui Huang."

Yu Ziqing was still about to say something, but he saw a force added to him. The tiger's strength supported him, making him stand still, and he was not allowed to return the gift.

It's not easy for Yu Ziqing to break free directly, even if he has this ability at this moment.

He could only look at the tiger with a solemn face, and saluted respectfully.

"This is what it should be. All of us have to thank you. If you hide, you will look down on me."

Once the tiger said this, it was even harder for Yu Ziqing to avoid it, so he could only accept these great gifts.

After thanking the gift, the tiger stretched out a hand, put it on his head, and gently pulled it out, pulling out the last scene he saw, the memory about the anchor, and pinching it directly in his hand .

Then he looked at Emperor Zhen, Emperor Li, and You Zhen.

"In the last scene, the two of you were too weak to keep such a secret."

"I've already mastered the life-destroying treasure technique, isn't it okay?"

"It's not safe enough, I can only guarantee that when I stand here, no one can peep at that scene.

But I can't guarantee whether this secret will be taken out after leaving here. "

Li Huang, who was about to say something, immediately shut his mouth.

Tiger looked at Yu Ziqing.

"Remember, except yourself, no one is allowed to know, no one is allowed to see."

The three of them cooperated with the tiger, directly pulled out the memory of the anchor, and watched as their memories of that scene were directly annihilated in the tiger's palm.

So far, as long as Yu Ziqing doesn't tell, no one in the world will know the origin of that anchor.

It was rare for Yu Ziqing to see the tiger so solemn that he would not let him go, so he decisively shut his mouth.

He looked out of the New World, the chaotic deep sea.

At this moment, the deep sea is so quiet that there is no weirdness, and there is no trace of the ancient god.

Even if the battle was over and the old Emperor Gan had fallen, there was still no movement. Yu Ziqing didn't know what else the ancient god was going to do.

Thinking of the anchor he put away, Yu Ziqing realized that he might have to rely on this thing in the future to give the ancient god a small surprise.

(End of this chapter)