“An unsettling premonition that someone probably wants me dead again.”
Qing Yu sat cross-legged in the Taiji Hall and said with great self-awareness.
Although the celestial planes were so chaotic that even a strong person like Qing Yu plus a master of celestial planes could hardly see them clearly, it was still possible to foresee a crisis that was closely related to oneself.
Although this premonition itself was also very vague, but to be able to make Qing Yu feel unsettling, it was estimated that which supreme power was again plotting to kill Qing Yu.
“Who could it be? The Daoist Ancestor? Or the ones from Da Qian? Or perhaps the Buddhist monks?”
To be honest, apart from the Blade God and the Sword God, the others were all old cunning bishops who were not stingy with intrigue, and Qing Yu did not know which ones were trying to strike at him.
At the moment, the ones with the highest chances would be the ones from Da Qian. Mak Cang Sheng, Yan Luo Tian Zi, and ——
Six Emperors.
Qing Yu still had not forgotten the threat that the Sixth Emperor had brought to him. Nowadays, if we talk about who is the strongest in the world, the Sixth Emperor is definitely the undisputed alternate.
In fact, if it were not for the fact that the Spiritual Sense and the Battle Body had not yet fully fused, even if Qing Yu and the Blade God had joined forces, it would have been difficult to repel the Sixth Emperor.
“A tricky enemy, but it’s just that I don’t have enough villain points right now to buy the remaining three volumes of the Armour Martial Scripture.” Qing Yu said with some distress.
Each volume of the Armour of War Martial Scripture cost 30,000 villain points, and apart from the initial one, the remaining seven volumes were all purchased by Qing Yu with villain points. In other words, Qing Yu had already spent 210,000 anti-school points on it.
And the oddly expensive price naturally had a value that matched it. Although Qing Yu rarely used the Armour Martial Scripture against his enemies, this martial scripture was extremely helpful to Qing Yu.
The Armour Martial Scripture begins with the abolition of heaven and earth, the destruction of living beings, the cracking of the gods, and the resting of the ning qing, reaching a state where heaven and earth are abolished, living beings are destroyed, the cracking of the gods, and the resting of the ning qing, where all things are poured out and destroyed.
By starting with birth, the heaven and earth are born, the spirits are cleansed, and the waste and cleft are extinguished and rested.
The two paths of one body and two sides, symbolising birth and destruction, can be of extraordinary benefit to the clear feather.
It was for this reason that Qing Yu had given up his twenty-one premium draws in order to gather the Armour Martial Scripture.
“System, how many villain points do I have left now?” Qing Yu asked.
“Twenty-three thousand four hundred points.”
“More than twenty thousand, so the next volume of the Armour of War Scripture is not far off,” Qing Yu thought about it and said, “Use it for that advanced lottery that destroyed Luo Fu Palace.”
“Advanced lottery, extraction in progress ——” The mechanical voice of the system narrated the lottery procedure.
“Ding, congratulations to the host, obtained a five and a half star character card – Silver Festive Zhu Wu.”
Name: Silver Festive Zhuwu
Realm: Supreme Power
Items: Celestial Flame Wind Moon, Nirvana Sword (extracted), Holy Demon Tirth
Martial arts: Zhanfeng Yue, God’s Stance, Qi Shuangliu, Na Zhen Shen Zhi
Evaluation: War God of the Demon Realm and the filial son of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor!
The character card emitting a white-golden glow emerged before his eyes, and Qing Yu clenched his fist in excitement, bursting into a wave of Qi, “Zhu Wu!”
Like Qing Yu, the Silver Festive Zhu Wu, who was in the form of a Saint Demon Yuan Tirth, was himself even the father of the Saint Demon Yuan Tirth body that Qing Yu now occupied.
Also possessing a Saint Demon Primordial, Silver Festive Zhu Wu’s power needed no further explanation, and his martial arts skills also made Qing Yu salivate.
Other than that, the “Qi Double Stream” and the “Nascent Divine Skill”‘s origin, the “Reverse Demon Origin”, was most likely a six-star martial art. Silver Fei Zhu Wu had watched “Reverse Demon Source”, but because he himself was unable to practise it, he had split this martial art into “Qi Double Stream” and “Nascent Divine Skill”.
Qing Yu had also created a monkey version of “Qi Shuangliu”, but the difference between this monkey version of the mountain stronghold and the original was still quite big, hehehe.
“System, I want to challenge Silver Festive Zhu Wu.” Without hesitation, Qing Yu instantly said to the system.
“Inheritance space, opening in ——”
With a darkening in front of his eyes, Qing Yu had gone from the Taiji Hall in daylight to a mountain peak under the night sky.
Also just as he appeared on the mountain peak, a golden-red blade qi broke through the air and cut straight at Qing Yu’s head.
“Xuan Universe.”
The pitch-black qi shield swallowed the blade qi, and Qing Yu fixed his eyes on where it came from, only to see three graves side by side in the distance, and with Qing Yu’s eyesight, he could still see the name of the grave owner inscribed on the tombstone.
The Tomb of Xiao Zhongjian.
The Tomb of the Nine Scourges.
This is the first and second tombstone, the third, on which there are no words yet, and on its side stands a red-haired king, staring at Qingyu with a cold, sideways glance.
“I sense, a familiar and disgusting aura.”
The silver-faced Zhu Wu looked at Qing Yu with a gaze that did not hide his disgust, and a hint of restless killing intent.
Clearly, he was sensing an aura of the same origin, the same aura that belonged to the Saint Demon Yuan Tirth.
Qing Yu’s current body was originally the third Saint Devil’s Primordial Foetus born from the soul of Silver Festive Vermilion’s wife, Nine Scourges, and her two sons.
This holy demon birth was prepared for the descent of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor into the mortal world, but it was cut off by the system just after it was born. Then Qing Yu drew this Holy Demon’s birthright, fused with it completely, and became the current Qing Yu.
”In terms of bloodline, this body of mine is still the son of Silver Festive Zhu Wu. If I cut him down, I guess I’ll be able to get a name as a son with filial piety.” Qing Yu and Silver Festive Zhu Wu looked at each other, with some bizarre thoughts still temporarily spinning in his head.
“Holy Demon Genesis, and not the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, who, exactly, are you?”
While Qing Yu’s side was spinning unreliable thoughts, Silver Festive Zhu Wu over there couldn’t help but ask.
Silver Festive Zhu Wu was certain that the other party was not the old, lonely father of his own family, for the other party did not care to appear in another face, and at the same time would not be slow to speak.
If this were the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, I’m afraid he would have just appeared and said straight away, “My son, go home with your father to inherit billions of family a*sets and a kingdom waiting for you to rule.”
But if not, when did a lineage of holy demon genesis become one more?
Silver Festive Zhu Wu couldn’t figure it out, and Qing Yu, for his part, didn’t bother to explain that although this was your son’s body, I wasn’t your father or anything like that.
He glanced at the two tombs with their owners and said, “Shall we do it here? Silver Festive Zhu Wu. I don’t mind though, but can you be ruthless?”
In these two tombs were buried Silver Festive Zhuwu’s beloved wife and best friend, respectively. Kiyoharu didn’t mind threatening Ginyu Juwu with the remains of a dead man, but considering the greater chance of his opponent exploding, he was going to refrain from such petty tactics.
Hearing Qing Yu’s words, Silver Festive Zhuwu also knew of his opponent’s willingness to do so. Now that he was certain of his enemy, there was no need for further words.
“Come on.”
The two of them flew down to Tian Miao Peak in a stream of light, landing beside a large lake three miles away from the mountain peak.
On the shore of the large lake was a small forest, which was lush and Peranakan in character.
The two landed ten feet away from each other and stood opposite each other. Silver Festive Zhu Wu drew out his straight and slender Tian Yan Zhan Feng Yue, and his true qi no longer restrained, bursting out.
“Boom…”
The tip of the blade pointed straight at Qing Yu, and Silver Festive Zhu Wu spoke indifferently, “No matter who you are, the Holy Demon’s birthright should not exist in this world.”
The Sacred Demon Primordial was the vessel that housed the Heavenly Abandonment Emperor’s Primordial Spirit, and without it, the Heavenly Abandonment Emperor would not be able to face the dust. For that old father of his, Silver Festive Zhu Wu hated him to the core, even going so far as to kill himself to cut off the inheritance of the Holy Demon Primordial, so how could he allow another Holy Demon Primordial to exist.
“You want to kill me, coincidentally, I want to kill you too.”
Qing Yu raised his hand and a pure white longsword appeared in his palm, “Then let’s try, this time, whether you can kill the owner of this sword.”
The sword he held in his right hand was the Heavenly Divine Weapon Nirvana, which was the sword of Xiao Zhongjian, a good friend of Silver Festive Zhuwu, and after Xiao Zhongjian died at the hands of Silver Festive Zhuwu, this sword fell into his hands.
And now, Nirvana appears in the hands of Qing Yu.
“How is this possible?”
Silver Festive Zhu Wu immediately scanned the space in his sleeve with his divine sense and found that the Nirvana sword was still well and truly in the space. But the sword in his opponent’s hand was by no means a fake, and Silver Festive Zhuwu was more than familiar with his best friend’s sword.
“Nothing is impossible.”
With a wave of Qing Yu’s left hand, the waters of the great lake not far away rose up in a fury, coming down with a sky-covering force.
Water Ruoxi-To Heaven.
The forbidden move of the Innate Heaven Qiankun Kung Fu is now at Qing Yu’s beck and call, and both the momentum and the power are far from what they used to be.
Faced with the enemy’s powerful strike, Silver Festive Zhu Wu could only suppress his misgivings as he swirled and swirled, his golden-red blade Qi accumulating, “One Cut Wind Moon.”
As the waves of the ocean swept backwards, the blade parted with a single blow, and Silver Festive Vermilion stomped to the ground as the Wind Breaker Moon clashed with the oncoming Nirvana.
“Clang…”
The sword and knife clashed ten times in a flash, the bitter sword qi and the cold blade clashing continuously, the turbulent sword qi slicing and shredding the unsettled waves, dancing like snowflakes in the air.
“Break the air and fly away.”
“Do not ask the years to let the wind sing.”
The four remnants in the chaotic sword shadows shot out four swords in unison, opposing the chopping golden-red blade light, the radiant sword qi bursting onto the protective true qi of both sides, being devoured by the true qi of the other side, replenishing each other’s consumption.
Qi Shuangliu and Xuan Universe, the protective qi of both sides.
The former can form an extremely strong Qi shield to resist the Qi. As long as it is defended against by the Qi shield, then the Nascent Divine Skill can absorb the Qi and turn it into its own true essence.
This, together with the Qi Double Stream’s own ability to gulp Qi, allows the practitioner’s true Qi to never be cut off.
The latter, the Xuan Universe, absorbs the essence of the Heavenly Demon Technique in one word, swallow, and as long as it is within the upper limit, there is no risk of injury.
“Clang–”
Swords clashed horizontally, and both figures retreated rapidly, this time, allowing both sides to see the strength of the other’s defence.
‘Qi Shuangliu is worthy of the genuine article, it’s much stronger than the monkey version I got back then.’
Qing Yu’s right foot fiercely stamped on the ground, using the force to rebound, and the Nirvana sword rushed out with a shocking sword shadow, hovering across the sky and slashing down immediately.
“Sword Ten – Heavenly Burial.”
At the same time, Qing Yu’s breath and sword Qi merged, his body transforming into a dragon of Qi and striking straight down with his sword.
