Chapter 638

The sky is high and broad. There is a sword light passing over the sky and heading for Chang'an city.

The streamer broke through the cloud and came out with a long tail mark. It was too fast to see the body at all. Only one streamer could be seen.

However, the man who controls the streamer has no intention to hide his momentum, so anyone who sees it can feel that it is like a sword breaking through the clouds.

Sharp, sharp and domineering.

In the streamer, Li Qiubai's heart became more and more heavy, and his eyes were slightly low.

Mountains and rivers are all under us, winding rivers are like blood vessels, and undulating peaks are like backbones.

But in his eyes, these things didn't seem to exist.

Just now, he wanted to go to xiazhou where Chang'an city is located through Qingcheng's transmission method array, but found that the transmission method arrays in all cities of xiazhou have been suspended.

Somehow, there is no omen!

Combined with the previous news, he immediately came to a conclusion

QingWang is about to start!

Those who abandon me cannot stay yesterday.

Those who disturb my heart are more worried today.

Chang'an Sword Fairy, even if it is called an immortal, can't escape the shackles of the people next to the mountain.

He's upset.

.........

There is no wind in Chang'an today.

Xianglong mansion.

In the evening, a middle-aged man slowly left the house.

The scarlet cloak he wore could not help shaking up, hunting and dancing. It seemed to tell the people of the city that something big was going to happen.

"Qing Wang, you can't leave the house easily during this time." as soon as the middle-aged man walked out of the door, a Chang'an Wei wearing silver and white Taoist armor took a step forward.

Qing Wang didn't come to Chang'an to play, but to be investigated.

He could not easily leave the house until the investigation results were revealed, or without Xia Tan's permission.

"Hmm?" Qing Wang glanced sideways and stopped his friar Chang'an Wei, with no expression on his face.

"This is your order." under the authority of Emperor Wu, the friar of Chang'an Wei, who has achieved no more than seven territories, trembled in his heart, but still clenched his teeth.

"Ah!" the next moment, the friar of Chang'an Wei gave a miserable cry.

King Qing's right hand came in an instant, his palm directly grasped his body, and his head collapsed immediately. As soon as his yuan God flew out, he was dispersed by King Qing's powerful blood.

Drop yo!

Then, from the body of monk Chang'an Wei, strands of blood suddenly flowed out and gathered towards the palm of King Qing's hand. The blood quickly gathered into a drop of scarlet blood.

After the blood essence was extracted, his body quickly dried up and turned into a dried corpse.

This scene is very similar to the original blood disaster in Zhenjiang City, just like a replica.

Looking at this drop of scarlet blood in the palm of his hand, the color of greed flashed in King Qing's eyes.

Not enough, not enough, far from it.

However, if Chang'an is slaughtered, the blood essence that can be collected should be enough.

At that time, even if we can't break the ancestral realm, half ancestry is absolutely nothing.

Finally, he raised his narrow and sharp Danfeng eyes, stepped into the air, crossed the air, and rose up the steps.

Blood surged under my feet.

"Li Qiubai, you are the Sword Fairy, I am emperor Wu."

"They are all monks of the territory of honor. You have a good life with wind and water. With only one sword, you open mountains in case of mountains and cut rivers in case of rivers. Although you are satisfied, you have lost some experience."

"And I'm good at planning and planning for thousands of years. Li Qiufu, why don't you fall into my wishful thinking?"

"Today, I want to count not only you, but also the people in the world and the great spirit xuanzun."

Every step he took left a word in his mind.

When all the words in his heart fell to the ground, he was already hanging high in the sky. Looking around the fields, his breath suddenly released.

It has both the invincible domineering spirit of physical cultivation and the awe inspiring arrogance of nobles in the sky. The weather is magnificent.

King Xia Qing, Xia Qing!

There was a sudden wind in Chang'an.

Whistling past.

The wind blows Chang'an.

A wisp of fog appeared in the huge Chang'an city.

The fog source appeared in Xianglong mansion, spread in a flash, and covered the whole Chang'an City in the blink of an eye.

In many mansions and quiet rooms in the city, countless friars who were immersed in practice, or focused on sacrificing and refining magic tools, or refining pills suddenly felt a terrible smell and looked up in panic.

The next moment, there was a thick black fog seeping from the surrounding walls and under the ground. In an instant, they completely wrapped their bodies.

Immediately, they found themselves as if they were trapped in a swamp and could not move at all.

Fine threads of blood spilled from their bodies and melted into the fog.

With the gushing of these blood filaments, their skin gradually became shriveled, the blood color on their face also gradually disappeared, and their consciousness gradually blurred.

Because the blood drawn out is their vitality and blood essence. Once the blood essence is empty, life will pass away.

Above the sky.

At this time, a burly figure appeared beside King Qing.

It was a blue giant with blue eyes, and the black fog was emitted by him.

In front of the two men, there was a huge blood cell, spinning constantly.

Countless blood threads poured from all directions of Chang'an and converged to this blood cell.

"Xuanzun," King Qing suddenly smiled at the blue giant, "there should be no problem."

The blue giant, impressively the strongest of the giant spirit demon family, was personally introduced into the abyss of the human world by King Qing. Xuanzun is the first of the four in the Tianmen domain!

Xuanzun stretched out one hand, and fog gushed out of his palm, and then swam and dispersed like a dragon all over Chang'an city.

"Just Chang'an, as long as there is no honor monk, it's just like a plaything in my hand." Xuan Zun smiled sadly.

"That's good," Qing Wang nodded reassuringly, showing a cruel smile. "There is no honored monk in Chang'an. Even if there is, I can stop him."

At this moment, the black fog covered Chang'an, just like ghosts in the world.

There was a fog in Chang'an.

All the creatures in the fog, their blood essence, were drawn by xuanzun in the blink of an eye.

Ordinary mortals turn into a corpse almost instantly.

Even a friar with extraordinary accomplishments does not have much resistance. At most, his blood essence is huge and can support him for a long time.

.........

Fog cage palace.

A huge array sensed the wind and responded in an instant. The golden light formed a semicircular shield and covered the whole palace.

The fog wanted to penetrate into the palace, but was stopped outside by the big array, so there was a collision between the two.

The loud jingling sound echoed continuously.

The fog vaporized into various shapes. For a while, it hit the glass cover like a god hammer, and for a while, it hit like a beast biting.

The power of terror reverberated, but the shield did not move.

Because this is a part of Chang'an array and a part of the strength of the strongest array in the world.

Outside the shield, the fog kept flowing.

Inside the shield and in the hall, the crowd was surging.

A woman with elegant temperament sits on the high throne of the dragon head.

At the bottom are the angry monks of Daxia.

"Qing Wang is crazy!"

"As a great Xia royal family and a human friar, he dares to make friends with the demon family Reverend!"

"Now it's not his problem to make friends with the devil. He's going to kill the city! You understand!"

"A king of Qing Dynasty and a xuanzun are all forces with the title of nine territories. How can we stop it? It's a dead end!"

After all, only a few people know the existence of the killing respect array, so many monks in the hall who do not know the existence of this array have fallen into despair.

Some people were angry, others trembled and felt great pain.

No matter what the purpose of King Qing is, what he is doing now is contrary to heaven and cold.

"Your honor, start the killing Zun array." in the crowd, Anxi Hou of Chang'an Wei stepped forward and threw his fist to the ground.

Xia Fufeng raised her eyes slightly and looked very calm. She looked at Anxi Hou.

"Your honor, you can't hesitate any more." Anxi Hou said again with bloodshot eyes.

At this time, none of the friars on the court was a fool, and they knew a lot in an instant - they still had cards in Chang'an, which could deal with the situation of two slaughterhouses!

"Your honor, no matter what price it takes to start the so-called killing Zun array, there is no need to hesitate.

No matter how high the price is, it will not be greater than Chang'an being slaughtered! "Someone said painfully.

Soon, this remark caused one after another to respond to harmony.

Everyone looked at Xia Hu and the gorgeous woman, waiting for her final decision.

"OK." in the long-awaited eyes of the people, Xia Tan nodded slowly and whispered.

She stood up.

At the next moment, a drop of golden blood appeared in Xia Tan's hand.

At the moment the blood appeared, many great Xia friars with at least seven accomplishments in the hall changed color and their cold hair stood up, just like facing the wild beasts.

What kind of blood is that?

The golden light is as bright as a round of sun, which is dazzling. The divine Xia rushes into the sky, winding with strands of fairy gas.

As soon as it appeared, it revealed an unpredictable threat.

The most terrible thing is that there is no murderous gas in this drop of blood. It is only the natural pressure that has been so terrible.

fantastic!

A drop of blood is so terrible, and how terrible will the owner of the blood be?

Whose blood?

Xia Tan flicked the drop of blood.

Heaven and earth suddenly rose.

The blood sent out a surging momentum, suddenly rushed up, left the mask, broke through the heavy black fog, suspended to the high altitude, sent out huge energy like an ocean, shook the void and trembled, and the waves seemed to tear the sky.

Outside the palace, above Chang'an, xuanzun uttered a cry of surprise, narrowed his eyes and smelled a sense of danger.

In this drop of blood, he felt the breath that made him tremble, as if he saw a man through the blood. The shape and shadow were not very real, looking at him.

That's... Daozu!

Xuanzun trembled all over. Even if he was the first demon in the Tianmen domain, he was subconsciously afraid and wanted to bow down to be a minister.

It's just a drop of blood!

King Qing, who was beside him, looked at the scene with an extremely complicated look, but his heart was extremely enthusiastic.

This is the ancestral realm. A drop of blood essence can make xuanzun tremble and fear!

The golden blood emits endless brilliance and falls down.

Then amazing changes took place.

Overlooking Chang'an, you will find that there are countless golden lights shining from the ground of Chang'an to break through the heavy black fog.

The golden light grass snake gray line, like an invisible large, is swimming away.

Dragons and snakes fly, iron painting sunset, mist and silver hook.

Magnificent.

This is the great array of killing respect in Chang'an city. Taking the whole Chang'an as the array map, the vertical and horizontal streets as the array pattern, the imperial palace as the array eye, and the power of heaven and earth as the source of array power.

Its startup costs

Taoist ancestral blood essence!

Such a large array can only be activated by the blood essence of Taoist ancestors.

"What is this?" Xuan Zun was extremely afraid and became angry. "It can threaten me. Didn't you say everything was arranged properly?"

"I can't continue refining blood essence for you in this array, or I may fall."

"Don't worry, everything is under the king's control." King Qing looked around at the glory that enveloped the whole Chang'an. He saw the cyclone rising from Chang'an like stars. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were shining and suddenly snorted coldly.

There are 480 Tang towers in Chang'an.

Castle Peak building outside the mountain.

The building is a hundred feet high.

Before that, no one knew what the 480 Tang towers were for and why they were guarded by heavy troops?

But now they know.

At this moment, all 480 Tang towers radiated light, and Changhong rushed out.

The Tang tower is 480 points of the killing Zun array.

But at this time, unrest occurred almost simultaneously among the 480 Tang towers.

Someone held a short dagger and stabbed it into the light.

Then Tang Lou trembled violently.

A breeze blew.

The walls fell, the hall collapsed, sawdust splashed, and the Tang building broke.

The figure kept splashing and the smoke was everywhere.

Above the sky.

A flaming spear fell from a very high place and fell straight into King Qing's hand.

A burning flame flared from the spear.

King Qing frowned painfully.

This is the pain that Emperor Wu's body can't resist.

Just

King Qing held the spear tightly, but refused to let go.

Because this is the spear of power!

King Qing endured the burning pain in the palm of his hand and gently waved his spear.

The endless roar echoed between heaven and earth.

The yellow cloth cover of the wine shop in Fangshi is whistling, the locust tree beside the road is whistling, the banana beside the river is whistling, and the lion carved from stone is breathing

The whole Chang'an city was breathing and whistling.

The world of Chang'an has been impressively under his control.

He looked at the palace shrouded in a golden mask.

"Fall." Qing Wang whispered.

As he fell, the golden light of the black fog gradually faded and might dissipate at any time.

In the palace.

Xia Tu vomited blood and his face was as white as a snow mountain.

"Your honor!" Anxi Hou was shocked and turned pale.

Xia Tu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, covered his chest, shook his head and whispered, "the killing respect array is now under the control of King Qing."

"Now... They are three."

"How could it be?" anxihou staggered and trembled.

"He... Found the life of the killing zunda array and temporarily forcibly seized the control of the killing zunda array."

"This is the big array set up by the Taoist ancestor. How can it be so easily found and robbed?" Anxi Hou struggled and held the last hope.

"Daozu is very strong, but the array is dead after all. King Qing has been preparing for this time for too long." Xia Peng has already reacted at this time. This time King Qing's entry into Chang'an is a shocking conspiracy, a conspiracy that has been planned for a long time.

"The killing zunda array is very strong, so even if King Qing prepares for such a long time, he can only forcibly seize the control of the killing zunda array for half an hour. After half an hour, the killing zunda array will return to my hands."

Xia Tu looked around and glanced at the faces of all the great Xia friars on the court, "but can you make it through this half an hour?"

None of the people present answered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the time for me to fulfill what I said that day." Xia Zhu calmly sat back on the throne of the dragon head, very calm about the coming disaster.

But the great Xia friar at the bottom didn't have the strength.

After all, how many people can keep calm in the face of death?

There are those who are desperate and want to fight to the death. There are also those who secretly talk and even blame Xia tan.

"If the Lord hadn't ignored our advice and insisted on his own way, he wouldn't have fallen into today's situation..."

"Women are women after all, emotional..."

The voice of blame grew from small to large and gradually became the mainstream.

Naturally, all these undisguised accusations fell into Xia Tu's ears, but her face was still calm.

"Return with your majesty!" amid the uproar, Anxi Hou, as the leader of Chang'an Wei and a confidant of Xia Tu, finally calmed down, took a step forward and expressed his support for Xia TU with incomparable firmness.

In the face of this chaotic situation, Xia Tan was slightly awestruck, but his expression did not change.

"Since it was my choice that day, I have no shame or regret in the face of such a result." she glanced at the great Xia friars with different attitudes and said calmly.

This is because the second Venerable Master and the first female Venerable Master of Daxia have been indifferent to the possibility that Chang'an City may be out of control since he took office.

In 10000 years, she has almost never developed her own power, and transferred all the power and resources she can control to Tianhe City.

Although in the eyes of many Terran friars, Xia's arrangement was not selfish, it was also very necessary.

But over the years, many monks of the great Xia Dynasty have expressed fierce opposition.

Because Xia Tan's behavior can only show that she is a good da Xia Zun, not a qualified Da Xia Zun.

Da Xia Zun should not only shoulder the responsibility of guarding the Terran and human domain, but also carry Da Xia.

Will Chang'an's strength be transferred to Tianhe, Chang'an will become empty?

However, in the face of the fierce opposition of the great Xia friars, Xia Tu only said one word and beat back all the opposition.

"Chang'an will not be captured. If it is captured, I will return with it."

"I'm your honor. I'm not afraid of death. Are you afraid?"

I still remember the domineering and resolute manner when the lady said this.

In the eyes of many great Xia friars, Xia Tan, who relied on Li Qiufu to secure her position, was as gentle, weak and deceptive as a little white rabbit, showing her absolutely tough side for the first time.

Because she knows better than anyone what is the most important.

I know better than anyone that the demon clan is terrible.

The demon clan is a monster, a wild and fierce beast, but it was suppressed by Xia Zu.

However, Xia Daozu has not been out for a long time. The wild beast finally got out of trouble and summoned up the courage to choose someone to eat again.

At that time, the ferocity and power of the wild beasts that have been suppressed for thousands of years will be unimaginable.

Tianhe City is the lifeline of human territory. If it can't be guarded, what about Chang'an City?

If the human domain does not exist, how can there be summer?

She can see better than anyone.

So even if countless great Xia friars raised objections against her "selfless" practice, even a few people loyal to her put forward tactful suggestions, she still went her own way.

King Qing, however, made use of this point that Xia Xuan didn't care about, and thus solved the problem of killing zunda array in ten thousand years of planning.

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Not many people can understand Xia's decision, except Li Qiubai.

——In fact, she never cared about Da Xia's position, nor about the so-called rights.

If it weren't for that responsibility, she would have abandoned everything and followed the Sword Fairy all over the world.

But now that she has taken this position, she has only one goal from beginning to end

Success is not in the moment, but it is in the future.

Although we can't see anything now, time will prove everything, and history will prove everything.

It's just that... Sitting high on the throne, Xia Tu's eyes like water waves seem to pass through endless time and space and overlook the mountains and rivers in the world.

She may not see that moment.

But even though his heart is very firm, at this moment, facing the great Xia friars with different thoughts, extreme fatigue and a touch of hidden fear quietly emerge in SHANGXIA's heart.

Her fear is not death.

It's fear. After that, I'll never see that person again.

The prosperous age will fall, and the abyss is on the side. As a member of the Terran, she can only die forever.

However, the woman named Xia Xiaoxiao also thought that once the chaos of the demon family subsided and the world was happy, she would immediately abandon the coveted position of Da Xia, work and read by fishermen and woodcutters, and make waves in the Jianghu.

Now it seems that everything is only expectation after all.

In the palace, a woman sighed.

There is no resentment in sigh, only long regret.