Chapter 143

After lunch, xueqinghe went to politics again.

It's really hard for him. He has to listen to politics during the day, and he only has time to practice at night. Even so, the soul power level of xueqinghe still hasn't fallen down. This is probably the horror of the inborn level 20 talent.

Ye Zhiqiu is the old God in another sitting on the bed in the bedroom, but this time he did not intend to sleep, but a hand on his chin, quietly waiting.

After a short meeting, a figure suddenly appeared in the bedroom.

He has black background and red clouds, white hair and white beard, and his face is ruddy and amiable. Regardless of his clothes and his eyes of reincarnation, probably everyone will think that he is an ordinary kind old man.

Bai Xiaosheng, the chief manager of Xiao organization, arrived.

Ye Zhiqiu seemed to have known that he would come, but there was no accident. He said directly: "arrange more people to come over at night and do something in the imperial city. It's better to attract all the high-end combat forces away. I'm going to do something for the emperor on a snowy night. You can buy me time to hold those high-level soul masters. "

Bai Xiaosheng nodded and another silent thunder god disappeared.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes narrowed slightly. He thought about how to control the emperor's edict on a snowy night. Illusory art seems to be a good choice. Although he does not have magic skills, he wants to confuse the 50 level old soul king in the snow night with eternal kaleidoscope and his strong divine consciousness. It is not easy. If he can't, he will read for another month to torment his consciousness And then control it with magic.

After the emperor made the last edict on a snowy night, he continued to let Xiao organization's sub bodies attack and kill them openly. Then everything could be pushed to Xiao organization's head. These things had nothing to do with xueqinghe. He could also ascend the throne as a matter of course after he got the imperial edict of the great emperor on a snowy night, so that those nobles had no idle talk to say.

Ye Zhiqiu could not help admiring his wit.

But these things have to wait until the night, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, and when people are killed and set on fire, it is not urgent now.

Pressing down the rest of his mind, ye Zhiqiu sits upright, closes his eyes and starts to absorb the green light of the intermediate immortal body.

Under his active absorption in these days, the green light is obviously small in a circle. Ye Zhiqiu can realize that his slowly improving soul power is about to break through level 46, and he will probably be able to make a breakthrough in these days.

Moreover, with the more energy absorbed by the green light, ye Zhiqiu can more clearly perceive the change of his own constitution. As the breath of life in his body is more and more huge, he can find that he is more and more close to the nature of heaven and earth. His body seems to conform to some kind of heaven and earth principle, and all things in the world can resonate with it.

If ye Zhiqiu didn't suppress it deliberately, it is estimated that the Qi of life escaping from his body could make douhuangcheng become a sea of plants on that day. It's not just about talking about flowers.

There is also a point, this is Ye Zhiqiu himself did not notice.

As he absorbed more energy from the green light, his physical appearance gradually changed. The change was very subtle, and because he did not directly absorb the green light, the changes in his body were very small every day.

It's like you find that you are 1.6 meters tall now, and then a millimeter the next day. This change is obvious to you.

Ye Zhiqiu is now in this state.

If you look closely at his long black hair, you can see that the green light has been absorbed by Ye Zhiqiu for several days. Ye Zhiqiu's hair has been slightly purple, and his skin is much whiter and softer than before.

It's just that ye Zhiqiu has not discovered it yet. Maybe when he has absorbed all the green light and turned his body into a real middle-level immortal, he will be able to notice the change of his appearance.

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One afternoon passed in the green light absorbed by yezhiqiu.

After a "happy" dinner with xueqinghe as usual, ye Zhiqiu said hello to him and went out alone.

He didn't tell xueqinghe's plan for the evening. After all, members of Xiao organization will also participate.

Ye Zhiqiu wants to finish all this without being aware of it.

At nine o'clock in the night, the stars are all over the sky, and the bright moon is particularly bright. This is not a good weather for doing things, but ye Zhiqiu has no longer cared.

Above the gate of Tiandou Imperial City, five figures stand side by side. They are all dressed in red cloud robes on a black background. They are surrounded by four soul rings of purple, black, red and red. The terrifying power of the Soul Ring of 600000 years is no longer hidden and covers all sides.

In a restaurant, Dugu Bo stood by the window on the third floor, looking at the five figures above the imperial city.

At the Tiandou Royal Academy outside Tiandou City, the three soul fighters headed by Meng Shenji noticed the breath. Their faces changed. After a look at each other, they quickly swept away towards the imperial city.

"Enemy... Enemy attack..." the sound of the guards patrolling the walls of the Imperial City shrieked.

Tiandou Imperial City in this moment, sounded the "Dong Dong" of the ancient clock, spread far away.There are a large number of soul masters flooding to the gate of the imperial city. All kinds of martial spirits are exposed. If you look at it from the sky, you can see a colorful scene.

Outside the imperial city of Tiandou, the streets were filled with people watching the excitement, and the soul masters on the roof stopped to watch from afar.

Huangxiao's organization has not paid much attention to.

All this happened, ye Zhiqiu looked in his eyes with divine consciousness and could not help smiling.

At this time, the emperor's body was worshipped at the Royal Palace, and his body was worshipped on the other day.

Outside the palace, a large number of imperial city guards guard around, eyes as sharp as an eagle. None of the imperial city guards who can protect the emperor on a snowy night have soul power lower than level 30. They are the most elite troops of Tiandou empire.

Are there two soul masters at least at the level of soul saint? Ye Zhiqiu didn't see what level the two masters were, but their breath was no weaker than Zhao Wu.

"Ha ha, don't say soul saint, the title of Douluo is coming, and I can't keep you today." Ye Zhiqiu smiles faintly. For the first time, flying thunder god blinks. It is within 50 meters of the emperor's bedroom on a snowy night. Here is a corner. Ye Zhiqiu will be exposed to the guards of the imperial city when he takes a few steps forward.

But ye Zhiqiu didn't mean to entangle with them.

From the ink jade bracelet, ye Zhiqiu immediately opened six doors and sealed off his body's constant overflowing breath with divine sense.

In the distance, the guards of the imperial city could only see a green light shining in this corner, but they didn't know what happened.

A man in silver armor, like a commander, waved warily to the two people next to him, motioning them to go and have a look.

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