Lord of Deception

Yu Ziqing set foot on the New World, and his head was burning with rage, as if he was connected to the entire world behind him.擓

At this moment, on the east side of the New Continent, on the Fudo Continent that even Lao Qianhuang ignored, there were wisps of burning anger, turning into a long red river and blending into the ocean of anger.

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

When he was killed once, as if all hope was knocked down into the endless darkness of the abyss in an instant, his magical power of blood rebirth that he had never used, a magical power that had almost been forgotten by Yu Ziqing, finally, the first played a role.

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

That fire is enough to burn through everything, and nothing can extinguish it.

In the wrath of Da Dui back then, Ji Meng's anger could not be extinguished even if he borrowed exotic treasures and caused the Milky Way to fall to the ground. Compared to this moment, it was just a fuse that caused the fire.

At that time, Yu Ziqing only lured it away, incorporated it into his body, and turned it into a red ape. It has been burning like this, and it has not been extinguished until now.擓

Lao Qianhuang's actions turned into firewood soaked in kerosene piled in everyone's heart.

The old sheep just blew a gentle breath, and the breath followed the wind and turned into a strong wind that stirred up the world, surpassing the strong wind layer, and blew the ignited fire more and more vigorously.

Yu Ziqing swallowed the page, swallowed the fire directly, and burned himself, igniting the flame.

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

It’s the farmers in the fields who are still worried about this year’s harvest.

It was Da Qian, the courtier who was alone in the secret room at home with red eyes, angrily cursing Emperor Lao Qian, and wanted to find a way to depose Emperor Lao Qian from the throne.

She was an ordinary woman living in the western part of the country. She had just lived a few good years, and after eating enough, she began to wonder whether she should send her children to practice spiritual practice.擓

He can be anyone.

When all of this comes together, plus Zhenhuang, Lihuang, Tiger Carrying Da Gen, Yu Ziqing carrying Da Dui, and a small part of Da Kun.

In addition, he was the first to break through the tenth level of physical cultivation.

You can even add the Xin Qian Emperor who has disappeared into thin air, and the countless ordinary people of Da Qian.

At that moment, it was the Great Earthquake, the Great Li, the Great Dui, the Great Gan, the Great Gen, the Great Kun, and even the Fudo Immortal Dynasty and the Ancient God who carried the great hurdles.

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

Yu Ziqing took a step forward and continued to absorb the anger. His aura was still rising. The flame patterns on his body were almost completely covering every inch of his body.擓

His ten thousand-foot true body looked straight at the old Emperor Qian in the distance. He took another step forward and saw a huge void suddenly appear on the spot. It collapsed towards the center and turned into a series of thunder and lightning, which exploded one after another.

The virtual electricity rushed towards the direction of Lao Qianhuang at an extremely fast speed, leaving a huge space in mid-air that was forcibly broken open.

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

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

The surface of the skin was like gray stone, covered with fine mysterious lines, and 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 physical cultivation abandons the power of Qi and blood, it still has the purest physical power.擓

After punching out, Lao Qianhuang's body suddenly stopped.

He didn't even realize that Yu Ziqing was so fast.

In his true body state, he performs shrinking to an inch and superimposing steps, transforming into a dump truck, and then superimposing the purest power.

By the time Lao Qianhuang noticed it, it was already too late.

And as expected, the simple force that hit him like a dump truck did not appear.

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

Lao Qianhuang had no chance to fly out and release part of his power.擓

Yu Ziqing's control of power, even if he risked his life, kept cheating, and had the chief's personal practice and teaching, he could not compare with the chief.

However, you must understand that Yu Ziqing is only inferior to Li Chang in this aspect.

This isn’t weakness, it’s just that you can’t reach the extreme level.

So many beatings that almost caused physical disintegration. From the beginning of practice to now, I have survived step by step. It is really not in vain.

The concept of Jinlan Mountain's physical training is that it is better to receive the most severe beating at home than to be chopped into evenly fat and thin pieces out of despair and unwillingness after going out.

With just one punch, Lao Qianhuang's skin cracked. Not long after everything in his torso recovered, it shattered into powder again, revealing his bones that were like gold, stone, or black jade.

The disintegrated powder turned into monstrous mana on its own, turning into an endless wave visible to the naked eye, directly submerging everything around it.擓

Yu Ziqing walked out step by step, invulnerable to all attacks, ignoring the overwhelming mana rush, and continued straight towards Lao Qianhuang himself.

His eyes were burning with blood and he was infected with anger. He wanted to implement a reality with his own hands and beat Lao Ganhuang to death.

The second punch landed and hit Lao Qianhuang's face. At an extremely tricky angle, he directly broke Lao Qianhuang's nose bone, and then let the broken bone penetrate directly into Lao Qianhuang's head.

Lao Qianhuang groaned, and as his strength surged, bursts of explosions could be heard inside his head.

His fontanel opened wide, and his soul was forced to escape from his physical body, turning into a stream of light and flying away.

Without escaping, the weird strength and his nose bone that penetrated the sea of ​​consciousness were enough to directly pierce and shatter his soul that had not yet broken through to the tenth level.

Lao Qianhuang couldn't understand Yu Ziqing at this moment. He just felt that the burning flame was like gangrene attached to the bone, and even he couldn't suppress it.擓

Fighting with Yu Ziqing, the anger continued to burn.

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 not too worried at the moment. As long as he cannot be killed instantly with one blow, the balance of victory will always be on his side.

That was it after he had cultivated the way of the ancient gods, obtained the true form of the ancient gods, and obtained the mystery of Shen Yun.

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

Only Tiger, a guy with incredible strength, could kill him instantly with one blow.

After withstanding the first blow, he felt relieved.擓

As he knew, the tiger's total power was indeed incredibly strong. Unfortunately, most of the power was not there when the tiger took action.

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

If you can't kill him with one blow, then it's impossible.

But now, Lao Qianhuang's state of mind, as calm as stagnant water, began to show a ripple.

Because the power of Yu Ziqing's second strike was actually one point stronger than the first strike.

The mystery contained in his ancient god's true form seemed to be useless.

Without this biggest support, he used the ancient god's true form to fight with Yu Ziqing, who was showing the flame true form at this moment, and was pulled to the same level.擓

Even if they are masters of physical training at the same level, there is a high probability that traditional physical training will not be a match for Jinlan Mountain physical training.

Lao Qianhuang, a guy who started out by refining qi and refining gods, and later focused on the way of the ancient gods, why is he the second strongest opponent in Jinlan Mountain's physical cultivation at the same level?

Yu Ziqing was implementing reality with his own hands, relying on his two huge fists to land punch after punch.

Getting stronger every time, Lao Qianhuang's biggest support is useless at all, because he is just countless people.

On a mystical level, different people and different forces are fighting against Lao Qianhuang every time.

The ancient god's true body was constantly disintegrating and recovering again. With pure strength and punches, he was no match for Yu Ziqing, who had mastered many Jinlan secret techniques and was extremely experienced in beatings.

Lao Qianhuang's energy refining power was blasted out of his body, and he swam out, filled with mana, and merged with the soul that was blasted out first.擓

He transformed into the human form of Emperor Lao Qian high in the air.

Lao Qianhuang's face was as dark as water. He glanced at You Zhen, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He should have been dead long ago. He was recovering rapidly at this moment.

Then he looked at the flames in the sky, where his ancient god's true form was fighting to the death with Yu Ziqing.

He had no way to play it safe. At the moment when the Ancient God's mystery was useless, he had to find a way to break the situation and not let things continue to fall deeper into the abyss.

He swayed, the realm of ten thousand laws emerged, and his soul immediately began to break through to the tenth level.

Without the foundation of the ancient god's body, it might be more difficult than before, but before he entered the way of the ancient god, he was already confident of entering the tenth level.

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

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

In the distance, Emperor Zhen and Emperor Li were flying rapidly from high in the sky.

They took a look at Yu Zhen, who had already sat up and his head was still a little crooked.

"Brother, how are you?"

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

Manchu flowed with blood, and the spilled blood shrank back again, making him recover faster and faster.

At this moment, he stepped on the ground and borrowed Yu Ziqing's strength. He felt that his vitality was more vigorous than before. Every breath seemed to have a trace of the power of a golden horse, which was continuously helping him to recover, allowing him to recover. A hint of gold and iron began to appear on his skin.擓

In Yu Ziqing's Taoist court, on top of 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 power to sort out the earth's energy, and in turn helped You Zhen recover.

The geological atmosphere of the White Mountains, the New World, and the traveling earthquakes complement each other and create a positive cycle.

The deep sea around the New World is deathly quiet at the moment, the weirdness is gone, the ancient gods are also missing, and no one is interfering at all.

Zhenhuang, Lihuang, and You Zhen glanced at the sea of ​​fire battlefield and thought that this battle was beyond their control.

The true form of the ancient god was really too disgusting for orthodox monks like them.

What they have to deal with is the energy refining power forcibly blasted out by Yu Ziqing and Lao Qianhuang's soul. They cannot let Lao Qianhuang's soul break through again.擓

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 Lao Qianhuang's God Refining had begun to break through the tenth level, he gave a rare laugh.

He laughed out loud for the only time recently.

He had also thought about whether it was appropriate for him to constantly cut off his flesh and throw it into the path of refining the gods.

But after comprehensive consideration, he still felt that the advantages outweighed the disadvantages, and this was already the way he could best take the initiative.

Now, he felt that his persistence these days was finally worth it.

Even if he is now in a state of watching a show and watching the excitement like the ancient gods, it would be best if all the people fighting in the New World are dead.擓

But in comparison, he had the same idea as the Ancient God. A lunatic like Lao Qianhuang who could actually follow the path of the Ancient God would have to die no matter what.

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

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

But this kind of power did not create a new path. The Cliff God King was just afraid of Yu Ziqing.

Therefore, without much thought, the Cliff God King cut off another piece of flesh from his own body just when Emperor Lao Qianhuang was about to break through in his god refining and was about to step into the path of god refining.

The weight this time was higher than the previous four or five times.

The cut off part was spotted by the Cliff God King. It was like throwing a banana peel, and it was thrown at the feet of Lao Qianhuang at the moment when Lao Qianhuang was about to set his foot.擓

From the perspective of the Cliff God King, he saw that foot stepping on the most precious banana peel in the world.

Not surprisingly, Lao Qianhuang's foot slipped.

Under the influence of Lao Qianhuang, his breakthrough came in one go. It should have been a smooth sailing thing, but at the last moment, he was just a little short of it.

The imperfection artificially created by the Cliff God King suddenly turned into an even bigger flaw at that moment.

The flaw was so big, the shortcomings were so big that when he tried to break through in one go, it was as if he hit the ceiling.

For him, the ceiling that was already an aluminum gusset plate, the moment he hit it, suddenly turned into a completely unfamiliar piece of thickened steel that could withstand nuclear explosions.

He didn't knock the ceiling open, but his head was badly bruised and bloody.擓

His Yuanshen, which was originally extremely solid and no different from his own, suddenly became loose and almost disintegrated.

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

There was also the tiger who was watching the fun with his arms folded in the distance, seemingly not intending to interfere at all.

The tiger is really not going to interfere anymore. He strictly abides by the rules. No matter what happens to the old emperor, he is the current emperor, and the tiger will not touch him.

Watching the fun, just watching the fun, even though his eyes were burning with anger and the corners of his mouth were grinning almost to the base of his ears, he was providing strength to Yu Ziqing like everyone else.

Then he just kept watching the fun with his arms folded and didn't take any action, so no one could find fault.

Lao Qianhuang's soul and magic power converged into a long river, continuously falling from the sky and returning to his true form as an ancient god.擓

Yu Ziqing stopped and watched quietly as Lao Qianhuang became complete.

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

Emperor Lao Qian knew that his God Refining might not be able to break through, and the Cliff God King would rather cut off his flesh to prevent him from breaking through.

He transformed his soul and sacrificed everything to himself.

He melted away the Qi refining power that he 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 now majored in.

But when he began to borrow the national destiny of the Daqian Divine Dynasty and sacrifice the power of the Divine Dynasty, he finally felt an obstacle.擓

As an emperor, he began to slowly lose the ability to mobilize the power of the divine dynasty.

The national destiny began to resist him, and the resistance became stronger and stronger.

The voices of countless Daqian people seemed to ring in his ears.

"The new emperor sacrificed himself to save us. We are grateful for the new emperor's sacrifice, but what qualifications does the old emperor have to be the emperor again?"

"What Lao Ganhuang? That's an evil demon. The biggest evil in the world is the demon in the abyss. They are not so evil."

"Dad, isn't he the emperor? Why did he kill us? Who will pay him food if we die?"

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

"We cannot die in the hands of our Emperor Daqian. We must depose him before he dies! Find a way quickly!"

From the voices of the courtiers to more and more countless Daqian people.

For the first time, Lao Qianhuang had the deepest impression of how many people there were in Daqian. It might also be the first time he heard the voices of the lowest mortals.

The countless tiniest sounds that, under normal circumstances, he would never hear in his lifetime, now gathered into a torrent, allowing him to hear them.

That is the national destiny, the national destiny of Da Qian, which is resisting him, the emperor of Qian.

The power of countless ants gathered together, firmly grasping the power of the divine dynasty and holding back the fate of the country, preventing Lao Qianhuang from taking advantage of it.

Yu Ziqing looked at Lao Qianhuang as if he was overlooking him.擓

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

Taking one step forward, Yu Ziqing transformed into a dump truck, rising from the ground, twisting his waist, and all his strength was concentrated into that punch at this moment.

The ancient aura of Lao Qianhuang became more and more intense. He put his arms in front of him, as if there was a world stagnant here.

Yu Ziqing dropped a fist wrapped in flames, Jinlan's secret technique was launched, and all the power was blasted into Lao Qianhuang's body at this moment.

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

The ancient god's true form of Lao Qianhuang instantly turned into a skeleton, just like when the tiger took action for the first time.

The powder that scattered all over the sky was overwhelmed by the anger, burning it into nothingness bit by bit, and was slowly annihilated in the raging anger.擓

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

The skeleton began to crack and crack, and the lines that were originally covering it and full of mysterious aura were slowly hammered out.

The shadow of that world began to become more and more obvious.

Strength and anger are constantly seeping into it, destroying it bit by bit.

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

The banging, banging, banging sound of the hammer was like a thunderous drum, constantly exploding.

The brightness in the eye sockets of the huge skeleton began to slowly dim.擓

At this point, in pure physical combat, he would never be Yu Ziqing's opponent.

Lao Qianhuang 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 countless people in Daqian, he understood where he failed.

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

Those sages who have come through the most difficult years understand one thing best.

Victory is worthless without anyone left.擓

Lao Qianhuang's ancient god's true form is getting smaller and smaller, and Yu Ziqing's figure is also getting smaller.

When Lao Qianhuang returned to normal size and only a skeleton remained, Yu Ziqing looked down at him with calm eyes.

"Do you know what kind of talent you have?

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

There is a saying among the gods that time is always on the side of the gods.

And you should have been the anchor to contain the situation and prevent us from falling into a complete disadvantage.

Possibly the only and most important anchor.擓

You are living up to your talent.

I don’t know how things are going to turn out, and I don’t know how to get there.

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

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

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

The powder fell into the anger and was constantly burned.

Lao Qianhuang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.擓

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

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

Lao Qianhuang's last consciousness was crushed, burned, and completely annihilated by the endless emotions in his anger.

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

Yu Ziqing stood there quietly, his anger beginning to dissipate.

Suddenly, his expression changed, he looked at the rage in the sky, and stretched out his hand.

Then he saw that in the anger, countless dusts that could not be burned away by the anger continued to gather.擓

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

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

In the anger, the more it is calcined, the more solid and unmoving the anchor becomes.

Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand and held the anchor. He instantly understood the origin of this thing and why it was not burned by anger.

This is the last thing left by Lao Qianhuang, his last wish.

Even if he died, even if it was at 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 keep his talent and turned it into this anchor.擓

His last rage, rage against himself, was absorbed into the anchor.

Among the endless anger directed at Lao Qianhuang, the only thing that can be 100% certain and absolutely cannot be burned is naturally the anger against Lao Qianhuang.

Even this trace of anger was contributed by Lao Qianhuang himself.

A treasure forged from anger appeared.

Yu Ziqing held the anchor in his hand and no longer knew what to think of Lao Ganhuang who was beaten to death.

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

Zhen Huang, Li Huang, You Zhen, and Tiger Tiger fell one after another.擓

Yu Ziqing bowed his hands to several people and saluted. Before he could speak, several people avoided the salute.

Then several people bowed their hands and bowed to him.

"Thank you for your service to the emperor."

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

Yu Ziqing couldn't just break away, even if he had the ability at this moment.

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

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

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

After thanking him, Tiger stretched out a hand, put it on his head, and gently pulled it out. He pulled out the last scene he saw, the memory of the anchor, and held it directly in his hand. .

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

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

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

"It's not safe enough. I can only guarantee that no one can peep at that scene while I'm standing here.

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

Lihuang, who was about to say something, immediately closed his mouth.

Tiger looked at Yu Ziqing.

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

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

At this point, as long as Yu Ziqing doesn't tell anyone, no one in the world will know the origin of the anchor.

It was rare for Yu Ziqing to see the tiger being so solemn, even to himself, so he decisively shut his mouth.

He looked outside the New World, into the chaotic deep sea.擓

The deep sea at this moment was so quiet that there was nothing strange about it, and there was no trace of the ancient god.

Even if the battle is over and Emperor Lao Qian falls, there is still no movement. Yu Ziqing doesn't know what else the ancient god is planning to do.

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

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