My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult - Chapter 324

The desert stretches as far as the eye can see, and the yellow sand is flat and spread to the horizon. At the junction of the sky and the earth, zigzag sand dunes stand up and down.

Among them, people suddenly seem so insignificant.

The merciless scorching sun spewed unobstructed onto the earth like flames, and the vast desert was baked like a steamer, and the heat was excruciating.

At this time, a group of men and horses appeared in the wind and sand. The leader was an old man with dark eyes, giving people a cold and treacherous look. Next to him was an old man with kind eyes and a gentle expression, wearing a purple robe.

These two are Tai Yinkui, the top master of the post-Jin Dynasty, and Jiang Shang, the last demon sect leader.

After them are the two Dharma Kings of the Great Snow Mountains, who are both in the realm of the two masters.

Tai Yinkui glanced at it and said, "This is it."

"Oh?"

Jiang Shang looked around, and saw nothing but yellow sand, nothing special.

In his opinion, not to mention the Emperor's Mausoleum of the Great Qin Dynasty, there is not even a ghost.

Where is the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor?

Suddenly, Jiang Shang felt Zi Yangling trembling around his waist.

Not only Jiang Shang's Ziyang Token, but also the Ziyang Token in Tai Yinkui's hands trembled.

At this moment, the wind is surging, and the vision is full of visions.

The layers of black clouds in the sky rushed upward like a rolling tide, and then like a low tide, they receded in all directions, revealing a blue sky curtain and a purplish sun behind them.

Clear the clouds and see the sun, and the yellow sand is shining under the purple sunlight.

Then a huge voice sounded, and I saw a huge beam of light falling from the nine heavens, shaking with a bang.

This beam of light just shrouded several people present.

Jiang Shang raised his brows, the True Qi in his body surged out like a tide, trying to resist the terrifying beam of light, but the huge beam of light was so strong and overbearing that it actually melted Jiang Shang's True Qi directly into strands of white. of smoke.

"What a domineering air machine."

Tai Yinkui frowned slightly when he saw this.

As the masters of the five qi, the two are only one step away from the gods on the land. After the five qi return to their origin, a spirit lamp will be formed in the body, and this spirit lamp will generate a spirit fire.

For the so-called destiny, there is also a little more sense.

At this moment, the beam of light fell, giving the two a great sense of depression, as if a mountain had fallen.

There seemed to be a gust of wind swept in. From a distance, the yellow sand seemed to form a yellow dragon. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it almost blew up the yellow land.

Tai Yinkui's eyes were calm, looking at the swept sand, and said lightly: "You and I are both masters of the five qi, and the cultivation base has already reached the top of the world, under the situation that the world is getting heavier and heavier today. , I'm afraid it will be as difficult as going to the sky if you want to go further."

Jiang Shang said noncommittally: "This old man always likes to rise to the challenge, so I leave it to them to do simple things. Besides, there is a qi in this Qin Emperor's mausoleum that can make this old man advance one step further."

The great master can get three hundred years of life, and no one will not want it. Three hundred years in the world, power, beauty, all these are just things that are easily captured.

Tai Yinkui pointed his finger, and the Ziyang Token around his waist turned into a ray of light and went down.

The Ziyang Ling, a special token cast by the craftsmen of the Daqin Emperor Mausoleum, was controlled by the Daqin imperial family, and was used by the later Daqin imperial family to be able to enter this place for burial.

The Great Qin Dynasty, the first dynasty in the ancestral land.

The Great Qin Ancestor emperor swayed the world, unified the four seas, shook the barbarians in the south, expedition the grasslands in the north, and resisted the Guishuang in the south.

After that, Da Qin IV was also a martial arts emperor. He cut the real dragon and obtained the blood of the real dragon, which continued the luck of the Da Qin Dynasty, making the Da Qin Dynasty prosperous for hundreds of years.

Until the last dynasty of the Great Qin Dynasty, the emperor's luck was lost, the master of the royal family of the Great Qin Dynasty suddenly died, the world fell into chaos, and the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty rose.

rustling

The sandstorm became bigger and bigger and more violent, and then the entrance of a mausoleum appeared in front of the two of them.

Great Qin Emperor Mausoleum!

After the three generations of the Great Qin Dynasty, they were all buried in the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor.

The aura of the purple real dragon rushed out, almost breaking through the sky.

Because there are several emperors of the Qin Dynasty buried here

Zhao State, Cloud Tower.

The old man of Shifang, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, seemed to sense something, raised his head and looked at the sky, "What a strong spirit of a true dragon, it seems that the third child has already found the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum."

Qi Xuandao on the side condensed his voice and asked, "Is there really a dragon's blood in the tomb of Emperor Qin?"

The blood essence of the real dragon is a real treasure of heaven and earth. There is only one real dragon in the world, and this real dragon has created two great masters, and it has also created the prosperity of the Qin Dynasty for hundreds of years.

"Yes, but very thin."

The old man from Shifang said slowly: "The Daqin Emperor's Mausoleum contains the corpse of the Daqin Emperor. Among these corpses are the blood of the former emperor, and the blood of these emperors also contains the thin blood of the real dragon."

Qi Xuan said: "It turns out that in addition to the blood of the real dragon, there should be other treasures in this Great Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and there must be no secrets of the Great Qin Dynasty."

The old man from Shifang nodded and said, "However, that imperial mausoleum is not a brothel Chu Pavilion where you can come and leave whenever you want. Anyone who dares to enter it will probably not be able to escape a **** disaster."

Qi Xuandao heard this, but did not speak.

The old man from Shifang looked at the distant sky, as if he wanted to see the Daqin Emperor Mausoleum through the blue sky, "There was no Qin Taizu in that Emperor Mausoleum, but the Dragon Guard of the Daqin Dynasty was dying and brought the last Daqin Emperor with him. Entering the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor."

"And the last emperor of the Qin Dynasty, he has a different secret."

When Qi Xuandao heard this, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, and he couldn't help but ask, "What secret?"

The old man of Shifang said: "He is the first great master in the world to be invaded by evil spirits, and he is also the one so far."

Qi Xuandao said in surprise: "What does the teacher mean, he might still be alive?"

The old man Shifang shook his head, "It's more terrifying than living."

Yujing City, the railing outside the imperial study.

Zhao Zhiwu, the Emperor of Dayan, looked up at the sky, and behind him in the imperial study, the purple qi was boiling, as if it had transformed into a dragon shape, and roared at the real dragon qi emerging from the north.

An era has a master of an era, and an era has an emperor of an era.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and there are no two saints in the world. This is the eternal truth.

At this moment, the old eunuch, who has been in the palace for decades, has an incomparable shock in his heart, "Such a powerful spirit of a real dragon actually appeared in the north. Could it be that Zong Huachun really has the fate of the emperor of the real dragon?"

Lu Guoyong, who was beside him, shook his head and said, "This true dragon energy comes from Daqin."

"Da Qin!?"

The white-browed **** raised his brows, a dynasty that had been destroyed long ago still has such a strong spirit of a true dragon?

Lu Guoyong said: "The Great Qin Dynasty has an emperor's mausoleum, in which almost all the remains of the emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty are buried. Such a huge gathering of true dragon energy and overflowing will cause such an amazing phenomenon."

Zhao Zhiwu took a deep breath and said, "It seems that Zongzheng Huachun has found the Daqin Mausoleum."

Zongzheng Huachun has already obtained a clone of the leyline idea, and now if he gets this treasure of the emperor's mausoleum again, then Zongzheng Huachun's promotion to the Grand Master is almost a certainty.

"Lu Gong!"

Zhao Zhiwu looked at Lu Guoyong and said, "Do you think Zongzhenghua Chun will have a way to survive if I take action now?"

Bai Meitai listened to this, and his hair stood on end.

Lu Guoyong leaned over and said, "If Your Majesty takes action in person, Zongzheng Huachun will definitely have no way to survive, but His Majesty may not be able to get out of the Queen's Court, and the current situation of the court still requires His Majesty to sit in control. I hope His Majesty think twice."

Zhao Zhiwu laughed loudly, "Of course, I will not go to Houjin in person to test the risk."

The white-browed **** breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Zhiwu said: "Lv Gong, do you know what I am most worried about right now?"

Lu Guoyong said, "I don't know."

"You know, you just don't say it."

Zhao Zhiwu put his palm on the railing, and said faintly: "How can there be a prosperous dynasty in this world? It is rare to be able to survive in this troubled world without losing the foundation in my hands."

Lu Guoyong nodded and said, "Your Majesty's words are very true, and everything we do now will be judged by future generations."

Zhao Zhiwu said lightly: "No matter what, this Zhao family cannot be lost in my hands."

A round sunset is against the ridgeline of the desert, and the earth is darkened, revealing a layer of crimson, and the waves of the desert supporting the sunset seem to have frozen. Spot light shines.

Looking at the movement, I saw a gust of wind blowing from the desert, the sand was flying, the sky was dark, and there were whirlwinds on the desert, one after another, rolling up the yellow sand as high as the smoke rising from the flat ground. Running around in the desert.

One by one, the sand waves roared forward, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off one layer of the desert and another layer.

Under the scorching sun, the desert rises with waves of heat that make it hard to even breathe.

Ouyang Ping said solemnly: "What a strong Qi."

An Jing said: "Go and have a look."

With the sound of a low roar from the black flood dragon, it turned into a black arc and went towards the direction of the flying wind and sand in the distance.

Not long after, the black flood dragon came to the place where the wind and sand gathered.

There were two figures in the place where the gust of wind swept, An Jing fixed his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared between his brows.

These two people looked at the clothes, and they were the masters of the Daxue Mountain Dharma King.

"Black Jiao!? Could it be a ghost swordsman?"

When the two Dharma Kings of the Great Snow Mountain heard the low roar of the black flood dragon, their expressions changed.

Who in the world does not know that the Black Flood Dragon is the mount of the Ghost Swordsman.

"An worship, you can't let these two go today."

Ouyang Ping's eyes froze, then he turned his body and rushed towards the two Daxue Mountain Dharma Kings.

Ouyang Ping directly slashed across it.

The palm prints were printed in all directions, setting off a storm of sand in the sky.

Boom!

The palm of the bald-headed Dharma King on the left touched his waist, and then a long sword emerged and slashed toward the palm print in front.

The sword glow and the palm print met in the air, and the extreme strong light shot towards the surroundings like ten thousand arrows.

Ouyang Ping slapped the palm of his hand, his true qi surged, and then gathered in front of him, forming a red seal.

"The barbarians of the post-Golden age should all be damned"

Ouyang Ping's zhenqi gathered towards Yinfa, only to see that the seal was nourished by Yanxu's zhenqi and became stronger.

Roar!

Suddenly, a roar of a beast came from the middle of the seal, and the sound was deafening, as if it turned into a terrifying sound wave and spread.

Ouyang Ping's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he slapped his palm.

The bald-headed Dharma King's face was extremely solemn, his hands were tightly holding the hilt of the sword, and his whole body was madly rushing towards the sword body like surging sea water, and the sword body gradually transformed into a terrifying phantom.

I saw the long sword swung forward, and a sword light of about several meters appeared in front of several people, rushing towards the giant beast.

Boom boom boom!

Several feet of sword light and the red giant beast collided brazenly, and then only one after another of shocking sounds were heard. From the center of the explosion, it was like a burst of sun, refracting several feet of light.

"Wow!"

The bald-headed Dharma King felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and a mouthful of red blood was sprayed directly.

Dharma King Mo Yu next to him saw this, his body was vertical, and the vast infuriating energy gathered.

"Second Elder, you step back first." An Jing said lightly.

When Elder Ouyang heard this, he took a few steps backward.

"Join us to force the ghost swordsman back first."

Dharma King Mo Yu's body is high in the air, his hands are stretched out, and the golden rays of light are constantly circulating in his fingers, from which a vajra domineering, unmelting and destroying power blooms.

Split fingers!

The index finger of Fawang Mo Yu's right hand pointed forward first, but then the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of his right hand all pointed out an aurora, and his left hand also pointed out four aurora.

These eight aurora spots were all in the same direction, and instantly formed a terrifying light, rushing towards An Jing.

An Jing's true qi gathered in the Evil Suppressing Sword, and a flood of prehistoric aura was instantly shaken from it, and a murderous intent that shattered the world emerged from the Evil Suppressing Sword.

coax!

The breath seemed to be like a flash flood, and the momentum was magnificent.

Originally, An Jing's cultivation base was not high, and he could not display much of the power of the Suppressing Evil Sword, but at this moment his cultivation base has reached the Four Qi Grandmaster, and his cultivation base has long been extraordinary.

The fierceness of the Zhenxie Sword is constantly rediscovering the sun.

Facing the golden light, An Jing slashed over.

Whoa!

A sword qi slashed down, and the terrifying golden light instantly collapsed and dissipated.

King Mo Yu stepped back again and again, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, he punched with all his strength, but he was smashed by the ghost swordsman's sword.

The bald-headed Dharma King saw that Dharma King Mo Yu was forced to make a move. Taking advantage of An Jing's inconvenience in adjusting his breath, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight ahead.

coax!

It seemed like a simple stab, and the surroundings were immediately filled with countless halos, each of which was wrapped in surging True Qi, as if being guided, it rushed towards An Jing.

An Jing looked at the halo flying all over the sky, his pupils moved slightly, but his footsteps did not retreat.

In the eyes of others, he seemed to have been stupid and did not move.

The next moment, An Jing's pupils reflected the light of the halo, but just as he saw the halo approaching, he suddenly stretched out his left fist.

boom!

With a punch, the terrifying light of the stars turned into a rolling wave, surging out instantly, sweeping the countless halos ahead.

How terrifying and terrifying it would be to reach the Great Perfection from the Da Zhoutian Xingchen Body Refinement Art, this punch almost showed its power.

Bang bang bang bang!

The wave of starlight rolled over, the air burst into a harsh sound, and the halo dissipated.

I saw the bald-headed Dharma King's entire body suddenly filled with blood and water scattered in the air.

With one punch, a Second Qi Grandmaster burst into a blood mist.

"This is the strength of a ghost swordsman!?"

Jiang Renyi's face was full of astonishment, and her heart was trembling.

What a terrifying existence, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Dharma King Mo Yu's heart was trembling, and his breathing was stagnant.

"Want to go? It's late"

An Jing turned around and saw that Fa King Mo Yu wanted to retreat, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slashed again with the Evil Evil Sword in his hand.

"puff!"

King Mo Yu was shocked, knowing that An Jing was holding a peerless weapon in front of him, and quickly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood essence and the infuriating energy seem to be fused together, forming a golden mask. Above the golden mask, the gold and blood are not only circulating, with an indestructible feeling.

Clang!

An Jing slashed above the golden mask with a sword, and suddenly made a sound of gold and iron clashing, and even terrifying storms erupted from it.

Click! Click!

The golden mask seems to be cracked, but it has never been broken.

blocked!

Dharma King Mo Yu escaped from the dead, and his heart was ecstatic. The next guest saw Dharma King Mo Yu's face as pale as paper, his hands tightly covering his chest, his eyes were open angrily, and he stared at An Jing.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

King Mo Yu felt his heart beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his mouth, and the more he used his True Qi to suppress it, the faster the beating speed would be.

And the blood in his whole body also circulated rapidly because of the frantic beating of his heart.

thump!

King Mo Yu couldn't bear the strangeness in his body any longer, and fell to his knees.

At the same time, the heartbeat became more and more intense, as if it was about to fly out in the next instant.

"puff!"

The next moment, a spring of blood spurted out from Fawang Mo Yu's mouth, more than 20 feet high.

In the end, Fawang Mo Yu fell down.

"Gudong! Gudong!"

With just two moves, the two Dharma Kings of Daxueshan died and turned into ghosts.