<="kj_n">><="">The brilliant light of the Unsealer
spread from the ancient square, instantly spreading within a thousand feet, and an indescribable strong and strange wave swept across, forcing everyone to retreat at a very fast speed!
Wang Jie used the Yuhong Sword to shield herself, but she continued to retreat, because the momentum spreading from Ximen Zun was too amazing, even if he had the Yuhong Sword, he could not resist it.
Ye Wuque paused, although he didn't know why the Tianlian Demon Spear suddenly appeared in front of Ximen Zun and saved his life, but it was obviously a good thing!
Fang He had dragged Tie Youxia aside before, and even opened his mouth and threw a Huitian Pill into it.
In addition, the disciples of the Cangjian Tomb and the people of the Qingming Three Sects who were fighting fiercely were also forced to retreat at this moment, because the surging waves were too amazing, and they had to retreat!
Yu Jiaoxue and Feng Caichen also retreated, but they had no time to be distracted, because the Tianlan puppet was always chasing them.
At the top of the imperial palace, Ji Qingque stared at the center of the light, with a strong sense of shock, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness flashing in his eyes!
Buzz!
After a few breaths, the brilliant light suddenly disappeared, and a tall figure appeared, it was Ximen Zun!
At this moment, Ximen Zun stood tall, and his body was surging with a fierce and fierce meaning that he had never had before, and it was accompanied by a sense of weirdness. In his right hand, he was holding the Tianlian Demon God Spear!
With the golden spear in hand, Ximen Zun's eyes were slightly closed at this moment, and a strange expression appeared on his resolute face.
It seemed that he was reminiscing, and it seemed that he was sighing, which was extremely complicated and inexplicable.
"Haha, this kid is lucky. He actually encountered the legacy of his ancestors. It seems that he is the descendant of the bloodline of the original owner of this top-grade spiritual weapon."
Just when Ye Wuque felt doubtful, Kong's voice slowly sounded in his heart.
"Legacy from ancestors? Descendants of bloodline? Kong, are you saying..."
Although Kong only said one sentence, the words contained a lot of information, which made Ye Wuque's thoughts churn.
“Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, the original owner of this top-grade spiritual weapon should be a high-ranking figure of the Tianlan Zhenzong in the past, maybe one of the four elders or maybe the sect master. Before the demise of the Tianlan Zhenzong, this top-grade spiritual weapon was stored here, and the power of blood was sealed inside it. No one can possess this top-grade spiritual weapon unless they are descendants of his bloodline.”
“And the ancient square where you are standing now has already been engraved with an inscription. It has powerful power that can keep the square from being damaged, and it is also waiting for the descendants of the bloodline of the original owner of this top-grade spiritual weapon to come. The blood of that kid just dripped onto the square, triggering the inscription and also activating that top-grade spiritual weapon.”
Having said this, Kong paused before continuing, “In fact, the Emperor Mountain can appear in the world, if nothing unexpected happens, because of that kid. He must have touched some mechanism before that allowed the Emperor Mountain to see the light of day again.”
Ye Wuque’s expression kept changing, and finally he showed a hint of emotion.
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" "It seems that Senior Brother Ximen is really extraordinary. The ruins of Tianlan Zhenzong are a chance for him!"
Under Kong's guidance, Ye Wuque finally understood everything.
He also knew why Ji Qingque failed to refine it before, because the Tianlian Demon God Spear already had a master, and it was not something he could refine at all.
In the distance, Ximen Zun stood with a spear in his hand, but his mind was still echoing everything that happened when he held the Tianlian Demon God Spear before!
At that moment, an old voice echoed in Ximen Zun's mind!
"I am Ximen Jinglei, one of the four great elders of Tianlan Zhenzong. I left my weapon, Tianlian Yaoshen Spear, here and set a blood seal so that my descendants can open it. It can be regarded as a little gift from me to my descendants..."
This voice shocked Ximen Zun. He came from the Ximen family in Zhongzhou. The scale was not small, and he was also a powerful person. When he was young, he had seen the tablets enshrined in his ancestral hall, but he had never seen the name Ximen Jinglei.
Obviously, there was a little-known story about the ancestor of the Ximen family in the past.
But no matter what, he was able to get this top-grade spiritual weapon, proving that he was indeed the descendant of Ximen Jinglei and was connected by blood.
Suppressing the emotion in his heart, Ximen Zun slowly opened his eyes, looked at the golden spear in his hand, but his deep eyes slowly flashed, and whispered to himself.
“Everything here should end…”
As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the disciples of the three Qingming sects changed!
Only Ximen Zun himself knew what kind of terrible power he possessed at this moment. As a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Tianlian Demon God Spear has now become his weapon. Although it has only been successfully refined initially, the power that can be mobilized is amazing!
Swish!
Ximen Zun suddenly moved, and the golden spear in his hand stabbed the Tianlan puppet that was entangled with Yu Jiaoxue in the distance!
The next time, a hundred-foot silver spear light appeared out of nowhere, sweeping across the eight directions like a lotus, with terrifying waves shaking the earth, and rushed straight to the Tianlan puppet!
With a click, the Tianlan puppet was covered by the hundred-foot spear light, and then Shattered into dust all over the ground!
With one shot, a Tianlan puppet comparable to the late stage of the spirit realm was completely shattered!
Then Ximen Zun did the same thing, and with another shot, another Tianlan puppet that was fighting with Feng Caichen was blasted into another pair of dust!
After this scene happened, the world became silent.
All the disciples of the three Qingming sects had earthy faces, and looked at Ximen Zun with a trace of uncontrollable terror!
How can we fight this?
Ximen Zun got the Tianlian Demon God Spear, which had an extremely overwhelming power, and the victory or defeat was clear.
On the top of the imperial palace, Ji Qingque's veins were bulging all over his body at this moment, staring at Ximen Zun with extreme resentment, but in the end it turned into a hint of fear!
"No! I can't stay here any longer, otherwise there will be only one way to die! I must escape! Then I will slowly plan it. I don't believe that this world can always be isolated from the outside world. As long as I hold on, Meixing God Lord will definitely be able to open this place and save me out! "
At this moment, Ji Qingque was finally scared, and he wanted to escape!
However, he could no longer escape!
Because Ye Wuque had already turned around, activated the Dragon Soaring Technique, and rushed towards the Imperial Palace again!
"After such a long battle, Brother Ximen, it's time to end it all."
Ye Wuque's voice spread and reached Ximen Zun's ears. He shook the golden spear in his hand, and the void burst into space cracks, as if it could not bear this terrible power.
Ximen Zun knew that Yu Jiaoxue and Feng Caichen had completely withdrawn at this moment, and they were brazenly killing the disciples of the three Qingming sects who were fighting with the nine people in the Cangjian Tomb!
With the addition of these two extremely powerful masters, combined with the sword formation of the Cangjian Tomb, the fate of those disciples of the three Qingming sects can be imagined!
As for Ji Qingque... Ximen Zun smiled slightly. Since Ye Wuque had gone, Ji Qingque would have no way to survive. As
for Ximen Zun himself, his deep eyes looked at Wang Jie who was standing in the distance with a sword, and slowly surged with murderous intent!
"Wang Jie...die!"
With only these four faint words, Ximen Zun moved!
Wang Jie was already in a state of confusion at this moment. She had not expected that things would develop into this. Ximen Zun came with a gun, and the boiling killing intent was like a wave. She could not escape even if she wanted to!
Only a fight could perhaps earn a glimmer of life!
Wang Jie waved the Yuhong Sword in her hand, and with a flash of determination in her eyes, she slashed at Ximen Zun with a sword!
If it was before this, Wang Jie's sword would be extremely powerful, and the power of the lower-grade spiritual weapon would be enough for her to sweep all the cultivators of the same level.
But at this moment, in Ximen Zun's eyes, it was so ridiculous!
Swish!
With a shake of his right hand, the Tianlian Demon God Spear in Ximen Zun's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light. The ten-foot-long spear body struck the void like a golden dragon, and the silver lotus spear head burst into a little cold light, and there was an indescribable demonic beauty contained in it!
The next moment, the Yuhong Sword and the Tianlian Demon God Spear came into close combat!
Dingdang!
After hearing a clanging sound, half of the crystal clear sword flew out of the air and fell to the ground!
Wang Jie's delicate body instantly began to tremble rapidly. Her right hand held the hilt of the Yuhong Sword that had been destroyed by the Tianlian Demon God Spear, but her right hand tightly grasped the golden spear that had already pierced her heart!
Her exquisite and beautiful face became a little hideous at this moment, and blood kept flowing from the corners of her mouth. Something seemed to be flashing in Wang Jie's cool and cold eyes. She seemed to want to say something, but she no longer had the chance.
Tsk!
Ximen Zun pulled back the Tianlian Demon God Spear, and Wang Jie immediately fell to the ground, blood flowing. After a few breaths, she no longer moved and turned into a beautiful corpse.
On the top of the Imperial Palace, Ji Qingque's face became extremely ugly, because he found that he had no way to retreat!
Ye Wuque appeared dozens of feet away from him, with a pair of bright eyes full of murderous intent, and his aura firmly locked him!
"Ye Wuque! You dare to kill me? Who are you? Are you worthy of killing me? If you dare to touch me, Qingming Palace will grind you to ashes, and my master will never let you go!"
Knowing that the situation was hopeless and death was imminent, Ji Qingque finally began to shout wildly!
"Your master? Are you talking about Jun Shanlie?"
Standing tall, Ye Wuque slowly opened his mouth after hearing Ji Qingque's words.
The pair of bright eyes suddenly became as cold as ten thousand years of black ice!
"Yes! It's the son of God Jun Shanlie! Ye Wuque, you'd better let me go, otherwise my master..."
"Shut up! Jun Shanlie actually accepted a disciple like you. It's really sad for him. It seems that his eyes were indeed destroyed by me in that battle. He doesn't know how to judge people and accepts trash."
Ye Wuque's words interrupted Ji Qingque's shouting, and when they reached his ears, Ji Qingque's face changed immediately!
Then Ji Qingque stared at Ye Wuque, as if he remembered something!
As Jun Shanlie's apprentice, he knew some stories circulating in Qingming Palace, some of which were true and some were false.
But there was one thing that Ji Qingque knew was absolutely true, which was related to Jun Shanlie!
His master had fought a battle with a cultivator of the same age in Dongtu ten years ago, but was completely defeated. His mind and will were almost shaken and lost, and he was almost beaten to death on the spot!
This also became the only stain in Jun Shanlie's life.
No one dared to mention this matter in Qingming Palace, but Ji Qingque knew it.
"Ye Wuque... Ye Wuque... Ye... Ye... Dongtu... You... It's you!"
Ji Qingque trembled all over after repeatedly muttering Ye Wuque's name. He finally understood why Jun Shanlie would never forget Ye Wuque!
It turned out that Ye Wuque was the man back then!
The next moment, Ji Qingque looked at Ye Wuque with an indescribable fear in his eyes!
However, what greeted Ji Qingque's fearful eyes was a dazzling giant fist galloping in all directions!
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