Chapter 239: No Descendants
Taoli Mountain.
The third heaven, under the ancient peach tree.
Zuo Qiuling's burly body stood proudly, his expression solemn, looking down at Beicheng: "The Blood Hand Seal Magic Armor is a ninth-grade hundred-character weapon. Although it is rare in Lingxiao's habitat, it has appeared on some evil magic masters. It is not a big problem."
"But what about that thunder seal just now? That thing has a very complicated origin."
now.
The morning sun melts the morning mist into golden clouds, sprinkling across the entire city.
But Yin Jun still felt cold all over, and had not recovered from the shock just now: "Isn't it for your Zuoqiu Sect? If he didn't want to rescue the talented people surrounded in the governor's mansion, how could he have provoked Ge Xiantong and exposed this important weapon when he had already escaped?"
Zuoqiu Ling sighed, "Old Li, calm down. I know you have been worried. Don't worry, after the Qianlong Lantern Festival, Zuoqiu Sect will definitely protect him with all its strength. He is a good boy, and I will remember your friendship. But, aren't we discussing the origin of the seal now? I feel like you don't know anything about this thing."
Yin Jun certainly understood the consequences of the young man holding a heavy weapon.
But as the leader's disciple, it's not surprising that he has such a trump card.
He asked, "What clues did you find?"
Zuo Qiu Ling said: "I have some guesses in my mind, but I can't be sure. I need to find the ancestor to confirm. I feel that it is very similar to one of the four seals in the Lei Xiao Sect's legend, the Purple Thunder Seal."
"It is said that each of the four seals is a Wan Zi device, which was lost in the battle between the founder of Lei Xiao Sect and Wu Tianzi. Thousands of years later, Lei Xiao Sect only found the red and blue seals."
Yinjun also had such a guess in his mind, and thought that the Purple Thunder Seal was most likely in the hands of Kui Shou all the time, and was later passed on to Li Weiyi.
But he said, "It's just a resemblance! Besides, we are a great ancient tribe, what does a Wan Zi Qi mean to us? Every tribe of the Jiuli tribe has such a tribe-guarding weapon. It's reasonable for my Jiuli Hidden Sect to take out a Wan Zi Qi for the Shen Yin people to use temporarily, right?"
"Are you planning to expose his identity as the hidden god of the Jiuli tribe?" Zuoqiu Ling asked.
Compared to the top disciple, what does the status of a hidden god mean? "Anyway, if the immortal giants of the Lei Xiao Sect come looking for you, the Zuoqiu Sect will take care of it."
Yinjun stood up and prepared to go down the mountain.
"It's no problem to carry it... Lao Li, I'm also worried about the current situation. I'm afraid Hong Ting and Lan Cheng will follow in Qing Yin's footsteps, but rules are rules, so don't get involved." Zuo Qiu Ling reminded sternly.
"Got it! Remember to tell Lei Xiao Sect that the seal is my war treasure. Let them come directly to me, immortals against immortals, young generation against young generation. If they don't follow the rules, don't blame me, Jiuli Hidden Sect, for using all my strength to kill Lei Xiao Sect's young generation for sixty years."
"Tell all forces that those who do not follow the rules will have no descendants."
The "hou" here refers to future generations.
In Yinjun's opinion, Li Weiyi would be seriously injured in the battle with Ge Xiantong, and would lose the strength to continue competing in the Qianlong Lantern Festival, so he would have to leave the city quickly.
But leaving the city is equally dangerous.
In this Qianlong Lantern Festival, the younger generation of the Jiuli tribe showed the heritage and style of an ancient tribe, washing away the shame of the past decade. When the news spread back to Lizhou, it would definitely shock many people.
but……
The strength displayed was somewhat too overbearing. There were several inheritors, overshadowing the millions of sects.
The Hermit King seemed calm, but he was actually under great pressure. He was ready to use the Hermit Ancestor's Order immediately to ask several ancient hermits to come out and protect the way. You can't put all your life and property on Zuoqiu Menting. You have to be strong yourself before you can forge iron.
"Fortunately, his magic energy is of low grade, and his battle intention is ten feet higher than that of martial artists at the same level, which conceals his true cultivation level. His current performance can be called amazing, but it is not enough to make people associate too much with it." Yin Jun thought to himself.
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On the fifth heaven, a giant of the Longsheng Realm of the Deformed Race from Longmen, who was six or seven meters tall, had the characteristics of four dragons on his body, and the sea of clouds rolled up when he breathed in and out. He said, "The fifth level of the Five Seas Realm has such fighting power, and he was able to escape from Ge Xiantong. I'm afraid this boy will be selected as a true dragon by the Du'e Temple."
"He only has two heavy weapons, one for attack and one for defense. His actual combat power is still a step away from that of the inheritor. He is very strong! But he has not opened up an absolute gap with the three young emperors. He is still far from being appointed as a true dragon."
A giant of the Longevity Realm of the demon clan laughed and said, "You have all overlooked the most important issue. His last name is Li, not Li, nor Zuoqiu. Whether he can grow up is a big unknown."
"You left too fast!"
A white-faced, beardless, immortal-level tycoon in the imperial court flipped through Li Weiyi's information and said, "He thinks he has extraordinary talent and consumes his own foundation at will. His realm is improving very quickly and rapidly, but he can't last long. Such a genius always appears every few hundred years, but most of them don't have a good ending. They either go crazy and die young, or gradually become mediocre in the Dao Seed Realm."
The older generation of strong men naturally valued this young emperor-level prodigy very much, but they also saw several fatal flaws in Li Weiyi.
Not being a descendant of a prominent family or a noble one was a huge variable in his growth process.
Who will do everything to protect?
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Luan Sheng Lin You, wearing a flowing silver mask and with his hands behind his back, stood on the top of the tower where Li Weiyi had stood before, looking at the governor's mansion and at the defeated imperial martial artists in the distance.
Zuoqiuhong, Cangli, Zhu Yibai and Li Jiufu were like four sharp knives, leading people to kill the opponents from four different directions.
The troops at Zuoqiumen were deployed in battle array, like four rushing torrents, well organized.
In contrast, the imperial court was like a pile of loose sand, which would collapse at the first blow.
Chen Ziliang, the best fighter in Lintai, failed to organize an effective resistance and was killed and fled by Zuoqiuhong.
Luan Sheng Lin You thought secretly in his heart, if he faced these four people from the Far West Ashes Region, how should he respond?
Qi Jin returned and reported in detail.
Luan Sheng Lin You's bright and charming eyes smiled, and he understood immediately: "So this is what three long howls mean! I was wondering, why not two, or four?"
"We will attack together in three quarters of an hour... You can learn this trick."
Qi Jin said: "That guy is too difficult to deal with. Even Ge Xiantong can't handle him. Compared with Zuoqiu Hong, Cangli, and Zhu Yibai, I think it is more imperative to get rid of him during the Qianlong Lantern Festival."
"The fact that you can think about things this way shows that you are better than Hua Yuzi in vision and ability."
Luan Shenglin said: "I'll leave this matter to you. You must kill him before his injury recovers. You have the Divine Moon Mirror in your hand, which is enough to break his blood handprint magic armor."
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"Don't chase too hastily. Let Zuoqiu Menting kill more of the imperial court's martial artists."
Tang Wanqiu rode in a silver-white chariot with a hundred-character scripture on it and gave orders to the martial artists of Snow Sword Tang Ting.
Yin Suwen, the descendant of the Demon King, shuttled over the eaves, folded his wings, flew down, and rushed into the car.
After listening to his report, Tang Wanqiu's eyes widened, and it took a long time for him to calm down: "No wonder... No wonder the layout of the court was broken so quickly, it turns out that Ge Xiantong was led away! How can Chen Ziliang be a match for Zuo Qiuhong?"
"That's not right. Does Li Weiyi have three heads and six arms? How dare he do that?"
Tang Wanqiu believed that he was invincible in the seven northern states, but despite his overwhelming combat power, he still did not dare to fight Ge Xiantong alone.
Yin Su asked, "He doesn't have three heads and six arms, but he has countless tricks and two heavy weapons. In addition, it has been confirmed that the seven strange insects that Li Weiyi has are of the Junhou level. When fighting with Ge Xiantong, one of them released the aura of a martial artist in the immortal realm. It should be an illusion caused by the bloodline of the Junhou level strange insect."
Tang Wanqiu slapped his knee heavily and said, "He has a talent of a young emperor, and he also has seven marquis-level strange insects... If Zuoqiu Menting married Zuoqiu Hong to him and tied him to his chariot, with two emperors in one family, he would definitely be able to get the support of Du'e Temple. Is this really destiny?"
Seeing Tang Wanqiu's rare cursing, Yin Suwen couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sir, there's no need to be so discouraged. I don't know if the two of them can live until the Lantern Festival. Now, all parties have regarded Zuoqiu Clan as their number one enemy!"
Tang Wanqiu was worried: "I have a feeling that Li will not die! Every once in a while, his cultivation and combat power increase dramatically. To be honest, I am very afraid of him at the moment. I actually want to make friends with him instead of being his enemy. Neither Ge Xiantong nor Luansheng Linyou can give me this feeling."
Yin Su asked: "Perhaps it is because the Snow Sword Tang Court is destined to be enemies with the imperial court and the Far West Ashes Region, but has no conflicts of interest with the Jiuli tribe far in the south."
Tang Wanqiu nodded gently: "Make friends with those far away and attack those near! The Jiuli tribe is the only ancient tribe in Lingxiao. It is mysterious and has an extraordinary heritage. Just look at the strength and spirit shown by the younger generation. You can tell that the apparent weakness is just a way of survival in troubled times. The unknown darkness must be a huge abyss. It seems that we should take advantage of the Qianlong Lantern Festival to make good friends with the Jiuli tribe."
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South city, the Attendant's Palace Yamen.
Jiang Ning and Feng Yin stood on the top floor of the vermilion tower, looking at the cloud of magical energy rolling towards the south.
The shocking news of the battle between Li Weiyi and Ge Xiantong has arrived, causing an uproar in the entire government office.
Zhuang Yue quickly climbed the tower, with mixed feelings in her eyes, and reported the news from the north to the two of them in detail.
Feng Yin sucked in a breath of cold air. Only the masters of the imperial court knew how terrifying Ge Xiantong was. He was then extremely confused: "He had clearly escaped, so how did he run into Lord Ge again?"
Jiang Ning was wearing the official robe of the governor of the state, with his sleeves as long as clouds tied behind his back. His eyes were as cold as ice. "He deliberately went to Ge Xiantong to create a chance for Zuoqiu Hongting and the others to escape. He simply doesn't know how to live or die."
Feng Yin was a little worried: "Master Jiang, forgive me for being blunt, you must not regard Li Weiyi as a fool who doesn't know how to live or die. This is too much of an underestimation! This man is extremely smart, and he has the advantage of time and place. If we only look at the younger generation, he is definitely one of the best opponents in the court."
Jiang Ning didn't want to say more about this matter: "Activate all the formations! Beat the war drums, call back all the martial artists in South City, and prepare for the battle."
"Fight against whom?"
Feng Yin asked blankly, not seeing the enemy.
Jiang Ning said: "Since Zuoqiu Hongting broke out from the direction of the imperial court, she must want to defeat the imperial court to break the impasse. This is her only way to survive. She wanted to fight strong with strong and survive in a desperate situation, but unfortunately she met me. She is destined to be defeated outside the Attendant's Palace."
(End of this chapter)
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