Unparalleled Heavenly Lord - Chapter 943

[Chapter 942]

“How’s your fist?” The love demon ignored Peng Junyue at all, and just looked at Zheng Shiyi’s fist with concern.

Zheng Shiyi shook his head in silence, his mood became more and more depressed, not only did he not recall Yuqi’s memory, but instead got the result, and even his fists were still unable to be raised.

The love demon looked at Zheng Shiyi’s depressed face, sighed faintly, and asked, “Who is the person you love?”

“Of course it’s Yuqi, Su Yuqi.” Zheng Shiyi said without thinking.

“Really? Then let me ask you, do you love the Holy Maiden?” The love demon looked at Zheng Shiyi with a half-smile, waiting for Zheng Shiyi’s answer.

Zheng Shiyi fell silent for a while. The person he loved was Yu Qi, not the saint, not the saint now.

The love demon shook his head slightly, stretched out a finger and pointed to Zheng Shiyi’s heart: “You have to ask yourself who the person you love is. It can be said that a woman who has only changed her soul and only retained her body, or is it a woman? Is that the person you love?”

Zheng Shiyi continued to remain silent, the one he really loved was not the cold saint who has no relationship with him, but Yuqi.

Today’s Yuqi is like being locked in a dungeon, being claustrophobic, and cruelly speaking, she was killed.

I need to revive my favorite woman, I need to rescue her!

“Senior, I understand.” Zheng Shiyi finally raised his head and looked at the love demon with a resolute expression. At the same time, a strong feeling rose in his heart, a feeling of wanting to punch and smash everything in front of him with his own fist. Shackles, shatter all shackles of desire!

Zheng Shiyi suddenly sat with his legs crossed, sitting on the open space in the courtyard.

The love demon looked at Zheng Shiyi, who slowly closed his eyes, with a relieved smile on his face, turned and left.

In the courtyard of the Jasper Sect’s residence, King Fudo looked at the saint who turned back with relief, with a satisfied smile on his face. The saint grew, grew again, and became more and more like the real one. Saintess.

It’s just that Zheng Shiyi…

It could be seen that Zheng Shiyi’s fist was still sealed and he was still unable to exert his combat power, but his courage and courage were still too dangerous.

If he waits for his recovery, it will be more terrifying and more troublesome.

King Fudo looked at the figure of the saint who was gone, with a look of determination on his face. The saint was finally found by himself, and the Jasper Sect also managed to regain its own saint. Zheng Shiyi cannot be left alone. Disrupt it all.

If Zheng Shiyi was allowed to recover, with Zheng Shiyi’s aura and his past experiences of stepping out of despair, the Jasper Sect would be greatly impacted, and the current Chiyun Emperor’s great talent, the Jasper Sect would be in big trouble.

We can’t wait any longer. For the sake of insurance, and for all possibilities in the future, there is only one way.

An incomparably rich aura suddenly gushed out of King Fudo’s body, and pure and substantive auras gushed out of his body, and the air around him spun wildly in an instant.

A dark golden light rushed out from the top of Fudowang’s head and shot straight into the sky. Fudowang raised a hand, and a green light shone on the palm of his hand, and slapped heavily on his dantian. part.

The next moment, a sound like the last thunder of the thunder robbery came out, and the entire residence of the Jasper Sect shook violently in this loud sound.

The entire sky seemed to explode with this loud noise.

The cultivation of the immovable king fell madly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dissipated cultivation seemed to turn into countless rays of light, flying from his body to the sky.

In just a moment of effort, the flickering sky of the mansion was already wrapped in a golden light, and the golden light was brilliant. It seemed that the entire imperial city noticed this golden light.

The golden light is full of vast coercion, making people feel heart palpitations when they look at it from a distance.

The next moment, the sky in this side of the world suddenly darkened, and it became pitch black without warning, and then most of the imperial city fell into pitch darkness.

In the darkness, King Fudo’s cultivation continued to decline. Every time his cultivation dropped one level, the descending cultivation turned into a silver ray that flew into the sky and flew toward the sky. Looking from a distance, It seemed like a meteor streaked across the sky.

The stream of light flew by, and the entire imperial city seemed to be in a slight vibration. In the sky, bursts of muffled thunder continued to come out, and a crescent moon rose from the dark night. Falling into the dark is the real dark night.

“The vision of heaven and earth, the black light shines for a long time, this is a saint who kills himself!” In the imperial city, in an inconspicuous courtyard, a man with a sharp sword in both hands frowned and looked at him in shock. sky overhead.

“It’s not a saint.” An old man walked out slowly, looking at the vision above his head and sighed: “It should be a holy womb, close to a saint, but not a real saint.

If a real saint kills himself, I am afraid between heaven and earth. It’s not just a vision, but it’s normal for a rain of blood to come.

The path of cultivation is to go against the sky and seek that ray of life. Cultivation and sanctification are close to the final path, but if you cut yourself off, you will be able to Forgive me.”

Zheng Shiyi sat in the courtyard, feeling the sky suddenly darkened, suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

This breath… This is the breath of the Fudo King, he killed himself!

The immovable king, he actually killed himself!

A master like him would actually kill himself, this is for his own sake, and he is going to do it himself at the Divine Marquis Conference!

Although King Fudo was in the same state as himself after his self-destruction, he was still in the realm of his feelings.

The King of Fudo, it is said that he has reached the realm of self, which is one level higher than his current realm, because it is called Fudo!

Not far from Lingjiao Hou’s mansion, on the street, the love demon suddenly raised his head, looking at the vision in the sky, his face was solemn.

The immovable king actually beheaded himself!

Everyone will feel terrifying when the King of Fudo kills himself, but only when they reach their own level of cultivation will they truly know how terrifying it is for a person with a cultivation like the King of Fudo to kill himself, far more than others imagine. terrifyingly much!

Inside the mysterious Daqianhou Mansion.

Da Qianhou took off his cloak and suddenly raised his head, looking at the darkness above his head, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and the immovable king cut himself off!

For the man named Zheng Shiyi, he actually killed himself!

He had clearly found himself, but he cut himself, and he had to deal with Zheng Shiyi himself, Fufu Wang, he clearly looked down on himself!

The dark sky finally cleared up slowly, the crescent moon gradually dissipated, the sun was still high in the sky, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

In the imperial city, everyone looked at the restored bright sky and peeped at each other.

“This is a semi-holy self-killing?”

“Half-holy self-killing, this is to participate in the Shenhou Conference.”

“This kind of person participates in the Shenhou Conference, so what else should we participate in? What else are others fighting? Leave it to him!”

“Is this crazy? He’s already a half-sage and still needs to kill himself!”

“Who is it, who has already cultivated to the point of being a half-sage, and still kills himself, really crazy, he is with He can’t get through it by himself.” In the

imperial city, geniuses from all over the world looked at the sky above their heads, their faces were ugly and abnormal, although I didn’t know which master killed himself, but such a master of cultivation level killed himself, what would it be like? fear!

There has never been a previous conference of gods and princes, such a master kills himself!

At the Jasper Sect’s residence, Su Yuqi quickly passed through the courtyards and entered the courtyard where the Fudo King was.

Standing on the air in the courtyard, King Fudo was covering his heart with one hand. His face was pale and abnormal, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness.

Around the courtyard, there are still pure auras floating around, and the surrounding flowers and plants are growing vigorously at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless flowers are blooming.

Under the self-cut, the spiritual energy overflowed, but it allowed the plants in the courtyard to get crazy nourishment.

“Fufuwang…you…” Su Yuqi looked at the Fudowang who looked extremely weak with blame: “Why did you kill yourself? With your current cultivation level, after you kill yourself, you are afraid of this life. I can’t go back to practice.”

“I know, not only can’t go back, I’m afraid I’ll be trapped in the marquis for the rest of my life.” King Fudo raised his head and looked at the saintess in the teaching, but there was a look on his face. He smiled and said with a smile: “That’s it, this self-slaying is worth it.” In a

blink of an eye, two days have passed.

There is only one day left for the God-Hou Conference to be held.

One day in advance, the opening meeting of the Shenhou Conference was held.

Since the first Divine Marquis Conference, the dynasty has held the opening ceremony, which is the time to show the imperial majesty.

Zheng Shiyi put on a suit and walked out of the mansion with Mo Xing, Huan Shi, and Peng Junyue, and walked towards the martial arts field in the north of the Imperial City, where the opening ceremony will be held.

He is now a Hou Ye, and in order to show respect, he should also wear Hou Fu.

Compared with the traditional costumes, although this Houfu is luxurious, it also looks very awkward.

Walking on the street, you can see pairs of guards patrolling everywhere.

The strangest thing is that although there are many people walking on the street, almost everyone walks on both sides of the road, and there are very few people walking in the middle.

Peng Junyue walked directly to the middle of the road and walked towards the front, Huan Shi quickly followed behind him, turned around and explained to Zheng Shiyi softly as he walked, “The center of the road is specially reserved for those who attend the Divine Marquis Conference. This is to prevent accidents from happening.”

Zheng Shiyi immediately understood, and the four of them walked in the middle of the road, walking all the way to the huge martial arts arena.

The performance field is extremely huge, and at first glance, you can’t even see the edge.

Around the martial arts field, each and every heroic soldier stood in a circle like a javelin, enclosing the entire martial arts field in the middle.

Although they are just ordinary soldiers, standing in the martial arts field, there is a strong chilling air blowing towards them.

As soon as the four talents appeared on the martial arts field, the eyes of countless people around them immediately fell.

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