Chapter 217 Changes
His two buttocks were trembling, and he was constantly soaked with sweat, but he did not dare to make any unnecessary movements.
The old man snorted coldly, waved his sleeve, and a cold flying sword flew out from the sleeve, killing the monster a hundred miles away.
After doing all this, the old man still didn't look back or look at the shivering official on the ground, with a biting cold tone in his voice.
"It's useless. In that case, you should go with him and die!"
The third-grade official was so worried that he hurriedly explained: "My lord, I really don't blame the official! No one dares to get involved in the battle between those two monsters, he, he, he...their strength is extremely terrifying!!"
The old man exudes a domineering aura, approaching the unlucky Shangguan of the Baiguan City Palace.
The responsibility for losing soil cannot be erased, and no matter how cunning you are, you will not be able to defend yourself.
From this point of view, the decision of the Palace Master of Baiguan City to escape was extremely correct. Faced with the reality that the situation was stronger than others, he did not hesitate to abandon his official position and leave anonymously.
It saved me a physical disaster.
As Da Chen's National Preceptor, and also the person directly responsible for the aftermath of the Prime Minister's high-level Qi Master battle, the National Preceptor has the initiative to kill enemies on the spot.
However, he did not kill indiscriminately. When the spiritual power in his body covered the head of the third-grade official, he said lightly: "Strong? Can you be stronger than me?"
The national master is not arrogant. The last famous incarnation of the great power in the human race was a story eight hundred years ago.
He was able to break through the heaven-human barrier at the age of only 208 years old, successfully passed through the life-and-death barrier, broke through and became the first-level god-transformation power, and has obtained the qualification to walk sideways on this continent.
Even an older generation of gods like Abi would not dare to say that he can compare to the current old master.
He was able to meet the leader of Da Chen as a commoner when he was still young, and gradually rose to become the pinnacle Heavenly Master, and established the Tianshi Mansion to help Da Chen establish the country, which has its own background.
It was his adventure in the cave when he was young that allowed him to acquire the inheritance of the Yitian Sect!
Since it is known as inheritance, there is naturally no shortage of various resources and magical abilities, and ordinary gods cannot be compared with the national master.
Behind him, there is an entire Da Chen to rely on!
Although low-level qi masters and ordinary people are of no use in the battle with the power of transforming gods, the national master has a secret method that can turn people's hearts to his own use and use magic techniques that are superior to his own.
In other words, now that he is in the initial stage of becoming a god, he can already use the spells in the Yitian Sect that can only be used in the intermediate level of becoming a god!
This is also the reason why he relies on the royal family and is willing to submit to others.
I think back when he was weak, the Imperial Preceptor relied on the popular will of the people under the jurisdiction of Lord Chen, and would always leapfrog his rank and kill him!
Today, it is no exception!
No matter who those two demons of unknown origin were, they would not be able to reach the first level of god transformation.
Under his own intermediate-level god-transformation method, he will surely be wiped out in ashes.
No wonder the National Master is so confident, because there has been no intermediate-level god-like being in the world for more than a thousand years.
At this stage, everyone is scrambling to qualify for ascension.
Hearing the proud tone of the Imperial Master, the officials present were not slow to react, and they all shouted: "The boss will enjoy eternal blessings and be powerful throughout the world!!"
After three calls, the majestic momentum rises in the wind and rides away.
The nearby creatures who were lucky enough to survive walked out of their hiding places tremblingly, listening to the slogans in the wind, and then realized that the imperial court had sent people to deal with the aftermath.
The silent mountain forest stagnated for a while, and finally the thought of escape erupted.
Now that the imperial court's reinforcements have arrived, it means that the fight between the two killing gods should finally stop, right?
Everyone, we are saved!!
Whether it is animals, birds, demons or ghosts, human beings are all jumping for joy from the bottom of their hearts at this moment. They have never found the officials of the Chen court so pleasing to the eye.
But they have forgotten the fact that when the battle was in full swing just now, the imperial court didn't even give a shit.
The old man with white hair and beard nodded slightly, put his five fingers together, held the body of the third-grade official he had just killed in the air, and ordered his left and right:
"Let's give him a grand burial."
"yes!"
Without the eyesore, the atmosphere at the scene finally became peaceful.
This time, the two cities of Baiguan and Heishui were completely wiped out. The battle spread thousands of miles away, the earth broke apart, and the blame for the earthquake and tsunami could not be shouldered on their shoulders at last. However, they began to spontaneously appreciate the superior skills of the Imperial Master.
Shao Qing, the old Imperial Master stroked his beard, raised his head slightly, and hummed softly: "Huh?"
What's strange is that the 'Nine Directions Soul-Chasing Life-Destroying Sword' that was activated by extracting the power of the three nearby provinces just now is a great magic power that can only be used by intermediate gods.
Logically speaking, it should pursue the suspicious guy it just observed from a hundred miles away, stab him to death, cut off his head and bring him back to life.
Why is it that several breaths have passed now, but there is no reaction?
However, he had not thought about the possibility of the spell failing. As soon as he took action, he felt that this move with the same power would be impossible for him to take.
In other words, his attack power can easily break through his own defense.
If you push yourself against others, it is unlikely that there will be an elementary god in this world who can resist this attack.
However, he forgot to think about what he would do if the other party was not the first-level god.
The sword energy roared, evolving into a spiritual energy as spacious as the ocean, constantly besieging the human figure trapped in it.
Linard moved his neck and made a clicking sound.
The battle with Russell had just ended, and while he was summing up, a sword shadow suddenly flew from the distant horizon, striking him with thousands of horizontal and vertical blows!
However, after reaching his level, let alone being able to reflect nearby movements at any time in the sea of consciousness, it is impossible to be surprised.
Even if he was really distracted and was accidentally stabbed by the flying sword, the only result would be a few white spots on his skin.
It is impossible to be physically harmed.
However, no matter how annoying the flying sword was, it was very annoying. Linard waved his hand casually and hit the flying sword body in the sky full of light and shadow, making a "crunching" sound that was heart-breaking.
The sword energy turned into rain and gradually dimmed, revealing the simple wooden sword inside.
At this moment, the wood chips near the sword blade were flying everywhere, and they were beaten to pieces and lost their spirituality.
Linard bent his hand and held the wooden sword in his hand.
This sword is also an inheritance of the Yitian Sect. It is regarded as the jewel in the palm of the Imperial Master and is practiced every day to retain the divine soul.
Now that he knew that the person who had a hold on him was someone he should not mess with, he immediately became silent and cautious, making no move to resist.
He flipped the wooden sword back and forth casually and looked at it for a few times. Linnard raised his head, his pupils did not change at all, and he saw the national master in the distance with his hands behind his back, as if he were an expert in this world.
The old Imperial Master already felt a little bit strange. He pinched the sword secret, and the spiritual power surged into the void, but there was no news as if everything had disappeared into the sea.
"Weird..."
The old man muttered to himself, and with a loud bang, he directly summoned the help from the seven provinces, mixed it with his own spiritual power, and activated the Sword Control Technique against his life, but no reaction was seen.
Cold sweat could not help but slowly drip from his forehead.
"How...how could it be like this? Could it be that I broke through and became a fake god?"
Within the territory of Dachen, tens of millions of mortals from the seven nearby provinces suddenly felt their bodies become slightly weak, and a sword light flashed past their eyes.
Even the officials waiting nearby happened to have a similar situation.
However, they didn't quite know the reason. They were all powerful Qi practitioners themselves, so there was basically no loss if they borrowed a little bit of Qi.
Therefore, apart from feeling that the aura of the Imperial Master seemed to have dropped a bit, there were no other abnormalities.
"What...are you looking for?"
Linard stretched out his right hand, tapped his index finger on the Imperial Master's shoulder, and asked.
"You you you!!!"
The reaction of the national master was not unpleasant. As soon as the sea of consciousness and spiritual sense surged into a shocking wave, he quickly flashed towards the west and moved hundreds of meters away in an instant.
But it was all in vain. With Linard's nerve reaction speed and ability to control the wind, he still fought closely behind him and kept silent.
The Imperial Master's sweat suddenly soaked his vest, and he knew that he had encountered real trouble.
Many officials were dumbfounded. Based on their observation skills, they could only see the Imperial Master jumping up and down and moving crazily within a hundred meters.
Linnard's speed is too fast, and his thinking speed is even advanced. He can often predict the movements of the national division one step in advance, so he can move first.
So others still don't know what happened.
"Guo... national master, who is this?"
The person who wears the three-pin crown on his head is usually the lord of a province, with great power in his hands, and a person who speaks the right words.
Now I am so troubled by this bad thing that I can only pretend to be a grandson with my tail between my legs. However, now that I see the Imperial Master starting to 'perform' as if no one else is around, I can't help but start discussing quietly with others.
"Not sure."
The other person was slightly chubby and stared intently at the insane Imperial Master as he walked back and forth. What he was thinking in his mind was: 'If the Divine Imperial Master loses control at this juncture, which way should I take to escape to a neighboring country?
Woolen cloth?'
What is different from others is that the Imperial Master can clearly detect that someone is always clinging to him. No, it can even be said that he is clinging to that person involuntarily!
The controllability and strange speed of this hand instantly made him understand that the gap between him and that person was like a ravine in the sky.
"God, God, please stop, I'm exhausted!"
As a god-level qi refiner, although the national master looks old on the outside, he is extremely energetic on the inside. The reason why he is asking for help is to see that the person who can tease him in this way has probably reached the stage of the legendary immortal god.
Even though he was arrogant and arrogant, he did not dare to show off in front of the gods and kept begging for mercy.
Chapter completed!